I made the Dragon God in the game.

"Personality. Resurrection Coin."

Fang Bai couldn't help but think about it.

“The player’s resurrection coins come from successful trials, and trials come from the Mage Tower, which comes from the ancient mage civilization.

This prophet's resurrection coin probably comes from the remains of ancient wizard civilization.

This is not surprising, since the ancient wizard civilization had it, it must have survived."

Fang Bai was only a little surprised at first about the existence and appearance of game coins, because this thing is generally understood to be exclusive to players.

But if you think about it carefully, it is not surprising, because according to the current information, the entire player system originated from the ancient wizard civilization.

So this is very easy to understand.

It's another point.
Fang Bai asked the prophet, and according to the prophet he was curious about Fang Bai's high status, so he used prophetic means to take a look, but he didn't see anything and was killed by Fang Bai's counterattack.

According to this prophet, Fang Bai can not only block the prophecy, but also counterattack automatically. He is at least a demigod.

"Demi god."

It was the first time Fang Bai heard someone talk about him like this, but he was only slightly surprised.

“Is my demigod status due to my mastery of a certain field power, or is it because I successfully materialized the fantasy space into the inner space?

Or is it both?"

Fang Bai couldn't help but mutter to himself, he thought both of them had the ability to make him a demigod.

“According to him, after attaining the status of a demigod, one will have a great advantage in predicting and being predicted, and the former can easily predict people of lower status.

The latter can block everything related to the prophecy and itself, and can even counterattack and lock the person who made the prophecy along the connection of the prophecy.

This kind of thing is as instinctive as breathing and does not require active control.

In addition, it will also have a great advantage in other matters that require personality judgment."

As for these "other" prophets, he couldn't clearly explain what they were, but Fang Bai was quite interested in what he said about being counterattacked by prophecies.

“If prophecy is a glimpse into consciousness, then the so-called person may be the intensity of consciousness itself.

This is different from the soul and has nothing to do with the body, so the most likely reason for my elevation in status is the manifestation of the fantasy space.

That's true. In the ancient wizard civilization, the manifestation of inner space itself was a symbol of breaking through the legend.

And being able to reach the gods directly, isn't this an elevation of status?"

Fang Bai pondered over it and found that he was actually more interested in the use of the power of consciousness and the art of prophecy.

His consciousness is now very strong, but he cannot use it easily. If he can use the methods of a prophet to use it in a simple and active way, then his means of dealing with the opponent Bai will be greatly enriched.

However, because the training of a prophet has special requirements for the body, soul, and even consciousness, generally speaking, they need to be trained with specific skills, elixirs, and training environments from an early age.

Only in this way can they get a glimpse of the power of destiny.

In this regard, it is basically impossible for the prophet to buy a ticket halfway, and neither can Fang Bai.

However, although he is unable to change his job, with the inheritance and secret skills in hand, Fang Bai will naturally find a way to get involved in the rune field.

Fang Bai even now believes that his own unique rune, or his "real name", may be an important medium for him to access the field of consciousness.

Of course, there is no rush for this at the moment, just take your time.

Now Fang Bai is very curious about his own consciousness.

“My consciousness carries an inner space that has already materialized.

The inner space also carries a fantasy space, which basically carries the public papers and knowledge of various major professions and fields in reality.

It also carries some of the books I collected in the Fire Tower, as well as all the experiments and communications of thousands of people in the Tiangong Pavilion at a time speed that was dozens of times and thousands of times faster than before, as well as the new knowledge generated in the process.

In addition, there are memories, experiences, and knowledge that I have always had.

These are all ultimately in consciousness and are part of consciousness.

Regardless of the weight of material things, the weight of knowledge and memory is also heavy.

In a sense, this can even be said to contain the essence of real civilization, and only those who bear it know its weight.

As far as I know now, I can only passively activate the power of consciousness when someone is spying on me in the field of consciousness, and then in turn give the other person a big bag and lock the other person's position.

And the weight of me, a big guy."

Fang Bai grinned and immediately became expectant.

"Whoever comes to predict this for me, I will definitely hit you just once! Just once!"

Fang Bai smiled slyly, but before he could laugh for long he suddenly froze and cast his gaze to the projection screen in front of him.

On the screen, dozens of people walked in from the western border of the video.

Although Fang Bai didn't know them and could only see the picture and couldn't sense their strength, based on their position and appearance, combined with the previous description of the prophet, he immediately locked on their identity.

They were the group that was hunting down the prophet in white.

Fang Bai stared at him for a while. He was not worried that such direct gaze would trigger the other party's intuitive response.

If general perception, general real-time video certainly could lead to this situation.

But Fang Bai and his team had considered this problem at the beginning of the design and came up with a brilliant design, which was
The picture is delayed for ten seconds!
Directly isolate the opponent's intuitive perception for ten seconds.

As for whether it is possible that people can still notice it after ten seconds.
For such a big shot, no matter how long it takes, it is beyond the scope.

So Fang Bai can now look at the other party unscrupulously and observe his every move.

I hadn’t noticed it before, but now that I see it, it suddenly looks familiar.

"This dress? This uniform?"

Large families and powerful forces would all provide special uniforms for family members, family-raised soldiers, and guest officials.

This would allow disciples, soldiers, and guests to demonstrate their status, while also allowing others to see their class at a glance and prepare etiquette of corresponding standards.

Fang Bai didn’t think anything of it before, he just thought it was pretty.

But later, the more I looked at it, the more I felt a sense of familiarity, and finally I found this uniform in the corner of my memory.

"Back then in the Dusk Plains! The forces wearing this clothes also attacked me!"

Fang Bai slapped the table and suddenly remembered.

"At that time, I was so busy beating people that I didn't pay attention to the division of forces and the lack of people."

“They are here too, but that’s normal. The prophet originally brought them deep into the Dusk Plains to look for the demigod medicine.

Now that the demigod medicine has not been found and the loss was so great, they will definitely ask the prophet for compensation.

It is normal for quarrels to end with chasing and killing each other. "

As the saying goes, the protagonist of a novel is often chased by a group of people while holding a valuable treasure.

Now it seems that this is not a problem of the protagonist, but a problem of this era.

In this era, the strongest are the greatest rule. The seven contracts and other rules are all a mess. Their execution depends entirely on the compassion of the strong, and nothing else.

Thinking of this, Fang Bai shook his head slightly, with a puzzled look in his eyes, and then turned his gaze to the crystal ball in the hand of old man Yin Jiu.

According to the prophet in white, they relied on this crystal ball to successfully lock him in and force him into a desperate situation.

Otherwise he would have run away long ago.

Considering the emotions expressed by the prophet in white at the time, Fang Bai guessed that the prophet behind the pursuer probably had some deeper entanglement with him.

While he was talking, the fire control radar connected to the high-altitude drone had already calibrated the sights. The so-called calibration means that the aiming points of all the cannons are evenly distributed around the target, so that the power of all the cannons is just unable to hit the target.

This is to prevent the targeted target from noticing the danger of death and being alarmed.

During this calibration phase, all the gun muzzles have been programmed with movement trajectories. As soon as the firing button is pressed, all the gun muzzle aiming positions will be locked. At that time, locking and firing will be completed almost at the same time.

"Calibration complete."

Fang Bai looked at the red words appearing on the screen, and the launch button was in his hand.

As long as he thought about it, these cannons would be fired in an instant.

However, Fang Bai did not rush to press the button, but waited silently.

He had already asked someone to investigate what the white-robed prophet said, and estimated that the results would be out within this period of time.

So Fang Bai was not in a hurry.

Wait a little longer.
While watching their live video broadcast, analyze the relationship between them based on their standing distance, expressions, etc.

But not long after, the mailbox that had been open rang, notifying me of a new message.

Fang Bai clicked it and took a quick look.

"This prophet didn't tell me any lies, he told me all the truth. So, if that's the case..."

In the game, Fang Bai materialized a red button in front of him, and then he slapped his raised hand.

"Snapped!"

In an instant
"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"

The supporting engines of each of the fourth-level Yuanling Rune heavy artillery ran at high speed, directly completing the locking at the fastest speed according to the established procedures.

Almost at the same time as the lock was completed, the thick and condensed beam of light broke through the air.

And when Fang Bai discovered the other party, not long after, the white-robed prophet's heart began to pound, and an ominous intuition enveloped his mind.

After being resurrected from the dead and recovering from all his injuries, the White-robed Prophet's professional abilities were fully utilized, and his perception ability became more than a little stronger.

If he was in this state before he was discovered and had already recovered, his reaction would not have been so slow and it would not have been so difficult for him to escape.

It is not impossible to escape completely even with a little effort and some means.

The prophet in white was in a complicated mood, and at this time Zhang Zhong appeared beside him.

"People are coming."

"Yeah, I feel it."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhong looked at the white-robed prophet in surprise. He didn't expect that he could actually sense it.

But he knew how far these people were from here.

Upon noticing Zhang Zhong’s difference, the prophet in white immediately explained.

“The main reason they targeted me was because I knew how they targeted me.

Since it can lock me, a link will naturally be formed between them.

I can also sense where they are through this connection.

Not that I can sense that far.”

"Oh, I see. But it's still amazing that you can sense the pursuer from such a distance."

As Zhang Zhong spoke, he waved his hand to form a projection. In the projection, the young master, old man Yin Jiu and others were moving forward at high speed under the guidance of the crystal ball.

After hearing Zhang Zhong's words, the prophet, who was originally quite proud of this perception distance and was about to say a few humble words, was stunned.

? ?
But he knew how far this group of people was from them.

But now, at such a long distance, they can actually see clearly, even their facial expressions can be seen clearly, this...
So was Zhang Zhong mocking him just now?
Is this true?
The prophet in white was silent, but reacted the next moment.

"You can't watch it, you can't watch it. They have legends, and watching it will cause them to react!"

"Oh, no, just look at it, we have solved this problem."

"Uh"

The white-robed prophet paused for a moment after hearing this, and seeing that the people in the projection did not react at all, he looked at Zhang Zhong blankly.

He was speechless.

At this time, the prophet in white heard the movement behind him. He turned around and saw that the equipment similar to magic cannons began to slowly turn the muzzles, as if they were aiming.

"Are you targeting the people who are chasing me?"

The prophet in white shuddered in his heart and was immediately refreshed.

However, after a careful count, it was found that only nine cannons and several small cannons were turning and starting to store energy, while the other cannons did not respond at all.

This this.
"Are you planning to test it with a few cannons first?"

The prophet in white was a little confused, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward. After thinking for a while, the prophet in white spoke, trying to liven up the atmosphere.

"Uh, I see there are so many cannons here."

"Ah."

Zhang Zhong nodded and looked at the prophet in white.

"I can feel that these cannons are really powerful. They are so powerful that they might hurt me before they even get through the door."

"Uh"

The white-robed prophet thought about it, and dared not think too high, but also could not say too low, so he spoke immediately.

"I can sense that if these cannons are fired simultaneously, they should be able to stop the legend, right?"

After hearing this, Zhang Zhong suddenly didn't know what to say.

"Uh"

Can't stop the legend?

Of course it is possible.

But can you stop the legend?
Uh, wait, it seems like there is no problem.

Thinking of this, Zhang Zhong nodded immediately.

“Well, yes, our artillery is still very powerful.

Stopping the legend is no problem. Look, it has been calibrated and is about to fire. "

Upon hearing this, the white-robed prophet looked curiously at the cannon behind him.

The barrel shines like fine iron, with tiny runes all over the inside and outside, mysterious and profound.

At this moment, there is a faint red glow flickering in it, which becomes more restrained and profound as time goes by.

But then this restraint stopped.

This dark red light turned into the brightest brilliance, breaking through the air while making the white-robed prophet feel as if he were dying!

This kind of palpitation gave the white-robed prophet great confidence, making him think this way.

Should it be possible to stop it? (End of this chapter)