Lugia, my name of the elf

Storm Tower, before the Creation Tablet;

The seven sub-island leaders, including Alor, Ryan, and Gavin, were still standing respectfully aside. Since entering the storm inner tower, no one had been able to say a word;

After all, the gods may still be watching, so they dare not speak rashly, let alone act rashly. They even restrain their thoughts, for fear that the gods will blame them and be dissatisfied with their insincerity.

Therefore, the seven leaders could only stand quietly, slowly absorbing and understanding the many gains and extraordinary insights from this trip.

Boselin, who was at the front of the seven people, had a busy look on her face. She first thought about whether there were any key points in the god's oracle that she had not yet understood.

What's more important is that Boselin is silently reciting the entire oracle from the God of Storms.

Thinking and reciting, Celine, who was multitasking, unknowingly made her brain cells overloaded and running at high speed.

In order to prevent forgetting, she recited it repeatedly in her mind to deepen her memory.

Even though there was a lot of content and meaning in the theory of the Seven Days of Creation that left her dumbstruck, she couldn't understand it and had to memorize it by rote;

But fortunately, the oracle that the God of Storms sent down this time did not contain much content. This was where Boselin could breathe a sigh of relief.

At the moment, Boselin recited it many times. In order to continue to strengthen her memory, she planned to recite it again before the next oracle of the Storm God sounded;

"In the haze, in the chaos, in the disorder, after countless billions of years, suddenly, a voice appeared, breaking the eternal silence of the desolate world."

"...."

···

Storm Tower, one hundred floors;

"Well, haven't you discovered the secret yet?" Lugia looked down at Poselin who was trying to remember the Seven Days of Creation with a little disappointment.

Obviously, none of the eight people in front of the Creation Slate could discover Lugia's true intention.

The content of the Seven Days of Divine Creation is certainly important, but it is more of something that is left to future generations to think about and explore after the tribe's technology and culture have developed to a certain extent.

Now the Storm Tribe does not need to truly understand the theory of the Seven Days of Creation.

However, seeing Poselin's hard-working and solemn attitude, Lugia had nothing to say.

Again, in Lugia's opinion, this Celine is a natural candidate to be the high priest;

He understands things well, knows how to advance and retreat, and is very good at dealing with people.

Lugia was a little worried whether the next priest would do as well as this girl.

"Forget it, just let me remind you." Lugia planned not to test him again. After all, even people of faith as smart as Bosaline would find it difficult to discover the hidden meaning of the words on the stone slab and the words of his oracle just now. connect.

Immediately, Lugia's eyes once again shone with magical light, and his gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the material of the world and reach the source, until his majestic divine power acted on the creation stone.

After withstanding the divine power from the storm, what was originally just an ordinary super energy ore immediately possessed a mysterious and interesting little secret, or in other words, a small function for ordinary humans.

···

In front of the Creation Tablet;

Boselin began to recite silently again, but due to her high concentration, her eyes always fell lightly on the creation stone in front of her.

Perhaps it was Boseline's subconscious and unintentional act, or maybe it was the creation slate glowing with the soft light of rose quartz, which had always stirred Boseline's once-girlish heart;

No matter what it is, in short, Poseline’s eyes are always staring at the Creation Slate while reciting it repeatedly;

But the next moment, as Bosaline's recitation continued, she accidentally discovered a strange phenomenon.

That was when she recited the Seven Days of Creation, and in a trance, she seemed to see a light on the creation stone;

The strange shining light flashed by, and even more fleetingly disappeared.

"Well, what's going on?" Poselin, who was confused, immediately stopped reciting.

After she discovered that the Creation Slate was lighting up inexplicably, she immediately began to examine it carefully.

However, no matter how carefully she observes, no matter how much energy and time she invests;

She still found nothing. The Creation Slate was still intact, and the strange light from before did not appear again.

Everything was like an hallucination caused by Bosaline who was too tired.

"It's strange..." Poseline was secretly confused, but her expression was still pious and respectful, for fear that the gods would misunderstand that she was questioning something.

However, even if such a strange situation occurred, Boselin didn't have any fear in her heart.

After all, this is the place within the Storm God Tower where her Storm God is most likely to be located;

Now that the gods are watching her, how can she be in any danger?

Besides, if there is any accident or danger, Boselin will accept it and accept her fate.

If even the God of Storms cannot protect her in time, then Boselin believes that she will never be able to live in peace no matter where she is...

Afterwards, Poseline calmed down and continued to recite;

But this time, Poselin, who was already prepared, finally discovered the magic hidden in the Creation Slate.

The brief flash of light just now, at first, Boselin just thought it was an illusion caused by being overly sensitive;

But when she continued to recite the Seven Days of Creation, the Creation Slate magically lit up!

After discovering this secret, Poseline couldn't hold back her curiosity and began to dig deeper.

While listening to the creation of the gods for seven days, Bosaline repeatedly warned herself not to try to know the things of the gods. The price of lack of strength and offending the gods would be extremely miserable.

But it was indeed different now. This was the Storm Tower, and she was facing the extremely benevolent God of Storm. She thought that the God of Storm would not punish her for her curiosity.

In addition, Poseline also had a premonition;

Perhaps, this hidden magical phenomenon on the Creation Slate is the true intention of the Storm God.

That's right, Boselin has discovered the secret of the Creation Slate in front of her.

That is, every time she silently recited the Seven Days of Creation in her mind, every time she pronounced one or several specific syllables in her mind;

On the creation stone, there are actually mysterious characters corresponding to it, emitting a dazzling but not dazzling, bright but soft magical light.

"The storm is rising, what is going on?!"

"What happened, my God of Storms, did you send another oracle, but why didn't I hear it?"

"Strange, why does this mysterious slate light up? No, it's those mysterious characters that are glowing!"

"This slate actually shines on its own. Could it be that it is a thoughtful stone?!"

"...."

Behind Boselin, the seven sub-island leaders are naturally not blind. Such obvious light and magical changes cannot escape anyone's eyes.

However, all seven of them had expressions of surprise on their faces, not knowing what exactly happened.

But among them, Alor discovered Boselin who was at the front of the group. The high priest's body seemed to be shaking slightly;

But it looked like he was suppressing his excitement.

"Oh? What good thing happened? Could it be that the great God of Storm gave us, the people of Storm, something good again?" Alor also felt a little happy and thought to himself.

Like Poseline, Alor is also guessing in a positive direction;

After all, being in the Tower of Storm God, with all the gods watching, Alor couldn't think of any accidents or dangers that would happen to the high priest.

···

A few moments later, Poseline, who had understood the true will of the Storm God, no longer remained silent and spoke directly, reciting the Seven Days of Creation aloud;

"...."

At this time, the seven leaders who saw the high priest who was no longer silent, and who could not see the expression on his face, were all startled, stunned, and froze on the spot. They didn't know what happened to the high priest?

Shouldn’t speech be banned in the land of the gods?

Isn't speaking so loudly an offense to the gods?

Lord High Priest, what happened to her?

But then, on the Creation Slate, the illuminated characters and Bosaline's slow and rhythmic recitation echoed each other.

Finally, when they saw the magical connection between the slate and Bosaline's voice, everyone's expressions couldn't help but change, and they were shocked as if they had no future and had no experience of the world.

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Storm Tower, one hundred floors;

"Finally discovered it?" Lugia nodded, satisfied with Poselin's ability to discover the mystery so quickly.

Those words were compiled by Lugia with painstaking efforts and introduced into the Storm Tribe language.