The meeting room of Poppy Fort occupies a huge base, lit with hundreds of white candles, this year's winter is unusually cold, the sun rarely shows up during the day in Poppy City, and the copper brazier that was rarely used in previous years has also been placed on a white iron shelf. At the base of the four walls are rows of wine cabinets, boxwood weapon racks, and ancient soldiers' armor.

The air inside is filled with the moist smell of mountain fog and the aroma of poppies and malt beer.

A large rectangular dining table for 100 people sits in the center of the room, topped by seven one-and-a-half-tall flower-shaped citrine stands. An old man with a proud expression sat at the end of the table, with a silver-clad cane on his elbows, dressed in pure black, and did not take off his hood even when he entered the room.

Sether sent the messenger away, and made his way to the side door of the parlor alone, where he slowed down and silently observed the old man, who was as tall as a dead tree, from behind.

"Your Majesty," the old prophet didn't move his head, "won't you invite an old man who has come to visit him for a drink?"

The emperor was slightly startled, opened the wine cabinet, poured a glass of wine, and walked over and placed it on the long table on the old man's left-hand side.

The old man's eyes were raised, his face was full of folds like annual rings, his skin was dull yellow-green, hard as a cocoon, and his hair was like withered branches and weeds, exuding a strong earthy smell and musty smell. His ears were full of slender white hairs, his hands were like jagged eagle talons, his knuckles were thick, his nails were long, sharp, and the gaps were full of black mud.

If it weren't for the intelligent eyes that shimmered with aggressive fire, he was a living man, or the old man would have looked like a freshly unearthed zombie.

"Nahum?" asked Sether.

"Yes, that's my name. ”

The Emperor returned to the head of the table and sat down, he had thought that the old man's words would have to be heard with his ears pricked up, but from such a long distance that Nahum's mouth seemed to be in his ear, and Sether could clearly smell the rancid breath in his mouth and the hoarse gasps in his chest.

"What are you here to tell me?"

"Isn't it time for you to ask me?" Na Hong smiled, "Your Majesty, you have a lot of questions. These questions wrap around you like a rope, leaving you sleepless and sleepless day and night. You are surrounded by evil, with devil's bitches and evil lackeys. You have to be vigilant. Otherwise, not only will your throne be lost, but VILCHENKAI will also collapse, and more importantly, Velogosa will be in a catastrophe. ”

"Is it because of the Devil's Blood Diamond?"

"Do you think the devil only has a diamond as a tool?" Nahum let out a hoarse laugh like an old cow, laughing breathlessly, foaming at the stars and tears in his eyes.

"I don't see how funny it is. ”

"Your Majesty, the world is rotten, haven't you noticed? Actually, you have already found out, but you have lived in evil for too long, so you think this is all normal. Because the whole of Velogosa thinks it's normal, people think that the world is supposed to be like this. It is the devil's lies and tricks, and its routine has not changed for thousands of years—lying, stealing, robbing, slaughtering, rape, war, oppression, incest, and death, all of which are its favorite methods. ”

"Death is also a means of the devil?" Seiser was amazed, "shouldn't humans have died in the first place?"

"Why do humans deserve to die?" asked Nahum rhetorically, "Is birth, old age, sickness and death the norm?

Sether closed his eyes, his slender white fingers on his forehead, and paused for a moment before he said, "Nahum, this is the world's problem, not mine. ”

"No, Your Majesty, this is your problem. "Or rather, you're closer to the heart of the problem than anything else." "It's easy

"I'll just ask you one thing," Sether lost patience, "Nahum, tell me the exact location of the Soul Furnace. ”

"I do know where the Soul Forge is, Your Majesty, but I can't tell you. ”

At that moment, Sether wanted to throw a few bottles at the old man's head, but he held back.

"Then you come and talk to Duke Ross, he is Su Yu's adjutant and the head of the Cloud Palace. The Emperor didn't want to listen to the old man's rambling on these vain things, and got up to leave.

What kind of prophets? The so-called prophets are nothing more than wizards, babbling nonsense and talking about ambiguous prophecies, and the world faces destruction in their mouths anytime and anywhere. With so much ability to see through the devil's lies at any time, why can't I tell the whereabouts of the soul furnace? I should have put these prophets in jail along with those wizards who pretend to be gods.

"I know the nightmares of your childhood, I saw what you saw when you were seven years old, what heinous crimes your father Seres committed against your mother, Your Majesty," Nahum did not stop the Emperor, but the words from his mouth made Sethor creep, "I saw the Nymphae pendant, how it was passed down to you from Princess Seya, and you gave it to Hidden Eyebrows. ”

The Emperor paused, staring back at Nahum with a gloomy face.

"Sether, your life is replaying before my eyes, and I see your birth, past, present, and future. Not only you, but also your parents, your grandfather, every one of your ancestors, from their croaking to the burial, I remember every minute and second of their lives clearly. I also know ......"

Nahum stopped talking, and his withered hand like a vulture's claw rested beside his shriveled purple lips, and Sether, who was looking at him more than twenty meters away, heard the old man's whisper clearly in his ear, and the moist and unpleasant breath gave him goosebumps.

However, what made him even more creepy was that the secret that Nahum told in the emperor's ear was the biggest secret of the entire Sethor family, that is, the royal family of Weishengkai, and this secret was known to no one in the world except for the eldest son of Weishengkai.

This mystery has lasted for 3,000 years, passed down by word of mouth from generation to generation, without record or witness, and can only be passed down by a lineage of blood. Once leaked, Vilogosa will be in chaos, and the Viaphant Empire will be besieged on all sides, and the kingdom will not exist.

"Who the hell are you?" the Emperor asked in a cold sweat and in a hoarse voice that he could barely hear.

"I am a witness to history, a writer of the Holy Spirit, and too," Nahum lifted up his eyes to heaven and spread his hands, "the humble servant of the King of Eternity." ”

In an instant, the brilliant silver light of the entire universe swirled from Nahum's lifeless dry hands, and the galaxy of sun and moon flowed through the entire reception hall, and time seemed to stand still.

Sether's gaze traveled through the universe, across time, and in this wonderful, eternal magical light and language of life, he seemed to see another world, or rather, the young, handsome, and vigorous young Nahum of thousands of years ago.

"Nahum, is that you?" Sether felt like he was on the edge of a virtual threshold between fantasy and reality, and he felt dizzy.

"Look," Nahum's gaze passed through Sether, pointing to the distant future, "she is the light of your soul and the only true life in this world that comes from eternity. ”

Sether shuddered and looked back, but could see nothing but a thick silver-gray mist.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" the Emperor seemed to hear someone calling him in a dream.

"Who?" He asked aloud.

"Her Highnesses Princess Hidden and Princess Luther are back!" the delighted voice cried.