Within the magic circle, the silent chanting is like a call, stirring people's souls.
Nearly transparent phantoms emerged from the blades of grass. A few of them were in human form. There was not much difference in body shape. The only difference was in their clothing. There were magicians, wandering warriors, scholars, coolies, and bards.
Poets come in all shapes and sizes, high and low. Although these phantoms become as tall as a crow as soon as they leave the top of the grass, Fischette can tell the real message from the proportions of their bodies - the short ones are less than half a finger, and the tall ones are higher than the mountain peaks.
Most of the phantoms were in human form, including mammoths with majestic bodies, rice insects as thin as dust, crystal clear water droplets, and plain stones... Fichet watched helplessly as a ball floated beside him.
There are strange transparent plants and a cluster of blue flames. They make various postures and express various expressions, just like creatures that only appear in dreams. They are absurd but make sense.
These normal or weird phantoms all flew towards the crow, formed a circle around him, and then integrated into his body in an orderly manner. Then, the crow seemed to become a refining and transforming device, brilliant
Points of light overflowed from his body and flew to various parts of the magic circle, spreading light and harvesting energy along the way.
After completing a clockwise cycle and absorbing enough energy, these light spots became larger and larger, and finally exploded with a "pop" sound, turning into three-dimensional characters.
The sky full of characters flashed back to the crow and began to form dazzling combinations. With Fischette's understanding, he saw that the characters started from basic vocabulary and finally merged into golden sentences.
Every time a string of characters was generated, there was a faint sound of thunder from the zenith, and endless majesty gathered over it, making Fichet feel the power and vastness of the "rules", and at the same time he felt his own insignificance and ignorance. He
He didn't like this feeling in his heart, but he couldn't make this solemn and heavy feeling lighter like Cohen with a single word.
"So many golden hairtails!" He even thought of this most Cohen-style tease, but couldn't say it.
The light and shadow covering the crow's face began to separate, sliding and unfolding piece by piece like the pages of a book, and the golden characters spiraled down - the moment the characters were engraved into the pages, seven-colored lights flashed violently, and the halo exploded,
It's like fireworks of celebration, and it's like a passionate oath.
Then, the "full" pages were turned over, revealing the blank space below. Among the wandering strings of words, one or several would always land on the blank page at the right time. The thunder above the head continued to sound, and the light of the magic circle flashed continuously.
.The book of light and shadow, which was originally a thin piece, soon became as thick as a dictionary.
In Fichet's eyes, the crow's momentum and majesty have become more and more powerful.
Although the process of condensing characters and light pages into a book is complicated, it does not take much time, and can even be said to be very fast - the time that a mortal can accurately grasp is only a "moment", and the crow, he can obviously divide a "moment" into millions
You must have keen eyesight and a suitable angle to see everything clearly, so the only lucky person who can witness the birth of this thing is Fichet.
"Is this a weapon from the source of life?" Fichet couldn't help but ask, "A book?"
"You are wrong, the source of life does not require weapons." Crow replied indifferently, "This is not a book, it is a code."
"Code..." Fichet watched the last string of characters descend and engraved them deeply.
"This is the code of all worlds." Even when describing such an important thing, Crow's tone did not change. "There are thousands of clauses in it that neither create nor bestow, only judgment and punishment."
"One source of life, judging and punishing another source of life?" Fichet is a little confused. Can the crow judge and punish the mother goddess with its own ability? Two people of equal strength can't just roll in the mud and fight.
Finished? Is this trick useful?
"Of course it's not just me. I've already said that it's meaningless to name me. With your skeptical attitude, haven't you ever thought about the origin of the name Source of Life?" Crow explained calmly and focused, "The name Source of Life,
It was a name given to her by a being with considerable intelligence - before that, life may not have existed in this world."
"Is it...?" Fichet's eyes were full of shock, "Then you are now?"
"What I want to do is naturally what she fears most." Crow's tone was very calm, "Summon the true ancient will!"
Crow raised his hand, and seven-color light threads of different lengths flowed down from his fingertips, forming various simple patterns, which looked like simple decorative patterns or another kind of strange magic inscription...
In an instant, these patterns were engraved with the characters and attached to the front cover, back cover, back cover and every page number.
Those patterns are like the extension and development of the meaning of the characters, giving people a sense of interdependence and seamless cooperation.
Amidst the melodious and clear sound, the misty light and shadow on the code converged, and its true appearance gradually emerged. Overall, this code gives people an unusually simple feeling, which is both rough and bold, yet rigorous and solemn.
The thick cover is made of metal, with subtle colorful dark lines. On the smooth surface, a set of oval relief patterns are raised. Simple lines closely surround the horizontal text in the center. The luster is between minerals and plants.
It keeps flowing, and there seems to be whispers escaping from these strange pictures and texts.
Fichet carefully distinguished it and felt that the voice was not chanting or praising, but rather similar to the questioning and discussion of a grand jury - that was a new scene in the Parliament of the Nobles of the Sbia Alliance.
The light and shadow continued to converge, revealing the material inside the code. The pages had the advantages of both paper and monster skin, and looked thin and tough. They turned over under the fingers of the crow, like an army being inspected passing through the viewing platform.
.And the words engraved on it are very varied, and can even be described as unbelievable.
To put it simply, there are only two categories. One kind is unknown to Fichet. Among them are the smart ones, the graceful ones, the subtle ones, the simple ones, the arrogant ones, and even the ones like vines, stones, spider silk, clouds, and liquid droplets.
, a strange shape like a flame.
It was not until the end that Fichet saw dozens of scripts that he could recognize, which not only covered all the contemporary scripts that a competent prince would need to learn, but also included secret alien scripts and ancient scripts that had long been annihilated. After understanding
A person needs not only power but also opportunity, such as having a powerful intelligence agency under his command, or having an adventure with a bastard.
But even if he is so powerful, Fichet is no match for the crow, and the endless words are perfectly controlled by him.
Human characters appear on the code, and Fischette probably knows what this means. But what about the indecipherable characters? And what about those weird symbols that are so simple and crude that they can’t even be described as characters? Could this also indicate that not only the Bis continent?
Intelligent races have been incorporated into Crow's vision and heart, and even those creatures that only have thinking but no civilization, and even creatures without thinking, have been integrated into the rules of the code?
How did they get involved with Crow? Crow, what exactly does his mission cover?
If the answer is really like this, then the code is really worthy of the name of the world. But before, the crow and the mother goddess were about the same, or even a little weaker. Can this thing alone cope with the situation in front of it?
When Fichet had questions, the page had already been turned to the end, the crow's fingers retracted, and the codex closed with a "snap".
Neither the crow's "face" nor the crow's "eyes" could be seen, but Fichet could feel his subtle relaxation from the resonance of the magic circle. It was clearly a kind of relaxation after having just completed a grand mission.
Could it be that, under the eyes of the Mother Goddess, he forged a weapon for himself on the spot that fit his identity... and was not a weapon?
Crow stretched out his left hand flat to hold the Code of All Worlds, and his right hand covered the cover of the Code. From the fit between his fingers and the embossed pattern on the cover, it could be seen that the Code was tailor-made for him. His eyes once again enveloped his mother.
God, but this time, there is something more in Crow's eyes. It can also be said that the pressure of the code has been integrated into his eyes.
No matter what, Crow's entire temperament has changed since possessing this Code of Worlds. Compared with when he first appeared, although he is less sharp now, his determination is much stronger. If I use a word
To describe it, it is uprightness! If you say one more word, it is unparalleled uprightness!
In the eternal element array opposite, the music was playing melodiously.
The hymn to life that once filled the sky above the city sounded again, and the creatures surrounding the Mother Goddess sang in unison. The Mother Goddess's glory became even more brilliant, even surpassing that of the crow.
Amid the wonderful lights and the majestic singing, a low-key but not-to-be-ignored flower crown appeared above her head.
The corolla is made of emerald green branches and leaves, with seven small flowers distributed among them. The slender petals are trembling slightly, and occasionally they shine with a dazzling light.
The injured Fichet couldn't see the corolla, but he could see the outward aura. In his eyes, the aura of the Mother Goddess contained the pride of creation and was full of feminine tenderness, but it was obviously not meant to compete with others.
Weapons... He was very curious, curious about the crow's attack, and curious about the mother goddess's counterattack.
Fichet dare not say who is more powerful, the Mother Goddess or the Crow, but on the surface, the Mother Goddess's situation seems to be worse. Although the enclave floating in the sky is full of joy and vitality, vegetation, birds, animals and even life
The original body of the source all joined the chanting sequence - but the kneeling returnees did not join in the praise of life. Their attitude speaks volumes.
Because this hymn to life, full of glory and compassion, is actually the greatest accumulation of energy by the Mother Goddess. When the hymn sounds, all the creatures that the Mother Goddess can call and acknowledge receiving her favor will ignore the general rules and fly away from the continent and gather together.
beside her.
These creatures will obey her orders and can become her minions. The most important thing is that they do not have the doubts and confusion of the returnees.
The loyal returners have indeed been surrounded by these two emotions.
Two sources of life, this is the doubt of the returners; the code of the worlds born in front of them makes the returners begin to be confused - even if they are thousands of miles away, they can still feel the majesty and inviolability of the code, and they can still feel the code
The strong pressure it brings! No one can guess the inner nature of this power. It only shows a cold face, ruthless and harsh.
If they were still skeptical about the birth of the crow before, then after the birth of the Code, they lost all the courage to even look up at the crow. And a fact that cannot be ignored is that the Mother Goddess cannot stand in the face of such pressure.
protect them.
Could it be that the source of this pressure is higher than the rules set by the Mother Goddess?
"No matter what kind of force, there is no way to stop the birth of the codes of the world. No matter what kind of force, there is no way to stop my mission." Crow said indifferently, "My mission is to judge."
He was still the same, his tone did not fluctuate, and his short sentences made people breathless. But between the sea and the sky, the crow's words led to a shocking and strange scene - in the shocking thunder, an extremely huge
Lightning emerged, and the bright electric light extended rapidly in the sky above our heads. In an instant, they were connected end to end, forming a huge thunder and lightning ring.
Then, the crow let out a long roar, and the thunder and lightning ring, which was so big that it covered the two eternal elemental arrays, suddenly downwards.
Although the lightning was all gone, and although there was no sound in the sky, Fichet clearly felt that the space was split, and a huge circular crack was hanging above his head, with countless cloud-like things spilling out of the crack.
Come and take a closer look, he found that it was a translucent air mass similar to the incarnation of a crow, and each air mass was filled with scenery from a strange world.
It is real, just like the scene observed by the magic eye; it is illusory, like the vague and ethereal mirage. Overlapping, it is like the worlds of countless eras merge into one at this time!
Is this the ancient will that the crow said? Is it a life that existed before the birth of the source of life? But how can the newly born crow summon them?
When the cloud image became clearer, countless creatures appeared inside. Although the shapes were different, they were generally in the framework of the creatures in the Bis world. There were many numbers and types, but with extraordinary meticulousness
, Fichet can always find a similar one among the phantoms that spilled out of the grass before - it looks like they are the crow's foreign aid!
The similarity in form explained Fichet's doubts. The crow must have used its own incarnation as a guide to bring the ancient will to this place through time and space. On second thought, in a passive environment where false gods and demons catalyze themselves, there is no way to interact with the ancient will.
When I got in touch, Crow was really hardworking.
At this time, these creatures stood quietly in their respective images, quietly watching the Mother Goddess. Billions of all kinds of eyes were projected from the long-annihilated time and space. The Mother Goddess in the focus must be very uncomfortable.
.
"In the name of the laws of the world." Crow declared again, "My mission is to judge."
What Fichet heard was the sound coming from the crow's mouth. Once they left this extremely small area, what other creatures heard was the sound transformed through the codes of the worlds - in the sealed code, those words were trembling and shining, countless
Several languages are being translated simultaneously, and countless thoughts are flashing around.
With the eternal elemental array as the center, these words and ideas spread out into huge ripples, and were finally accepted and understood by the corresponding types of creatures. Not only did they resonate with the creatures in the Bis world, but even the creatures in the illusory images also
Echoing each other from afar, the pressure rising from the void is tightly surrounding the magic circle where the Mother Goddess is.
With a flash of inspiration, Fichet finally understood why the crow was so indifferent and spoke so strangely. In order for many creatures to understand what he said, the original sentence of the crow must be as simple as possible. He must clearly understand "you" and "I"
"There are not many creatures with this kind of special vocabulary.
After the thunderous words and the lightning-like thoughts dissipated, the Mother Goddess finally took action. She smiled slightly, turning a blind eye to the overwhelming pressure, and made a "please do as you please" gesture.
"I already know your mission." Mother Goddess asked softly, "And how much do you know about my mission?"
In fact, it is not so troublesome for the two sources of life to communicate. They speak to make other creatures understand. Although Fichet does not know what they are fighting for, he can tell from this scene that a new round of confrontation has begun.
start.
"The codes of all worlds are in my hands, and your actions are subject to my judgment." The Crow calmly responded to the Mother Goddess, "I am in charge of judgment, not praise, and I do not need to know your mission."
This is easy to understand, just kill them and not bury them! During the trial, secular judges will only tell prisoners what they cannot do, but will not tell them what they should do.
"My mission is to create." The Mother Goddess raised her face slightly, facing the light and shadow on the crow's face in a gentle and generous manner, "You were born by my hand, but now you want to judge my mission
?”
Naturally, the Mother Goddess began to deny the crow's judgment ability. In fact, the first reaction of any intelligent creature would be the same: You judge me? You are my seed! Why?
"I was born in your hands, not because of your will, but because this way is easier for living beings to accept." Regarding the Mother Goddess's question, the crow did not show any harshness or sharpness, "The things you hold tightly in your hands are not only creations, but also creations.
Lost and destroyed. I have had thousands of incarnations, personally experienced countless lives, and tasted the bitter fruits you sow..."
"So today, under the witness of the first and highest ancient will." The light and shadow on the crow's face condensed, reflecting the cold light, and the voice was sonorous, "I will judge you with the sorrow, blood and tears of all things, and I will judge you with the thirst and desire of living creatures.
You!"
In the illusory images that filled the sky, the creatures that emerged screamed in unison, and the gathered pressure rushed towards the Mother Goddess with great force. Even though there was a hymn of life song pressing down on the formation, she was still pushed back by this invisible and qualitative energy.
One step. A large part of the crow's power belongs to the ancient will. After this energy was added through the codes of the worlds, it has formed a strong oppression on the mother goddess.
It can even be said that the current situation is not the crow versus the Mother Goddess, but the crows working together with the ancient will to deal with the Mother Goddess. In the face of this kind of energy, false gods, demons, and the four gods are not enough.
The only person in the field who was not involved was Fichet. At this time, his eyes flashed with a strange light, but this was not because all the colors on the side of the Mother Goddess were dim, but because of the words of the crow. His words revealed a
The key information is the origin of these image clouds in the sky - the first is also the highest! (To be continued)