Chapter 182: The Death of the Prophet
"The eighth member of the team is Tobin, who is a bishop by profession, the Serpent of the Vacuum, who has the best fighting skills in the entire executive department, and is also a tenured professor of physical education at the Kassel Academy."
An easy-going old man came over with a canon in her hand, and Angelica looked wary, rewarding Tobin with a fist whenever he dared to preach.
"Every prophet is sent by Allah, and they preach to the world and inform me that there will be a final prophet who will bear witness to the law, and according to the teachings, this spirit will come only when new rules are about to be born in the world, can you tell me who Allah is."
Chilan was stunned and said solemnly, "Each of us is our own Allah. ”
Roland looked at him blankly, is the consciousness of the new generation of half-breeds so high.
Friendly laughter rang out all around, and Angelica pushed away Bishop Tobin, who was full of disappointment, and continued: "Fufuya, Vortex of Words, our master of electronic information technology. ”
"Norma has already snatched my job."
A delicate-looking girl in the front seat turned her head and nodded her chin as a greeting.
"It's your turn now." Angelica said.
"Chelan, a student of the Kassel India Prep School, Prophet of Words, can see a small part of the future world, but I can't say it precisely, and if I want to be specific to a specific person, I need to have a close connection with the goal." Qilan hesitated for a moment, then said, "In the words of our young man, this spirit can be killed, and it is a pleasure to meet the commissioners. ”
"Welcome." Roland applauded, "If the mission is successful, and if you wish, I will ask the school board to assign you to the HCI team." ”
"Can you ask what the future looks like, if it's not precise, it's okay to be general." Angelica asked solemnly, she was the vice-captain, and the captain was unreliable, and if he couldn't count on it, he would have to shoulder the future of his partners.
"Since a few years ago, there have been only three kinds of future I can see, destruction, business as usual, and blankness." Qilan closed his eyes and said, but his slightly trembling body still proved that he was afraid.
"Destruction, that's not a good sign." Roland smacked his lips, the secret party knew something about the future destiny prophecy, but from the prophet's words, the taste of despair was inevitably a little more real and heavy.
"The destruction of the black, I think it should be related to the Black King." Qilan opened his eyes and returned to normal, "But that blank future is even more terrifying, the whole world has lost its future, everyone lives and dies, turned into foundations and firewood, the kingdom of God is exalted, and the Garden of Eden is only reserved for those favored by the gods, I don't know the specific reason, but this operation is far more important than you think, compared to the three generations of recovery events are not worth mentioning." ”
Chelan said with extreme seriousness: "This is our last chance to turn the world back into uncertainty, he is gradually approaching the future of fate, maybe you think this is just a simple quest to hunt down purebloods, but in fact it is a deathbed step on the edge of the cliff, the world will help me in order to save myself, and I am ready to sacrifice." ”
"God babble." Roland muttered.
"Don't be nervous, we've had experience with successful similar missions, and the HCI team is strong enough to deal with a crisis." Angelica turned and beckoned, and Elise brought over a glass of hot milk, apparently the mission had frightened the child.
Chelan calmly took the hot milk, neither arguing nor angry, but said as if it were a dead man, "When I die, you will probably be able to pay enough attention to it, and this is undoubtedly the destiny of a prophet." ”
The plane landed, and a group of ten people took the helicopter prepared by the Executive Department to the Faroe Islands, the atmosphere on the way was a little silent, and the prophet's words made the members of the HCI team have a bad premonition in their hearts.
A few hours later, the helicopter landed at the highest point in the Faroe Islands, most of which had been submerged in the sea, and the ground could occasionally be seen in deep ravines, the reflections of the terrifying slashes.
"I don't know what it was like." Roland lamented that the battle between pure-bloods had only taken place on the primeval battlefield before.
"Chilan! Chelan! ”
Roland's thoughts were interrupted by a sudden exclamation, and when he looked back, he found that the new Prophet was aging, his body crumbling and held up by black and white.
The aura of death enveloped Qilan, but he still remained calm, since as a prophet, of course, he knew his fate before he set off, and choosing to set off was a voluntary choice of death.
"Alchemy master, there are also corresponding alchemy items to perform anti-divination." Ignoring his increasingly fragile body, Qilan pondered, "It's a pity that there are indeed few traces, but it's a pity that the prophet still has the last magic hand, if I die only because of you, then we are not close." ”
The futile snooping into the future finally got an answer at the very moment before the end, and the stars seemed to return to their functions, at the cost of death, across the many clues that should have been the foundation of the prophecy, and saw through the fog completely.
Qi Lan's voice was already hoarse, and he tried his best to say: "Whether the future is the beginning of human history or the prologue of the oracle can only depend on you, go to the Island of the Sun, find the bronze coffin under the lush ancient trees, kill the three generations, don't contact the high-level and Norma, there are internal ghosts in the secret party who will betray us, and we will definitely not be able to afford any defeat this time." ”
Finally, Kiran asked, "Guys, is my death enough for you to pay attention to?" ”
With that, the prophet closed his eyes permanently.
Seeing this, Roland's whole body was numb, and he didn't even have time to mourn, so he couldn't help but complain, "No, brother, you are also too sloppy, this hunt is directly responsible for the school board, and the status of the inner ghost is so high, we can surrender directly, I know that Gattuso is not a good thing." ”
After a while, Qilan still didn't answer.
"You're playing for real!!"
……
At the same time, Japan, Chiba Prefecture.
A stout middle-aged man stood by the sea, behind him were several fierce gun-wielding thugs, each of whom was a half-blood, and their fiery golden eyes seemed to light up the night.
Not long after, a large transport ship docked, and more than a dozen crew members stepped down to take off their uniforms, and also responded with golden pupils, and the other crew members on the transport ship all fainted at this time.
"Stuff." The middle-aged man said to the leader of the crew.
The leader turned around and beckoned, and the crew carried a black bronze coffin to the middle of the two groups, the surface of which was carved with gorgeous alchemy patterns, and all the half-breeds present felt inexplicable pressure the moment they saw the bronze coffin, and their bloodlines were not outstanding enough and could only close their eyes and bow their heads.
"Mr. Ryoma, according to the agreement, we want cash." The leader said with squinted eyes.
The middle-aged man snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "Let's start fighting directly, who cares about the agreement." ”
As soon as he finished speaking, thousands of wind blades emerged from around him, as the number three person of the fierce ghosts, although he had recently been replaced, his strength was undoubted.
The shore was suddenly bloody and windy.
(End of chapter)