In the sacrificial temple of the Black Worm Tribe, a black-haired woman knelt in front of the totem and prayed sincerely, she hoped that the Black Worm God could respond to her, but unfortunately she did not receive any reply, she was very disappointed, because she had been disturbed by that nightmare many times, and the people of the tribe no longer trusted her advice, and she also hoped that she was wrong, but that dream was too real, and now she is still unforgettable.

She could only find a trace of peace in this temple, so she would come here every time to pray for the Black Worm God to bless their people with safety.

Then the door opened, and an old woman walked in with great difficulty on crutches, she looked very weak, and she had only her last breath left.

When Hesta saw this, he quickly ran over to help the old woman, and then she said, "Grandma Veta, why are you here, why are you here not to rest in the room?" ”

The two of them found a place to sit down, and Vita looked at Hesta and said, "I'm here for you." ”

"For me?" Hesta said regretfully.

Weta nodded and said, "I hear you've been dreaming a lot lately, haven't you?"

"Yes, Grandma Veta, how do you know, those people are talking too much, right?" Hesta was very angry, he didn't expect that those people didn't believe in the transmission of the prophetic dream, and he had to tell the old man in front of him about it, Vita was the previous Black Worm Tribe Witch, and she also inherited the inheritance of the Black Witch from this old man.

Originally, this inheritance was carried on by her mother, but due to the war 10 years ago, her mother had died in the war, so it could only be passed on to her.

Vita took a deep breath and said, "Don't blame them, they told me about it out of kindness, so I came to you." ”

"What the hell are you looking for me, Grandma Weta?" asked Hesta.

Weta smiled and said, "Do you believe in prophetic dreams?"

Black Sta didn't know why Grandma Vita asked her so, according to the teachings of the Black Witch, it was very clear that the Dream of Prophecy was one of the exclusive abilities of the Black Witch, but it had been a long time since the Witch could really realize the prophecy, so the status of these Witches was not as good as the same in the Black Worm Tribe, and the situation was worse than the other 4 tribes, but out of ancient beliefs they retained some of the authority of the Witch, and many warriors of the Black Worm Tribe no longer believed in their own gods, and felt that this god could not bring them strength at all, and they still believed in what he was doing？

But Hesta she believes very much, of course, where does this belief come from, or why she believes it, she doesn't come out, but she feels that it should be true, and she is judging by the woman's intuition.

"I believe, Grandma Vita," said Hesta, "I am convinced of the prophecy of the dream. ”

Weta laughed when she heard this, and even though her teeth had fallen out, she was still smiling very happily. Then she said, "Well, why is it that none of our descendants, the dark witches, have been able to reproduce the glory of their ancestors, and why has no one been able to realize the dream of prophecy? These witches, including myself, have a great characteristic, which is the result of my research for many years in my life, and that is because these people have begun to doubt their beliefs and begin to doubt themselves, so we dark witches cannot realize the dream of prophecy at all." ”

"You're good, you're very good, I've never seen a shrine maiden as devout as you. ”

"So I believe you should be able to fulfill the dream of prophecy, and of course I also believe that the dream you have recently had is a dream of prophecy. ”

"Ah..." Hesta was shocked, what she didn't expect was that Grandma Vita actually believed her words and believed her dreams, which seemed to be true, and she didn't know what to do for a while.

Vita continued: "Don't worry, I say this from the heart, because I feel that my time is running out, so this should be my last words. ”

When Hesta heard this, he said anxiously: "Grandma Vita, why don't I send you back to rest, what do you want, wait until your body is better and talk to me." ”

Weta smiled and shook it, "Don't bother, I know my body." ”

"But, you..." Hesta's desire to continue advising Grandma Weta to rest was interrupted by Vita's wave of her hand, and she said, "I don't need it. ”

"Listen to me well, I don't have time. Seeing Grandma Vita's determined eyes, Hesta gave in, and she could only listen carefully.

Weta continued: "You and I have that dream, I want to know what kind of dream it is, a dream that none of us Black Witch has ever been able to fulfill once, but it has come true in you, and I will see what kind of dream it is before I leave." ”

Hesta cried, but she just left tears and didn't cry out of a voice, she was afraid of disturbing the old people around her, she slowly told Grandma Vita about her dreams, Grandma Vita was also listening very carefully, and she smiled with satisfaction while listening, Hesta didn't know why at first, when she finished, Grandma Vita said to her: "Your dream is a prophetic dream, congratulations, you have surpassed us to become a real dark witch." ”

"Grandma Veta, is yours real?" Hesta asked in disbelief, because of the countless failures of her predecessors, she and her people no longer believed in the existence of the prophetic dream, otherwise she would not have come here every time to pray, but her heart was calmer.

"Since this dream is true, then many facts will be irretrievable, so what you should do now is to find this man in the dream, as for how you do it, that is, your choice, whether to kill him or not. "Vita Road.

Hesta asked regretfully, "Why did you choose, since this man threatened our Black Worm Clan, shouldn't we kill him immediately?"

Vita smiled and she didn't answer the Black Star, she said: "The prophetic dream hides a lot of things that we don't know, this is what I heard my inheritor tell me, although we already know a part of what will happen in the future, but not the whole picture, what if the whole picture is not for a moment, that person does not threaten our Black Worm tribe at all?"

"So the choice is still in your hands, and I hope you can take a good look at what kind of person will affect the future and make your own decisions. “

Hesta asked regretfully, "Did Grandma tell me to find and observe this person?"

Weta continued: "It's up to you to choose whether to go or not, it's just a suggestion from the old woman, if you want to kill this person, it's your choice." ”

"I'm just reminding you that for the sake of our Black Worm Clan's legacy, I want you to look at the whole future and not just peek into its corners, it's undoubtedly suicidal to do so. ”

Hesta pondered for a moment and then replied, "Grandma, I know, I'll make a good choice." ”

Vita looked at Hesta, then stroked Hesta's long hair and face with her thin right hand, she smiled, slowly closed her eyes, and said, "Go boy, go and pursue the future of our Black Worm tribe...... After saying this, she didn't move.

Hesta put Lao Rao's arm in place and helped the old man tidy up his clothes, this was the last task that the old man left her, and she had to take it seriously.