"You know the Divine Script! Are you a priest?!"

The native girl exclaimed in surprise, and the stick that was stirring the fire in her hand accidentally fell into it, and the stirring spark fell to the side, and the horse-like creature that was napping beside her, and the creature exploded in an instant.

"Divine Text, what's that weird name?"

It seems that the lesson of the last Feather Fall Festival did not make Roger learn to be obedient, or Roger was hungry and faint, and asked such an idiotic question for the first time, although this guy reacted in a blink of an eye, and when he was about to quibble, he had already seen the native girl's face droop.

Oops, it's going to be exposed, why am I so cheap, I'm honestly waiting for the roasted frog to go?

"There are still people in the tribe who don't know the divine script, isn't this taught by the high priest himself at the coming-of-age ceremony?" the native girl frowned and thought for a while, and touched the fried creatures beside her, "But you can understand them, don't you...... Skipped class while the high priest was lecturing?"

"Poof, cough cough, that's right, I often skip class, and I know all this by making up my homework later. ”

Although it seems that this matter can be vaguely passed by mistake, Roger still can't help but want to complain, this girl looks fierce, but how can she feel that there are few tendons?

After touching the fried creature for a long time, it was calmed down again, the indigenous girl still looked a little suspicious, this time Roger had already typed the draft, but after the girl muttered some dialect slang that even a translator could not recognize, it was quiet, it seemed that the girl made up an excuse to convince herself, and Roger did useless work in vain.

"So you're really a sacrifice, so how can you say you're a scout?" The native girl's attitude softened a little, and even spoke softly, and Roger didn't know for a moment whether she was a philistine or a frank person.

Roger sat back on the potholed ground, turned his barbecue frog over, changed into a deep tone, and said, "What I said is not wrong, I am a member of the scout team and a priest, and I have this status because of some special circumstances." ”

Although the native girl was stunned for a moment, she nodded and seemed to accept this statement, it seemed that the sacrifice had a high status in their tribe, and Roger could clearly feel the restraint of this girl.

"Don't talk about me, this outpost...... How's it going?" Sensing the awkwardness of the atmosphere, Roger tried to chat to open up the situation and gather some information by the way.

At the mention of her own work, the native girl was obviously relieved, but her tone was still like reporting to the leader, and she stumbled and said: "Senua, the monitor of the outpost in the barren hills, reports that in the three hundred and eighteen days that Senna has taken over the outpost, no signs of a great freeze have been found. ”

This girl won't think I'm here for a secret job, will I?Although I don't know if the priest here will be so boring, Roger feels more and more that this conjecture is reliable.

"But listen to this girl, she has a horse at best, and she has lived in this barren hill where birds don't lay eggs for more than a year?" Roger said to himself.

After the report, the native girl named Senna hesitated, but her face was still red, though it was not visible in the orange firelight, and she pulled a broken stone slab from under her buttocks, rubbed it on her dirty clothes, and handed it to Roger.

"This is a record I make every day, and although there is no sign of a major freeze, black erosion has occurred again in the glow plains of the sky, and it has become more frequent recently. Senna was a little worried.

This time Roger didn't talk without a brain when he heard those strange terms, he looked down at the twisted symbols on the stone slab, he thought he would see ghost drawings that only Senna could understand, but he didn't think he saw another kind of distorted character.

Although they are written crookedly by Senna, like stickmen with twisted limbs, there is still a clear systematic linguistic logic that does not match Roger's speculation that the priests had a monopoly on words.

Can't say that, could it be that the priests only monopolize these divine texts? Staring at the divine scriptures on the pyramid, Roger fell into deep thought.

The prayers are written in the sacred script on the buildings here, so only the priests can understand it, but I don't think there is anything unseemly, so is it really necessary to create an additional script?

"Divine texts, it turns out that they are the name, it seems that you need to be serious about your homework next time," Roger first foreshadowed, and then pretended to be casual and said, "Don't you understand these words at all?"

"How is it possible, it is the job of the priests to identify these divine texts, and we will be disgusted by the gods if we know it. Senna hurriedly waved her hand, "These ancient texts record the reason why we were abandoned by the gods, and they are words with original sin, and only the holy priests can purify them and turn them into blessings for us. ”

With that, Senna pulled out a black stone shard, which was pierced and pierced, and looked like something like an amulet, with several divine characters depicted on it.

This is the divine text that the high priest himself purified and blessed. Senua's tone was a little lonely, "Knowing that I was coming to the outpost, my mother asked someone to bring me this amulet from the Holy Spirit area, she is the lady-in-waiting of the High Priest, and I haven't seen her for a long time. ”

Roger glanced at it and decided not to tell her the meaning of the symbol on the amulet, I am afraid that the so-called high priest only knew a little about these divine words, otherwise there was no way to explain that he would bring a talisman that said 'make friends in the same city' to a girl who was very smart, not to mention that it was still Senua's mother's heart.

Huh, why does it feel a little weird when you think about it?

Roger shook his head and said to Senua, who seemed to be in a bad mood, "So you plan to let me into the Holy Spirit area because you plan to ......"

Roger was about to learn more about this world from Senua, when a thunderclap interrupted him, and then Roger realized that the already dim sky outside was even darker, and the breeze gradually increased, and under the unique terrain on both sides of the valley, a whistling and strange tone was blowing, like the hiss of some kind of animal, echoing with a piercing and strange scream, as if the fury of nature was rapidly converging.

The wind was rapidly strengthening in all directions, countless indescribable shadows were hovering in the sky, forming a new storm, and snowflakes were falling from the dark night sky where nothing should have existed as if out of thin air, and strange flashes of light began to appear frequently in the air.

Roger felt a tingling sensation spread across his skin like a mid-electricity sensation: this tingling sensation was a conscription of a high concentration of magic in the air!

"How is it possible! Where did this level of high concentration of magic come from in this place of magic vacuum!"

Roger stood up suddenly, and before he could continue to comfort Senua, who was depressed, he rushed out of the pyramid like lightning, and the outside of the house had inadvertently changed.

A strange tearing sound came from all directions like a tsunami, and then countless shadows of chaos emerged from the air!

All he saw was the boundless wind and snow, formless shadows, indescribable light and screams, and crackling lightning on his skin.

Roger struggled to concentrate before he finally managed to break through the darkness in the distance, and he saw a barren wilderness spreading out at the foot of the mountain, the wilderness was littered with twisted plant remains and strange black shadows that could not see what it was, a hazy mist swirling over the wilderness, making it even more difficult to see in the distance.

Above the barren land, there was boundless darkness and chaos, no sun, moon, stars, no clouds, only large clusters of amorphous black patches tumbling against a gray-black background, as if the end had come.

"Is this an anomen!?Could it be that the Great Freeze has appeared?How could it be, it has really appeared!"

The native girl followed Roger out of the stone pyramid, but at the sight of what she saw, she almost collapsed to the ground, and even though she had escaped a lot of history lessons, she still remembered the legend of the world's most horrific freeze.

‘...... We were abandoned by the gods, and the sun god took back the eternal flame of the sun, and for three hundred days there was no alternation of day and night, and the world fell into eternal night......

‘...... The cold winds, the blizzards, the resulting hunger, and most importantly, the monsters born of the wrath of the gods have completely destroyed the Third Kingdom, and the survivors are less than 10% of the kingdom's population, and the cold temperature is killing more people......

‘...... In order to survive, the survivors have migrated from the west of the Glow Plains, where our Viku people were born, to the relatively warm west...... Through the barren hills, through the crevices of the twisted boulder rifts, our ancestors could finally see the sacred tree 'Nuratis' standing on the earth in the depths of mist and chaos in the barren wilderness, the primordial plant planted by the sun god himself......

‘....... The ancestors prayed at the foot of the sacred tree, the cold was behind them, the clansmen lost their vitality one by one, the sages offered offerings, and finally woke up the eternal sleeping holy tree, the holy tree bloomed with thousands of feet of heavenly light, as if the sun reappeared, the biting cold dissipated in an instant, and the sacred tree also consumed the accumulated energy and fell into a deep sleep again......

The ancestors reverently prostrated at the foot of the sacred tree Nuratis, thanking for the gift, but the power of the sacred tree is limited, it has only inherited a part of the divine power of the sun god after all, and the great freeze will still strike, and then it will be the end of the world. ’