This world, since the Great War I in ancient times, has become a filthy borderless land.

Although the Shadow Demon is not completely dead, after being judged by the Doomsday Emissary, his vitality is greatly damaged, and if he wants to make a comeback, it must take an extremely long time to precipitate, and it will not happen overnight.

And the Doomsday Messenger, although he successfully repelled the army of shadow demons and defended his majesty, but the horror of the shadow poison far exceeded his expectations.

The immortal body, the immortal soul, still can't escape the curse of the shadow poison, sleeping in the soul abyss, and the day of awakening can be said to be far away.

Only Shadow Demon survived that battle unharmed.

He could have ruled the world in one fell swoop, but because of the imprisonment of the soul contract, he had to stay by the soul abyss for eternity, waiting for the black lifeform to awaken.

Without any restraints, the evil spirits began to multiply in this world.

In this process, the basic laws of survival of the fittest, the law of the jungle, etc., still maintain the basic operation of the whole world.

Among them, there are many evil spirit factions and multiple races, and between the various factions and races, there are constant disputes and killings, but only within dozens of kilometers around the soul abyss, no evil spirit dares to set foot in it, and this area has also become one of the few pure lands in this world.

The oracle, shrouded in a brilliant halo of holiness, walked silently through the world.

The evil spirits that had been lurking in the depths of darkness were all disturbed by the oracle and broke through the earth one after another.

The number of evil spirits roaming around him began to increase, but they were all afraid of the power emanating from them, and they never dared to act rashly.

The oracle walked calmly, as if he had no regard for these evil spirits.

"Roar!"

I don't know how long it took, but a loud bang suddenly came from behind the oracle, and the surrounding evil spirits retreated one after another.

Almost at the same time as this roar sounded, the "Legacy of Destiny" suspended in the palm of the oracle's hand suddenly shone brightly, and spun extremely quickly.

This "relic of destiny", which is enshrined as a sacred relic by the oracle, can always give the oracle a corresponding warning in advance at the moment when it senses danger.

A behemoth with three heads rushed from the soil where the oracle had previously trodden.

The blood-glittering eyes the size of the front of a truck stared at the sudden intruder.

Seeing this evil spirit appear, the many evil spirits hovering around immediately fled in a panic, or left directly, or hid around, waiting for a good show to come.

The Oracle was also fully aware of the threat from the rear, but his footsteps did not stop, but the light of the "Legacy of Destiny" became more and more intense.

The other party's ignorance directly angered the tyrant in this area, and the huge evil spirit didn't say a word, but directly rushed two steps, tore open his mouth, and bit down at the oracle.

The oracle's face suddenly turned cold, his palm moved, and a golden ball of light wrapped in red light blasted directly at the evil spirit overlord.

The moment he was hit by the ball of light, this invincible evil spirit overlord was instantly blasted into slag.

"The End of Luck" gives the oracle the ability to control the luck of a certain living body at will, whether it is a blessing or a curse, death or life, everything is under his control.

The evil spirits around who originally wanted to watch a good show, how could they have thought that the evil spirit overlord would be killed by the other party in seconds, and they immediately scattered in fright.

With the deterrence of slaying the Demon Overlord, the Oracle was much more comfortable.

He stopped at a huge pit, looked around, and suddenly let out a "huh", and his heart was very puzzled, as if here, he had not found what he should have seen.

The legacy of the Mandate of Heaven is the prophet, the holy relics of the oracle line, and the art of prophecy all originate from it.

Since the first oracles, the legacy of the Mandate of Heaven has been passed down from generation to generation of oracles.

Nerif, the last oracle to worship Simri, had already sensed the last words of the first oracle hidden in the "Mandate of Destiny" when he stepped out of the ivory hatchery and held the Mandate Legacy in his hand.

"I prophesied a hundred years ago that you, Nerif, will soon become the last oracle of the Simri kingdom, and also our prophet, the last successor of the oracle line, I don't want our oracle line to be extinct, in that distant galaxy, to find a divine object called the "Spirit of the Phantom Wall", where you can find a way to escape the prison of life. ”

After regaining this memory, Neriff began his own project, from the ivory hatchery being swallowed up by an avalanche, to the defeat of both the Simri Kingdom and the Heavenly Desire Kingdom, all of which are actually his masterpieces.

He could have directly created the future and sent others into the depths of the universe.

But he didn't do this, but waited for the Heavenly Desire Kingdom to release the "Shadow Nightmare" before he chose to leave.

For no other reason, he just wants to use the "Nightmare of Shadows" to completely destroy the Hiram plane with its terrifying distortion of reality and virtuality.

In his eyes, he had come to regard himself, their oracles, as more divine beings than the Creator, and anyone who dared to slander or command their lives would be judged by him.

And as a result, naturally, as he wished, the real "dead" resurrected from the virtual world would help him destroy the entire Hiram plane.

However, when the oracle got everything done and successfully came here according to his own prophecy, the spirit of the phantom wall that should have appeared here disappeared.

Just when he was thinking to no avail, the Legacy of Destiny in his palm spun wildly without warning.

The oracle's eyebrows twitched slightly.

According to common sense, if an oracle wants to foresee what will happen in the future in a distant future, he must go out of his body and use the power of the Destiny Legacy to send his soul into the depths of the universe, thus entering a state called "fugue".

In this state of "fugue", the soul of the oracle can easily find the starting point of the origin of the universe, and then step by step through the correspondence of time and space, see the future that it wants to see, and what is about to happen.

As for what will happen in the next few seconds, the oracle can immediately predict, but this does not mean that the oracle can foresee the future all the time, after all, every prophecy will consume a lot of his strength.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, oracles would wait for the Mandate of Heaven to warn, and then they would see clearly what would happen in the next few seconds through prophecy, so as to make themselves invincible.

Just like the previous demon overlord, the Legacy of Destiny gave the oracle a warning in advance, and the oracle predicted the future and saw the picture of his success in ending it.

Only this time, the warning of the Destiny of Heaven made the oracle see the picture of his own dying.

"How so?"

When the oracle saw this shocking image, uneasiness and doubts began to creep up in his heart.

"What a strange shadow. ”

Just when the oracle was unclear, a cold voice suddenly sounded from behind the oracle unsuspectingly.

He jerked his head back and looked at where the voice was, only to find that there was nothing behind him.

"Well, I smelled a faint smell of blood on your body, if I guessed correctly, my three-headed evil spirit overlord should have been killed by you!"

The voice as cold as ice sounded behind him again.

This time, the oracle has finally found the source of the voice, his own shadow!

The oracle clearly saw that in his shadow, a black shadow actually appeared.

The shadow was wheeled and contoured, like a parasite, wriggling in the shadow of the oracle.

The oracle stared for a moment, trying to use his foreknowledge to understand the details of the other party in advance, but the result was chaos.

At this time, he suddenly remembered that his previous prophecy seemed to see his own death.

And the current chaos has undoubtedly confirmed the truth of this prophecy once again.

"Am I really going to die next?" the oracle thought suspiciously, and at the same time couldn't help but ask, "Who are you?"

With the powerful support of the oracle, he was able to grasp the language of the other party almost completely through a few very short sentences.

Shadow smiled, "Who am I? hehe, who am I? I don't even know myself, who am I?"

In the face of this answer, which was not an answer, the oracle looked a little impatient, and the relic of the Mandate of Heaven in his hand spun wildly, and the end of his luck suddenly turned into a heroic light, and he blasted towards the shadows.

The moment the end of luck hit the shadow, the shadow suddenly roared, and the blow disappeared completely.

But at the same time, a halo that was almost exactly the same as the end of the luck, and the moment the shadow was blown away, it bounced towards the oracle.

The attack came too suddenly, and there was no prophetic warning, so the oracle didn't expect such a strange attack at all, and was directly blasted out by the "End of Luck".

After landing on the ground, the halo around the oracle's body quickly dimmed, and the runes covering the skin of his whole body began to ooze traces of blood, and a faint sense of dissipation began to slowly emerge in his eyes.

The Legacy of Destiny, which had been suspended in the palm of his hand and had never stopped turning, suddenly slowed down, or in a few seconds, it would have come to a complete standstill.

He clearly knew that once the Mandate of the Guardian Oracle stopped turning, it would mean the death of the Oracle Guardian.

It seems that the end of the luck released by himself has deprived him of the vitality in his body, and death is coming step by step.

Moreover, his previous prophecy was not wrong, he was really going to die.

He didn't think too much about wondering why the attack he had sent out would bounce back to him.

I saw that as soon as his palm flipped, the runes all over his body erupted with dazzling golden light again, and at the same time, the Legacy of Destiny in the palm of his hand actually resumed its operation again.