Fairy's Chess Game

Chapter 247 The King and the Recorder

Woz decided to find a way to see Wang.Of course, the king at this time has great prestige, and with the momentum of defeating the dragons, he convened an alliance to unify the human race, as if he wanted to be a real king.And the people here are very convinced of him and support him.Worship the strong, especially in this dangerous world surrounded by powerful enemies, all people undoubtedly worship the strong, as long as they can bring them a sense of security, they will be supported.

Therefore, the king was surrounded by these hundreds of tribes and guarded in the central position. All around him were powerful tribes that directly obeyed the king's orders and powerful legions that directly belonged to the king.It is impossible for ordinary people to get close to the core area, even if Woz is an "angel".

As a legion that has beaten hundreds of dragons—the key is to win!Woz didn't dare to underestimate their strength at all, and he didn't want to experience for himself what ability they had to defeat the Dragon Clan.

Woz intends to go around the outer area here first to collect information, he never fights unprepared.

Moreover, with so many tribes gathered here, there must be a lot of sacrificial anthems similar to the Zhongren tribe. Woz can collect enough samples to decipher the mystery of the "sacred anthem" ceremony just around the corner.

Of course, considering that these are the trump cards that every tribe depends on for survival, it may not be so easy to get them. Woz is also prepared for long-term work. If necessary, his "God Envoy" gimmick can continue to play some role.

Anyway, what Woz lacks most now is actually time.

But to Woz's surprise, the collection of the samples went very smoothly.Because none of the tribes intends to treat the hymn ceremony as confidential information. It is not an exaggeration to say that one of these tribes counts as one, as long as they can speak, they can read a passage for you.He came as soon as he opened his mouth, without even a single stumbling block, as skillfully as a song that people sing every day.

It's no wonder, after all, this holy anthem ceremony requires thousands of people or even all members to sing together to be effective, and it's normal for everyone to be able to recite it proficiently.

But the problem also came with it. Since everyone can say the last paragraph, Woz received too many samples!Because these "sacred songs" have no corresponding written records at all, they are all passed down by word of mouth from the ancestors, and each person has personalized the "sacred songs" according to their own different understanding or memory errors, different intonations, and even differences in pronunciation habits. Reprocessing.Even the priests in charge of various mysterious rituals in the tribe dare not say that their version must be more accurate than others. In fact, they do not have a unified standard.

There are often dozens of versions of the "Holy Song" mastered by the same tribe.After a few days of running around, Woz was completely lost in the ocean of these extremely similar but slightly different materials.He just thought it was a miracle that the "Holy Song" ceremony could still be launched normally after such willful adaptation!
"It seems that this is a kind of magic with a high fault tolerance rate, or this long and boring tune is just its appearance, and the core of the magic is not here at all!" Woz looked at the manuscript paper scattered on the table in front of him and pondered—in order to deal with it. With such a huge amount of intelligence data, Woz had to "invent" papermaking first.

Perhaps for each tribe, it is enough for the sanctuary ceremony handed down in this way to resist foreign enemies for them. As for how many versions it has reproduced, no one will care.Facing the powerful threat brought by the dragon clan, human beings in this era are all extreme realists, and no one will bother to study those things that cannot make them survive.

But Woz can't do it. He wants to decipher the principle of this magic and use it. Of course, he can't just accept everything as confused as the people in the tribe. Figure out the magic of the principle.

Woz misses his magic book and automatic book very much at this moment. With their help, the cracking process will be much easier!Or if the girl Leibi is there, it can also help him a lot.

But... Woz is worried. His magic book was broken by Akunorollia's attack at the last moment and split in two. Woz doesn't know whether the "endless pages" effect of the magic book can restore it .But even if he can recover, Woz won't be able to use it. After all, the magic book is still 500 years away!
As for now, Woz can only honestly do it himself.

It took Woz two full months to process the collected materials and sort out a "standard version" of the hymn.Then start the deciphering of the mysterious language on the basis of this standard version.

Due to the large sample size, the interpretation went well, despite a little effort.Through investigation and comparison, Woz sorted out more than 130 syllables of basic elements, and all holy songs are composed of more than 130 syllables.At this point, the interpretation work has actually been completed, because it is simply impossible to further understand what each syllable specifically means.Judging from the effect of the ritual activation, the magic itself is very abstract and ethereal, just like Woz's ice shape, which directly affects the concept, but has no specific impact.

You must know that abstract nouns and concepts are the most difficult to translate between different languages!

Based on his visits to almost all the tribes in the plain basin, and his own speculation, Woz finally came to the conclusion that the sacred song ceremony itself is not very meaningful!

The hymns mastered by each tribe seem to be fragments from the same whole, and Woz has not yet found two parts that are identical.From this we can see how long the full version of the hymn is, it is a terrifying length that a person cannot read completely in a lifetime-a magic spell can be declared worthless if it is so long .Woz simply dismissed the idea of ​​getting the full version of the hymn.

The reality is so absurd, Woz believes that the complete hymn has omnipotent power, even comparable to the gods!And its spell is there, never tried to hide it, anyone can learn it.But no one can read all the mantras completely.

The human tribe obtains a small part of the power of the sacred song by singing a certain passage at the same time, which is a strategy of using quantity to overcome quantity.The method is simple and crude but really effective.

"It seems that I can only use this method." Woz sighed helplessly. His "Sanctuary for Thousands of People" can just imitate this technique of singing by many people at the same time. It is not difficult to learn this magic.

But Woz can only feel like a chicken rib, which is too far from his expected goal!Originally, he planned to decipher the mystery of the holy song, and after mastering it completely, he could extract some magic that could resist Zeref and Akunorollia.Woz is confident he can do it -- as long as he can decipher the meaning of the hymn.

"It is impossible to decipher the meaning of God's language from this." A stranger's voice came from behind.

Woz turned around suddenly, and saw a man in a blue robe approaching him at some point, and he seemed to have been observing for a long time.

Divine language?Woz noticed his title, this is the original name of the holy song, right?
"That's right, the language of God." The young man nodded, "What people sing is the language of God! Of course, it's not purely the language of God. Strictly speaking, it should be for humans to use. A version that has been deliberately 'diluted'. Because the language that really belongs to the gods is extremely powerful, but it is also beyond the scope of human understanding and the way most people pronounce it - it is difficult to directly speak the language of God with a human voice .And the divine language is the power of the gods. If you recite rashly, the divine language will severely drain the power of the mage. So almost no one can survive it."

"You know so much." Woz looked curiously at the man who appeared suddenly, "This also explains why there is no corresponding text handed down. Because the text itself is also in a form that we cannot understand! I guess God It is impossible to write the characters on paper, they are probably not two-dimensional plane forms, at least three-dimensional three-dimensional characters. We mortals can't even read them completely!"

"It seems that you have also admitted that you are a 'mortal'." The strange man smiled softly, "I thought you would insist on the identity of the 'God's Envoy'."

"I'm sorry, I never admitted that identity." Woz shrugged and looked at the man, "I was thinking about how to meet you, but I didn't expect you to come out by yourself... I've admired you for a long time, king!"

The king smiled generously: "Then, what should I call you? Stranger? You don't belong to these tribes, do you?"

Woz thought for a while and said, "Just call me the recorder. I'm afraid I will be the recorder of history!"

Woz stared at the man in front of him with piercing eyes, the king of human respect, the tyrant who ruled the group, and the black dragon king Akunorollia who finally destroyed everything!
Now... I am really witnessing history!
(End of this chapter)