Big Devil: Starting from refining flying zombies

Chapter 623 The Destiny Weaver’s Prophecy
On the continent of Assas, in the plane of the gods, in a glorious and towering kingdom that looked like heaven, a white-haired god with a handsome appearance, tall stature, and eyes like two bright lights woke up.

"The Lord who weaves eternal destiny, is your resurrection going to send a new oracle to the lost lambs on the continent of Assas!"

"The God Realm is now a lot empty, and many gods have died. They are extremely looking forward to and eager for you to take charge of the overall situation and guide them in the direction."

The white-haired god slowly stepped out of the door of the sacred temple. An archangel who had already prostrated himself here raised his hand and pressed it on his chest. After saluting, he looked pious and prepared to listen to the god's orders.

"Miller, my loyal servant, the destiny of the continent of Arthas has been woven in the last era."

"Although the arrival of Ragnarok is inevitable, there is destined to be a destined son who sacrifices everything and ultimately saves everything. The survival of the world is under the control of fate."

The white-haired god glanced at the archangel indifferently, but when his eyes brightened and he habitually patrolled the continent of Assas, a look of surprise gradually appeared on his face.

As a god who is in charge of one of the highest divine powers, the power of destiny, Ophiral has a reputation as the weaver of destiny in the divine world. He has lost count of how many thousands of years he has not had emotions similar to surprise and fear.

But at this moment, this extremely strange and disgusting feeling did arise in his heart, which further evolved into a powerful anger.

The status of gods in the Kingdom of God is supreme and unshakable.

Looking carefully, it turns out that every drop of water that condenses from the mist and slowly falls into the pool reflects different sounds and images.

Archangel Miller fell to the ground in horror, raised his head and asked incomprehension: "My Lord, who offended you?"

Among them, there are mysterious forces that appear inexplicably and rain down like meteors and fire across the continent of Assas, and there are also scenes of some creatures on the continent of Assas coming into contact with the mysterious power.

In just a moment, the water in the Eye of Heaven boiled completely. The surging water surged up and down, colliding together and turning into mist, like the stormy waves in the depths of the sea.

Ophiral's change of mood instantly caused shocks in the entire Kingdom of God. Thunder rolled in the sky, and white lightning flashed in the void.

And it was in this misty and mysterious mist that various noisy sounds and bizarre illusions began to gradually emerge.

In fact, this fountain is indeed one of the supreme artifacts created by Ophiral with the power of destiny. It is called the "Eye of Heaven". Through the water of the pool, you can see all three planes and deduce the past and future.

Ophiral opened his arms and stood directly in front of the Eye of Heaven. Every word uttered in his mouth was like thunder and storm, resounding with rumbling echoes in the heaven and earth.

Gudu Gudu!

Ofilaer squinted his eyes, restrained his anger and said:

"I will swear in the name of God, no matter he is a king, a beggar, a transcendent or a mortal, even if he is a high-ranking god, he will definitely encounter the most terrible divine punishment!"

"The established destiny of the continent of Arthas... has been disturbed. There are discordant notes everywhere in the three planes. I want to know who did all this!"

After saying that, Ofilar ignored the look of shock and fear on Miller's face. He waved his sleeves and walked towards a gorgeous fountain that stood in the center of the Kingdom of God.

"The power of fate, listen to my call, help me see through the fog, and find the villains who dare to disobey fate!"

This fountain is about ten feet in diameter. The water is clear and clear, and the appearance is oval. There is a golden ball of light guarding the center of the fountain. Viewed from above, the entire fountain looks like an open golden eye.

Even in an inconspicuous drop of water in the Eye of Heaven, it still reflects the scene of Thrall inserting the golden crystal dagger into the head of the forest god when he was killing the gods in the Candis branch.

However, Ofilaer glanced around, but his brows only furrowed deeper. He didn't even see who was behind the scenes, because these were just some clues left by the other party.

"Hmph, is it the fault of Killjoy or Mary Anne? They are two gods with the highest divine power besides me, and have the ability to do these things." "No, they should have no reason to disturb the trajectory of fate. Yes, otherwise if Ragnarok really comes, it will be an unacceptable doomsday for the two of them!"

"Perhaps... it was the work of some powerful gods who coveted the supreme power and were a little restless? The God of War, Inquil, and the Lord of Hell, Montgomery, are all such ambitious lunatics!"

"But no matter who you are, as long as you are still in the third plane of the Assass continent, you will not be able to escape the reckoning of the Eye of Heaven!"

"Great prophecy!!!"

Ophiral smiled coldly, no longer holding any reservations, and poured all the divine power of destiny into the Eye of Heaven, launching the most powerful prophetic magic.

In an instant, the fountain shines brightly, and every drop of flowing water is shining with light, and there are faint signs of gathering together and condensing into a water curtain.

He is forcibly using the power of destiny to search every corner of the continent of Assasi, trying to combine all the clues together to find the mastermind behind the scenes.

hum-

The silent divine power of destiny is like a wave of water, spreading in all directions from Ophiral's kingdom, penetrating into three planes, and even the interior of other gods' kingdoms cannot escape prying eyes.

This kind of behavior is a huge offense even to those weak gods, let alone those noble gods, and even the supreme gods who also possess supreme divine power.

"Ophiral!! You dare to peek into my kingdom of God at will. Are you provoking me, provoking death, or both!"

Killitjo, the god of life and death, known as the Lord of Reincarnation.

He manifested miracles outside the Kingdom of God, sitting on a half-black and half-white throne, staring coldly at the direction of the God of Destiny's Kingdom.

"Kilitjo is right, Ophiral, you really crossed the line this time!"

The goddess of magic, the weaver of the magic web, Marianne also appeared from her own kingdom of God.

Her body proportions were perfect, her burgundy hair was loose, and her eyes shone with the azure glow unique to extraordinary magic.

At this moment, the magic goddess said half jokingly and half seriously:

"Fortunately, I was just studying magic. If I was changing clothes and bathing, wouldn't you have seen everything? Ophiral, you'd better give me an explanation!"

However, Ofilar did not bother to respond to the questions of the two supreme gods at this moment.

He had activated the great prophecy magic to the extreme, and almost all the water droplets merged together with difficulty, condensing into an extremely unstable water curtain.

"How can such a thing happen...how is it possible..."

Ophilar looked at the blurry scene surging in the water curtain, and could vaguely see that the forces disrupting destiny came from outside the continent of Assas.

Bang!
Before the supreme god who controls the power of destiny wakes up from the shock.

The next moment, a mysterious hand made of infinite starlight was reflected from the screen, turning the defenseless Eye of Heaven into ruins.

(End of this chapter)