In ancient times, there were no intelligent creatures, nor were there any beliefs or gods. In that era, power was in a state of chaos. All creatures relied on their talents in the process of continuous evolution. Different talents competed with each other.
In ancient times, the first winners in the competition appeared. Unsurprisingly, they all evolved high intelligence, and began to form races and groups, with the earliest languages and division of labor.
Language is a reflection of wisdom and power. However, the language in ancient times was very crude and had poor expressive power. It must continue to evolve in order to adapt to more complex social structures and describe an increasingly colorful world.
In this evolution, totems, beliefs, gods, and other metaphysical things gradually appeared. Creatures and civilizations that could not adapt to these evolutions were naturally eliminated, including their languages.
Zhou Qingfeng stood in the library of the 'Gate of True Knowledge'. A parchment scroll was slowly opened in front of him. Lines of text appeared faintly. This was the result of Sophia's compilation, answering his doubts about ancient languages and characters.
"Although the ancient writings are crude, they reflect the most primitive chaotic state of power. As civilization becomes more and more developed and chaos turns into order, it becomes difficult for various intelligent creatures to understand the nature of power.
For example, the magic network does not exist naturally. Ancient creatures directly control the magic power through their talents. Although this is difficult, the magic power belongs to the user himself.
When the goddess of magic was born with the help of faith, she shaped the magic net to restrain the disordered magic power and make it convenient for all intelligent creatures to use. However, with the help of the magic net to cast spells, it is difficult to understand the nature of magic.
Ordinary wizards can master nine-level arcane spells at most, and legendary wizards must be approved by the goddess of magic before they can use tenth-level arcane spells. But real magic is far beyond level ten. The same goes for magic power, and so does power."
The more Sofia sorted out, the more interested she became. For example, the ancient evil words were sacrificial words used to maintain the rule of the ethnic group, strengthen the leader's status, and frighten rebels.
Primitive sacrificial rituals often executed enemy prisoners of war or their own rebels, which indispensable methods such as 'death', 'flesh and blood', 'killing' and 'torture'. 'Evil Words' was developed to record the various horrific methods of primitive sacrificial rituals.
"I have always had a guess that the evil insect Kaivos was originally a shaman of a certain worm race in ancient times. There are a large number of manuscripts and books stored in the underground secret room of the Supervisory Office. I can basically confirm that my guess is correct." Sophia said proudly.
The library of the 'Gate of True Knowledge' once again expanded in size, providing more and richer books. Hundreds of liberated souls were floating among the books, and the haze was gone, but they could be heard playing happily.
The first floor of the Evil Insect Secret Room is a study room, while the second floor is more open. Stepping inside, there is a stone arched altar. The altar is engraved with a large number of patterns of ancient evil words, and faintly exudes obscure energy fluctuations.
Huh..., this doesn't look like a good thing.
Sophia explored this thing and muttered: "This is an unfinished summoning altar, it should be specially prepared for evil insects.
This guy Caworth is really unwilling to give up. He has been in the abyss for more than 20,000 years, and he still wants to return to the main material world. But he also doesn’t think that if he comes back, the gods will definitely beat him to death. Let’s dismantle this thing.
There’s no use keeping it.”
This kind of altar is indeed a scourge. Zhou Qingfeng drew out the 'Destroying Evil' and was about to take action. But the altar seemed to feel the danger. The arch in the middle lit up with a dark green spot and kept rotating.
A voice came from the arch, "Foolish human, you are provoking. You killed my priest, the great Caius will remember you."
Villains always die from too much nonsense.
Without waiting for the voice in the altar to finish speaking, Zhou Qingfeng slashed out several rays of sword light. The stone altar exploded into large amounts of debris during the continuous attacks, and the arch engraved with evil runes was soon severely damaged.
But the rotating light spot in the center of the arch had no effect, and the inexplicable voice even laughed coldly...
"Ignorance, really foolish. You humans are just talking meat, no wonder you will become slaves of the gods. The great Caius has enough time to wait. You will eventually know that everything is in vain, and destruction is the end."
Before he finished speaking, the dark green rotating light spot accelerated.
Zhou Qingfeng, who was swinging the sword, encountered great resistance, as if he was swinging in water. The air was like gel, restraining his movements until he could no longer move. A great fear struck his heart, when he thought he was going to die again...
..
An arm with a cold fragrance was placed on Zhou Qingfeng's shoulder. The arm was wearing black lace gloves, painted with stars in the night sky. A soft laugh came from behind him, and the original darkness enveloped the second floor of the secret room. Time
As if stagnant.
But Zhou Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief and was sweating profusely. He wanted to turn his head, but the laughter behind him stopped him: "Victor Hugo, restore your memory."
A series of images were reopened, and Zhou Qingfeng's breath tightened again. The blocked memory in the Temple of Life in Silver Leaf City was reopened, and he immediately knew who was behind him?
The dark green light spot was still spinning, and the power of the evil insect Caworth was cut off. Its distorted tone became more and more weird, "Sha'er, the goddess of the night, the ubiquitous hidden daughter, the respected Lady of Lost, all of this is your plan
of?
If what this kid did was arranged by you, then I did not lose unjustly. But why did you come against me? I never disturbed your sleep in the abyss."
"It's just boring." He waved his lace-gloved palm lightly and shouted at the dark green spot: "You disgusting worm, you can get out of here."
The dark green light spot was scattered with a palm and disappeared completely.
Zhou Qingfeng was really relieved, but he thought about it and said respectfully to the hidden daughter behind him: "Dear Miss Lost, thank you for saving me."
What suddenly appeared was a goddess, that is, Shar, the goddess of the night who issued a mission to Zhou Qingfeng and asked him to come to Cold Wind City. This powerful divine being was born in the original darkness, indifferent and nihilistic.
"Victor Hugo, you did a pretty good job." Shar complimented, "I like your series of plans. You dismantled the enemy's power step by step and watched your opponent fall into the trap you set.
But that doesn’t wow me.”
Sha'er is cold and proud, and can never be truly pleased. She is darkness, forgetfulness, loss, and secrets. She cannot be as happy as Angelis. Everything Zhou Qingfeng does is reasonable to her.
As it should be.
"I like hidden secrets, unknown transactions, deception and cunning. I have to say, you do have this talent." Shar sighed, "Forget it, I'll let you pass."
With a tap of the goddess's finger, Zhou Qingfeng's level immediately jumped to five levels. Every fifth level is a threshold, his soul changes from gray to red, and his complex abilities are improved again.
Shar had no intention of chatting. She was always lonely and lonely. She appeared as if she had completed her mission and was about to return to the Kingdom of Shadows in the Kingdom of God.
Zhou Qingfeng sensed that the goddess was about to leave, and couldn't help but ask, "Dear Madam Lost, can I ask a question?"
Shar likes to control the unknown and secrets. The corners of her mouth finally curled up, and she easily guessed what Zhou Qingfeng wanted to ask, "You want to know why Caworth wants to collect information about the Imaskan civilization?"
"Yes."
"Oh..." The Secret Girl giggled, "This is a big secret. Unless you can defeat me one day, I won't tell you any answers. If you want to conquer me, you still need to