According to Karl's subjective feeling, at least more than an hour passed before the god raised his head again.
"Tsk..."
Seriel straightened up from the ground, shook her head with a bad look on her face, and smacked her lips in an uncivilized manner.
Seeing Seriel's appearance, Karl also walked over and immediately asked:
"Why, is the situation very bad?"
"It's not that the situation is bad, it's that this magic circle has a big problem."
Frowning her eyebrows, Ceryl began to tell Karl about the findings of her research.
First, pointing to the simple symbol on the edge of the magic circle, Cyril said:
"This is the rune that the guys in Northern Europe are more accustomed to using. It has a very powerful power in itself."
Immediately afterwards, Ceryl pointed to these words and counted them one by one:
",,..."
"These gadgets form a creator-level encryption code and imply certain rules. Simply put, it is a simple magic codebook."
After finishing speaking, Cyril continued to look at the seven-pointed star in the center.
"Around this seven-pointed star, the six positions symbolizing wind, fire, water, earth, light, and darkness are all painted with Solomon's demon sigil, which is equivalent to actively destroying the gentleness and mystery of this fairy star.
Convert it directly into the devil's contract formation."
"Originally, this was fine, but in the last corner, which symbolizes people and the caster himself, he actually drew something Egyptian!"
Hearing the dissatisfaction and surprise in Ceryl's tone, Karl immediately looked over.
At the last position of the seven-pointed star is a pattern that is different from the other six patterns. This is a picture of a guy with a bird's head and a body standing on a boat, holding a tin staff in his hand. It is indeed a typical Egyptian mythology.
Something that will only appear.
At the same time, Seliel’s explanation continued:
"In the earliest Egyptian mythology, everything in the world was summoned by Ra."
"And this pattern just symbolizes Ra summoning all things in the world, and represents the power of the Creator God to create the world."
"The devil's contract and the creation of the world by the Creator are completely incompatible. They are not fundamentally necessary conditions for the formation of a magic circle!"
The God of Creation and the Demon...
Listening to Ceryl's eloquent narration, Karl also felt a little bit of her pain in his heart. After all, he now knew a little bit about mysticism.
This thing is different from the ravings of some crazy people. In formal Western occultism, the symbols that symbolize gods and demons are fundamentally binary opposites, and there is no possibility of peaceful coexistence at all.
Assuming that a normal human mage is asked to design a magic circle, there are only two possible results by applying these two elements at the same time.
First, there was no reaction at all, and the magic circle was fundamentally invalid; second, the magic circle exploded directly, sending this guy who had simultaneously blasphemed the gods and disgusted the devil to ascend to heaven.
But what they see now is indeed a normally functioning magic circle. The creator of this thing directly violated the iron rules of the mysterious side and successfully created something where gods and demons work together.
Seeing that Karl was also lost in thought, Cyril interrupted his thoughts directly:
"Karl, stop thinking nonsense."
"Even I can barely discern the clues about this thing, so don't try to show off what you have."
While expressing contempt for Karl's knowledge reserve, Seliel broke off a branch from the bushes beside her.
"The opposition between the two is actually just an appearance. There is a layer of metaphor hidden in the patterns of the six demons."
"Starting from Vasak, Baimon, Malbas, Seleos, Asmod until the last Fule."
While explaining, Seliel also started writing on the ground:
"According to the legends of these guys, he used the Tai Chi theory in Chinese Taoism to make the devil resonate with the legend of the Creator, and then even hid a message in the magic circle."
"According to the translation rules given by the runes just now, I finally deciphered this message."
As Cyril's words fell to the ground, her writing on the ground was also completed.
Looking at the words that appeared on the ground, Karl immediately read them out:
"n48e9?"
"That's right, it's n48e9."
Nodding towards Karl with certainty, Cyril continued:
"Putting aside the effects of this magic circle, I'm pretty sure this is the real message it wants to express."
"How about it? Can you see anything?"
n48e9......
Karl silently recited this combination of numbers and letters in his mind, and searched through his memory. He could not recall anything related to this thing, even including his experiences before traveling and in the dream world.
So he shook his head regretfully, and Karl said helplessly:
"I can't think of anything related to it, and neither can you?"
"If I knew what it meant, I wouldn't have asked you."
Likewise, Cyril admitted her own powerlessness:
"No matter what the abbreviation of a god or the reference to a ritual, it has nothing to do with this thing. I really can't find out the true meaning of this string of things."
After finishing speaking, Cyril looked at Green who was aside.
At this time, Green had no idea what the man and woman in front of him were talking about. They were both demons and gods.
As a guy who was an ordinary civilian a few days ago, Green's knowledge of mythology or mystery is limited to the God in the Bible, except for what he learned from his extraordinary companions in the past two days.
Looking at this confused human boy, Cyril said;
"Hey, little guy."
"What's your impression of this thing?"
"ha?"
Upon hearing Cyril's question, Green showed a dumbfounded expression as expected.
"What are you talking about, what impression?"
"Tsk."
She smacked her lips in dissatisfaction, walked up to Green, and said word by word with clear pronunciation:
"n48e9"
"What impression do you have of this letter-and-number message?"
Listening to Cyril's inquiry, Green immediately frowned and started thinking.
Just a few minutes later, the man who took the initiative to recognize the master of the magic circle shook his head helplessly:
"I'm sorry, I don't know."
"..."
"Karl, what should I do?"
Cyril, who was also at a loss what to do, looked at Karl. They seemed to be at an impasse again.
Even Green had no clues, and it seemed like they really had nothing to do.
However, at this moment, Carl discovered that there was an ant crawling over on the ground where Cyril had just written the password.
Because of Seriel's handwriting, this guy hesitated and stopped at the position between n and 4.
"!"
This sudden change triggered Carl's association.
Looking at Cyril in front of him, he said seriously: