Shock! The Spell Is In English!

However, standing in front of the Divine Monument and seeing the lines on it with one's own eyes was a completely different matter.

For thousands of years, this Divine Monument had been hidden in the thatched cottage, incomparably mysterious.

The lines on the black Divine Monument were supported up in front of Lugh's eyes. The mark on the lower right side of the monument that was originally deeply embedded in the stone suddenly became a bulge. The dozens of thin lines attached to its edge also left the stone surface, it actually gave people a feeling of floating.

Lugh knew that this was an illusion. This was a kind of interference to the real world after the spiritual power and the Divine Monument connected.

The so-called change actually wasn't a real change. It was just a change in the light and shadow. The objective was still there.

Whether it was gloomy or precious jade, whether there was this thatched cottage above the monument, whether the surface of the monument was wet or dry, dark or dazzling, the Divine Monument was still the same Divine Monument. The lines were still those lines.

It changed with the position of the reference object, and the external appearance changed with the change of the environment.

To determine the position, one needed to determine all the reference positions.

If one wanted to observe the immutable objective facts, wouldn't one first need to understand the changes of the environment to the objective reality?

The information that the students who were viewing the Divine Monument needed to understand, and the principles that needed to be understood, were they hidden within these changes?

Standing in front of the thatched cottage, Lugh just looked at the Divine Monument and maintained the same position for a long time without moving.

He had already heard the system's prompt to analyze and retrieve the contents of these Divine Monuments.

It proved that the system could allow him to light up all the Divine Monuments, so he was not worried at all. He was very relaxed. He was not in a hurry.

There was still a month left. If he lit up all the Divine Monuments now, what would he do with the rest of the time?

That would be very boring. In order to keep himself entertained, Lugh was not in a hurry to use the system's ability.

He was trying to see if he could use his own ability to decipher the contents of these Divine Monuments and light them up.

The morning sun had already leaped out of the horizon. The morning glow looked at the Divine Monument Garden from afar, sending a wave of warmth. The coldness in the morning forest was gradually dispelled. The side of the Divine Monument Garden was dyed red by the morning glow. It was extremely beautiful.

Looking at the red at the edge of the Divine Monument, Lugh closed his eyes. He was silent for a while.

He was not looking at the Divine Monument but was fantasizing about the surroundings of the thatched cottage.

The treetops had already been dyed red by the morning glow as if they were about to burn. The faintly discernible thatched cottage in the distance made it even more difficult to determine its location. He walked up from the foot of the mountain and arrived in front of a Divine Monument. The road had reached the end, and there were no other Divine Monuments around. However, it was said that there was only one road in the Divine Monument Garden. So what did this mean?

The morning sun burned the treetops, and the light of the red rocks illuminated the previously dark cliff on one side of the thatched hut. This was the only time he saw the lines on the cliff.

Different from the incomprehensible Divine Monument, the words on the cliff were very easy to understand because they were written in the language of the rune world.

Although Lugh could not understand it, he used the system to search and understood what it meant.

It was a short poem. Two thousand years ago, a talisman king left it on the cliff after he had entered the Divine Monument Garden. He had felt something when he visited the divine monument.

Lugh was not interested in short poems. He thought it would be more interesting to play some moving music. Therefore, he only took a quick look and then stopped looking.

From the time he got to the thatched cottage to the time he left, it took him less than ten minutes to turn around and leave without any hesitation.

After leaving the Divine Monument, he walked down the mountain path. When he turned around a corner, he saw Camia and Elizabeth.

He did not expect the two of them to be so early. Camia and Elizabeth were also a little surprised. They had not expected to meet Lugh.

"You guys are so early!"

They greeted him with a smile.

"We don't like the bustle. We don't want to crowd together with those examinees to watch."

Camia gave a very convincing reason. After all, both of them were very proud women. Usually, it was difficult to even see them from afar, let alone stay by their side.

As for Lugh, he had no entertainment at night and he was bored. He could only go to bed early and have a good sleep until he woke up naturally.

Looking at the smoke drifting in the forest at the foot of the mountain, he reminded them, "Everyone has woken up. If no one disturbs you when you want to view the monuments, it's best to hurry up."

Camia and Elizabeth nodded and left with smiles.

During their conversation, they realized that they had lit up some Divine Monuments.

Lugh pinched his chin and looked at them walk away. He sighed, "The talent of those two girls is really amazing."

Camia was the number one genius of the Simon Empire, and Elizabeth had an extraordinary background. She was part of the royal family of the Dawn Empire, and her talent was one of the best. In fact, her talent was even better than Camia's.

Lighting up the Divine Monuments was not difficult for them, but they did not know how many they would be able to light up.

Lugh continued to walk down the mountain and met a middle-aged man in a long robe on the mountain path.

The middle-aged man was one of the monument slaves who had appeared at the gate of the Divine Monument Garden yesterday.

Thinking that these monument slaves had dedicated their youth and lives to the Divine Monument Garden, everyone was somewhat respectful. Lugh was no exception. He respectfully looked at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man did not return the greeting. He did not even nod his head. However, he did not leave either. Instead, he looked at Lugh coldly.