Lugia, my name of the elf

Inside the Storm Tower, first floor;

The eight people stopped in front of the inexplicable stone slab, and a considerable amount of time had passed.

But despite this, no one found it boring or boring;

The high priest and the seven sub-island leaders all felt that this trip was very rewarding. It actually purified their own souls and greatly improved their mental experience.

It can be said that their worldview has been repeatedly subverted and rebuilt in a short period of time.

In less than a day, the vision of the eight people immediately rose to a level that ordinary people could not imagine and reach in their lifetime;

I believe that in the days to come, nothing else will be able to move and shock these eight people.

Just when the eight people had their own thoughts and gains;

Finally, the supreme divine voice suddenly sounded in everyone's minds again;

Bafen waited with bated breath for a long time, knowing that the great God of Storms was about to personally deliver the oracle.

The eight people couldn't help but feel extremely nervous. This was a personal word from the gods. It was a precious opportunity that many people dreamed of and only had once in a lifetime.

Therefore, the expressions on their faces suddenly became serious, looking extremely solemn and even more honored.

Especially as the high priest, Poseline, she was ready to memorize every syllable of the oracle sent down by the gods.

She knew that this opportunity was very rare, it was actually the oracle coming from the God of Storms personally;

Although he did not show up, this kind of thing is basically unprecedented, and it will still rarely happen in the future. It must be treated seriously with the highest standards.

It can also be said that this is the most important thing among the Storm Tribe.

Poseline's astonishing memory, which she never forgets, is not only due to her intelligence since she was a child, but also because of the ability bestowed by Lugia in her body.

The increase in the power of the storm strengthened Poseline's brain, making her intelligence different from ordinary people and extremely intelligent.

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"In the most primitive time, the world was chaotic and disordered, and everything in the world was integrated with each other."

"At that time, there was no sky, no sea, no earth, no stars, sun and moon, and no life. Everything was mixed together. The universe was unique and omnipresent..."

"...."

···

The divine voice from the storm slowly resounded in everyone's minds like a word of revelation and the truth of the world. It was sacred and majestic, solemn and extraordinary.

"This is?!"

"The world at its most primitive?!"

"The God of Storms is actually telling us about the origin of this world?!"

"The storm is rising, is the wise god finally going to lead his most loyal and devout people to understand the world?!"

"...."

The eight people, including Bosaline and Alor, were all shocked by the shocking content of the oracle just now;

When the gods said the words "the world was in its most primitive time", the sound of piping sounded in everyone's mind. It was the sound of the origin of the world, which made people wake up;

Immediately, the eight people had a strange premonition, as if something terrible was about to happen.

Although Ke Rao was mentally prepared, the eight of them were also frightened by the words of the oracle that followed;

Their storm god actually wanted to lead them to understand the origin and nature of this world!

Poseline's heart beat suddenly, and she had to desperately suppress her excitement;

After understanding the importance of this summons, Poseline vowed that even if she spent all her money, she would try her best to remember the oracles that the gods had just sent down and those that would come next, without forgetting a single syllable;

And it must be passed down from generation to generation and must not be forgotten or lost.

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"In the haze, in the chaos, in the disorder, after countless billions of years, suddenly, a voice appeared, breaking the eternal silence of the desolate world."

"No one knows where the owner of this voice comes from or why."

"But this sound comes from the universe, from everywhere in the universe."

"This voice is everywhere, exists everywhere, and exists everywhere."

"And the owner of this voice is the first god in the universe. Its name is Arceus."

"The spirit of Arceus runs throughout the chaos of the disordered universe. One day, this god sent down his first oracle..."

"Arceus said that there should be luck in this world to deduce changes, so that everything has infinite possibilities."

"So, this world has the law of luck, and a god, the god of luck, named Phoenix King, was born in the world."

"Arceus also said that there should be air currents in this world to allow for constant changes and allow everything to flow and rise and fall."

"So, this world had the law of ocean currents, and a god, the God of Storms, named Delokia, was born in the world."

"Arceus said that this day is the first day."

···

Bursts of oracular sounds, like the sounds of huge ancient bells and cauldrons, sounded in the hearts of the eight people in front of the Creation Slate.

The specific content of the oracle is not much, but the shocking words contained in the words are enough to shock anyone who hears it for the rest of their lives.

"Oh my god, Arceus, is he the supreme god?!"

"It turns out that our storm god was born from the words of the more supreme god. This world is actually like this!!!"

"Feng King, this god was born on the first day together with our God of Storms. Could it be said that he is the same existence as the great God of Storms? Wait, could it mean that he was standing side by side with the God of Storms just now? Flying, with that divine form of golden rainbow light?"

"This is the origin of this world and the birth of our God of Storms."

"...."

At this moment, the eight people in front of the Creation Slate had pious expressions on their faces;

It was mixed with an extremely heavy and complicated feeling of surprise, and everyone's breathing became uncontrollably heavy.

Although they knew that such a gaffe was disrespectful to the gods;

Everyone is powerless to deal with the irresistible physiological reaction caused by hearing such a shocking oracle. They can only hope that the great gods will not blame them for their short-sightedness.

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Storm Tower, one hundred floors;

Lugia showed a legitimate smile and sighed secretly: "Sure enough, their level of faith has not been affected at all."

Previously, Lugia had set a principle for himself that he would never show up to take action until the Storm Tribe's survival was at stake.

But at the same time, not long ago, he deliberately arranged for Lugia and Phoenix King to enter the Storm Tower together, one behind the other, and let the tribesmen see the scene.

The reason is to let his storm people know the truth that he is not the only storm god in this world.

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It is precisely because Lugia has been vaccinated in advance that it plays a key role at this moment;

The people of faith in Stormwind will not waver in their faith just because Lugia is not the only god.

Lugia didn't bother to use lies to cover up anything. After all, he was indeed not the only true god.

And the excessive and deliberate concealment, when the lie was exposed, was the final act of the complete collapse of Baofeng's faith.

By then, let alone storm towers, a hundred or a thousand divine towers will all be unable to restore the image of the god that was destroyed in the hearts of believers.

If something like that really happened, then Baofeng's godhood would be shattered beyond repair.

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But fortunately, Lugia can clearly sense that the level of faith in the hearts of the eight people on the first floor has not dropped at all, even for these four new leaders who have only been promoted for a few years.

And this is the benefit of honesty.

Of course, Lugia was indifferent and didn't care about the rude behavior of their four leaders outside the tower;

After all, it was not done deliberately, and Boselin would naturally handle it properly. Lugia was impeccably satisfied with this high priest.

What made Lugia even more gratified and happy was that when these tribesmen heard that there was a god more powerful than the God of Storms, Arceus;

The eight people were just shocked by this, but they did not have the slightest idea of ​​switching to other gods and betraying Storm.

The so-called faith is actually mutual. To a certain extent, it can be understood as another form of mutual benefit.

If the people of the Stormwind tribe have a sincere heart, praise the name of Storm, and swear to accompany Lugia's throne to death;

Then Lugia will give everything he has and risk his life to protect the guards, the people who sing the name of the storm.