Lugia, my name of the elf

Inside the Storm Tower, in front of the Creation Tablet;

"What movement?!"

"Why do I feel the tower is shaking?!"

"Well, there seems to be wind blowing. I wonder why there is wind inside the tower?"

"Could it be that there was an accident? But this is our holy land of storms, and the great gods are still watching. How could there be an invasion from a foreign enemy? Do you want to risk your life?"

"...."

Although the seven sub-island leaders in front of the Creation Stone remained silent, a look of surprise flashed across their eyes;

They couldn't help but look up and glanced up and down, left and right, and looked around. After confirming that everything was really safe, they felt relieved.

Bosaline, who was in front of the seven people, still had a serious and excited look on her face, and she was still reciting the content of the Seven Days of Creation;

Bosaline's calm and composed demeanor seemed to be completely unaware of the inexplicable vibrations in the tower.

But in fact, Boselin had already sensed it, but so what;

In her opinion, at this moment, the great God of Storms was watching and protecting them, and no accidents could happen.

Even if there really is a danger that even the gods cannot stop, wouldn't the worries and worries of ordinary mortals be as ridiculous and feeble as unfounded worries?

Therefore, Boselin, who wanted to understand everything, knew that the more important thing at the moment was to focus on the connection between the mysterious symbols on the stone slab in front of her and the theory of the Seven Days of Creation.

On the side, the more extreme reactions of the seven sub-island leaders were actually the basic reactions of the soldiers.

As the leader of the sub-island, unlike the high priest who has been protected by others since birth, protection and fighting are their responsibilities and instincts that are dissolved in their blood;

After confirming that the surroundings were indeed safe, the seven leaders continued to listen to the seven days of creation recited by the high priest, as well as the mysterious symbols on the creation stone.

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Just earlier, Poseline had given the order;

Everyone must remember the mysterious symbols on this stone slab.

God created the Seventh Day, and the seventh day was a perfect coincidence, as it happened to correspond to the seven island leaders;

So Poseline asked everyone to remember all the symbols corresponding to the day starting from the beginning of the island to the end of the island.

Upon hearing Boselin's order, the seven leaders' brows immediately knitted together, as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and cold sweat fell down like rain.

Let these rough men fight to the death and shed their blood;

But asking them to recite these square symbols, which are beautiful but extremely complex and profound, isn't it more difficult than killing people? It's simply heartbreaking...

The faces of the seven people suddenly became gloomy and gloomy, like mortals who had been sentenced to death, lifeless, and even their pupils were distorted.

But among the seven, one person's expression lit up after he thought about it carefully, and he secretly smiled.

Then, the other six sub-island leaders immediately reacted and thought one after another;

"The high priest actually wants us to remember those mysterious symbols?! Why on earth is this? I can't remember it!"

"When you divide the island into the first place, remember the symbols of the first day. When you divide the island into the second place, remember the symbols of the second day. When you divide the island into the third place, remember the symbols of the third day. When you divide the island into the fourth place, remember the symbols of the fourth day. symbol···."

"Wait a minute, that unpredictable God of Creation didn't do anything on the seventh day?! That God actually said he was going to rest!"

"At the end of the island, it's that boy Alor! Oh, Lord Priest, you are partial and unfair..."

"...."

"Hey, it saves trouble..." Alor felt relieved when he thought that the day he was responsible for was the day off for the great God of Creation, and he was in a good mood.

There is no other reason why Poseline arranged such a task;

She just realized that the people behind her were too idle. They were idle anyway, so it would be good to let the best warriors among these tribes write down these symbols.

Although Poseline does not know what value and meaning these symbols will have in the future;

But she had a vague foreknowledge that these square symbols would play an immeasurable role in the development of the tribe;

Otherwise, how could the great God of Storms summon them in person and convey the oracle in person.

It must be like this, the mysterious symbol must be something very important;

Even the spokesman who often appears on weekdays is not qualified to convey this oracle.

Then the meaning and importance behind these symbols are self-evident, Bosaline thought solemnly with a serious and serious look on her face.

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As for Poseline’s arrangement, Alor was able to benefit from it;

Boselin thought with some sadness and loss: "This is my and the tribe's insignificant compensation and care for him. He really doesn't have much time left."

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Tower of Storm God, one hundred floors;

"Well, since giving my power to Poselin, her perception as a woman has improved a lot." Lugia naturally grasped all of Poselin's thoughts in her heart, and then she couldn't help shaking her head and laughing.

How to put it this way, Poselin's understanding of the contents of Lugia's oracle this time is mostly correct and deserves praise.

After all, words are to a civilization what air and water are to all living things in the world.

With writing, a tribe can produce a brilliant fire of civilization, which can then be passed down from generation to generation and never go out.

Only the calendar, astronomy, navigation, mathematics, literature, philosophy and other extraordinary fields that display human thought are possible.

However, Bosaline also made two miscalculations;

The first point is that the last leader of the divided island, Alor, Lugia will not let him die young.

As a believer in God, Alol still has his mission.

The second point is that the spokesperson of the storm whom Poselin misses in her heart is currently being beaten by the heart bats and natural birds who are both lords. She is about to die...

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Somewhere dozens of seas away from Storm Island;

The flock of symbolic birds are still flying with all their strength in the direction planned by their leader;

But to be more precise, the symbolic bird group at this moment is no longer qualified to talk about "flying", and is essentially running away for survival.

Due to the long flight, all the elves in the symbolic bird group, even some of the very high-level symbolic birds, were out of breath and felt exhausted.

Some symbolic birds already feel severe pain every time they flap their wings.

Most of the superpowers and flight energy in the symbolic birds are almost exhausted. If they can no longer find some place to rest and some food to replenish their physical strength;

Burial in the sea after sudden death from fatigue is the only tragic ending for the bird community.

Now, the symbolic birds who are in desperate situation are all thinking about one question;

That's why they leave their otherwise safe territory?

The original territory was located high on a mountain pass and a dangerous peak, making it easy to defend but difficult to attack.

Even if the symbolic bird group only has less than a thousand birds, it can still reproduce safely and spend every day smoothly with its powerful strength with super attributes.

But after the leader's symbolic bird, which had been traveling for many years, returned, it issued an order that made the other symbolic birds feel confused;

It tells the symbolic birds that their so-called true territory, the place of great faith, will be on the other side of the sea.

They want to leave their homeland and throw themselves into the embrace of the storm to welcome the new future of their tribe.

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But now, all symbolic birds, regardless of life level, baby or adult;

Below him is the endless and endless deep sea. Once he falls, there is absolutely no possibility of survival.

Each of the three eyes of the symbolic bird shows a look of despair and grief.

Where is the God of Storms, its powerful master that the leader talked about?