In ancient times, the world of Faerûn was called the "Age of Thunder". Lizardmen, amphibious monsters, and bird creatures ruled the sky, the earth, and the ocean. Later, due to drastic changes in climate, these species weakened and perished, and never rose again.
Civilization entered a state of ignorance, and dragons, giants, elves, dwarves, and goblins began to establish their own kingdoms. This is a history preserved in the memory of the elven royal family, and currently only a few words remain.
High Elf Language is used to record these histories. It is said that it was created by the gods and taught to the early ancient elves. Every syllable and every word in it corresponds to a powerful force and is used to accurately describe the laws of the world.
Zhou Qingfeng didn't know these backgrounds at all, nor did he know the true meaning of High Elvish. He only excitedly asked Xili to teach him quickly and help decipher the arcane runes extracted from the werewolf's body.
"Idiot master, you can't learn High Elvish."
"Why? Isn't it just a language?"
"High Elf Language is the ability to connect with the soul. It can directly communicate with the magic network to gain power. It is impossible for ordinary humans to learn it. If you want to master this language, you must first become a great arcanist and then transform your soul.
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It sounds very troublesome.
Zhou Qingfeng felt helpless. His goal was to build a hydrogen bomb, but in the end, let alone nuclear physics, he didn’t even get into ordinary high school physics. It was just a beautiful vision. Because of his ignorance, he didn’t know how many possibilities there were.
Disaster!
"Now I want to analyze the arcane runes extracted from the werewolf's body. Do you have any good suggestions?" Zhou Qingfeng had no choice but to throw his problem to Xili.
Hilly was silent for a while and replied: "Poor master, I advise you to give up this idea. You are trying to touch the realm of God."
"Say something useful." Zhou Qingfeng was unhappy, "I believe everything is knowable and I hate mysticism."
Cyric roared and interjected, "Boy, I finally understand. You are not an unbeliever at all. You are ten thousand times more hateful than an unbeliever. Your thoughts are too dangerous and are a typical blasphemy."
Hilly remained silent for a long time, and then answered after a long time: "Well, I am an elf who has lost everything. The gods no longer care about me, and the glory and dignity have long left me. Master, I obey your orders. But I
Can’t help much.”
In the quiet underground summoning room, Zhou Qingfeng fell silent in the eyes of the necromancer after a few words of conversation. But in Zhou Qingfeng's information network, Xili was doing her best to interpret the runes coming from the link.
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Based on the high elven language, Healy described the meaning of the arcane runes in common language. This kind of translation was like a translation. It always stumbled at the beginning, and it was difficult to find accurate words to describe it.
Zhou Qingfeng is very accustomed to this, because in the real world where he lives, the rapid development of science and technology and society will always bring about some things that did not exist in the past, and new vocabulary must be used to describe them. In this regard, Chinese thinking has a natural
Advantages.
In order to describe the arcane runes, Sophia mobilized the basic knowledge disclosed by the Necromancer and created a lot of new words with Zhou Qingfeng. This kind of translation work is quite boring, but once you get involved, it is addictive.
A person who does not understand the power of arcana and laws at all will not be constrained by existing knowledge. The information network provides an efficient platform for continuous trial and error. Zhou Qingfeng can explain the operating rules of the sword and magic world from a new perspective
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As time ticks by, rune analysis continues to encounter difficulties. Countless difficult and difficult problems arise, each of which is enough for a person to study for a lifetime.
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. There were ways forward everywhere under his feet, but every few steps he found a dead end.
The young man could only reach out and touch, groping through the treasure house inch by inch. If he touched something, he would just forget it. If he couldn't touch it, he could only forget it. He continued to touch it for an unknown amount of time, and the arcane runes tightly combined in front of him were constantly decomposing.
But he himself suddenly felt physically and mentally haggard, as if he was about to die.
Zhou Qingfeng's mind withdrew from the information network. He opened his eyes, but found that he could not see anything. He felt his body being gently held by someone, and slowly placed on the ground to lie down. So he asked:
"What happened?"
When the young man opened his mouth, his voice was extremely hoarse. His throat even hurt from the sound, and his body felt like it was running out of oil, and he couldn't even lift his fingers. He smelled the scent of the Orchid, and felt a little at ease, knowing who was holding him.
Catching myself.
"You idiot, do you know what you have done?" Inisa's voice sounded at the right time, her tone full of reproach and endless tenderness, "Drink some water first, and I will feed you something to eat. Then rest peacefully.
, I will accompany you."
Warm water flowed into the mouth, followed by the pulpy meat porridge.
Zhou Qingfeng took a few mouthfuls, and fell into a deep sleep due to extreme exhaustion. After an unknown amount of time, when he woke up again, he still couldn't see, but he could feel the situation around him.
The boy was still lying in the underground summoning chamber of the Necromancer, with a thick blanket underneath him. The beautiful female knight was sitting next to him, lying on the chair as if she was too tired.
Around them, two groups of Necromancers and Plague Priests were present. However, their attention was all fixed on the sky in the summoning room. There seemed to be a lot of stars on the ceiling, but upon closer inspection, they were decomposed arcane runes.
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"Brother Victor, you finally woke up." Sophia's voice sounded in my mind.
"What happened?" Zhou Qingfeng had a strange feeling. He had forgotten how he came here these days.
"Sister Xili explained the meaning of the runes in High Elf language, which provides us with a key to understanding the power of the law. But this kind of analysis consumes your body greatly, and is even a kind of destruction. I am trying to tell you to stop.
Next, but you completely ignored me.
I had to consume your soul crystals and life glue, including high-grade green crystals and green glue, just to keep your body functioning. But the longer I analyzed, the greater the consumption, and you couldn't hold it anymore. I terminated it forcefully.
Your eyesight makes you sleepy."
The soul crystals and life glue obtained from the thirty-six garbage have been almost used up?
This consumes too much!
Zhou Qingfeng blinked his eyes, his eye sockets were extremely dry, and his eyesight seemed to have deteriorated to the state of a blind man. He stood up gently, immediately alarming Inisha beside him. The female knight reached out to help him up, and asked with concern: "Don't be too embarrassed."
Use force, you are weak."
The warm water entered the mouth again, and his eyesight gradually recovered, allowing Zhou Qingfeng to see his surroundings clearly. He thanked Inisa first, then looked around, and finally looked up at the ceiling of the summoning room - the ultimate joy filled his heart for many days.
The hard work is not in vain.
Everything is worth it.
The arcane runes extracted from the werewolf's body were broken down into a large number of independent symbols. These symbols were like ancient characters that no one could understand. They were mysterious and profound, and were attracting wizards and priests to copy them desperately. They subconsciously understood...
...
This is a good opportunity to see the power of law.
"No..., your copying like this is completely in vain." Zhou Qingfeng laughed loudly, startling everyone.
The boy waved it casually, and the runes in mid-air changed accordingly. "There are countless permutations and combinations of these runes, but most of them are meaningless. A few are meaningful, but the effects are complicated. Now let me tell you what kind of runes they are."