I made the Dragon God in the game.

"Uh"

Looking at the unlucky prophet in white, Fang Bai couldn't help but be stunned.

This can't be explained by just bad luck. This is just the reincarnation of a jinx, right?
Fang Bai even felt that if this prophet in white was not a master, he would die on the spot within a few minutes.

However, it can be seen that although he did not die on the spot, he was hit by a heavy artillery of the third-level Yuanling Rune and was not far from sudden death.

Normally, a person with this kind of luck would never live to see a sound and would have died long ago.

so.
"Is it because of the secret skills of the prophet profession? In order to escape, he released some secret skills that would help him escape, and now the effect of the secret skills has worn off, and the backlash is coming?"

It could actually affect luck. Fang Bai became more and more curious about the profession of fortune teller.

"Ok?"

"Wait, luck?"

Fang Bai's thoughts raced, and then he looked at him in surprise.

"He probably didn't notice the projection just now, and didn't notice us.

So, he couldn't have really relied on "good luck" to find me and then find a glimmer of hope.

this."

Fang Bai became more and more surprised, and couldn't help but ask as he looked at the white-robed prophet who was barely holding on under all the unfortunate events.

"How long will you be in this state? How do you solve it?"

“Normally it will last for more than three months, but the impact will decrease over time. Now is the strongest time, and it will become weaker and weaker later, and my own luck will continue to increase.

However, if I can follow His Majesty, the effect will be greatly weakened, and it will be fully restored in less than three days."

"Following, is there such a big difference? So."

"So you followed me just to let me take the blame for you?
The damage will never be reduced for no reason. If you don't bear it, then it must be on me."

"Your Majesty, don't worry. You are of noble status. The backlash that is terrible to me is as easy as the breeze blowing on your face."

"Then something must have been reduced."

"But Your Majesty, your status is enough to bear the backlash of these fortunes.

It's like having an extra pound on your body won't have any effect on you.

And without causing any impact, my prophecy can also be blessed by Your Majesty's status, thus exerting a stronger effect.

From this perspective, the improvement of one's status can avoid the backlash of prophecy."

Fang Bai listened with great interest and enjoyed himself very much.

The fortune teller's professional information and fortune were things he had never come into contact with before.

And it just so happens that these things have magical effects, how could Fang Bai not be curious.

However, when the prophet in white proposed to follow him again, Fang Bai still refused without hesitation, decisively and decisively.

Just kidding, Fang Bai didn't want to accept the prophet as a follower until he knew there was a price to pay.

Not to mention knowing this now.

what?
The prophet in white said it wouldn’t have any impact?

It's so funny. Believing whatever others say is simply courting death.
Also, even if what he said was true, he was capable of bearing it.

But it also depends on what is predicted, right?

Is there any difference between predicting a powerless ordinary person and predicting a powerful person with legendary strength?
He can handle ordinary prophecies, but what if this prophet dares to make predictions about a country or a real god?
With him bearing the cost, wouldn't this prophet be so extravagant?
I really don't even know how I died.

Don't think that he is not afraid of bad luck just because he is powerful.

What if you are unlucky enough to get hit on the head by a meteorite, and this meteorite happens to be a demonic beast?
Or maybe a floating city just happened to come crashing down from the sky and hit him on the head?
Not only did he refuse to accept it at the moment, Fang Bai also made a decision immediately that from now on he would have to maintain a pure stranger relationship with anyone who worked as a prophet and absolutely would not get involved with them.

As for the prophet in white before him.
"I hereby declare that the relationship between me and the prophet in front of me is merely a transaction.

The prophet used his inheritance to exchange physical and spiritual protection with me. After the transaction was completed, we no longer had any relationship.

Besides, there is no personal or fateful relationship of protection between him and me!"

"Uh"

The prophet in white was silent.

Fang Bai carefully observed the condition of the white-robed prophet.

Fang Bai heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the prophet in white did not become more unlucky because of this.

Judging from this, my status or destiny should not have been influenced by this prophet in white.

But Fang Bai was still worried, so he calmed down and tried to sense with his soul and consciousness.

He believed that as long as it was related to him, as long as it truly had an impact on him, he would be able to sense it in some way.

After calming down and sensing for a while, he found nothing unusual, then he slowly breathed a sigh of relief and spoke.

“Just stay here, I will protect you physically and spiritually during this time.

In addition, we will provide you with some drinking water and food supplies as usual, so you don’t have to worry.”

"Uh"

Sensing Fang Bai's disdain, it seemed as if anything having anything to do with him would bring bad luck.

This this.
He never thought that a master prophet like him would one day be despised.

You know, he is a master!

Master prophet!
Even if he couldn't predict the location of the magic medicine, even if he couldn't predict the location of the magic weapon!
But this is not because he is incompetent. It is entirely because the magic medicine and magic weapon are too precious, and their status is too high, so high that he cannot predict it at all.

But what about the third-level spiritual medicine equivalent to the master level? What about the second-level spiritual medicine? What about the first-level spiritual medicine?

Is it equivalent to a legendary fourth-level elixir?

And a glimpse into the overall future situation?
Having such a master prophet is a great boost to the entire force and to the foundation.

Only a truly powerful force with a solid foundation can cultivate a true high-level prophet.

However, for this kind of profession, even those big forces with strong foundation will only train a few high-level prophets, on the one hand to prepare for emergencies, and on the other hand to maintain the inheritance. How could they have such a ghost-like look as Fang Bai did?

but
The white-robed prophet's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he suddenly remembered something.

Or maybe it was a situation that he discovered accidentally, which had not been connected before, but at this moment, the prophet in white was a little nervous.

"It seems that a small force that recruits a prophet can usually soar to the sky and grow rapidly in strength.

However, once strength stops growing, power will generally fall apart and disappear.

Even if a big force trains prophets, they will only train one or two.

And I won’t predict it easily.”

A possibility suddenly emerged in the white-robed prophet's mind.

"A prophet, a prophet is like"

The prophet in white thought about this and recalled what he had just said, and couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

At this moment, he couldn't help but wonder if his bad luck during this period was related to his frequent predictions before? The prophet in white couldn't help but feel his heart beating violently.

It is true that he is a prophet with a legacy.

But there is no such thing as a wild prophet in the profession of prophet.

Any prophet has a heritage, otherwise it is impossible to become a prophet.

But his master died in an accident. Although he received the prophet's education and inheritance, even he himself could not guarantee that he had received all the prophet's education.

Judging from the current situation, there may be some shortcomings in this aspect.

This resulted in him speaking quite often, even to the point where he would resort to using a fortune teller to predict the future whenever he felt something was not right.

"Here, here. Here I am."

The prophet in white felt that he had a hard time speaking out his grievances. Suddenly he felt that the theft of the star trail, his being hunted down and betrayed all seemed to have a reason.

And in the end, it might be that he himself is more responsible.

The prophet in white was silent for a long time and could not speak.

Suddenly, a thought popped up in my mind.

"Where should I go? I don't know. Let me predict what I will do in the future."

The prophet in white had just taken out a crystal ball and was about to make a prediction when he suddenly got a start.

I have already made prophecy a living habit.
The prophet in white didn't even know how many times he had predicted more than ordinary prophets.

All the gifts of fate have a price tag.

This thought completely stumped the white-robed prophet.

With no other options left, the prophet in white could only give up and sit down on the ground, sighing as he began to practice.

At least without talking about the backlash, his number of predictions and his proficiency directly surpassed the total number of predictions made by several generations of prophets, right?

"Oh!"

The power left over from the underground Yuanling Rune Heavy Artillery combined with the elemental power underground exploded. The huge shock wave directly knocked the white-robed prophet into the air, spitting out blood, and was then suppressed.

This luck made Fang Bai, who was watching here, speechless.

"What kind of luck is this?"

Fang Bai couldn't help but mutter.

“Even this kind of thing can happen. The residual power of the Elemental Rune Heavy Artillery gives it characteristics, and the perfect structure underground provides the conditions for the gathering of elemental power.

A semi-natural mine array is formed directly underground, and it will explode if the balance is destroyed."

Fang Bai couldn't help laughing.

This is a situation that is theoretically possible but absolutely impossible to accomplish in reality.

Even normal people wouldn’t think about this. Fang Bai didn’t know whether he was lucky or unlucky.

This is not done at all
A flash of lightning suddenly flashed in Fang Bai's mind.

"Wait? Why can't it be completed?"

"All it requires is the remaining might, the right terrain structure, and the convergence of elemental forces to form a fragile balance!

It doesn’t need to be perfect or strong, it just needs a balance!”

A look of surprise flashed in Fang Bai's eyes.

“If designed based on this principle, we can use Rune Heavy Artillery to complete the large-scale deployment of elemental mines.

Not just on the ground and underground, but even in the sky!"

"Yes, there is also a chance in the sky, but it is wind and thunder that rely on the flow of wind, which can be realized."

This sudden inspiration made him very excited. Regardless of the unlucky prophet, he ordered Zhang Zhong to stay away from him and ensure his safety, and then he immersed himself in his thoughts.

“Underground, on the ground, and in the sky, if it can be achieved, it is actually using the elements of heaven and earth as thunder.

Use the residual power of the Rune Cannon to detonate elements within a certain range.

The amount of elements is the amount of charge, and theoretically there is no upper limit, so the power is amazing."

“Moreover, using the elements of heaven and earth as materials, and the soil or air currents between heaven and earth as the support of the magic circle, it naturally has a very strong concealment effect.

Even this master prophet did not notice it. Although there may be other reasons, it still shows its powerful stealth effect.

If we can really complete these steps, then in the future, with one shot, the sky and the earth will be blocked.

Those who don't know will just walk into it and die, while those who know will be so frightened that they can't move an inch.
"Yes, once this kind of cannon is completed, it can be used perfectly to block the defense line or snipe the strong.

Leaving aside defense, this type of cannon is used in the offensive field.

One shot blocks the displacement space, and one shot kills with a snipe. The trapped enemy will die if they don’t run away.

Even if the mines deployed hastily have low power, they are of great value because of their large number and can add up to a great deal.

And we can try to transform this mine from lethal to functional.

Slowing down, freezing, entanglement, and the like."

Fang Bai was tempted. Theoretically speaking, once this type of mine cannon was completed, the combination of a fourth-tier mine cannon and a conventional fourth-tier rune heavy cannon would be enough to snipe a conventional legend.

Of course, this kind of cannon is still just a theory at present. No, it is not even a theory, it is just a budding inspiration.

Whether it can be done and to what extent it can be done will require a long period of scientific research and experiments to get the answer.

If it is handed over to an ordinary project team, it will take at least a few years. Uh... a day or two?

Fang Bai blinked.

"That's too long."

In a good mood, Fang Bai transmitted this inspiration as well as some specific information and technical requirements to the local area network inside Tiangong Pavilion through projection, and released it after setting project limits and funding amounts.

If there is a project team interested in it, they will naturally take it over for research, so Fang Bai doesn't have to worry about these things.

Regardless of whether it is feasible or not, whether it is a success or a failure, Fang Bai will be given a definite response on the local area network.

Thinking about the application places of this kind of cannon, Fang Bai couldn't help but look at the white-robed prophet with more favor.

Of course, even though he likes him, Fang Bai would definitely not have any intention of recruiting him.

At least he would never consider it until he had a clear enough understanding of the profession of prophet and was sure that it would not cause any harm and what harm it might cause.

After all, Fang Bai is not afraid of the real things, but this kind of empty and fancy things
It's really a bit scary.

However, at this moment, a feeling of being spied on came over him, and he immediately shouted.

"who!"

At this moment, the time went back to a few minutes ago, and the white-robed prophet who had withstood another wave of bad luck took a breath.

After a short breath, he suddenly felt something in his heart. (End of this chapter)