Chapter 46: Another Prophecy
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"What's next for you?" she asked, as if nothing had happened.
"Ugh. Arcanis began to wonder if he had a sneer on his face, "It's good for us to sneak into the shadows." Tell Elena that her friend is an assassin of the Book Society. β
"I'm sorry you can't do this. β
"Why?"
"Please be considerate of the next poor member of the Scroll Society. She smiled, "I was terrified, scared of the blue vultures smashing the door." β
"Are you worried that I'm going to be a problem to you?" said Arcanis, "aren't your scrolls particularly powerful?
"The book will only protect its own faith. β
"I'm so touched that you risked your life to take me into the carriage. Her words were full of sarcasm.
"The thought of the possibility of going to the Soul Forge with you makes me no longer afraid of death. Karina's long eyelashes fluttered, and she took out a small bottle of blood-like wine from her small bag beside her, and said aggrievedly, "It's my luck and misfortune not to taste this bottle of poisonous wine as hot as fire." β
"Stop being in heat. Arcanis pointed his finger at his strong left hand, "Look at this big one, only a blind man would ignore it." β
"I'm sorry. Karina bowed her head slightly, moaning like a cat, "But you are the one destined to destroy the Kazakhs, and you should be able to find a way." β
"Again, I don't have a hobby of burning cities, I don't know why you believe that. Second, I really can't help it. β
This is what the prophecy says. β
"Prophecy?"
Arcanis's face quickly deteriorated, what kind of bullshit prophecy?
The red-haired lady didn't answer her. She wrapped her thin gloved fingers around the bottle and tried to uncork it.
"What are you going to do?"
"Drinking. She said, "Vultures can't tell you from a dead corpse. β
"Hey, stop!" Arcanis' left hand snatched the bottle, and a few drops of poisoned wine spilled on the back of her hand, as if the back of her hand was close to the oven.
"Okay. I won't drink it in front of you. How about a bath sprinkled with roses? I think the vultures will only think I'm asleep when they find me. She put the wine stuff on the table and folded her hands with a look of yearning.
Look at her. The white-haired girl's face twitched, and Arcanis had no choice but to deal with the enthusiastic lady in front of her who was not afraid of death.
"I'll figure it out. She said, plugging the wine cork back into her space bag as compensation. Balance yourself a little, "You must tell me what bullshit prophecy." β
"Isn't it good to use you? "As a testament to the further step of our relationship." β
"Don't divert the conversation. Arcarnes barely showed a vicious expression on his face, and at the same time secretly scolded this woman who eats both men and women, "What's the prophecy?"
"This summer, we got the prophecy of the end of the world. She said, "You are mentioned as the one who burned the Kazakhs, and then the flames of destruction began to burn and finally burned the whole world." β
"General prophecies are obscure, ambiguous, and rhyme-like. so that those who know the prophecy may misunderstand. Arkanis said coldly, "Anyway, after the incident, no matter how you interpret the prophecy, it is right." β
"It's different, dear Alina. "It's a clear and accurate prophecy, but it's a mouthful to read." β
"That means it's bullshit, and the person who wrote it should learn prosody. β
"Originally, we didn't believe it until we met you. She said, "There are ten prophecies." First, the Northland Forest will usher in an unusually powerful thunderstorm, and the heroes who have been reduced to ashes will crawl out of the graveyard. Second, those who intend to spread conspiracy and chaos in Kazakhstan will have their chaotic books in their hands set on fire with a scimitar. Thirdly, the plague in the south of the empire will be miraculously restoredβ"
"Stop, just mention mine. β
"Fourth, her wrath will burn Kazakhstan. The fire of destruction will be born in the blood of evil. I don't know about the rest of the world, they are all strictly secret, and no one knows what the fire of destruction is. β
"It's so, it's the first time she's heard of such a stupid prophecy, and she doesn't dare to make it up like this in an adventure novel. Arcanis said, "Will the fire of the world attract the Void Dragon, devour the astral plane, the gods fall or something?" β
"We didn't believe it at first. The prophecy itself is very long and very detailed. We have investigated the prophesied forest, and there have been thunderstorms, and the time and address are very consistent with the prophecy. We learned about your legend from Mr. Flogiza, and found it to be a perfect match for the prophesied hero. β
"Did it say my eyes are green?"
"It mentions that you hate chili peppers very much, like to drink bright flower wine, and like to give your cat a cold shower. β
"It's good to be happy. β
Arcanis didn't want to speak, and turned his head to look at the window again. As a poor member of the Book Society who is "in constant trepidation", the windows of Karina's carriage are naturally made of one-way glass.
She happened to see Elena and Jacob kissing under a green tree.
"Aren't you jealous of their rapid development?"
"Of course not. Karina leaned lazily against the soft backrest, "I am glad that the little nightingale is happy, and one day the little nightingale will fly into my arms." β
Arcanis didn't want to talk to her at all. She picked up the cat and asked Kazkaz in her heart, "Can this modular, regenerative and foolish left hand change back to what it used to be?"
"The transformation function is very cheap, only half a silver coin. β
"your ****. β
Arcanis was in an unusually irritable mood. I only felt that there was an invisible big hand, which was controlling her every move through the invisible silk thread. If life is arranged by someone else, then what's the point of living? She couldn't breathe. She stared at the red-haired beauty in front of her, and under the pain and pressure of her body, Karina's attractive face became more and more hateful in her eyes.
A desire to kill rose from the bottom of her heart.
"Kill her, and kill all those who have sinned against you and despised you. It whispered in her ear, "Whoever dares to offend you, you will kill him." Twist her neck, feed her poison, and trample her underfoot. β
Arcanis gasped for breath with difficulty. She turned her head with difficulty and looked to the side, her pupils dilated with surprise. She saw the white-haired shadow thief with an angry face, the evil white-haired man in the dream. He looked at her, a smile on his young face.
"Kill her, slit her neck, and let the blood flow all over the ground. β
At this time, Arcanis suddenly felt a chill in his neck....
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