Chapter 3569: Still About the Naming Issue

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I am definitely tired, but fortunately, angels have a long lifespan, and the pace of certain things is relatively slow. After confirming the blind date list, Edlu did not immediately arrange a blind date, otherwise, he would run away from the match. I'm afraid it's not Aiwa'er who's the one, but me.

In fact, we didn’t want to stay in the City of Prayer for too long on this trip. Perhaps Edlu knew this and specifically explained that the blind date would be a little later, asking him to make arrangements. Friends, if you are interested, we can even come together to cheer up this M-shaking angel.

What's the point of helping? You should just watch the fun, if something can happen... No, I can't help but rejoice in the misfortune, I am also a victim!

At the end of City of Prayer, Ava'er finally brought a little comfort to my injured heart.

Isn’t the purpose of coming here to see the legendary super artifact, the Fountain of Prayer? But before I gave various explicit hints, asking Aiwa'er to intercede with her grandfather and take us to see him, she was always vague, as if it was a big deal.

If you think about it carefully, that is indeed a big deal. Are things like super artifacts just for outsiders to see casually? If it were the alliance's super artifact, I would have to hide it.

After several attempts to no avail, I gave up this idea, but I didn’t expect that on the last day of our stay in the City of Prayer, she suddenly told us that she would take us to see the Spring of Prayer. The twists and turns brought us a lot of joy. surprise.

On that day, Aiwaer took us all the way around, but we came to the lake located in the center of the City of Prayer, which we have visited many times.

"What are you bringing us here for? Is there really a secret hidden under the lake?" I pushed up the bridge of my nose with a Conan look on my face.

"I'm just telling you, Fanfan still doesn't believe it." Tia said proudly.

"I didn't say that the secret is the source of magic, I meant the fountain of prayer. How proud are you?" He pinched the tip of the little girl's arrogant nose, but when he turned around, he found that Aiwaer had made a silent gesture to us. gesture.

"Stop talking and wait quietly, otherwise don't blame me if you get kicked away later."

This shaky angel doesn't seem like a guy who likes to scaremonger or exaggerate. I'll just shut up and stand by the lake with everyone and wait.

Then I found that more and more angels gathered by the lake, some in twos and threes, and some like a torrent, gathering from the streets in all directions. In a blink of an eye, the lake was already full of angels, with white wings everywhere. Imagine the crowds in a large chicken farm...well, forget it, I'm afraid angels can read minds.

Angels from all directions gather here, probably occupying at least one or two tenths of the city of prayer. Although the angel population is not large, it is quite scary to look at it like this. After all, they have a high starting point and great potential. These angels are now Or in the future, there will be pseudo-domain masters, domain experts, world power experts, and even four-wing experts who are active and active.

In the entire alliance, in the entire Dark Continent, there are not so many pseudo-domain masters, domain experts and world power experts combined. This is just Angel City. I don’t know about other towns, but as the main city, Holy Light City, as well as the border city of God's Punishment, which faces the Hell Clan, there are definitely many more masters than here.

Thinking about it this way, it suddenly became terrifying.

What's even more strange is that so many angels gathered together, but I, a four-winged man, could not hear a single noise, no one said anything, and even the footsteps heading here were deliberately muted.

The uniform silence and the discipline of the angels can be seen here. No wonder Eva told us not to talk.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the lake. They kept their bodies quiet, but cast pious and fiery eyes.

Could it be that...

At this moment, the holy light suddenly appeared. It seemed that for a moment, the light of the entire heaven gathered here, exuding an unprecedented warmth, softness, brilliance, purity, sacredness, and eternity... It can no longer be described in words. Light.

Life, the third side beyond opposition, is quietly born here in the form of transcendent laws. It is so small and yet so great, as if people can see the Creator opening up the world and creating all things. Everything comes from nothing, the sky, the continent. , ocean, life, the world changes from black and white to color...

In a trance, billions of rays of light gathered into a beam and slowly descended.

Huh...huh huh?

I subconsciously stretched out my hands to catch this newly born little life that fell from the sky.

"It seems that the Fountain of Prayer also favors you particularly." The crowd separated into an aisle, and Edlu walked over with a calm expression.

"Eh...ah, sorry...I didn't mean to...can I ask what happened?"

All the angels' eyes were focused on me. It was even more stressful than when I walked up to the stage on God's birthday and faced hundreds of thousands of eyes. What's more, I was holding a little life that was still lingering in my arms. I was a little incoherent. He fell into a state of confusion.

"Don't worry, it's not a big deal. Occasionally, the fountain of prayer will directly entrust the new life to the hands of the tribe. Under normal circumstances, if this situation occurs, the tribe will personally raise this little life. , if the other party is willing."

Edlu smiled and said that under normal circumstances, no tribesman would refuse the honor bestowed by the prayer fountain. At least as far as he knew, there had never been an example of refusal throughout the ages.

"Eh...Eh?" I seemed to have transformed into an Eh-Eh monster, and I could only keep saying "Eh-Eh".

Could this be the legendary... happy to be a father? Is my daddy aura really so strong that it even attracts the fountain of prayer?

"Chichi!!!" Kajier was extremely resistant. Regardless of being surrounded by countless eyes, she rushed out and hugged me, screaming non-stop, as if to express, "I only want to do it." It would be nice to have Kajier.

By the way, I seemed to hear the sound of my senior brother’s heart breaking. There was a bang, extremely loud and crisp, and the broken pieces were finer than sand.

"Of course, Your Excellency Wu Fan is not of the angel clan, nor does he have the knowledge and skills to cultivate our clan. This is a special case. How should we deal with it?"

When such an exception occurs, Edlu seems to be quite hesitant. Logically speaking, the choice of the prayer fountain should be abided by, but this choice is really... It is really surprising. How can an outsider raise the precious child? of tribesmen.

Seeing Kajie who was anxious and constantly acting coquettishly trying to attract attention, Edlu seemed to have an idea.

"Your Excellency Wu Fan, I have a suggestion. We should still be responsible for raising the child. However, can you please give this child a name?"

"Ahem, grandpa, I don't think this is appropriate." Before I could say anything, Ai Wa'er stood up and objected loudly.

This idiot Druid probably doesn’t know how important it is to name the tribesmen born from the prayer fountain. Under normal circumstances, tribesmen born from the prayer fountain are brought to the church and given the name of the Holy Spirit. The bond created by giving a name and letting others choose the name is not small. It is equivalent to putting a mark on the child's bloodline and inheritance.

Because of this, although the names of angels are simple and not as numerous and lengthy as the lives in the Dark Continent, there is a special meaning behind every simple name.

Of course, the most important thing is that this guy's naming skills are ranked high in the Dark Continent. Do you really want him to name it? Grandpa, are you trying to trick people? Are you sure that after he takes the name, he won't be overwhelmed by the angry tribesmen and beaten to death?

"This must be the will of the Holy and Praying Fountain, and we only have to obey it."

"Okay...okay."

Seeing that Edlu had brought up the sacred name, Aiwa'er had no choice but to give up, and then turned back sharply, her gaze cutting like a knife.

Do you know what to do? If you don't want to die, just be honest and give me an ordinary name!

what happened?

I blinked blankly, what on earth is this plot? Didn’t Edru just ask me if I was willing? I still have the freedom to choose, right? How come Aiwa'er stepped forward and exchanged words with Edlu, as if it was a drama, and it suddenly became an official matter?

My right to choose was taken away by Leona?

Under the gaze of countless scorching eyes, the conversation just now seemed to have become irrefutable evidence. There was no turning back. I could only accept the out-of-control plot development. Thinking about it carefully, the result was not bad at all. Of course, the baby of an angel still needs an angel. I don't have time to raise him even if I think about it. The battle with the hell clan is imminent.

As for naming... Humph, have you finally realized my terrifying identity as the naming emperor? Don’t worry, Sajia will definitely give it a resounding name.

As soon as this idea came up, Ai Waer's eyes glared over fiercely.

What are you staring at? You should thank me for not being the kind of six-star legendary protagonist whose fate is dictated by my will. I am just a pseudo-savior who goes with the flow. Otherwise, if you make such random arrangements, I will change my fate on the spot.

Let me think about it, let me think about it, by the way, what is gender?

I raised the baby in my arms and looked down, oh, oh, I know, I see, that’s how it is.

There is no little Jiojio.

He had no idea that his move made the people around him, even Edlu, twitch their eyes and began to regret making this decision.

One by one, great names with extraordinary meanings that shocked the past and the present were brewing in my mind. After continuous screening and elimination, only one remained, shining with the most dazzling golden light.

Decided!

I put my hands up, holding the baby high.

From now on, your name will be...

Simba!

No, no, try again!

From now on, your name will be...

Ultraman!

No, no, try again!

From now on, your name will be...

"Ellie Louie."

. . . (To be continued)