"In the fourteenth generation of the old epoch, the Lord of the Stars fell to the Pleiades, and the followers organized several attacks, nearly half of them fell, and they were exiled to the Pleiades...... In 10,000 years, one will fall to the bottom of the abyss. When it is reborn, the entire Albarbarian system will be subjugated to it......"

With Ke Sheng's remarks, Cheng Hai bluntly translated the general meaning of the words on the stele.

This is consistent with the confession in the mouth of the Yellow Sand Lord, implying that he is the new Lord of the Star Sea.

"But why? Help him get revenge? Or does he not want to see his followers extinct on this exiled planet? ”

Picking up the waste paper on the sofa, Cheng Hai leaned on it and fell into deep thought.

Having cultivated to this point, he believes in the existence of such a thing as prophecy.

Just like water will open when it burns on fire for a long time, and it will open when you can relieve your hands and urine in your dreams, in the eyes of some gifted or hand-eyed beings, what will happen in the future is actually a law of the development of things.

This is what they deduced through some clues in exchange for some price, and it is still quite accurate.

But according to the Lord of the Yellow Sand, the existence of high combat power in this world was full of resistance to this prophecy, and they all wanted to kill him quickly. Why, then, did Anastania, sensing his coming, retreat instead?

"Maybe they don't dare to easily go against their fate, and just take a wait-and-see attitude until certain conditions are triggered?" Cheng Hai thought so again.

Hasta and Cthulhu have a feud, and if they work together, he can actually help him get rid of that nail.

The only question is how to work together.

After all, he doesn't have a good impression of the ancient gods, and the other party will most likely not be honest with him as a human being, and when it comes to cooperation, it will most likely evolve into him and Nessali, calculating each other, and it is impossible to be stable.

What's more, Hasta's status is higher than him, and it is impossible to bow his head easily.

"How's your progress on that score?" Cheng Hai raised his head and said.

Either way, he'll have to investigate it anyway, so he'll just take a look at his research.

"Not good, it's hard to understand, maybe a month." Ke Sheng shook his head.

"A month?"

Cheng Hai frowned.

Anastania loved music, and Cosheng was able to survive the illusion, mainly because he became a follower of Sheya.

The sheet music is the equivalent of a sacrificial rune, and as long as he enters it at a specific point, he can get the opportunity to meet the Lord of Serving.

But a month is too long, and he doesn't know what action will be taken on the trial side, so Cheng Hai doesn't have time to wait.

There was no way, he could only stretch out his hand and say, "Give me the clue, I'll try it." ”

"You know music?" Ke Sheng was surprised.

He really didn't have any musical talent, otherwise he wouldn't have sung like that to make a living.

"Let's be a dead horse as a live horse doctor." Cheng Hai said stiffly.

Of course, he didn't have time to study this, but Cheng Yiyi taught Dolaimi in music class this school year, and it was estimated that it would be enough for her to study across languages.

But when Cheng Hai got the score clue, he was immediately stupid.

The so-called music score is not the kind of stave that you play against, but a dumb fan similar to the Mid-Autumn Festival lanterns. You have to guess the meaning of the sentence and then convert it into a staff that you can understand and use.

For example, the first sentence "Fourteen stone lions are astringent persimmons" sounds more inexplicable than the first cup of milk tea in autumn, and the ghost knows what kind of tune is expressed behind this.

Just when Cheng Hai was confused, there was a sudden knock on the door downstairs.

"Is that her?"

You don't need to go downstairs Cheng Hai to know that it was Haruko Yamashita who knocked on the door. The woman didn't heed his advice and ran to the end of her life.

"Shall I open the door?"

Seeing Cheng Hai frowning, Ke Sheng first asked for his opinion.

"Let her in, it's human."

Cheng Hai leaned back on the sofa, rubbing his eyebrows, thinking about where he was going.

The stele given by Ke Sheng was the second clue he had obtained, if he really didn't have time to crack it, could he have access to a closer truth through Itakuya's line?

"If it was as prophesied, I would have become his substitute. Maybe I can bring all his men back and use them as capital for a war with Naia? ”

I have to say that the bait thrown by Hasta is still quite fragrant, if the other party's position is not on the side of the ancient gods, Cheng Hai is quite excited.

And now, he can only change his mind and prepare for the worst.

This kind of ghost place is not suitable for human life, and those four old rulers don't actually have to do it themselves, just watch him die here.

It wasn't until he assimilated into the same existence as them that the game really began.

But at that time, whether it was a battle or a surrender, it may have nothing to do with him.

Therefore, in addition to being prepared to be hostile to them, Cheng Hai must also be prepared for more than a dozen, so his other god surrender qualification may not be saved.

"It's just that my other gods have only been descending for three days, and if I can't see them in time, my best time will pass. If you can't find out the details of Anastania through that score, you can only force them to show up through the teleportation array. Cheng Hai frowned and thought.

The experiment with Oz was not in vain, and he could now vaguely feel the nearest void to Earth. Those Guardians who only want to see him die or become the new master will not let him go like that.

Looking at Cheng Hai's meditative appearance, Cheng Yiyi suddenly interjected: "Otherwise, leave the matter here to me." ”

"You?"

Cheng Hai's brows tightened.

Cheng Yiyi is very smart, yes, but the things here are too weird, and her special physique is obviously not suitable for premature contact with these.

"Listen."

Looking up at the corridor, Ke Sheng, who went down to open the door, had not come up yet. Cheng Hai put his arm around her shoulders and said to her by means of sound transmission: "We can't trust anything we encounter in this world. First of all, you don't know if the stranger in front of you is telling the truth, and even if they really don't have malicious intentions, it may be a lie that some strange being wants him to convey after being deceived by it. So this so-called score, I just investigated it as a clue, and I didn't really put all my hope on him. ”

"Hmmm......"

Cheng Yiyi lowered his head and thought about it, and quickly raised his head again: "But now you can't tell the difference, can you?" Both the sacrificial ground and this place are special areas that have been emptied, and it is estimated that it is difficult to find a third place where the clue can be obtained so easily, and it is a pity that this clue is broken. Besides, you can't waste your time transforming here, and I can't help you by your side, so letting me stay here is the most time-saving way. ”

"Ke Sheng ......"

Cheng Hai looked at her and was a little speechless for a while.

Cheng Yi has always known him very well, and the words have reached his heart.

If you don't believe anything, you will get nothing. He was really reluctant to even let the clue of the slate prophecy, which was obviously related to the last words of the Yellow Sand Lord, be cut off.

With Cheng Yiyi's talent, it will definitely be much bigger than Ke Sheng's research.

But Cheng Hai is most worried about her safety. He walked on thin ice every step of the planet, for fear of making some mistakes.

Cheng Yiyi's risky proposal, how dare he agree......