XVII. August 2, 67782 in the Kaiyuan calendar
It took me all night to think of a better way to communicate with Chu Feng - runes.
As mentioned before, it is possible to communicate with the gods by chanting runes.
Just change the rune and change the prayer object to me.
After all, no matter how depressed my father is, my father is also a god, so it is still okay to accept the prayers of believers who are close to him.
The first thing to do is to revise the prayer, which begins with the praise of the person to whom the prayer is prayed, like, Honored, Great, xxx God, You have given us Bala Bala, a great list.
I don't have to be so troublesome.,I'll just change it to @åĻåĒĻ.,If it's far away.,Just add the location.,I mean the coordinates.ã
The second part of the prayer is the main text, which is what you are going to ask the gods for help. For the sake of testing, it is tentatively set as, have you eaten it?
The third part is the end, which is probably a thanksgiving to the gods and a bunch of words of praise.
I'll change it to worship, goodbye, nice to meet you or something.
I taught the adapted prayer to Chu Feng, and after listening to it, it wrote on the ground, "What is this?"
I pondered the language, "I've revised the prayer to ask the gods for help, and it should be able to be communicated." â
I think it was stunned for a long time, and it must have been frightened by my ingenuity.
Chu Feng was silent for a while, I was waiting a little impatiently, and a faint voice suddenly appeared in my mind, "Have you eaten?"
Well, it was successful, and the voice was soft because Chu Feng did not have a devout belief in me, which did not prevent us from communicating, and the next step should be to teach Chu Feng to learn runes.
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I always felt that Chu Feng looked at me a little strangely, especially after I taught it the specific meaning of the prayer.
I think I have to remind him that I'm not interested in skeletons.
In exchange for Chu Feng's annoyed fist. And the roar in his head, "Who would be interested in a flat chest!"
I think he should be the first person to dare to mock the gods, or skeletons, in prayers?
Time passed quietly in such a noisy noise.
Much sooner than expected, it was just getting dark and we were already out of the Kra Mountains.
"Next, let's go?" Chu Feng asked, unexpectedly, Chu Feng's learning progress on runes was very fast, and some daily communication was no problem.
Since the rune transmission is not even even, there will be a delay of two or three seconds, and as few runes as possible can speed up the delay, Chu Feng probably means, what to do next.
Out of the Kra Mountains is a corner of the ancient Kaikoda grassland.
It's already an outland, but you can still see the shadow of the Holy Cult Army, so you still have to be careful.
It's just that there is no shouting and killing of witches here, and there is no good impression of the Holy See. As long as you show a certain amount of strength, you will be respected, and there should be no problem, right?
Chu Feng put on a black cloak, covering his whole person tightly, looking like a slender little girl.
We hurried through the darkness of the night, without encountering an attacked caravan or provoking the wolves.
In the middle of the moon, a small city appeared before our eyes.
In the moonlight the city's plaque shows a hazy beauty, Blood Wolf City.
The gates were closed, but from experience, I stepped forward and knocked gently.
After a while, the small door opened a crack, revealing a guard with a thief's eye.
"Oh, a witch. The guard looked greedily, "You're going to enter the city, the price is not low." â
I didn't care too much, in fact, I was thankful to see someone who didn't rush up to me and stab me in the first place when they saw a witch.
I casually threw a money bag to him, and the guard shook it with a satisfied expression.
"Come in. â
It was already pitch dark in the city, and I followed the faint noise to a bar, Makihara Tavern.
I pushed the door open and entered, and immediately caught the attention of everyone in the hotel.
"Look what we've found? a witch!"
"Little girl, you're here to warm the bed for grandpa!"
"Yo, Li Er, can you still use that thing?"
I ignored the vulgar words and just casually let out the gravity field.
There was a crackle, the wine glass shattered, and a few unsteady drunkards fell to the ground.
The next moment, there was silence in the tavern, and I snorted softly and retracted the gravity realm.
But the tavern lost the attention it had had seen before, and its usual noise had resumed.
Only a handful of fellows peeked in by the dim candlelight.
I walked up to the front desk, and the bartender was a big rough guy.
At this time, the skeleton passed to me, "Shouldn't it be a bewitching royal sister?"
I glanced at the skeleton speechlessly, and I wanted to complain, even if it is a royal sister, do you still have that function.
Since I am not a royal sister, I have no desire to talk nonsense, so I directly threw out a money bag, "I want the information of the nearby Holy Sect Army."
The big man looked at me expressionlessly and said, "As usual, the three standard Holy Cult Army, as well as the Witch Hunter, they have recently been in the east, and it seems that a witch has been discovered. â
The big man looked up at me, "Don't worry, you're safe." â
"What is a witch hunter?" I asked, and the big man checked his money bag and thought the price was okay.
Back to, "She's the second conductor, and her name is Goga." Since the previous year, he began to hunt down witches all over the world, as if he had some deep hatred with witches. Perhaps, it's just another mystic who is jealous of the witch's talent. â
"She has an extraordinary knowledge of witches, so she has hunted more than five witches. â
"Goga?" I frowned, feeling that the name was unusually familiar, that the witch hunter was supposed to be an acquaintance of mine.
I remember that when I was a kid, we performed a stage play, and Goga was the villain in the play.
So, is there anyone I know who can hunt witches?
Michelle!
Those three words crossed my mind.
I instinctively denied that Michelle couldn't hunt witches, her talent, her strength, was the best of the human race, she couldn't hunt witches out of jealousy.
It is not possible to serve the Holy See because of poverty.
So what reason did she have to hunt witches?
However, the map that Michelle gave me clearly came to my mind at this time, and only the commander could easily get such a secret.
I stood up abruptly, turned around, and rushed out of the tavern as fast as I could, to Michelle, and asked her if it was Goga.
The skeleton quickly grabbed my left hand, the death arcane power eating away at my skin, "What are you going to do? Are you crazy?"
The severe pain brought me back to my senses for a while, and I didn't care when I saw the people around me looking at me in amazement!
I looked back and said,
"I'm going to ask for clarification!"
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