Why was it that only his Soul reacted to the sound that all creatures heard?
Because he...understood it completely!
The language of this Outer God was recorded in the Tongues of All Things!
In other words, this Outer God was not alone; it had many kin and was a life form of an intelligent Race!
And the aning the Outer God expressed just now was: "Oh? You actually understand our script! Impressive!"
Besides that, there was a sense of surprise.
As for the other anings conveyed in that sentence, Lu Wenwu couldn’t understand.
At least for now, he couldn’t understand.
It might also be because he lacked a certain special sensory organ of this Race.
Now he finally recalled why the runes in the Magic Array that Liu Jianwu engraved looked familiar.
Many of them were filled with imaginings, aningless.
But a part of the most Profound Mysteries, when combined, ford a sentence in the language spoken by the Outer God.
Translated into Chinese it would be—Big Brother, save us!
Who knows how Liu Jianwu learned the language of this Outer God’s Race!
This made cold sweat run down Lu Wenwu’s back as he recalled a brainwave he had about humans, ants, and Cthulhu.
Humans are like ants in Cthulhu’s eyes, and simultaneously, ants are like Cthulhu in human eyes.
They are unknown, incomprehensible, and unknowable beings.
Imagine if a group of ants lined up on your table and arranged a sentence with a laser pointer.
For example: Big Brother is aweso! We are about to starve, could you grant us so food?
Anyone with the slightest curiosity would notice this and would definitely throw so food to see what these ants are up to.
So might even record it on their phones and post it to social dia to show off.
Perhaps the ants themselves wouldn’t understand the principle behind this.
But as long as they knew that performing a certain action at a certain ti could potentially summon human aid or Fury.
For instance, if a group of ants perished en masse on a writer’s desk, forming a sentence—worthless ss, what rubbish writing, a pile of crap.
The writer would definitely be furious and imdiately scour for the source and destroy the entire ant World with molten aluminum!
How dare small ants disrupt my Dao Heart?
The ants summon humans in this way, akin to Liu Jianwu, who out of sheer boredom engaged in sacrificial summoning.
Offering oneself to summon the Evil God, comparable to ants offering a small pinch of gold dust and arranging a sentence: Big Brother, help!
From a different perspective, if such a group of ants were encountered, Lu Wenwu, as a bystander for laughs, would at least try to help.
Of course, so people might find ants disgusting or annoying and slap them to death.
So might even trace back to the ant nest and pour a bathroom full of yellow liquid over it.
Now, Lu Wenwu highly suspected that Liu Jianwu was one of those ants, and the Outer God was the human whose curiosity was piqued.
The Outer God noticed creatures attempting to communicate once more with the World it destroyed ten thousand years ago and ca to take a look.
A true glance.
Just as Lu Wenwu was lost in thought, that Soul-wearying pressure returned.
"Wow, the little guys on this little ball seem to have recovered quite well. There’s so little filth now," the Outer God exclaid with a bit of cheer, then added with a bit of regret, "But you are so weak now, much weaker than before."
It took Lu Wenwu a full five minutes to analyze the aning of these two sentences.
Shock swept over his emotions.
Filth?
Recovery?
This doesn’t sound like sothing a World-destroying Divine Spirit would say?
Wait a minute.
The Old Dragon left two sentences for him before dying.
He said they got it wrong!
Could this mistake be referring to....
Hiss!
Lu Wenwu was suddenly startled by his own thoughts.
If the Outer God wasn’t the Evil God at all, and there is another Divine Spirit responsible for the corrupting pollution, and the Outer God was here to help for so reason...
Based on the current situation, that’s entirely possible!
If it were truly a malevolent Divine Spirit causing the pollution, the ans left by the Old Dragon King and those Divine Lives wouldn’t be enough to contend with a true Divine Spirit!
"Who just called ? Your little sphere seems to be in no danger?"
The giant eye of the Outer God subtly moved in the sky, causing the surrounding vast Spaces to collapse, appearing as if the heavens were about to shatter, an apocalyptic scene unfolding.
"There’s nothing that needs my help, I’m leaving now, little guys..."
As the words fell, the giant eye began vibrating and slowly retreated towards an unknown Dinsional Space.
Lu Wenwu was inspired, and with great effort, he shouted, "Please stay!"
These three words nearly exhausted all he had learned in his life, making it harder than solving an advanced math problem.
After all, understanding is one thing, but speaking is another.
The Tongues of All Things enabled him to read and speak the languages of other Races, but voicing it definitely required practice.
It’s like asking a Cantonese person with an accent to say: Four is four, ten is ten, fourteen is fourteen, forty is forty, don’t say four as ten, and don’t say ten as four.
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