In ancient times, the world of Faeron was known as the 'Age of Thunder'. Lizardmen, amphibious monsters, bird creatures rule the sky, the earth and the sea. Later, due to extreme changes in the climate, these species weakened and died, and never rose again.

Civilization entered a state of obscurantism, and dragons, giants, elves, dwarves, and goblins began to establish their own kingdoms. This is the history preserved in the memory of the elven royal family, and at present, there are only a few words left.

The High Elves are used to record this history, and it is said that it was created by the gods and passed on to the early Old Elves. Each syllable, every word, corresponds to a powerful force, which is used to accurately describe the laws of the world.

Zhou Qingfeng didn't know these backgrounds at all, and he didn't know the true meaning of the High Elf language. He only excitedly asked Shealy to teach him quickly and help decipher the arcane runes drawn from the werewolf's body.

"Stupid master, you can't learn High Elf."

"For Mao? Isn't it just a language? ”

"The High Elves are the ability to connect with the soul, and it can directly communicate with the magic web to gain power, which is impossible for ordinary humans to learn. If you want to master the language, you must first become a Grand Arcanist and then transform your soul. ”

Sounds like a hassle.

Zhou Qingfeng felt helpless. His goal is like building a hydrogen bomb and an atomic bomb, but as a result, not to mention nuclear physics, he didn't even get started in ordinary high school physics, everything is just a beautiful vision - because of ignorance, I don't know how difficult it is!

"I want to analyze the arcane runes extracted from the werewolf's body now, do you have any suggestions?" Zhou Qingfeng had no choice but to throw his problem to Heli.

Healy was silent for a moment, then replied, "Poor master, I advise you to renounce such thoughts. You are trying to touch God's realm. ”

"Say something useful." Zhou Qingfeng was unhappy, "I believe that everything is knowable, and I hate mysticism." ”

Ciric interjected with a snarl, "Boy, I kind of get it. You are not a believer at all, you can hate ten thousand times more than an unbeliever, your thinking is too dangerous, it is a typical blasphemy. ”

Healy didn't speak for a long time, and after a long time she replied, "Well, I'm an elf who has lost everything. The gods are no longer favored, and glory and dignity are long gone from me. Master, I obey your orders. But I can't help much. ”

In the quiet underground summoning room, Zhou Qingfeng in the eyes of the necromancer fell silent after a few words. But in Zhou Qingfeng's information network, Healy was doing her best to decipher the runes coming from the link.

According to the High Elves, Healy describes the meaning of arcane runes in lingua franca. This kind of paraphrasing is like translation, which is always bumpy at the beginning, and it is difficult to find the right words to describe it.

Zhou Qingfeng is very accustomed to this, because in the real world in which he lives, the rapid development of science and technology and society will always have something that did not exist in the past, and must be described in new words - in this regard, Chinese thinking has a natural advantage.

In order to describe the arcane runes, Sophia mobilized the basic knowledge of the necromancer's disclosure, and together with Zhou Qingfeng, she created a whole bunch of new words. This kind of translation is quite boring, but once you put it into it, it can be addictive.

A person who is completely ignorant of the power of arcane and law will not be imprisoned by existing knowledge. The information network provides an efficient platform for continuous trial and error, and Zhou Qingfeng can explain the rules of operation of the sword and magic world from a new perspective.

Time ticks to the clock, and rune analysis is constantly encountering difficulties. Countless difficult questions have popped up, each of which is enough for a lifetime of research.

Zhou Qingfeng felt as if he had walked into a huge treasure house. He knew that there were countless treasures piled up around him. But he couldn't hear or see, and there was a path under his feet, but every few steps he took found a dead end.

The boy could only reach out and touch, inch by inch in the treasure house, touching a little is a little, and if he can't touch it, he can only forget it. I don't know how long it was, the tightly knit arcane runes in front of him were constantly decomposing, but he himself suddenly felt haggard, like a person waiting to be killed.

Zhou Qingfeng's thinking withdrew from the information network, he clearly opened his eyes, but found that he couldn't see anything. He felt his body gently hugged, and slowly lay down on the ground. So he asked, "What happened?" ”

The young man opened his mouth, and his voice was extremely hoarse. His throat was even aching from the sound, and his body seemed to run out of oil, and he couldn't lift his fingers. He smelled a breath of temptation, and his heart was relieved, knowing who was holding him.

"You idiot, do you know what you've done?" Inisa's voice sounded at the right time, and her tone was full of reproach and endless tenderness, "Drink some water first, and I'll feed you something." Then rest in peace, I'll be with you. ”

Warm water flows through the mouth, followed by a porridge of meat that is boiled to a thin one.

Zhou Qingfeng ate a few bites, and he fell asleep from extreme exhaustion. I don't know how long it took for him to sleep, and when he woke up again, his eyes still couldn't see, but he could feel the situation around him.

The boy was still lying in the necromancer's underground summoning room, with a thick blanket underneath him. The beautiful female knight sat beside him, lying on her chair as if she was too tired.

Around, both groups of necromancers and blight priests were there. Their attention was all fixed on the mid-air of the summoning room, which seemed to have a large number of stars on the ceiling, but on closer inspection, it was disassembled arcane runes.

"Brother Victor, you're finally awake." Sophia's voice sounded in her head.

"What the hell is going on?" Zhou Qingfeng had a strange feeling, he forgot how he had come over in the past few days.

"Sister Healy explains the meaning of the runes in High Elf language, which gives us a key to understanding the power of the law. But this kind of analysis is extremely depleting and even devastating to your body. I tried to tell you to stop, but you completely ignored me.

I had to consume your soul crystals and life crystals, including high-grade green crystals, just to keep your body functioning. But the longer you analyze, the more expensive it will be, and you won't be able to hold it out. I forcibly terminated your vision and put you to sleep. ”

The soul crystals and life gels from the thirty-six garbage bodies are almost exhausted?

That's too expensive, isn't it?

Zhou Qingfeng's eyes blinked, his eye sockets were extremely dry, and his eyesight seemed to have deteriorated to the state of being blind. He got up slightly, and immediately alarmed Inisha beside him. The female knight reached out to help him up and asked with concern, "Don't push too hard, you're weak." ”

The warm water was ingested again, and his eyesight gradually recovered, and Zhou Qingfeng was able to see his surroundings clearly. He thanked Inisa, looked around, and finally looked up at the ceiling of the summoning room—the ultimate joy welled up in his heart, and the days had not been in vain.

Everything is worth it.

The arcane runes extracted from the werewolf's body are broken down into a large number of independent symbols. These symbols are like ancient characters that no one can understand, mysterious and profound, and they are attracting both wizards and priests to desperately copy them. They subconsciously understood......

It's a great opportunity to get a glimpse of the power of the law.

"No, ......, it is completely futile for you to transcribe like this." Zhou Qingfeng laughed loudly, alarming everyone.

The boy waved his hand, and the runes in mid-air changed, "These runes have countless permutations and combinations, but most of them are meaningless. A small number of them are meaningful, but the effects are complex. Now let me tell you what kind of arrangement is right.

But I don't think you can understand it. ”