Prophet Delaney sat cross-legged, he floating in mid-air, shrouded in a hazy holy light, the prophet meditating. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

A purple crystal seemed to echo his power, it shone, pulsated, swirled and fluttered around the Prophet, fantasies surging at him.

Dozens of mud-covered and exhausted humans strolled through a wilderness, and the unrelenting wind mixed with the sand swept by, they bowed their bodies and walked with difficulty.

A black dragon covered the Prophet's field of vision, it flew up and down the clouds, its huge and destructive body violently knocked the clouds apart, its mouth muttering a language that the Prophet did not understand, its huge claws holding a man, it suddenly landed, and landed in a swamp, the human in the giant claws was bound up by two half-human, half-dragon creatures, and they walked into a tall cave with the huge horned black dragon.

A human was lying on the bank of the river, he was motionless, as if he was dead, a brown bark fluttered slowly in the river behind him, and the bark suddenly jumped out of the river, it was a huge beast of prey, it opened its huge mouth full of fangs, and bit down on the human calf,' The dead man turned around violently, his face was confused and hideous, he reached out and scooped up a stone and hit the giant beast in the eye, the giant beast howled in pain, let go of the giant mouth, the human stood up, put on guard, he looked left and right, as if he wanted to find a weapon, the giant beast hissed like a snake and pounced.

'I'll bet 20 silver and that human wins!' 'A 'carriage' pulled by a huge beast, two ---- orcs!

"Okay, come on, I'll bet on that crocodile to win." The Prophet understood the orc language.

The man who fought with the beast found his weapon---- a tattered wooden plank floating in the river, and he quickly dodged the beast's bite, hitting the beast's eyes with the plank, and the beast was so enathed by him that it pounced desperately.

A blue lightning lit up, and another orc appeared, and he was holding out his hand that was bursting with blue lightning, and the lightning struck the giant beast, but the giant beast was already lying on top of the human.

"He's dead, give the money!" The orcs pressed for their gambling money.

"****, he's moving!"

The beast was violently lifted open, its chest sticking into its sharp plank, dead as the humans rolled over and looked at the orcs.

"A well-trained warrior." The orcs with wolf head hoods walked towards the humans with heavy flashes of blue-white electric light. "You're human?"

"Yes!" The human covered his head, a look of pain.

"That's a lot easier!" The orc suddenly stretched out his palm, and the lightning shot out, and the unsuspecting human was hit by the electric light, twitching and falling to the ground.

"Shackle him! In a cage! The two orcs who had made the bet carried the humans to the cage, and the cage covered with a large cloth was lifted.

A pair of blue eyes, an elf with huge forked antlers.

"The Horde and the Alliance have an agreement, Rhaegar." The elves speak fluent lingua franca. "Capturing a free human to be used as a slave is playing with fire!"

"Shut up." The orc pursed his lips in disdain. "He's just a deserter, you know?"

The humans were loaded into the car's iron cages, the rags were re-covered, and a trace of fog suddenly appeared, covering the prophet's vision.

"Varian!" The Prophet slowly opened his eyes, and the purple crystals that fluttered beside him fell back into his hands. "Such a 'complete' picture! The fog that has been torn apart! What do you want to tell me, Great Light! ”

The Prophet sat muttering to himself, trying to connect several images that he had done for millennia, but never before had the Light shown him such complete images, they had always been broken and ephemeral, and he needed to capture the clues to the path to the future in these fleeting images.

This time the foresight was very sudden, the 'Song of Souls' suddenly began to agitate, and he tried to meditate, but he did not expect that the 'Song of Souls' suddenly helped him tear through the fog that had been blocking him and show these images.

The shattered Atama Crystal helps him see the picture, but it can't help him solve his confusion, he needs the help of someone, the 'culprit' who prevents him from foreseeing his fantasies!

Taking out the paper brush and ink from the space bag around his waist, the Prophet wrote something on the paper, he rolled up the paper, glued a piece of sealing lacquer to seal the scroll, he took out his seal, hesitated for a moment, and printed the seal on the sealing lacquer, which was the first time he had used this seal.

"Redpass!" The Prophet dissipated the light from his body, and his feet fell back to the filthy floor.

"Your Excellency!" The paladin quickly pushed the door open.

"Send the letter to Benny." The Prophet handed over the scroll.

Redpass looked at the seal and the seal on it.

"What color, Your Excellency?" Redpass asked, leaning down.

"Red!"

Redpass was stunned for a moment, then nodded and bowed back.

Redpass walked to a deserted location.

"Ten?" Redpass turned his head back and forth with some doubts.

"I've been there." A figure appeared in the distortion of the air.

"It's a little hard to get used to." With an invisible shadow around him all the time, Redpass always felt a little creepy, and he wanted to refuse to allow these people from the Intelligence Department to follow, but he didn't dare to speak.

"Let's talk about the mission." Said the figure shrouded in black leather armor, the night making him look looming.

"Red Expedited." Redpass handed over the scroll.

"Got it." The figure shoved the letter into his chest, and the air fluctuated, and the figure returned to night.

"If you have something to look for Thirteen, she will replace me." Redpass was just about to leave, when a voice appeared behind him, and he almost couldn't help but draw his weapon!

"Get out of here!" Redpass gritted his teeth a little, this bastard did it on purpose!

Another figure appeared in the air, and the hazy moonlight let Redpass know it was a woman.

"I'll be there for you, the old way, and we won't show up where there are others."

"Do you have to make it so ----- unsightly?" Redpass was a little helpless, these people from the intelligence department were definitely sick, and the secondary stealth on the cloak seemed to be like they didn't want money!

"You're talking too much nonsense!" The female figure made a genderless voice and disappeared in place.

Redpass sighed and left here, the Ministry of Intelligence is only under the direct jurisdiction of His Excellency the Great Lord, not to mention that he is a major, it is useless to be a general. And the others don't care, they know very little about them! Let's hope they can't be without geniuses! (To be continued.) )