In such an uncomfortable and eerie environment, the boundless silence is enough to completely isolate you from the outside world.

The sweat on his forehead was once again like a watercress drip, and the old man swallowed a mouthful of saliva very carefully, not daring to make a sound, for fear that his actions would break the silence in front of him.

Suddenly, a slight "click" sounded from the darkness.

The old man's heart twitched violently, and then he only saw that a black shadow of a person suddenly appeared on the giant ovary that exuded a hazy halo.

One of the black shadow's palms had easily pierced through the shell of the ovary, creating a crack on it that was not obvious.

Strange lights like multicolored glass, rushing out of the cracks, as if there was a god coming inside.

Under the shock of this extremely oppressive momentum, the old man's body unconsciously prostrate down, just like the appearance of those pale witch statues at the beginning.

He didn't know why he was doing this, as if there was an irresistible force in the dark that forced him to do it.

I don't know how long it took, but the old man facing the ground only heard the footsteps getting closer and closer, and the dimness around the corners of his eyes became fainter and fainter, and the strange multicolored light suddenly squinted his eyes slightly.

He knew that the black shadow that came out of the giant ovary should be the legendary prophet and oracle, and the other party should have already walked in front of him.

When the footsteps stopped, the old man mustered up his courage and slowly raised his head, "This... Is this the Oracle One?"

In the old man's gaze full of endless horror, a tall figure with an incomparably strange shape appeared in front of him.

The creature, known as the "Oracle One", had a human-like appearance, a golden crown on his head, and a bronze robe.

On the exposed skin, it was engraved with all kinds of strange runes and totems, faintly emitting a faint golden light, full of mystery.

In the palm of his hand, he held a rotating ball, which was colorful and flashing.

Turning around, there seems to be a kind of trilling sound that goes straight to the depths of people's souls, and vaguely, you can also see countless stars shining each other, as if accompanied by the Milky Way, the stars are dazzling, and the brilliance is dazzling.

The oracle's pupils were even more transparent and deep, and the old man only stared at him for half a second, and then he felt that his soul had been seen through by the former...

The wind outside was still blowing, and the snow seemed to be falling heavier.

At the base of this towering ivory peak, a well-equipped unit is stationed.

This is an escort sent by the Simri Kingdom to accompany the Chief Star Officer to this place to meet the Oracle Minister.

However, for some reason, the only person who goes to the top of the mountain is the Chief Star Officer, and the others are not qualified to set foot there.

Several soldiers, wrapped in thick fluffy armor, stood a little trembling in the wind and snow.

"Lord Chief Star Officer has been gone for so long, why hasn't he come back yet?" said a soldier with a shivering purple lip.

Another soldier exhaled a few hot breaths into his palm and said, "I don't know, it's already the fifth day, and I don't know how the Chief Star Officer is doing now?"

After hearing this, the worry between the eyebrows deepened, in such a bad weather environment, even ordinary people, so many days of torment are enough to cross a person, not to mention that the chief star officer is already an old man in a sixtieth armor.

He was just about to say something, but suddenly saw two figures vaguely appear somewhere in the wind and snow, and he immediately roared excitedly, "Look, someone is coming over there." ”

When the other soldier heard this, he was equally excited, and when he confirmed that someone was approaching, he immediately blew the small horn hanging from his chest.

The dull sound of the horn is difficult to pass through the wind and snow.

The plush tents, which had been covered by the wind and snow, immediately rioted when they heard the sound of horns.

The soldiers resting inside, one by one, at their fastest speed, put on their military uniforms and equipment, lined up in formation, and waited for the figure to approach.

It's just that when the old man and the oracle fully appeared in front of them, everyone's eyes were full of horror.

The escort troops safely brought the oracle to their king, King Daming.

After seeing the legendary oracle, King Da Ming immediately burst out laughing, "Hahaha... With the help of the oracle, I, the kingdom of Simri, will be able to dominate the entire plane. ”

Hundreds of years ago, when the first Great Ming King had not yet established the kingdom of Simri, he was fortunate to receive the guidance of the gods.

Under the guidance of the gods, he succeeded in establishing the kingdom of Simri in this conflicted plane.

And he successfully came, where the old man had been, in the ivory nest of the Maniac Mountains.

He sent the Oracle's embryo into the giant ovary and resurrected the Pale Witch who could breed the Oracle.

Under the guidance of the gods, the gods clearly told the first king that as long as they had the help of prophets and oracles who could predict the future, Simri would definitely become the overlord of the plane.

Therefore, after returning to the kingdom of Simri, the first King Daming began to vigorously cultivate a fortune solver who could interpret the prophecies of the oracle, and called the person who greeted the oracle "chief star officer"!

Everything is going on in an orderly manner according to the will of the gods.

It's just that the first King of Da Ming didn't last until the arrival of the first oracle and died.

Before his death, the first King of the Great Ming repeatedly told his heirs that they must strictly follow the instructions of the gods, and appointed the current old man to become the first chief star officer to welcome the arrival of the oracle.

After the oracle successfully settled in the kingdom of Simri, the king of Da Ming couldn't wait to summon the life solver and asked them to translate every word spoken by the oracle day and night.

Each prophecy of the Oracle takes an extremely long time, during which his body is as still as a statue, but his soul has long since flown out of the confines of the plane and soared freely in the universe.

When the soul returned, the oracle brought back some language that only the Fortune Solver could read.

The interpreters carefully recorded every sentence and translated it into the language of Simri and reported it to King Daming.

With the help of the oracle in the prophecy of the future, the second king suddenly became the victorious general of the Hiram plane, and his territory expanded for a time.

The Hiram plane is an extremely large world.

In this plane, there are countless kingdoms with countless races.

These kingdoms and races coexist with each other and constantly fight each other, so that this plane has been filled with gunpowder smoke since the day of its existence.

The Simri country is only a very small country, and it is almost at the bottom of the plane in terms of territory and military strength.

However, ever since King Daming had possessed the Oracle Being, he had almost everything in his hands on the future of events.

Foreknowledge in advance gave him enough time to respond and target.

Whenever a war starts, he can make deployments many steps ahead of the enemy, which is enough to make him invincible.

The oracle senses the future, and the interpreter interprets the prophecy, and then reports the interpreted prophecy to the king of the Great Ming.

These three are independent of each other, but they are inseparable.

The Fortune Solver became the link between the two sides, and the Oracle never interfered with his prophecies, and had no intersection with the Great Ming King, as has been the case for a long time.

However, there are always exceptions.