Chapter 1491: Brog
"Woe has struck."
On the top floor of the ice-blue tower, a mage dressed in a gorgeous robe stared at the crystal ball on the long table in a daze, muttering to himself, his body trembling uncontrollably.
"Did something happen? Prophet Brog? ”
Seeing that this was wrong, an apprentice hurriedly stepped forward to ask.
"I saw the darkness...... Darkness envelops us deeply, a powerful catastrophe is approaching, what is going on......" Brog said with his head over his head, a little pained.
There was a pang of confusion in his eyes, and the sight he saw from the crystal ball made him deeply uneasy, but he could not find the source of the disaster.
"An avalanche has just occurred in the Saint-Chanzel Mountains, and the legendary mage Eschel is on his way to resolve it, do you mean this by calamity?" The apprentice asked respectfully.
"I don't know, but I'm sure that everyone in the city is in deep danger." Brogg hurriedly said, "What about the other powerful mages in the city? Go and gather them quickly, and say that I have important revelation notices. ”
"This ......," the apprentice hesitated for a moment, and hurriedly explained, "The prophet didn't know something, because the end was approaching, and the other powerful mages in the city were traveling to the Holy Crown City with the hero Deken to discuss matters related to the truce with Eli, the leader of the pure mages. ”
"Damn, how can we ...... at such a time," said Brog, with some reluctance, "we can only rely on ourselves." ”
"What the hell is going on?" The apprentice's face was terrified.
"I'm not sure yet...... It seems that only that treasure can be used. As if he had made some kind of decision, Brog took out a stack of golden-red cards from the spatial ring.
Taking a deep breath, he carefully pulled one out of the stack of cards and flipped it over.
"Impossible......" Brog's face was shocked, and on the front of the card, a fiery demon was depicted, his skin was red, and he held a giant scythe taller than a human in his hand, and a goat's horn stood up high on his head. Just looking at this card, Brogg felt a deep sense of evil.
"The Great Devil...... How did I get this prophecy card? Brog covered his head, his eyes showing deep anxiety, "It must be because of these cards, it must be so, it will bring deep misfortune to people, I shouldn't have taken it away in the first place......"
Seeing that the apprentice was still standing in place at a loss, anger rose from Brog's heart for no reason: "Why are you still standing there stupidly? Do you have to teach you everything to do so that you can do it well? ”
In the face of Brog's loud reprimand, the apprentice hurriedly lowered his head and quickly left the room.
After the apprentice left, Brog stretched out his hand to pull another card from the deck, but the fear in his heart made him hesitate.
Brog knew that the more he used the pile of cards in front of him, the more he knew his fate, the faster disaster would come. After hesitating, Brog withdrew his hand and looked at the crystal ball to the side.
"This is ......" Brogg was stunned, and from the image of the crystal ball, he saw the hall of the Magic Guild on the ground floor of the tower, and in the hall, two strangely dressed humans, a man and a woman.
After realizing that something was wrong, Brog hurriedly put away the divination props and quickly went downstairs to find the figure that appeared in the crystal ball.
Before he could teleport downstairs, the deep voice resounded throughout the city.
"Listen, mages of Trith City, I'm looking for a special set of prophecy cards, it was once a collection of dragons in the Dragon Kingdom, and you'd better hand them over, or else the city will be destroyed by my power."
The undisguised threat in his words made Brog's whole body chill, and the disaster he saw was not an avalanche at all, but the two beings who appeared at this time.
Quickly rushed to the bottom of the tower, and before he could reach it, Brog smelled a scorching smell coming from him.
"Hmph, it doesn't look like you're going to hand over this treasure easily. Well, let the one beside me show you your true power. ”
"Wait a minute......"
The muffled words came again, and at last Brog reached the bottom of the tower, and an anxious cry came out of his mouth.
The next moment, Brog's eyes met the black-robed man, half of his face covered by a skull-like mask that looked so lifelike that it looked like it was made of a real head, and the nearby mages looked disgusted and fearful.
Many pitch-black corpses emitting black smoke were lying at his feet, and the other mages did not dare to step forward for a while.
"Who are you? Why are you interfering with my spellcasting? Beside him, a purple-haired and purple-robed girl asked dissatisfiedly.
"I am Brog, the prophet who lives here." Looking at the two people who exuded a terrifying aura on their bodies, Brog's flustered heart calmed down and replied in a deep voice, "What are you looking for, but this set of prophecy cards?" ”
As he spoke, a stack of cards with a red background with gold rimmes appeared in Brog's hand.
"It's this set of cards, give it to me!" The black-robed mage commanded in a loud voice.
"It's not that simple." Brog took a step back, a flame burning in his other hand, "How can I trust you, after you get this set of prophecy cards, you will let us go." ”
"I'm not interested in your lives, all I want is that set of cards." The black-robed mage replied in a deep voice.
"I can't believe everything you say." Brogg retorted.
"Weak mage, what qualifications do you have to negotiate with me? All of you have your lives in my hands, and without the existence of legendary mages, who of you can stop me? The black-robed mage asked disdainfully.
Brog held the prophecy card alof: "With this set of cards in my hand, it is very fragile, and a fire can burn it to ashes." ”
"How stupid." Facing Brog, who was threatened with the prophecy card, the black-robed mage shook his head, and flames ignited in his body.
The next moment, with a gust of hot wind coming, the black-robed mage had already appeared in front of Brog.
Brog only felt that his arm was light, and he looked at it in a daze, his palm and forearm, at some point, had been separated from his body and was caught in his hand by the black-robed mage.
At this moment, Brog saw the true appearance of the black-robed mage, his head grew horns, and his skin turned red, which was the great demon in the prophecy card.
"No......" Brogg let out a burst of exclamation, and before he could react, the black-robed mage returned to the girl.
"My mission is done, now it's your turn." The black-robed mage put away the prophecy card and said affectionately, "Try the power of the new spell, Inotta." ”