Chapter 381: Need to work hard

In ancient times, there were no intelligent creatures, nor beliefs or gods. At that time, power was in a state of chaos. All creatures feed on their talents through constant evolution. Different talents compete with each other.
By the time of antiquity, the first winners of the competition appeared. Unsurprisingly, they have evolved a high degree of wisdom, and began to form races and groups, with the earliest language and division of labor.
Language is the embodiment of wisdom and power. But the language of the ancient times is very rough, and its ability to express is not strong. It must continue to evolve to adapt to more complex social structures and portray an increasingly colorful world.
In this evolution, totems, beliefs, deities, and all other metaphysical things gradually appear. Creatures and civilizations that could not adapt to these evolutions were naturally eliminated, including their language.
Zhou Qingfeng stood in the library of ‘Gate of True Knowledge’ and a sheepskin roll opened slowly in front of him. Xingxing's text emerged faintly. This is the result of the book charm Sophia's collation, answering his doubts about ancient languages ​​and words.
"Although the ancient writings are rough, they reflect the most primitive chaotic state of power. As civilization becomes more developed and chaos becomes orderly, all kinds of intelligent creatures have difficulty understanding what the essence of power is.
For example, the magic net does not exist naturally. Ancient creatures rely on talents to directly control magic. Although this is difficult, the magic belongs to the users themselves.
When the magic goddess was born with the help of faith. She shapes the magic net, restrains the disorderly magic power, and is convenient for all intelligent creatures to use. But with the help of magic nets, it is difficult to understand the nature of magic.
Ordinary wizards master at most level nine arcane spells. Legendary wizards must be approved by the magic goddess to use level ten arcane spells. But the real magic is far beyond level 10. This is the magic, so is the power. "
The more Sophia organizes, the more interested she becomes. For example, ancient evil words are sacrifices used to maintain ethnic rule, strengthen the position of leader, and deter the rebels.
Primitive sacrifice often executes enemy prisoners of war or own rebellions. This requires means such as 'death', 'blood', 'killing', 'torture'. 'Evil Words' was developed by recording the terrible means of primitive worship.
"I have always had a speculation that the evil worm Keworth was originally a shaman of a worm race in ancient times. The basement of the Inspection Office has a large number of manuscripts and books, which can basically confirm my guess.
The Library of ‘Gate of Truth’ has expanded again, offering more and richer books. Hundreds of liberated souls wandered between the books and the haze was gone, but they heard the joyful and playful sound.
The first floor of the Worm Chamber is a study, while the second floor is more empty. Step inside, there is a stone arched altar inside. The altar is engraved with a lot of patterns of ancient evil words, faintly exuding obscure energy fluctuations.
Alas ... this is not a good thing.
Sofia explored the thing and muttered: "This is an unfinished summoning altar, which should be prepared for the evil insects.
Kaiwos is really undead, staying in the abyss for more than 20,000 years, he wants to return to the main material world. But he didn't want to think that if he came back, the gods would absolutely kill him. Remove it, it's useless to keep it. "
This kind of altar is indeed a scourge, and Zhou Qingfeng will take action when he pulls out 'breaking evil'. But the altar seemed to feel the danger, and the arch in the middle brightened with a dark green spot, and kept turning.
A voice came from the arch, "Foolish man, you are provoking. You killed my sacrifice, and the great Kaiworth will remember you."
The villains always die a lot of nonsense.
Without waiting for the voice in the altar to finish, Zhou Qingfeng split a few swords. The stone altar burst a lot of debris in successive attacks, and the arches engraved with the rune of evil words were soon severely broken.
But the rotating light spot in the center of the arch had no effect, and the inexplicable voice even smiled coldly ...
"Ignorance, Ignorance. You humans are nothing but talking meat, no wonder they will become slaves to the gods. Great Keworth has enough time to wait. You will know that everything is in vain, and destruction is the end."
The voice did not fall, the dark green rotating light spot was accelerating.
Zhou Qingfeng, who is wielding a sword, is under great resistance, as if waving in the water. The air was like a gel, restraining his movements until he couldn't move. Great fear hit him, when he thought he was about to hang again ...
An arm was placed on Zhou Qingfeng's shoulder with a cold subtle fragrance. Wearing black lace gloves on the arm, painted the stars of the night sky. A soft smile came from behind him. The original darkness enveloped the second floor of the back room, and time seemed to stagnate.
But Zhou Qingfeng was relieved and sweaty. He wanted to turn his head, but the laughter behind him stopped: "Victor Hugo, restore your memory."
A series of images were reopened, and Zhou Qingfeng's breath was tightened again. The masked memory of the Temple of Life in Silver Leaf City reopened, and he immediately knew who was behind him?
The dark green spot was still spinning, and the worm Kevos' power was cut off. Its twisted tone is even more weird. "The night goddess Shaer, the ubiquitous hidden girl, the respected lost lady, are you all planning?
If the kid did what you planned, then I'm not wrong. But why are you coming against me? I never disturbed your sleep in the abyss. "
"It's just boring." The palm with lace gloves waved softly, screaming at the dark green spots: "Disgusting worm, you can roll away."
The dark green spots were scattered with one palm and disappeared completely.
Zhou Qingfeng was really relieved, but he raised his mind and said respectfully to the hidden girl behind him, "Dear Lost Lady, thank you for saving me."
Suddenly a goddess appeared, that is, a task was issued to Zhou Qingfeng to let him come to the night goddess Shaer of Cold Wind City. The existence of this powerful divine power was born in the original darkness, indifferent and empty.
"Victor Hugo, you did a good job." Shaer exaggerated, "I like your series of plans, step by step to dismantle the enemy's forces, and watch the opponent fall into the trap set by him. But these do not surprise me. "
Indifferent and proud, Shaer can never be truly pleased. She is dark, forgotten, lost, and secret. She couldn't be as happy and rejoicing as Angelis, and everything Zhou Qingfeng did was right to her.
"I like hidden secrets, like unknown transactions, like deception and deceit. I have to say that you do have talent in this area." Shaer sighed, "Forget it, let you pass."
The goddess's finger lightly, Zhou Qingfeng's level immediately jumped to the fifth level. Every fifth level is a pass, his soul is transformed from gray to red, and his complex ability is improved again.
Shaer has no thoughts of chatting. She will always be lonely and lonely. After completing the task, she will appear like a mission. She will return to the kingdom of the shadow world.
Zhou Qingfeng felt that the goddess was about to leave, and could not help but ask, "Dear lost lady, can I ask a question?"
Shaer likes to control the unknown and the secret. Her mouth finally curled up, and she easily guessed what Zhou Qingfeng wanted to ask, "Why do you want to know why Kavouss collects information about the Imaska ​​civilization?"
"Yes."
"Oh ..." the hidden girl giggled. "This is a big secret. Unless you can beat me one day, I won't tell you any answer. To conquer me, you still need to Try hard. "