Chapter 277 Prophecy


Chapter 277 Prophecy
The age of mythology is at least thousands of years old. Even antique artifacts from that time were rare, let alone a magical simulacrum with certain intelligence.

But this magical simulacrum opened its mouth and said, "Eat it?" ’, it feels like Qin Shihuang suddenly jumped out and said, ‘Unify, unify’.

Everyone looked at each other, no one expected it to be this style of painting.

"Eat, eat some solid food."

Aldee actually answered.

I had long heard that most powerful masters were just teasing. I thought it was just a rumor before, but it turned out to be true when I saw it today...

Fortunately, the other party just said a simple greeting, and then he said:

"What time is it now?"

"The Demon King's calendar year is 648. It doesn't matter if you don't understand. This is the new calendar. According to the original old calendar, it should be 6423 years."

"It turns out that it's been so long..."

The magic simulacrum shows a very realistic expression of confusion, but don't be fooled by the image. The intelligence of this thing is not that advanced, and all its reactions are preset.

Just like the AI ​​customer service on some online shopping platforms, they can only answer your specific questions. If there are no preset questions, they cannot respond.

"What was the outcome of the Battle of Enzmauz?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Don't you know? It turns out that future generations no longer know about the Battle of Enzimaoz."

Then the magic simulacrum cleared its throat and said solemnly: "For the latecomers who heard this, I don't know when you will arrive, and I don't know who you are. I can only place my hope in the distance. ’s future.”

This passage sounds like a recording, a tape from ancient times being played.

"There are great secrets hidden here. No matter what your reason is for coming here, please make an accurate judgment."

At this time, the magic simulacrum disappeared and was replaced by a square magic screen. The screen showed a group of people with unclear faces crowded into the screen. It looked like they were raising their hands and shouting something.

"In our time, some people tried to rebel against the gods and their creator. They traveled across the entire plane and even the multiverse to find weapons that could kill the gods. They almost succeeded."

In the picture, huge statues can be seen being torn down, stones broken, and temples burned.

"I was once one of them. I thought they were resisting the tyranny of gods and allowing mortals to be free. But I was wrong. They were not following freedom, but following the deeper ancient darkness."

The screen went black, and then several human images appeared.

Some are warriors wearing heavy armor, some are wizards holding staffs, and some are people whose profession is difficult to judge by looking at their appearance.

"After losing its ruler, gods from outside the realm invaded this plane. This is when strife and chaos began."

The scene then turned into a war, with people colliding and flaming stones thrown by trebuchets roaring past.

"The actions of our predecessors can only be evaluated by future generations like you. I can only remind you to be careful of the enemies dormant in the darkness, but also beware of the enemies in the light."

These words were said without any beginning or end, and Aldai frowned while taking out her notebook to record.

"I can't make up for my mistakes, and I don't know the purpose of your coming here, but I still want to give you a hint."

He said:

"When the last bloodline of the kingdom retreats, the ancient king finally wakes up. The scattered power will be recovered, no one can stop the torrent of fate, and the dust-laden secrets will be unlocked with the fall of the gods. The golden rod is in the hands of the Avengers, and the fallen gods are helpless. King, you will return, but the shadow of the light will come, and it may destroy the kingdom. The secret of breaking the situation is in the king's hands. When will you find it? Returning strength is the most important thing.”

This is a prophecy, a prophecy from thousands of years ago.

Prophecy is also a large category in magic, but the spells of the prophecy school...

Let's put it this way, it's basically like saying it in vain. Most mages who are good at the prophecy school usually work as weather forecasters in big cities. Other than that, it is difficult for the prophecy school to say anything about its accuracy.

Different people have different views on the interpretation of prophecies. A prophecy has different interpretations in different eras. In many cases, the interpretation of the prophecy will be very different.

What's even worse is that even if you can accurately predict the future, you can't make any changes to the future.

As the magic simulacrum said, no one can stop the flow of fate, everything is arranged.

The magic screen disappeared immediately, and the magic simulacrum appeared in front of the four people again.

"The recording has finished playing, and the simulacrum is about to self-destruct."

"Wait, what exactly is stored here?"

The magic simulacrum stirred and said in a harsh noise-like voice:
"The Heart Stone will tell you the answer."

Then the image shattered and disappeared, and the magic circle on the ground was burned in a burst of bright light, leaving nothing behind.

Draeger took out his ears that were stung by the noise:

"What did he just say? Why can I understand what he meant even though it's in a language I've never heard before?"

"That's ancient language, and its characteristic is that there are no communication barriers."

Aldai explained casually and closed the notebook with a snap.

Perrin also asked:
"What does he mean by the return of kings and the fall of gods?"

As a priest, Palin was certainly more sensitive to the topic of gods.

"I don't know, let's keep exploring."

This is pure deception, Aldai knows something.

Viola was cornered and had no way to retreat. The Demon King awakened and personally intervened.

This confirms the first sentence of the prophecy: 'When the last bloodline of the kingdom retreats, the ancient king finally wakes up.'

The meaning of the sentence "The dispersed power will be recovered, and no one can stop the torrent of fate" probably refers to the Demon King God gradually retrieving the Demon King's Ring and restoring its power. This is a certainty, even if someone It's impossible to stop it in the dark.

But then Aldai couldn’t understand it either.

What about the fall of the gods, what about the golden staff, what about the shadow in the light, Aldai looked confused.

It is impossible for the gods to fall. If the multiverse world loses all its gods, the entire world will collapse.

If this is the case, the prophecy will not be realized in the future.

Besides, just now Li Chengqi shouted in Aldai's ear through the 'oracle' to tell her to go home quickly. This didn't look like the fall of the gods.

The prophecies are like this. They all look reasonable, but in fact most of them are nonsense.

How to extract useful information and use it is difficult.

Speaking of this, maybe I should report it to the Demon King God.

Gods look at things from a different perspective than mortals. They are from a higher dimension. This is why many priests have to rack their brains to explain the oracles. Maybe the devil god can get useful information from the prophecies.

But not now. Aldai didn't want to take out the Holy Emblem and kneel down to pray in front of others, so she might as well continue exploring.

(End of chapter)

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