Chapter 800: Holy blade
However, it is only Hao Ren who knows the secret connection between Vivian and the goddess of creation. Other people are puzzled at this time. They feel that this indigenous man is definitely wrong. Maybe there is a world in this world. Wei An’s similar but highly respected figures are the easiest explanation for them. Hao Ren knows that the reason is very troublesome to say, so simply open the topic: "Wei Wei'an, you will cooperate first."
Vivian's brain question mark: "Cooperate?"
"Pretend that I am very good," Hao Ren said in the face of Vivienne, and then came to the man. "Stand up, we have something to ask you."
Vivian followed her head in the fog, and for a long time she said to herself: "I was very powerful, I am over 10,000 years old..."
The "tribal warrior" is still in great chaos, his eyes are constantly moving between Vivienne and Heather Anna, and more attention is placed on the short knife at his hand: the red of this short knife The light has been flashing since the beginning, and it has become more and more bright as Vivienne and Heather Anna approached. Hao Ren pointed to the short knife: "What is this?"
"The tribal warrior" did not take care of Hao Ren. He just bowed his head to Vivienne with sincerity and fear: "Goddess, what is your coming?"
Vivien didn't move for a long time, and Hao Ren couldn't help but secretly poke her arm: "Talk to you, and quickly edit it."
"Amount...oh," Vivian looked confused. She was really not good at this kind of blundering thing. "I... I will look down, pass by, pass by."
The "tribal warrior" did not care about such an inexplicable answer. His awe-inspiring posture was as always: "This world will prosper as you wish, and the spirit of all beings will welcome you with joy."
Hao Ren found himself being ignored, and had to cough twice more: "Cough, don't you introduce yourself?"
The "tribal warrior" looked up and looked at Hao Ren puzzledly. This revealed a stunned look: "I am the great warrior of the Hanuk tribe of the West Wind, Gezer."
“Hanook tribe of the West Wind?” Hao Ren frowned. “There are still many people like you?”
Gezer did not quite understand Hao Ren’s problem. He was slightly hesitant: “Every tribe has fewer than ten big warriors. The goddess that the goddess gives us is limited. Not everyone is qualified to obtain it.”
Originally, Hao Ren wanted to ask the other person about the population problem. But Gezer apparently misunderstood what else. He mentioned the holy blade. Hao Ren couldn't help but put his eyes on the other knife when he heard the word: "You said this? Can I see it?"
Gezer’s face was eccentric, and he seemed to think that the strangers who were walking with the goddess were a bit suspicious. Noticing his hesitation, Vivian finally knew that he should say something in this situation: "Let him see, we have to check... um. Check if the holy blade that was given to you is normal, after all. It’s been a long time in the past.”
With Vivienne's words, the short knife is also emitting more obvious light. This light seems to be a signal, let Geiser put down all doubts and respectfully hand this weapon to Hao Ren.
Hao Ren took a short knife and looked more curiously and carefully to look at this uniquely shaped blade. This is a short weapon that is only one foot long. It has a non-golden and non-woody odd grip. The blade part has a curved shape like a flaming flame. The complex texture can be seen on the knife. Its shape is between hieroglyphics and simple patterns, and it is interpreted by a translation plug-in. This is a prayer that praises the wind and the water.
The work of the short knife is very delicate, and the texture of the carved part is almost like an industrial product made with high precision. After seeing the rough leather of Gezer and the short bow behind it, it is hard to imagine that he or his people can do it. Out of this precision weapon.
Perhaps as he said, this is the holy blade given by the "Goddess", not a human casting.
"Do you have an impression of this?" Hao Ren took the view of Geisel and took the short knife to Vivian.
Vivian is a bit confused: "No, I don't remember that I have had this kind of thing. And what I was like in the past. To get such a high-level weapon, I have already taken it for a change. The human society a hundred years ago is a huge rich."
Hao Ren touched the lines on the short knife that were emitting red light: "But it is obviously responding to you."
Vivian placed her hand on the short knife, and the red light on the surface of the latter immediately became bright, and a kind of awkward, almost vitality came from the short knife. The metal made a subtle sound as if it were a joy. Lily spit out her tongue: "It's not yours."
"The power above is really close to mine, but this knife is really not mine," Vivian looked at Hao Ren. "Do you know what?"
"I will tell you in detail," Hao Ren said simply, turning and returning the knife to Geisel. "Give you, in good condition. Can you take us to your family now?"
According to normal logic, a person will not be alone in this savanna, and this Gezer seems to be an important figure of a tribe, so the "Hanook tribe of the West Wind" mentioned by the other side should be nearby. Perhaps it was in a certain position where the probe had not been seen before.
Gezer did not hesitate to agree, but he looked at the relics around him with a little embarrassment: "I have a mission here..."
"Oh, busy with you first," Hao Ren nodded and found that Gezer was still hesitant, so he took a moment and glared at Vivian and let her nod. "She also agreed."
Gezer then let go of his heart. He first ran to find the arrow pots and arrows that he had dropped, and then ran to the former large platform with many slate and stone monuments in the sight of Hao Ren's curiosity. He took some herbal powder from his carry-on bag and ignited it on a stone platform with a near-sacred gesture. The smoke from the burning of the herbs flew to the nearby slate, while Geiser carefully observed the smoke. The direction, the face showed a serious expression.
At the same time, he seems to be a bit cautious and embarrassed.
This kind of restraint and jealousy comes from Vivian, who is curious behind him.
Hao Ren believes that Geisel is carrying out a kind of religious ritual. He may come to this ruin alone or perhaps with the task assigned by the tribe: such as worshipping the goddess. And Vivian, who is considered to be the "goddess", is watching next to him. After all, not every **** is the style of Raven 145, nor is every pope and Hao Ren can face the street with his own god.
It was not too long for Gezer to complete these ceremonies. After he got up, Hao Ren took the initiative to welcome him: "Go, let me tell you about your tribe."
At the same time, he also put a new command on the data terminal in his mind: "Let all the probes be removed from the cloud top and the surface crust, and now start to increase the intensity of scanning this 'underground world', this space is more than we imagined interesting."
Gezer did not even ask about the identity of Hao Ren and his entourage. It seems that a Vivian is enough to give him the greatest trust in these strangers. He mentioned some things in this world. Because Hao Ren is not sure that the other party knows about another layer of the crust and the eldest son on the top of the head, he can ask for a limited scope. The first thing he knows about the Gezers. Happening.
This underground world is covered by vast grasslands and sparse forests. In Gezer’s cognition, the whole world is a structure similar to a heavenly place. It is called the “Eternal Column” of the magnificent mountains (in fact, the Tianzhu Giant Tree) Supporting the structure of the world, everything between heaven and earth is given by the goddess, and everything about the goddess is a truth that cannot be questioned. The people of Gezer live on the grasslands, chasing the rivers and lakes that change with the seasons. They are semi-native semi-nomadic people. Although they are often in the middle of migration, the route and location of each migration will not change. Not only because the ecological environment of the underground world is as precise and stable as a clock, but also seems to contain some kind of belief in it.
In addition to the "Hanook tribe of the West Wind" mentioned by Gezer, there are also other tribes living in forests, mountains, swamps, etc. These tribes usually maintain communication and maintain a kind of Very peculiar loose joint state.
Hao Ren asked in a side-by-side attack and found that the population of all these tribes is very limited: the number of human beings in this world is kept at a very low level. And not only are the population limited, but the lifestyles of these tribes are also quite primitive. They hardly build any size cities and other man-made facilities. Even though the tribes living in the mountainous areas seem to have this ability, they still maintain the oldest life. the way.
The final topic is still back to the "sacred blade" in the hands of Geiser.
Gezer firmly believes that this holy blade is the object that the goddess gave to mortals in ancient times, and it has an invisible connection with the power of the goddess.
"Only the selected warrior is qualified to wield the holy blade," Geisel showed his qualifications with pride. He put his hand on the short knife handle and stood up to show his bravery to Vivienne. "No. Qualified people can't touch the holy blade, they will die because of blood boiling. When the power of the goddess is close to the holy blade or the holy blade is close to each other, its power will be strengthened, but the light that the holy blade releases today is me. Life is only seen in the records of the tribe, the goddess has not come to this world for many years."
When he heard the saying "blood boiling", Hao Ren couldn't help but look at Vivienne: the nature of this power is no doubt.
The nature of the "clearing power" of the Holy Blade also explains how Geisel judged Vivienne's identity: he did not recklessly regard Vivian as a goddess, but sensed the power of the latter. After that, I came to a conclusion.
Things seem to be getting more and more interesting. (To be continued.)