"The evolution of language in life-cherishing civilizations generally brings about this commonality: there are often clear differences between emergency words and commonly used words. This has great significance for the population, and is also a common choice of life-worshiping ideas - after all, in such a world No one in our culture wants to be misunderstood when calling for help.
However, in Devil's language, the main verb of calling for help has the same pronunciation as the other two words: the minced meat in the black gold bowl, and the half of the armpit exposed when raising the arm. "
——"Introduction to Biological Classification"
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"Lian Nubo." A familiar voice came from the front. Demonic language. An uncommon word. Ke Qier searched for the meaning of this word in his mind and subconsciously prepared to raise his arm.
"Fool."
The voice was changed to the common language and was much closer - it could be seen that he was moving very fast, but the strange thing was that Ke Qier still couldn't see Yi Cha's figure. The plane passage has been fully formed, the air flow in the passage has become much more stable, and the view is unobstructed.
"Come and save me. Idiot. Help."
Ke Qier flew forward with all his strength. He felt that he was quite fast. But his companion was faster than him - against the black background, Morocco was like a silver comet, pulling its long tail out from above. Her numerology is a diamond-shaped solid shuttle with smooth edges and no outward extending lines, which means that she has been destined for a destiny.
The ancestor of Dream Moro Yelifu is already the cornerstone of Weixing Qimian. The silver dragon still has the will to gather. She can talk, laugh, and even cry, but her destiny can no longer change. That numerologically closed shape means that she can no longer have a normal intersection with others.
unless……
Kircher kept his pace and his gaze.
The devil's triangular cone-shaped numerology was squeezed by the huge black fan and gray-white mist, almost invisible. A shining silver-white light appeared next to it out of thin air. It was Moro Yelifu's numerology, stuck in the gap that was about to disappear.
Creaking. A large cloud of probability erupted from the position where the shuttle rushed forward. The nearby lines were washed away and disintegrated into chaos, and then the four groups of numerology suddenly disappeared in front of Ke Qier's eyes.
Out of sight...because I was also involved? Ke Qier thought. No matter what kind of numerology, the basic rule will be repeatedly emphasized: an individual cannot understand his or her own numerology.
Now he kind of understood why.
If you want to gain insight into your own numerology, you will not only have the difficulty of observing yourself, but you will also fall into a cycle of "repeated understanding". The process of "observing" -> "understanding" will change the fact itself. When this change is observed again, an infinite loop will naturally occur... What will happen if we fall into that loop?
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I don’t know yet. It was too late to ask Nesis about this matter. In any case, he himself was involved in this intersection of numerology. For the time being, it can only be regarded that this newly understood observation method is the same as other numerology, and cannot distinguish the numerology in which the observer himself participates.
The angel was sure that he was staring at the intersection of the four numerology and not relaxing, and had been catching the changes - but the cold supreme logic did not give him this chance.
Losing awareness of numerology is undoubtedly very detrimental to the current situation. Fortunately, this problem was solved immediately.
The originally empty energy vision was filled, and Moro Yelifu hunched over to check, "Peng!"
Appears ten feet above Kezier.
A large churning whirlpool of terror loomed above their heads - they could recognize it as Lan Lewin, the true form of the conspiracy shadow. The angel felt dizzy at the sight and felt his entire body being sucked upwards. Moroje River seemed to be able to respond to gravity while floating, carrying the devil on his back, and dropped to the same height as him in the blink of an eye.
A hand stretched out and grabbed Ke Qier.
"Return. He doesn't dare to make big moves now, but that won't happen soon." Yi Cha's voice sounded a little weak. Keqier tried to stay focused and realized what was happening - some things he had already gleaned from the brief numerology observation just now:
The unique structure of Wei Xing Qi Mian prevents the remnants of the Featherless One from being attached to him. When the Featherless One breaks away from him and has no choice but to reveal a concrete individual, he is naturally noticed by Lan Lewin. When the fight between the two parties turned into a three-way fight, the situation changed subtly. Yi Cha relied on the entanglement between the two of them to survive until now.
There are some things he only just knew:
He cannot see the Featherless One from energy or physical vision. When he could no longer pay attention to the numerology due to the involvement, he had completely lost any observation of the featherless one. Completely unable to locate, estimate, or defend him.
It should be the same with Cha.
"no."
Ke Qier shook his head, feeling that for the first time in his life, he was surprisingly calm, and it was also the first time in his life that he simply rejected Yi Cha's proposal, "No. We must drive them away. This passage has no defense measures. We cannot let them follow us. Inside Wei Xing Qi Mian.”
"I didn't ask you to..." Yi Cha stopped mid-sentence and quickly fell into thinking.
"Connect me to the Featherless One," Kokiel said.
"I couldn't see him at all."
Yi Cha had no intention of considering this proposal, "You know, laws require observation to be realized."
"Luoyue Lake." Keqier continued simply, "That's Sariel's place. There is one of his administrators there. There is a connection between them. That kind of relationship should be simple. You can definitely copy it. "
Blue Lewin let out a muffled rumble. Keqier felt his hair and feathers flying upward. Moro Yelifu turned into a heavy stone ring and suppressed them.
"That's a tool relationship. Would you..." Yi Cha paused and said, "You have to think about it. I have nothing I can't bear."
"Where is the real me?"
"Here. Also at zero. Can we not have this stupid conversation?"
"You must be thinking about feasibility."
"Of course. And I've figured it out. Damn it, you have your own reasons today." Yi Cha stared at him with blazing green eyes and smiled lightly, "Congratulations on convincing me, angel."
The devil didn't tell him how difficult it would be, nor the dangers involved. He thought there was nothing to say about either.
Activities in Luoyue Lake don't seem to take time - I don't know when this became a crucial condition. It stands to reason that he absolutely needs to chat with Norole, but he doesn't want to say anything now.
In short, after the connection was completed, Ke Qier's figure disappeared from all sight.
Moroje River flew back with Echa in the direction.
Behind him came a series of sounds of the terrifying vortex escaping, choking, leaking air, and being eaten.
Not long after, they returned to the gray surface of Wei Xingqi. Duma closed the plane channel and fell to the ground, shadows surrounding him. Nesis sizzled.
Moroje River put Isaac down on the ground.
"I didn't expect you to come." He said to Silver Dragon.
"You gave me a lift many times, and I gave you a lift once."
Moroje River's consciousness briefly answered and then disappeared in a hurry.
"Ah. We lost the little angel. The short-term good looks of the ancestor's dream have also expired. We also lost one of your arms and two legs." Nesis walked to Yicha and stretched out a finger with a smile. Counting, "But everything is worth it. Everything is going in the right direction! What do you think?"
"I think it's good." Yi Cha looked down at the broken arm, "But we don't say 'good', we say 'evil'."
