Chapter 613: [613] Dragon Tongue.

Chapter 613: [613] Dragon Tongue.



The first language to have existed in the universe, as old as time itself. The language of the oldest and first beings of the universe, perhaps, Dragon Tongue. A mystical and ancient language, one that was imbued with magic properties that Alan couldn't decipher at all. The root of all magic.

It was changing, despite having been written in black stone, the letters, or rather runes changed all the time, they were like a liquid, they were like a solid, and sometimes even gas. It changed continuously, the runes would sometimes join together, or be separate. The language was a sorcery of its own.

It was confusing, very, very confusing, yet I didn't need to worry about translating it. It was the language of the dragons, and I am a dragon. Only we and some individuals who had devoted their entire life to it, or had a high aptitude to magic, could hope to understand this. My hand, driven by a force not my own, moved up and touched the writings.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

A source of power filled me, I took a deep breath and instantly, I felt refreshed, brimming with power.

"... Dragon tongue, huh."

I continued to stare at it with amazement for a moment, my gift did not need to translate this at all. Despite having never seen it before, I knew what it meant. What every word meant, what it could ever mean. All the different meanings of his specie's complex language... Its secret laid bare.

"Shape shifter of the divine..."

He read the text, the words that came out of his mouth weren't English, nor any Earthen language. It was a language that influenced the world around him. It was amazing. Alan never felt so powerful, and this was simply the result of reciting written words.

'Shape shifter of the divine...'

That was merely the first.

"And thus, you died. Death came, and your primordial might could not stop it. Now, of your children, only the serpent of the World remains, and it shall meet the same fate. Death has now inherited your cursed sin, but it will not stop death from enacting her vengeance."

That was it, the meaning behind the words ended right then and there. Wisps of mana left Alan's nostrils and mouths. Alan's heart had gone into overdrive, and produced ungodly amounts of mana in response to its tongue. The entire church was filled with a blue hue.

That single line, held such a vast meaning. Once, he didn't know what it could even mean completely. Yet...it wasn't it.

The runes changed once more... No. They rewrote themselves, lower than the first line. On the floor beneath Alan. The runes this time were much more than the first. Alan bent down, fell to his knees, still reeling in from the amount of mana that now populated his vessel. Did he break through a minor rank? His aura had shrunk down, and was now afraid. It retreated to the dantian, and did not move a bit. Even trying to circulate it didn't help. It would just not move.

Alan's glowing eyes met the runes, and he began to recite them as well. The line was much longer, but it did not possess a vast meaning.

"The God beasts have been forgiven due to the Fire bird, Shivalkulan recognizes the voyage of the fire bird to redeem the sins of the species. And thus, the Blood of Fire bird is granted safety among Draconian lands."

"The house of Death will not forget the voyage into the unknown taken by the Fire bird."

This time, it was not just his mana, but his blood also had a strange reaction. His cold body grew hot...and his aura increased. Fighting against his mana, it was finally given the confidence to rage forth, aided by his blood.

"... This one is even more confusing."

Even though the previous passage was confusing as well... He could understand it somewhat due to him having some context...and his own mind to draw conclusions... But this?

He didn't think he would understand the meaning behind this at all.

One today, two tomorrow. Also, If the text is in italic, like this, it means dragon tongue is being spoken. See ya later :D.