Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 1597: Chapter 857: The Prophet and the Past

Wild Wind was confused.

Too many things had happened in this one hour tonight.

The giants were first betrayed by the trusted ‘He’.

Then a human jumped in to help them out.

This person was not only powerful but also understood their language.

Wild Wind’s mind couldn’t quite process it all… the information was just too overwhelming!

Involved with the Giant Prophet!

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The giant language is the most difficult in the Inner World, bar none.

You might find some patterns in other languages, but the giant language has no patterns, fully reliant on mental induction.

Doo doo, Ka cha, Feng, Gege, Hehehe, Ho, these sounds are completely illogical, a giant can express thousands of meanings with just one word.

At the same time, the giants realized this racial advantage; as long as humans don’t understand their language, it’s hard to fully uncover their secrets.

Giants could loudly conspire in front of humans without worrying about leaking secrets.

Wild Wind looked at Qing Chen and earnestly said, “You should have said you were the Prophet’s friend earlier, we will trust the Prophet’s friends without reservation.”

“Prophet?” Qing Chen asked in confusion.

On the Roosevelt Kingdom’s network, he had never even heard that the Giant Race had a “Prophet”.

Wild Wind nodded, “Prophet! The most supreme existence of our Giant Race, it was generations of Prophets that led us to live under the shadow of the Roosevelt Kingdom, otherwise we would have long perished. The fruit you ate can only be owned by the Prophet, so you must be the Prophet’s friend.”

In the Giant Dynasty, the King is the actual ruler of the kingdom.

But who can be king is chosen by the Prophet.

So although the Prophet does not participate in daily governance, their status is incredibly high, being the spiritual leader of the Giant Race.

Years ago, when the Taboo Forest was not yet connected into a whole, the Roosevelt Kingdom completely oppressed the Giant Race; human advanced technology and weapons made it hard for the Giants to breathe.

Over two hundred years ago, the ‘Prophet’ racial talent was born, and the first Giant Prophet led the Giant Race to refuge, always avoiding misfortune, finally enduring until 81 years ago when the Taboo Forest formed.

At that time, the first prophet’s initial prophecy was: “The great giants need temporary endurance, when the dense forest forms a green ocean, new rules will emerge in the world. The giants will rebuild their homes here, waiting for the world’s revival!”

In fact, if it weren’t for this Prophet, the Giant Race might have been extinct.

Later, that wise Prophet, to keep the Giant Race’s secrets, required all giants to hand over the red fruits to him for safekeeping, not allowing them to be given to humans, nor even to tell humans the secret of the red fruit.

The Prophet led the giants through the Taboo Forest and destroyed all the big trees that could bear red fruits, leaving only one planted in the Royal Court of the Giant Race, at the Prophet’s old residence.

Since then, no red fruit has flowed out, and the remaining ones are tightly controlled by the Prophet’s lineage.

Only a few humans considered friends by the Prophet could receive the gift.

But Qing Chen thought, Wild Wind must have misunderstood something.

After all, the fruit was given by Ding Dong, and Ding Dong certainly hasn’t crossed the sea to the West Continent.

Qing Chen thought about pretending to be the Prophet’s friend, but such a thing would eventually be found out, they could just ask the Prophet about it.

There was no need to even ask the Prophet, some in the Giant Race had the talent for mental synchronization, like Ding Dong.

Speaking lies in front of such giants was meaningless.

Qing Chen explained, “I come from the Forbidden Sea Coast, the fruit was given to me by my giant friend, he is not your Prophet, he is called Ding Dong.”

Wild Wind’s face changed again, in his mind, the great prophecy made by the first Prophet seemed to become even clearer.

He muttered, “Wind!”

(One day, a friend of the giants will come from the end of the vast sea, that friend holds thunder in his hands, with golden light deep within his pupils. He is the belief on the mountain top, the creature in the waves, the falcon in the sky. He understands our language and will ignite a new spark for the Giant Race, ushering in a new era. He will save us from peril and guide us forward.)

At this moment, Wild Wind had only said one word, but the unique nature of the giant language directly transported Qing Chen as if he was brought into the stone chamber where the Prophet resided, and that aged Prophet made the last prophecy of his life with the last flame of his life.

Qing Chen was silent.

This prophecy seemed to point each and every word at him.

He even felt like someone was conspiring with the Giant Race to act him out!

Qing Chen sighed, “Is it true or not…”

Saying this, he opened his palm before Wild Wind, only to see golden arcs of electricity dancing inside, like elves of the midnight flapping their wings.

The next moment, he looked up at Wild Wind, and saw the golden hue deep in his pupils was soul-stirring, as if molten thunder flowed.

Everything seemed like the Prophet’s prophecy was coming true before their eyes.

Wild Wind cried.

This wasn’t an exaggeration, Wild Wind truly cried in emotion, he squatted down and looked directly at Qing Chen, “Friend, why did you come only now, we’ve had such a hard time all these years!”

Qing Chen: “…Is the emotion necessary to be so overwhelmed.”

Qing Chen had interacted with Ding Dong, so he knew although giants seemed rough, their emotions were no different from humans, even more genuine.