Chapter 139: It Shouldn't Be Wake

It is a statue of a naked man, whose facial expressions and body movements are carved with extraordinary vividness and delicacy. This image is a dull iron gray color as a whole, but the pair of strange red golden pupils make people feel worried. The statue man clasped his hands on his knees, his chin resting on his forearm, his face full of sorrow and misery, and his long, woolly curly hair half-covering his cheeks and draped behind his shoulders.

Underneath the statue is a surprisingly tall rectangular base, about a person long, but the material of the base is completely different from the human figure, and it is the same texture of lapis lazuli as the ground. The circumference of the base is carved with strange spiral characters and strange and intricate patterns, only the side directly below the statue is different, with two lines of large characters engraved in white and red, which is different from the other three sides, and they are also surrounded by white and red gemstones to form a sparkling frame, these two lines of large characters seem to have life against the background of the gems. When Sether saw these two lines, he felt the same whisper he had heard in the tunnels outside ring in his ears again, and the feeling was stronger than before, as if a group of unseen people were surrounding him.

"Is this the door that walks out of here?" Rolo exclaimed, "Looks like we're going to read it, and the door will open." Am I right?"

"The language of the Divine Messenger," Sether himself was surprised when he said this, but he soon had an answer in his mind, as if it had come out of nowhere, and he knew that it was true; But obviously, we can't pronounce both the white and red lines, and only one sentence in it is the correct code word to open the door. ”

"How do you even know that?" said Lolo's tone full of admiration.

"There's nothing to sigh about, I've seen the oracle, and I've known it naturally since," and I've heard the Hidden Eyebrows sing, in the dreams of the garden singer, in the battlefields of the valley, every night I dream of her, Sether said in his heart. "However, I don't know the exact pronunciation. ”

Lolo looked anxious when she heard him, she probably wanted to get out of here too much. She finally swallowed the words that had come to her throat and said, "So what do we do?"

"I don't know. Maybe you should pray. Sether must have thought the idea ridiculous before, but this time he wasn't saying it sarcastically, he remembered the miracle that had happened through prayer in Cloudcastle when he faced the unkillable Bloody Rose.

Only for now, he didn't immediately start acting, his gaze began to move upwards, from the handwriting to the face of the statue. Sether felt the statue's sad red golden pupils staring at him from above, and he circled around the base a few times, and the feeling intensified.

"Who do you think this is?" Lolo watched as Sesher stopped behind the statue.

"O oracle, there is no doubt about it. There are two proofs, those two lines are God's use of language," his voice came from behind, "and two, there are two things behind it. ”

Luo Luo hurriedly walked over, only to see Sether's right hand raised, and stroked twice on the two long marks on the back of the statue, which were not the same, but on the whole it looked as if the wings had been torn off by some great and terrible force, and the back or the wings were pulled off along with the roots, and a large piece of flesh was missing, or a small piece of the wing was left that was not completely torn off.

No wonder its expression was so sad. "Most of the angels that can be sent to the human world are warriors with unrivaled combat power, so it must be an extremely powerful evil thing to be able to hurt them like this, and I think it is very likely that it is some half-man, half-beast here." ”

Sether retracted his hand, but the two of them were horrified to find that the tips of his fingers were stained with scarlet blood, which quickly darkened and finally turned into black powder.

Luo Luo froze in place, unable to say a word.

"I was a little confused before, but now I know," Sether dusted off the dust from his fingers, "this statue is not the exit from this hall, the pedestal below is." He turned to the front, and his fingers lightly tapped the smooth blue-gold countertop, and suddenly there was a surprisingly crisp ethereal sound, "The code word for opening the door is not red, but white." If someone chooses to mispronounce that line in red, it will release the wounded messenger from his painful slumber. ”

"But what's wrong with releasing this poor messenger to wake up?" said Lolo, looking sadly at the statue's grief-stricken face, her intense sensibility always ahead of reason, which this time aroused unseemly sympathy.

"What if it wakes up?" Sether asked, "who can help it recover its wings? What if it goes crazy out of desperation? What if the exit from the base below is destroyed because of its awakening? There are too many uncertainties, you and I are not the creators, we don't have the power to save an oracle with ruined wings, and the most important thing on our hands is to get out of here." ”

Lolo nodded in a daze, but Sether didn't feel like she was really convinced by him. He suddenly felt a wave of disgust, not strong, but palpable. He himself found it strange.

Obviously, this is an innocent and extremely beautiful girl, she likes him so much, and she helps him, but as soon as Seser sees her amorous appearance, he feels that there is a nest of fire, and there is a strange attraction in this nest of fire.

He had never had such strange feelings for any woman except for the hidden eyebrows, but Luo Luo definitely gave him the opposite feeling of hers. For the hidden eyebrows, he was in a strong love-hate love, and a desire that could not be refused, but for this strange fifteen-year-old girl, on the one hand, he looked down on him as much as a lion hated a sparrow, and on the other hand, he was attracted like a fire that hated the cold wind.

Is there something wrong with him or is there something wrong with this woman? Or is it because this Isis tunnel is too dark and evil, bringing these subtle negative effects?

Sether couldn't get a definite answer for a while, so he could only keep these doubts in his heart for the time being, and simply told Lolo, "Don't touch the statue again, don't touch the wordsβ€”in short, you just stay away from it." ”

Luo Luo nodded, and immediately took a few steps back very meekly, with his hands behind his back, and looked at him shyly with those beautiful big purple eyes, like a schoolboy waiting for a compliment.

The two men were silent for a long time, just sitting quietly in front of the statue, and Sether felt that he might be able to comprehend the pronunciation of the white font if he prayed silently in his heart or pondered it. But after a while, he was at a stalemate again, which made him so irritable that he had to take several sips of the wine in the golden jug of Lolo before he felt better.

"Do you believe in dreams?" Lolo had been looking at his flawless side face in fascination, but suddenly a sentence came out of nowhere.

"It depends. Sesher thought of the hidden eyebrows again.

"I had some strange dreams a long time ago," Lolo recalled, "and they were strange and unbelievable. The only thing that remains unchanged is that there is a very beautiful woman in my dreams, so beautiful that it is incredibly beautiful, but I can't see her face clearly. ”

"If you can't see her face clearly, how do you know that she is incredibly beautiful?"

"That feeling in a dream, so I'm pretty sure. It wasn't until recently that I finally dreamed of what she would look like when she took off her mask. ”

"What does it look like?"

"When I woke up, I forgot about it, but in my dream, I cried with excitement when I saw her for what she was. ”

"Maybe it's ugly crying?"

"No, no, no! It's really beautiful, it's beautiful, if I really see her, I can recognize her at first sight, and I will never be mistaken. ”

"Maybe this person is a relative or friend you've never met. Didn't you say you were an orphan?"

"Maybe. But I don't think she's my relative. ”

So Luo Luo began to babble about these strange dreams he had had, describing the bits and pieces of the beautiful woman in the dream, Sether listened in a daze, maybe it was the effect of the spirits, maybe Luo Luo's voice was too much like a lullaby, maybe he was really too tired, in short, he felt a pleasant warmth in his body, from the center of his feet to the top of his head, as if he fell into a soft white cloud, and finally he fell asleep on Luo Luo's lap.

Sether later recalled that he had dreamed of something boring and disjointed, until he heard a strange intonation, and the language was like a wind, sounding like a smile and a cry, both powerful and extremely weak. He was not unfamiliar with the language, in fact he had heard it many times.

Sether suddenly woke up from her dream, only to find that Lolo had run to the front of the pedestal at some point, staring straight at the red lettering, the language that had just come out of her mouth.

"What the hell have you done?!" Sether roared, and she shuddered with terror all over her body, and turned her head to glare at him in horror.

"I'm just, just ......" Luo Luo was at a loss, his face pale.

"You idiot!" Sether was furious, "I want to kill you with a knife!"

He tried to draw his sword, but at that moment the statue made a violent sound like a thousand chains being pulled, and then a long, deep sigh of anguish echoed through the hall.