high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 454 The Spirit of Words

druid -

In ancient mythological ages and history, they are also known as druids, natural mages, and spirits of the familiar oak (wisdom).

As early as before the rise of the Fermor gods, it seemed that the original Celtic world was still in the chaotic time after the two ancient gods fought.

Hot lava, countless cavities, the huge and pure power of the two protoss shattered and distorted all time and space... exhaling is midsummer, exhaling is winter, all races are in the aftermath of their struggle They are as humble as insects and ants, without life, only the immeasurable abyss is exploding, swallowing the void.

Back in that chaotic era.

This group of mages was guided by a deep will.

Start to repair the sky of the dilapidated universe, fill the void, restore those lands and oceans that have been damaged by fire, and rejuvenate nature.

Their origin is one of the greatest mysteries of the Celtic world.

The protracted battle between the two ancient gods was forcibly intervened by the Druids. With the help of that dark will, the power of the natural mage was even strong enough to reshape the entire world... So the gods were defeated one after another, and even the existing ones were defeated. Concepts are also forever sealed in the deepest part of time and forgotten forever.

They are priests, mages, prophets, witch doctors and enlighteners of new civilizations.

After the end of the old era, that will endowed them with a new mission. They will guide the natural rise, and they will choose the new master of the universe.

And I want to clean it up, reinject the power of nature into the half-collapsed Celtic world, let life flow out, revive everything, and start the next new generation.

For a powerful druid, this is not a small or even cumbersome project.

In order to better deal with creation work.

The Druids created the first batch of lives, endowing them with duties and missions.

Make them your new assistants.

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"Olauen is not considered an outstanding work. As the first batch of lives of Druids to practice, your souls are hopelessly hollow and flawed."

Bai Shu leaned down: "The adult Aurun only has the ability to control flames, give life, reshape matter, and activate the body. He can barely be regarded as the lower servant of the Druids. Both body and soul are weak."

The high-speed flow of blood heats up the body surface rapidly.

The skin becomes hot.

The body gradually grew larger and swelled like blowing air, the blood vessels clearly conveyed the pain of torture, and the joints of every bone were trembling and moaning.

Like an inflated puffer fish, Rayleigh felt like he was about to burst!
"ATIN, this is the pronunciation just now, it means [torture]."

"When I was at the Aviva Power Company, I stunned you, and then ordered you to blow up the database, and come here to meet me... There are two spells in total, CTAS and EN, which represent [fainting] and [ obey】."

"QI is absolute stillness, UV is acceleration of fecundity, CUUJKM means to release the rational bomb in the will, OVV is to simply strengthen the hardness of limbs, THN is to weaken, LQNXX is to open the emotional valve... See, the safety of Druids The secret key is irresistible to you, as long as you master the pronunciation, any creature can enslave you."

"This is the hopeless defect of Orauen. I am really surprised that there are still fools who transform Orauen's blood."

Baishu Tanshou: "The first batch of lives created by the Druids were all planted with a security key in this way. They call this the language of the soul, or the spirit of speech...you are driven by the spirit of speech like a machine. , Absolute obedience. Absolute loyalty."

"This should be the birth of the first batch of tool people in the history of the Celtic world. Under the leadership of the Druids, you happily started 996... No, it should be the 007 working system that is open all year round. It wasn’t until the end of the creation project that the Druids decided to return to nature, and gave the rights to the new world to the Fomor Gods, and the production of your group of uncreative races was suspended, and the mission was declared completed.”

excruciating pain—

The severe pain had already made Leili Mosolas unable to think.

Every cell, every nerve, every bone... is transmitting the emotion called [torture] through the consciousness network.

"What do you want... what do I do?!"

Rayleigh struggled to shout out such a sentence, and immediately the sharp pain deep in his consciousness nearly knocked him out again.

"In this era, there are still transformants of the blood of Aurun. Although I think it is absurd, I am very happy."

Raleigh heard the person deep in the shadows smile:
"Coincidentally, out of pure curiosity, I once disassembled the speech spirits bestowed on Orauen by the druids...Mr. Raleigh, you are really my mascot. Without you, I would not be able to find those words. Hidden gateway, without you, I wouldn't know the secrets of the world so quickly."

"In order to reward your contribution, I decided to cast a spell on you again."

"One, a brand new word spirit..."

A cold hand was placed on Leili Mosolas' forehead.

Anticipating the terrible outcome, he desperately tried to break free, but was ordered to stop in place, with his head raised numbly.

"After dismantling the speech spirit that Druidt bestowed on you, Aurun, I also had a similar idea, but it's a pity that it has never been used."

"For the first time, it might hurt a little."

The piercing pain was fleeting.

Rayleigh felt that the hand on his forehead penetrated his skull, and the cold five fingers stirred in the viscous brain, and the information of neurons was rearranged under its stirring, countless strange murmurs and grotesque whispers were accompanied by Baishu's lips. Zhang He, flooded into his mind.

It was unfathomably deep, like a magnificent fantasy dream of the drowned in the deepest part of the ancient city under the sea, before dying.

gradually……

Leili Mosolas's consciousness gradually stopped thinking, until a voice exploded in his ears.

"AWEERT, a useless little trick I created a long time ago."

"I call it—"

"[Absolute Loyalty]!"

Bai Shu snapped his fingers.

Pole!
Leili Mosolas lowered his head slowly, his dull pupils were refilled with emotion, he smiled and bent down, and a deep voice came from under his head:

"Follow your will!"

"It seems that the effect is good." Bai Shu smiled:

"The first order, I want you to return to the Masonry Guild, and climb higher as much as possible."

"understand!"

"Second, find out all the bloodline transformers of Aurun, Gabu, Lolotu, and Kesantus that you can get in touch with. If there are any, bring them to me."

"Third, I..."

Bai Shu's voice stopped abruptly.

He frowned and lowered his head, two lines of nosebleeds trickled down, and the white shirt quickly turned red, spreading down his chest.

"What a weak body... is even weaker than when he was in Xiaoyuanhuanjie. Is it because he has been in a wheelchair since birth?"

Bai Zhu sniffed helplessly, and then choked on the backflow of blood, coughing so badly that she was about to die.

The time he came to this world was not too long, and it was all used to adjust the difference between consciousness and this body.

But this kind of running-in is almost the same.

Upgrade and add points...just get up from the wheelchair!
Bai Shu glanced at Lei Li who was eagerly patting him on the back, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

"The third...there is no third..."

Head began to dizzy.

He wiped his bleeding nose, raised his head helplessly, and passively stopped the bleeding: "Push me out first... My hands seem to be a little cramped right now, and I can't turn this wheelchair..."

"Follow your will!"

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Simultaneously.

Anton took a nap on the upper bunk, staring at his eyes as usual, his body rolling around, making creaking noises on the lower and loose bed boards.

"Why hasn't big brother come back?"

"Could it be..."

"Isn't it really pulling him? Why doesn't my brother want me to help him go to the toilet!"

Thinking of this, Anton couldn't help becoming nervous.

He quickly turned over and jumped out of bed before he had time.

Bang!
The door was knocked open from the outside in.

The blond curly-haired little fat man waved a letter, his whole face flushed red, he was startled when he saw the empty lower berth, and couldn't help asking:
"Where's Brother Assyria?"

"Pull it up."

"???" The little fat man's face darkened.

He grabbed Anton's arm and jumped out the door, but even with all his strength, he still couldn't pull it a centimeter.

"What's wrong?" Anton patted his head honestly.

"Here they come, they're all here!"

The little fat man jumped up angrily, and slapped the letter in his hand on Anton's face: "Let's go quickly! The vice president and gentlemen are waiting in the lobby."

"If you miss it...you will definitely regret it!"

　Thanks to [Pegmont] for the reward of 555 points, for the reward of [Mu Yijun] for the reward of 100 points, and for the reward of [Lei Yilong Xing Xuetan] for the reward of 100 points.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)