The wind was blowing, mixed with goose feathers and heavy snow, and it kept fiddling with the world.

The snow is falling and the ice is freezing!

The whole world was immersed in the rule of the snow, moaning feebly.

In this snowstorm that does not know when it will stop, a rolling mountain range, like a sleeping dragon, is extremely eye-catching across this snow-white land.

In the center of the mountain range, there is an incomparably tall mountain peak standing abruptly, painting a faint sense of mystery to this already discordant world.

A figure so small that it could be buried by the wind and snow at any time appeared halfway up this towering mountain.

The figure was draped in a red plush coat, which danced in the wind and hunted, barely giving him the slightest protection from the cold, but he ignored it.

He climbed cautiously up the winding mountain path that had long been covered with snow and could not be seen clearly.

In the process of climbing, although he had several upside downs and even falls, his steps were still firm, as if the top of the mountain was the end of his trip.

It was unknown how long the long hike had lasted, until the man's plush coat had been frozen to ice, and he sat down weakly.

The weak eyes that had been buried under the cloak and emitted a long blue light finally showed a slight excitement because of the picture in front of them.

A dark crack in the mountain appeared in front of him.

Two giant broken statues, sealed here forever by ice and snow, like two guardians guarding this place day and night.

The physical exertion was too great, and he knew that the end of his life was ahead, but his feet were never able to step out because of the loss of strength.

The snow was still falling, and there was no sign of stopping.

He just sat on the ground for a moment, and the greedy snow had a tendency to swallow it up.

It was too cold outside, and he had to get out of here immediately, or he would freeze to death.

The figure struggled to get up from the ground, shook off the snow covering its body, and began to slowly walk towards the giant crack.

Before he could fully walk in front of the crack, the dark crack in the mountain rock flickered with ghostly light.

An eerie female voice came from within, "You're finally here!"

The figure forcibly suppressed the coldness on his body, trying to make his voice sound less trembling, "It's me, from the Simrui Kingdom, the chief star officer of the Great Ming King!"

As a sign of respect, the figure took off his velvet hat after answering, revealing his snow-white hair and vicissitudes of life.

This figure turned out to be an old man, and it was really hard to imagine what kind of faith he relied on to support him to complete this trek.

After hearing the old man's answer again, the deep female voice in the crack sounded again, "Then come in, we've been waiting for you for a long time." ”

After getting the other party's consent again, the old man took another step and walked slowly towards the crack.

After passing through the ghostly light outside the crack, the old man came to a huge mountain hollow.

The moment he stepped into this cave, the wind and snow suddenly subsided, and the temperature also rose a lot, as if this ghostly light crack separated two completely different worlds.

The ice picks hanging from the plush coat slowly turned into ice water and dripped to the ground as the temperature suddenly rose sharply.

Because the eyebrows and beard are completely frozen, the unnatural appearance of the face has also been relieved.

However, the old man's face that had just stretched out was shocked by the scene in front of him, and he was speechless!

I saw that in this huge cave, which has no top or bottom, there are countless oval monster balls of different sizes and peculiar shapes, which are very similar to animal ovaries, and they are suspended all over the cave like stars.

Each ovarian monster ball exudes a variety of unusual halos, according to a certain frequency, intertwined and imprinted, illuminating the originally extremely dim cave as bright as day.

At the center of the convergence of the halos, a raised platform, in this vast flat land with an unobstructed view, appeared eye-catching in the eyes of the old man.

The old man put away the shock in his heart, and walked slowly towards the platform in a respectful posture with his head half-bowed.

To be honest, the old man is very unaccustomed to this way of walking.

In his capacity as the chief star officer in Simri, he was required to bow when he met the king, but he was not required to perform this great gift in ordinary times.

But today, no matter how much dissatisfaction he has in his heart, he must maintain this respect until the end.

As he continued to go deeper, he gradually saw the scene above the platform clearly.

This platform is thousands of square meters huge, and in the center of the platform, there is a huge oval ovary, which is colorful and sageful.

The light emanating from it enveloped almost the entire platform.

The old man looked up slightly, only to find that the tens of thousands of ovaries suspended above his head, such as the ovaries arranged by the Milky Way Nebula, all had faint energy beams linked to each other.

And the energy intersection of all ovaries is this giant ovary that sits in the middle of the platform.

Walking forward, the old man saw dozens of strange figures, like crawling, and like worshipping sitting next to the ovaries, looking quite weird.

Seeing this, the old man's Adam's apple rolled down a little unconsciously, and then knelt down at the stairs leading to the platform.

"I am the Chief Star Officer of the Kingdom of Simri, and I have been ordered by King Daming to go to the ivory nest to welcome the arrival of the first prophet, the oracle, to this world. ”

The old man lowered his voice and finished these words in a flat tone as much as possible, but he didn't know that his forehead was already covered with sweat.

The voice echoed in this huge space for a long time, and then gradually disappeared, but after a long time, the old man did not wait for any reply.

His old body can no longer support him to kneel for a long time, and he rarely does it on weekdays.

It wasn't until the old man felt a pain in his knees that he gritted his teeth and stood up.

Staring at the platform, the dozen or so figures still maintained their original movements, without any changes, and he stepped on the stairs leading to the platform with some curiosity.

But just as the old man took the first step, the female voice that appeared earlier suddenly exploded from this incomparably silent space, "You are the one who received the first oracle?"

Hearing the sudden appearance of the voice, the old man hurriedly withdrew his feet, and his knees suddenly fell to the ground again, and in a tone that was obviously much more panicked than before, he said tremblingly: "Yes, it's me." ”

"How's your arrangement about the Fate Solver?" the female voice asked again.

The old man continued, "According to the request of King Da Ming, we have trained four life interpreters, and I believe that we should be able to fully interpret the prophecies of the prophet saints. ”

"In that case, I won't waste everyone's time, let's start the ceremony!" said that, the strange female voice stopped abruptly, and a strange sound came one after another.

Although the old man repeatedly told himself in his heart that he must maintain a posture of worship in order to show his respect and devotion to the oracle.

But the curiosity in his heart pries his firmness all the time.

Finally, when the inexplicable chanting began to sound in the space, the old man finally let go of his so-called respect and looked up in the direction of the platform.

At this moment, the ovary that was sitting on the platform was shining with a halo that was getting stronger and stronger, accompanied by the sound of dozens of strange figures from the ovaries that were crawling around.

These voices were extremely similar to the female voice that had spoken to the old man before, and he could be extremely sure that the female voice came from one of the dozens of figures in front of him.

As the chanting sound that was completely incomprehensible became louder and louder, the countless ovaries suspended above the head became more and more brilliant, so that the giant ovaries on the platform absorbed so much energy from the surrounding ovaries, presenting a gorgeous effect of a scorching sun.

At this time, the old man was suddenly surprised to find that those figures that were distributed around the giant ovaries and prostrate on the ground, as if they had already been completely petrified, actually cracked open, and drilled out a "human figure" with white light all over the body.

The term "human figures" is not appropriate, because these figures all have miserable white grimaces, long hair like white-haired witches, and a white gauze skirt that completely covers their lower bodies, making it impossible to see whether they have limbs and feet.

Seeing these ghostly ghosts appear, the old man's face turned pale with fright, and his body trembled completely uncontrollably.

Although he clearly knew in his heart that these petrified statues should be the pale witches who cultivated the oracle as King Da Ming said.

But even if he was mentally prepared in advance, when the old man really met them, his heart, which he thought was extremely strong, was still embarrassed by this shock.

After dozens of pale witches had completely emerged from the creeping statues, they collectively floated towards the giant ovaries.

Dozens of pairs of pale glowing palms were all imprinted on the appearance of the giant ovaries almost at the same time.

In an instant, all the ovaries in the entire cave seemed to have received some kind of command, and they actually burst out collectively, emitting a strong light dozens of times brighter than before.

The giant ovary that had absorbed so much ovarian energy and was already incomparably bright immediately turned into a photochemical ball of energy, expelling the darkness from any corner of this space.

The old man endured the burning pain in his eyes caused by the bright light, and held on, staring at the giant ovaries.

In front of this glorious light that was enough to penetrate everything, the old man seemed to vaguely see that a vague figure holding each other appeared in the giant ovaries.

Just when the old man wanted to take a closer look at the details of the figure, the stinging pain in his eyes almost deprived him of consciousness.

He had no choice but to close his eyes, but unexpectedly, a sudden energy storm swept him directly out of the platform.

Without bothering to pay too much attention to the pain on his body, the old man hurriedly opened his eyes and restored his eyes as quickly as possible.

When his vision returned, it was dark.

The countless ovaries suspended above their heads completely lost their light, like burned-out light bulbs, hanging lifeless in the air.

Only the giant ovary on the platform, which still emits a dim faint light, barely illuminates the surroundings.

And those pale witches who originally emitted white light all over their bodies, their bodies gradually lost their luster, and slowly disappeared into the surrounding darkness, disappearing without a trace.

For a while, the entire huge pitch-black space seemed to be left with only this giant ovary and the old man.