We all know that the Dome Script, like the Dragon Language of the Dragon Clan, the Titan Titan Language, and the Abyssal Language of the Demon, are all magical runes with the effect of words and spirits. Moreover, the Dome script was originally a divine script used by the gods, and it itself contained extremely powerful power, and the strength of the rules was still above these ones.

As I have said before, to understand and use the Qiongwen, it is not the rote words we usually learn when we learn a new language, learn grammar and talk and listen more, but the most metaphysical "spiritual power" and "realm". The magic runes of the dome are carefully sequenced by incantations, and they are necessary elements for the casting of divine spells such as mobilizing positive energy, condensing holy light, and communicating with the heavenly palace, and are also the basic components of normal celestial language.

However, we also know that most of the dome runes are simply incomprehensible to mortals without godheads and rules. These runes, which themselves possess the power of rules, are not so much words or letters that mortals can understand, but rather information and energy terminals composed of some kind of magical origin, and ordinary people certainly do not have the ability to structure these mysterious powers into words. What they don't even know is that the so-called "celestial language" is actually a kind of "lower language that can be understood by mortals' intellect and realm" developed by the gods and angels specifically to facilitate communication with mortals.

What the? Why do you say you want to do this and not just use the language of mortals? Aha, how can this reflect the sanctity of the gods of the heavenly realm, the only rulers of this world? Besides, if you really want to be more real, the ancient elf language, known as the ancestor of modern languages, is still influenced by this "lower language", that is, the celestial language, in terms of grammar and word formation. If the ancient elven language and the giant language are the ancestors of modern languages, the ancestors of the languages of humans, dwarves, sea tribes, orcs, and other races, then the heavenly language must be the father of the ancestors!

Well, well, although there are also quite a few linguists who make the counter-argument that ideograms must be the original language; Both the ancient Jinling language and the Titan language are pictographic ideograms, so there must have been no ancestors. In a sense, there is some truth in what they say. However, this kind of archaeological controversy belongs to the era of the birth of ancient civilizations, and if there is no strong counterargument and archaeological evidence, such a controversy will have to be continued to the next era!

However, there is the so-called Celestial Language, and of course there is also the "Higher Celestial Language" (as it is called by mortals, of course) that only the gods and angels can master. This language, built on the more powerful dome runes, is also based on sound, but it is full of rhythm, pure beauty and moving, like a magnificent symphony. But in essence, its mode of transmission is actually a kind of spiritual and soul resonance based on sound, and the efficiency is far greater than that of ordinary language. But in the same way, mortals cannot understand this subtle mode of language, and can only regard these majestic, sacred, awe-inspiring, and pure notes as magnificent poetry from the heavenly realm.

Of course, for the gods, it is enough for mortals to be unconscious!

However, this kind of mythological era, obviously to maintain the mystery and majesty of the gods, seems to be quite inconvenient in special circumstances.

Take, for example, the current situation.

The other party is really excited. In Lu Xi's eyes, the ball of light seemed to have turned into a bouncy ball, jumping and jumping, and he was quite angry for a while. The other party almost raised his hands and shouted, "Huh? Good! I'm in! If it weren't for the fact that a ball of light had no body for the time being, Lu Xi felt that he might be able to make a correction in the middle and two palms.

Fortunately, the other party calmed down a little more than Lu Xi imagined, jumped for a while, and finally regained his composure.

“…… All in all, that is, your body is actually imprisoned at the moment. Can only be projected nearby with mental power? You've been hoping that someone can help you get out of trouble, but because of the language barrier, everyone can't understand it, so you can only stay sad and black like this? ”

"Yes! I don't have a body, so I can only use mental resonance to transmit information directly, but, somehow, only the individual with particularly strong senses can barely feel my voice. ”

"That's because your current existence is as weak as paramecium, you know? It feels like wearing a stone hat is more present than you. I can't even imagine how you can maintain your mental strength and soul to this point. Lu Xi said unceremoniously.

“…… Grass, paramecium! It's too much! The other party muttered, "Then, what about this snow leopard...... Wait, is there really such a fat snow leopard in the world? Anyway, didn't this guy feel it too? ”

"This is a special treatment, you can't use it as a standard." Lu Xi looked at the fat snow leopard with an ignorant expression. He did feel the mental fluctuations of the angels, which could be a language barrier. Miss Cleisel said that Lao Pa's spiritual power was actually above that of the vast majority of adult true dragons, and this was really not something to brag about casually.

"Also, when I transmit consciousness, I can't use a language that other people can understand. As a result, all the adventurers who came here could only feel the divine words of the heavenly kingdom, and always felt that the holy seat in the heavenly palace was blessing them to die. Some suddenly burst into tears, some knelt down, and some prayed and made wishes, but no one was willing to listen to my voice seriously! ”

"Isn't that normal? The message conveyed by the spiritual power must be the language of your thinking, and in this regard, you angels have become accustomed to thinking in a more efficient way. If it's the kind of battle or management angel that is not used for PR purposes, this aspect is even more obvious. Lu Xi looked at the small blue ball of light in front of him, held his chin and thought for a moment: "...... So, your name? ”

“…… Sa, Sarael. The angel hesitated for a moment, and then answered Lu Xi's question in a voice that seemed to flicker.

“…… Archangel Salelel, the companion of Heza, the god of fire, and Mara, the goddess of the earth? The supreme commander of the 100,000 Angel Legions who guard the Permanent Courtyard and the Earth of the Main Plane? ”

“…… This, hehe, I'm really sorry, it's all in the past. In addition, there was no 100,000 army, and this figure actually included the servant troops composed of the divine servants and priests who served in the fire source and the earth temple back then, the rest of the service personnel, and a large number of mortal followers. ”

"Well, I understand this, and my hometown often does this kind of thing. However, I remember that you and your men were all destroyed by the Lord of the Void? ”

"So it's all in the past!"

Saleliel is already a rather unfamiliar name to ordinary people, but for Lu Xi, a history buff (who actually likes to read historical stories as a whole), it is very thunderous. Even, when he heard this name, he even had a subtle sense of incongruity, and always felt a little surrealist absurdity, as if he was using the keyboard as a weapon to gossip about the history of a barnyard official who had already covered the coffin, and the person concerned suddenly couldn't bear it, and inexplicably jumped out of the book record, and ran to greet himself with a machete.

This angel named Salelil, in the era of mythology, belonged to one of the thirty-six archangels of the Heavenly Palace, and belonged to the commander of the angel legion. At the same time, he is also a member of the highest rank of the Yakong God Clan, and is known as the "Seraph" by the world. She is the guardian and companion archangel of Hesa, the god of fire and Mara, the goddess of the earth, although the rules are still in the category of angels, but because she is in charge of the guardian duties of the fire and earth temple, in a sense, she is also the guardian angel of life, and her combat power is naturally very strong, and it is said that she is above many gods.

Then, when the War of the Gods began, the King of the Void descended, and the entire world was on the verge of imminent destruction. This god of destruction, who tries to turn the world into chaos, is completely different from most demon kings who don't want to go out at home, and seems to have a very clear idea of destroying the world. He knew very well that in order to return the world to chaos, the first thing to destroy should be the order of nature and life in this world, and even its existence itself. Therefore, the first thing he came to attack was the source of fire and the temple of the earth.

In that great war, Heza, the god of fire, who is a tyrant in the minds of most mortals, asked his wife and daughters to leave, and led his two sons, Nott, the god of bronze and pottery, and Gilfites, the god of aurora, plus all the angelic legions under his command to fight - from this point of view, although Hesa, the god of fire, is a tyrant, and may still be a "straight man" who thinks that war should make women go away, but he also has to praise "pure masters" compared to his thumbs. All in all, Hesa, the god of fire, at the cost of his own resolute actions and his own life, expounded his determination to be one of the guardians of the world.

Of course, it was also one of the most tragic battles in the entire War of the Gods. The young and strong god of bronze and pottery, the world's first artisan patron god Nott, and the god of aurora, Gilphites (who is also the goddess of radiance), known as the most handsome god in the heavenly realm, also fought to the last moment after their father died in battle, and fell one after another. The 100,000 Angel Legion, which claimed to maintain the balance of order in the plane of the big landowners, was also wiped out, including their commander, Archangel Sarelil.

Fortunately, Rafafil, the Lord of the Void, doesn't seem to have much interest in the empty temple. The source of fire and the Earth Temple, as well as the entire subplane that sustains the existence of this temple, plus a large number of treasured and protected animals inside, have been preserved.

In other words, the ghosts of a large number of angels who died in the battle were not completely destroyed. Many of them are still bound to this subspace that has been separated from the kingdom of God. They lingered, and they were completely blackened by the little blood that Rafafil had shed here in the first place. That's what formed the gods at the interface between the subplane and the main plane? ”

“…… Yes. I'm sorry. They were all my comrades-in-arms. However, even if they are incarnated as gods, they still retain the instinct to protect this temple! ”

"Mmmm, that's impressive." Lu Xi praised a few words in a tone that was not too sincere: "However, you still maintain your sanity and memory in front of you. ”

"Yes, I still keep ...... Wait, I'm not dead yet! The commander of the 100,000 angel army hurriedly distinguished: "By the way, since you can understand me, then you can help me!" My body is currently in the shrine. After I was seriously injured during the Great War, the Holy See of Noether laid my body down in the Noble Phantasm Coffin that he and the Holy See of Cenarius had built, saying that it would be possible to recover after lying down for a few days. But ......"

But the Holy See of Noether was then killed in battle. The treasure that looks like a coffin can't be opened, you can't get out of it when you lie inside, and you can only condense your spiritual power into a cottage main god by all means...... Ah no, a ball of light, get someone to help in the temple. It's a pity that the language is not understood, so I was so confused for 20,000 years. ”

"Yes, yes, yes! Wait, how do you know? ”

"Is that hard to guess? I've been telling my friends that if you want to kill a thousand-year-old zombie or something, you don't need to find a thousand-year-old peachwood sword or the blood of a black dog born at three o'clock in the afternoon, just find a piece of lead and throw it on it so that it can't climb out of the coffin. However, I can't imagine that a similar situation really happens in this world! ”

"Really, what a faux pas. I'm also a Seraph, to describe it as a zombie......" The other party wanted to retort hard, but considering the current position, his voice suddenly withered again. After a long while, she said slowly, "Anyway, young man of the human race, please help me." I'll definitely repay you. ”