Lugia, my name of the elf

It was a strange creature with three eyes, weird wings and body, and many weird and mysterious totems, which looked very extraordinary.

Datelli also didn't know that his behavior at this moment was exactly the same as three years ago when he saw the symbolic bird A-Lan for the first time.

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"Datelli, this is the Spokesperson of the Storm." Boselin said bluntly with a solemn face.

Bosaline can tolerate tribesmen being rude or rude to her because of surprise or shock.

But at this moment, the spokesman of Storm came in person, and the attitude of every Storm people was the attitude of the entire Storm tribe;

Therefore, Boselin will never allow any tribesman to dare to be disrespectful or disrespectful in the face of the storm.

"Bao, Bao Feng is above." Datelli followed Boselin's example and knelt down respectfully, not daring to say too much.

Like Alan of three years ago, this Datali also didn't know what kind of words he should say to the spokesperson of the storm, and what kind of etiquette he should exercise to be appropriate and reasonable.

"Dateli, the god of the storm, has heard your prayer." The symbolic bird remained expressionless, doing its own job and conveying the will of the storm.

"Um?!"

"This?!"

The two people in the hall were all surprised when they heard this, and then they had their own thoughts, and they were both extremely shocked.

"Storm above, great god, your kindness and fraternity will never be forgotten by the people of the tribe." Boselin's eyes turned red, and she was even more deeply moved.

Poseline did not know Datelli before, nor did she know what wishes this young man made to the God of Storms or what he asked for;

But what deeply touched Poseline was the God of Storms, who answered the prayers of the tribesmen;

This was enough to make Poseline feel that it was the wisest decision in her life to carry out the act of summoning the gods despite the objections of the high priest.

Thinking about the god who once lived in the Seven Islands, it’s as if he didn’t exist;

No matter how anyone calls, even if the tribe is at the point of life and death, there is still no care and no response.

Poseline has always had a strong feeling that the Storm God has never left them;

He has always been by the side of the tribal people, watching them silently with compassion...

Datelli was shocked at first, and then became extremely grateful and excited.

As Datali, who has lived on the sub-island all year round, it is naturally the first time he has seen the terrifying ability of voices to sound inexplicably in his mind;

But even though he was extremely shocked in his heart, he was still deeply shocked by the words of the spokesperson of Storm, "The god of Storm has heard your prayers."

How long did it take to convey his inner words to the God of Storms, which was not even the time of a meal;

But the great god responded to the young man's urgent wish.

This withdrawn young man was shocked, with tears welling up in his eyes;

It was as if the grievances in his heart had finally been vented, and he was filled with emotion;

Serving such a god, as a believer, what else can you ask for?

The young man can also understand to some extent why his father's respect and dedication to the God of Storms are so sincere and strong.

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"The will of the storm, the storm scholar will not be engaged in production, but will focus on knowledge to benefit the people of the tribe. Datali, you will become the first storm scholar. You don't have to be a worker or a warrior, just focus on what you want in your heart." The words were spoken by Lugia, who was hiding in the darkness, through the mouth of the symbolic bird.

"This?! Is this true?! This is the wisdom of the great gods!" Upon hearing the divine message conveyed by the symbolic bird, Datali was so nervous and excited that he could not speak, and could only exclaim deep in his heart.

Boselin on the side was silent, but she was filled with doubts in her heart, but she was not questioning God's actions or doubting God's choices;

She was just curious, no, it should be said that she was extremely curious;

What ability does this little-known ordinary boy have that makes the God of Storms so valued?

But before Boselin could continue to think, the spokesperson of Storm continued to speak:

"The will of the storm, Datali, this is a gift from the gods. Use it well. I hope you can live up to the trust of the gods, be kind-hearted, benefit the tribe, and benefit the storm." Lugia still said through the mouth of the symbolic bird. Say what you want to say.

"Gift?!"

"Gift?!"

When they heard about the gift, which could benefit the people of the tribe and came from the gods, both people in the palace were overjoyed;

Especially Boselin, who equates everything in the tribe with her own life. As long as she can develop the tribe and make the people of Storm happy, she pursues it hard.

But at the next moment, due to the limitations of her personal cognition and knowledge, Boselin was stunned on the spot and was too shocked to say a word.

I saw that the three eyes of the symbolic bird were emitting more dazzling light;

A series of strange energy blades gently brushed across the ground, and faint special symbols were outlined on it, like a magical pattern.

Of course, Boselin, who cared about everything about the tribe, immediately turned around and looked over, but Boselin found nothing. She couldn't understand the meaning of any of those strange symbols;

Can the existence of these symbols benefit the tribal people?

Boselin suddenly felt that her brain was not enough, and she felt helpless and smiled bitterly in her heart: "What, what are these things? The will of the great god is really difficult to fathom..."

But compared to Poseline's puzzled face, Datelli's expression on the side changed again and again. Shock, shock, ecstasy, and exclamation were all alternated one after another.

It was an image of a warrior followed by the special symbol "1";

It was an image of two warriors, followed by the special symbol "2";

It was an image of three warriors, followed by the special symbol "3";

"...."

It was an image of nine warriors, followed by the special symbol "9";

"...."

It was an image of 21 warriors, followed by the special symbol "21".

"...."

It was an image of one hundred and six warriors, followed by the special symbol "106".

It was an image of a thousand warriors, followed by the special symbol "1000".

"...."

Five of the nine warriors fell down, leaving four warriors, followed by the symbol "9-5=4".

"...."

The nine bone knives were divided equally among the three warriors, and each warrior was given three, followed by the symbol "9/3=3".

"...."

Then, all the patterns on the ground disappeared, leaving only special symbols one by one;

"1X1=1."

“1X1=1，1X2=2。”

"...."

"···, 9X9=81."

Poseline's eyes hurt and her scalp felt numb;

However, what shocked the high priest even more was the person behind her, Datali, who looked at her with great interest;

Looking at his expression, it is obvious that only someone who understands its meaning can make an expression.

Boselin immediately admired this young man. Although she didn't know why, in Boselin's opinion, this boy already possessed an extraordinary wisdom that she could not understand.

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After a while, the symbolic bird ended the release of its telekinesis and continued to convey the last oracle of this trip;

"The storm has something to say. As a human being, there is no need to be conceited or inferior. Every life that comes into the world has its mission and meaning. Find and implement it. This is the eternal true meaning of life."

Leaving behind these words that sounded meaningful to Poseline and Datelli, the symbolic bird also completed its mission from the storm, disappeared, and returned to life.

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"The meaning of life, my meaning..." After the symbolic bird left, Datali fell into deep thought, and the young man's anxious heart seemed to be greatly stimulated and encouraged.

The confused young man seemed to see the broad road under his feet and the direction of his life's struggle.