Chapter 10 You Really Can't Read Runes?

No record!

The result given by Regis Lev made Wu Mou's only expectation come to nothing, but this was also what he expected to happen.

Rather, if there are still sporadic records, he will feel that something is wrong.

"It's the smell of conspiracy." A thought flashed in Wu Mou's mind.

He clearly remembered that a well-known historian once said that if these Westerners had a few taels of bad water in their stomachs, they would not be able to hide it; if they had achieved something, they would definitely publicize it.

God is no exception. After all, Western guys are created by Western gods, and there is nothing wrong with a son following his father.

"Can I see the minutes of these years, in physical form."

"can."

Regis Lev chanted a spell, and the bookshelves in the library moved slowly, constantly moving and changing positions, and finally a huge bookshelf full of sheepskin scrolls came in front of the three of them.

"In order to get more clues, I started searching from 4000 BC, here, this is the volume."

Reggie Lev conveniently took a roll of parchment from the shelf.

"Wait, sheepskin in 4000 BC? Sheep were born before humans?"

"No, the minutes of the meeting were originally engraved on stone, but later transcribed on parchment."

Seeing that Wu Mou was about to open the scroll, Brunhilde quickly reached out and stopped him.

"You open the scroll so easily, aren't you afraid of being hurt by the overflowing magic power!"

"don't know."

Knowing that Wu Mou didn't understand the power of the sheepskin scroll, Brunhilde sighed.

"The minutes of the meeting of the Valhalla Council have two versions, one is Greek, and the other is our northern gull's version, which is written in runic script."

"Every letter of the runes has a magical meaning, which is why we can use magic by chanting the runes. The longer and more complex the sentence, the more sophisticated the magic structure released, the more amazing the power."

Brunhilde reached out and grabbed the sheepskin scroll in Wu Mou's hand and said:

"Like the minutes of the meeting of the Valhalla council, the number of runes used is no less than that used by a large magic circle. Even the gods must be prepared to read the contents. Ordinary gods are at least blinded by the overflowing magic power, and at worst are burnt to ashes by magic on the spot!"

"I think I should be fine."

Wu Mou muttered in a low voice, after all, he still has a [Godless System] on his body, and the overflowing magic power in front of him is equivalent to blowing the wind.

"Overestimate your own strength, I don't want you to die here before doing your business."

After finishing speaking, Brunhilde raised his slender hand, stretched out his index finger to the tip of Wu Mou's nose, and chanted a spell. A stream of magical power gushed out from his fingertips like a trickle, covering Wu Mou's skin. Such a thin layer.

After casting the spell, Brunhilde poked Wu Mou's nose fiercely, and put his hands on his chest.

"This is a magic barrier that can protect you from the magical impact of this sheepskin scroll."

"Thank you, beautiful and kind Miss Brunhilde."

In fact, Wu Mou didn't feel anything strange. In the realm of the Godless, no magic would work on him.

Brunhilde also noticed something strange. He did use magic on Wu Mou, but he didn't feel any fluctuation of magic power on him.

However, considering Wu Mou's previous performances at the council meeting, her worries may be unnecessary.

"Then I've won the lottery."

As Wu Mou said, he slowly unfolded the sheepskin scroll.

Just a line of runes was exposed, and Wu felt a slight warm wind blowing in front of him, and then continued to spread, the wind was getting stronger and higher, and the temperature was getting higher and higher!

When the whole parchment was fully unfolded, Wu Mou could only feel a high-power hair dryer outputting crazily at him!

"Is this the rune text? Interesting."

Brunhilde said it right. If you don't protect yourself well, the others will be gone the moment you unroll the scroll. Thank you, system!
"Um...um...so that's how it is...that's how it is..."

Wu Mou browsed the sheepskin scroll and nodded thoughtfully.

"You...can understand rune writing?"

You must know that humans who understand runic characters on Earth can count on ten fingers, and understanding the meaning of individual letters is relatively simple, but it is even more difficult to write an article with grammar!This boy in his early 20s can understand it?
"Ah, no, I don't understand this..." Wu Mou smiled awkwardly.

"Then why are you pretending to understand!"

"I beg you to be merciful and help me interpret it!" Wu Mou begged Brunhilde with an innocent expression.

"Hey, I've convinced you, come with me."

"Great!"

In fact, Wu Mou could understand the contents of the scroll. The system mall has knowledge about rune characters. Although the points required for redemption were ridiculously high, he gritted his teeth and redeemed them anyway. As for why he lied and said he didn’t understand , that can only be said, I understand everything.

In front of the large stone table, the two gods sat alone, and Wu Mou was next to Brunhilde. The faint fragrance of flowers on the Valkyrie's body made him intoxicated.

"What brand of shampoo do you use, it smells really good."

"It's a kind of flower that only grows in God's Domain. It's called Lady Winter. It blooms even in the coldest days of Asgard, and there's..."

As he spoke, Brunhilde pulled out the saber he carried with him from his waist, and slapped it heavily on the stone table with sharp eyes.

"Be honest, I'll kill you if you dare to mess around!"

"Yes! I dare not!"

Although Wu Mou is an LSP, he also knows how to measure. If he doesn't know how to read the atmosphere, it will only make the opposite sex disgusted.

The sheepskin scrolls recorded the content of the first Valhalla Council. At that time, there was no human beings, and there were only living creatures such as prehistoric creatures and insects. The first gods, including Zeus, had nothing to do Just judging these little insects, there is indeed no information about the gods of China in the records.

It took a morning, and the two gods roughly finished all the scrolls alone.

As Reggie Rev gave the answer, there is no clue.

Wu Mou did not give up, spread out the parchment scroll, and said to Reggie Leif:

"Reggie Lev, check to see if there are any traces of modification in these meeting minutes!"

At this moment, a familiar thick middle-aged male voice slowly came from outside the library.

"Unexpectedly, ants ran into the sacred Valkyrie Library today!"

(End of this chapter)

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