I made the Dragon God in the game.

"Ah this."

Fang Bai probably guessed who was predicting the event.

“If nothing unexpected happens, it should be the force that is hunting down the White-robed Prophet that is predicting.

The first prophecy should be directed at the prophet.

As for the second prophecy, it should be directed at the person who kills the chasing team.

In this process, this force was directed directly to me.

After all, the Yuanling Rune Heavy Artillery is just a tool, and I am the one who controls the tool."

Fang Bai smacked his lips and allowed that force to lock onto him.

The moment the power completed the connection, Fang Bai's power of consciousness traced back to the source, stabilizing the connection and anchoring the connection.

Unlike the first time when he was unfamiliar, Fang Bai was much more proficient this second time. He directly grabbed the inner space and the fantasy space and swung it down like a giant brick.

During the swing, the opponent seemed to transmit a regular vibration through the link, which might contain some information.

But Fang Bai didn't understand, so he ignored it and continued to swing.

"Die to me!"

Brick, no, Fang Bai seemed to feel a slight obstruction during the process of swinging it down from the inner space.

The obstacles were very complex, but unexpectedly they were unified into a whole and stood in front of the prophet.

This is something that was not available when the White-robed Prophet was involved.

So this
“This is the force that the prophet on the other side relies on. Forces are used to take the blame.

Well, that makes sense. The prophet helps the powerful forces to predict, and the powerful forces take the blame for the prophet.

Good block. "

Fang Bai chuckled, and the inner space smashed down without any delay. The seemingly thick obstacle was instantly blown up in front of the inner space like a layer of light mist blocking an aircraft carrier, and then smashed solidly on the prophet himself.

At the moment of falling, Fang Bai vaguely saw a luxurious and tight war fortress, a gray-robed prophet standing on the altar, nobles of different ages dressed in gorgeous clothes, and even vaguely saw an old professional underground through the ground.

legend?

Fang Bai felt that this perspective was separated by a layer of fog, but it seemed that he could break it with his hand. Just when he was about to try, the opportunity was fleeting. The picture disappeared completely, and the originally anchored link also disappeared.

Fang Bai suddenly realized.

“Yes, I killed both of them directly. With one of them missing, the structure is broken and the connection cannot be maintained.

If I need to do something in the future, maybe I shouldn't be so direct and let the other person live a little longer.

It completely serves as an anchor point for my will, allowing my will to descend into the past.

Besides, I still need to try what I can do after the will descends, I just didn’t seize the opportunity.”

Fang Baishou tried to reach forward. The feeling just now was that the barrier seemed to be breakable, but what could he do after it was broken?

very curious.

However, Fang Bai also got some information.

Although the power in this field of consciousness is invisible, intangible, highly concealed, functional and professional, once a fight breaks out, its cruelty far exceeds that of a normal battle.

The strong is strong and the weak is weak. The strong crush the weak. Once a link is formed, the link can be anchored directly regardless of distance. The weak cannot escape, and one blow determines life or death.

When the weak face the strong, they are doomed to die.

The cruelty of this made the excited and curious Fang Bai calm down.

"If you often walk by the river, your shoes won't get wet."

"At the master level, my consciousness strength is at least legendary, with no upper limit.

Who dares to say that there are no other exceptions in the world?

Apart from anything else, what if there is a second person in the world who possesses the talent of fantasy space?
If you rise here, you will fall here.

If I rely on this and use it for a long time, I will eventually capsize in the ditch one day."

Fang Bai's face was slightly solemn. At least if he faced an enemy with such a strong consciousness, he would definitely find a way to kill him with his even stronger consciousness.

“But if you study it and use it occasionally, as long as you don’t become dependent on it, it can be a good way to fight the enemy.

And this method can really satisfy people’s fantasies about powerful people and big guys.”

Here, while Fang Bai was thinking, there was indeed an uproar on the other side.

King's capital.

"Hmm, it's actually man-made instead of Dusk Plains?"

There was a hint of surprise in Green's calm eyes.

According to his astrology, if the object is a piece of land and not an individual with will, there will be no reaction at all.

Of course, this does not mean that astrology cannot predict non-individual entities such as the Dusk Plain.

However, Green clearly understood that it would be a dead end to make predictions in a restricted area like the Dusk Plains, and he would not be able to escape at all.

And because Count Fink did not agree with his prediction of the Dusk Plains, he didn't even have anyone to take the blame, so it was impossible for him to do such a thing.

All they did from the beginning was to use the differences between different astrological techniques to verify a result.

After all, not everything requires an answer, and no answer is still an answer.

But now there is an answer.
"Troublesome."

Green muttered, and at the same time, a thought popped up in his mind.

"Could it be possible that a demigod really has appeared? How did they provoke a demigod? It's incredible."

Green couldn't help but marvel and disconnected calmly.

So what if he's a demigod?
He is a prophet, unless he is unlucky enough to meet a demigod in the field of prophecy.

Otherwise, even if the mage demigod had the ability to counterattack, he would be blocked by Count Fink's family, and he would have enough time to disconnect and evacuate.

There was even a corresponding arrangement in the ritual field under his feet, which was specifically used to disconnect and counteract reverse perception.

Otherwise, if his life would be in danger, he would never do this kind of work no matter how much Count Fink ordered him to do it.

After all, the dead legend was an offering, so why isn't he one?

But just as he was about to disconnect, he suddenly felt something was wrong, and the next moment a powerful consciousness traced back to him.

The use of this conscious power was very crude, but it was powerful enough to press him to the ground and anchor him.

Green's eyes widened instantly, and his eyes, which had originally shown no emotion, were now filled with fear of death.

"A demigod in the field of prophecy?!!!"

"Have mercy! I have a divine treasure to offer you!"

The universal communication language of the prophet system must be mastered by any prophet, which means that the other party must be able to understand what is said.

If the divine treasure can delay the opponent's action for a moment, his chances of survival will increase rapidly.

But the next moment, Green found that it seemed as if a world was crushing down on him.

Crush the Fink family without any hindrance, and land hard on him.

Ping!
The pillar of light descending from the starry sky shattered, and he shattered too.

At this moment, Count Fink felt nothing. He just saw Green's face change drastically, and he didn't know what had happened.

At this moment, in an underground secret room of Count Fink's family, the previous Count Fink, who had sealed off all auras in an attempt to prolong his life and protect his family, suddenly opened his eyes wide.

"??!"

He didn't know what he had done, he didn't know what kind of enemy he had provoked. He had provoked such a terrifying enemy while he was sleeping, and then he disappeared without a sound.

At this moment, the people of Count Fink's family fell to the ground one after another, silently, leaving some of the surviving servants at a loss, standing there in a daze.

There was also a huge uproar outside Count Fink's family.

Under the gaze of the people around, the starlight pillar that connected the sky and the earth reflected a virtual world out of thin air. The virtual world quickly enlarged and pressed down overwhelmingly, followed by a "ping" sound, and the starlight pillar shattered.

At this moment, everyone was stunned.

From a distance, the defending figures on the fortress fell down one after another the moment the phantom of the world fell, and many even fell directly outside the castle.

The huge manor that was transformed into a war fortress became dead silent at this moment, with almost no sound of breathing.

"What's going on here?"

"It's over. Something big has happened."

"The Fink family is all dead."

Among the crowd, some were happy and some were sad, and after a short pause, some became even happier.

“Sure enough, the spy from my Fink family also died suddenly.

The body was still alive, but was directly wiped out at the level of fate."

"Hey, a few people died in my family, too."

"Gan!"

"what happened?"

"My disciple is dead."

One person said with a grim expression, and the others immediately laughed when they saw him.

"Hahaha, I remember you said before that your apprentice was born a commoner and has no aristocratic background?

Hahahaha, I was laughing so hard. "

A group of people laughed together.

People with aristocratic backgrounds have the advantages of aristocratic backgrounds, and their qualities in all aspects are relatively high.

But having an aristocratic background also has its disadvantages. Sometimes it is difficult to distinguish one's stance, and sometimes it even represents issues such as team and stance, which are not so easy to deal with.

Especially some members of powerful aristocratic families.

If a member of an aristocratic family disguises himself as a commoner and becomes a disciple, his purpose is obvious. It is impossible that he is throwing a tantrum and becomes a disciple secretly.

You know, the person who died was a member of the Fink family.

They are members of the Fink family in every sense of the word. Those who are married out or kicked out of the family do not count.

In this way, you will not be able to enjoy the benefits of the family, but you will not be implicated by the family either.

Now that I'm implicated, there's no need to explain what the situation is.

"Hahahaha!"

A group of people were laughing together, but apart from the dead disciple, there was another person who just stood there stupidly.

An acquaintance of his saw him and asked immediately.

"Clay, why do you look like that? Did you lose an apprentice as well?"

"You don't have any apprentices."

When he heard the word "disciple", the man whose disciple had died looked over, with anger clearly in his eyes.

But before he could say anything, Clay turned around and flew away with a gloomy face, leaving the others stunned.

When others were puzzled, someone suddenly said in surprise.

"What, Mrs. Clay is dead?"

When the voice fell, everyone's tone was stagnant.

"Wait, I remember Mrs. Clay is not from the Fink family."

Everyone's eyes suddenly became strange, even the man whose disciple had died couldn't help but relax a little.

The most fearful thing about everything is comparison. Suddenly, he didn't feel that sad anymore.

After all, his wife was not dead.

"Hey, do you think his son is dead?"

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere became even weirder.

The air was suddenly filled with a joyful atmosphere.

But it wasn't long before everyone's smiles disappeared. When they looked at each other, they could see the seriousness in their eyes.

"Have you confirmed everything?"

"It has been confirmed. They are indeed all dead."

As soon as the words fell, a chill ran through their bodies.

Such a big earl family, two legends, and rich heritage.

Although it is not the top force in the capital or even the entire kingdom, it has already made a name for itself.

Some of them may not be much stronger than the Fink family.

But in such a huge family, all the people, including the clan members, foreign spies, lovers accepted into the clan, etc., died in an instant due to fate.

Not a single message was left behind, not a single bloodline was left behind, and everyone, young and old, died.

Obviously, this is erasure at the family level.

And if they can wipe out the Fink family, then they can be wiped out as well.

For a moment, they suddenly felt like ants, with their lives and deaths in the hands of others.

shudder.

"What kind of existence could have such great power?
A spirit?"

“How did the Fink family offend a person of this level?
Is that prophet trying to divert the trouble? Or does he have connections with such a powerful person?"

"How is it possible? If he had made friends with a strong man of this level, how could he have been in such a mess for such a long time and survived being hunted down like this?"

"In fact, to know this, all you need to do is predict the life or death of the prophet."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a series of gazes, and the meaning of those gazes was very clear, that is,
Okay, good idea, you go and deliver it. Oh no, you go ahead.

".Don't take it too seriously, I'm just joking, ha.haha."

Everyone silently looked away and fell silent again. After a long time, they spoke softly.

"Okay, if you don't want to die, then stop here.

Don't predict, don't investigate, don't provoke.

Big shots like these won't take us seriously. As long as we don't provoke them, they won't even bother to kill us.

If he needs something one day, we can just give it to him.

As for the rest.”

The man turned his head and looked towards the palace, and at the nine-story wizard tower standing tall in the center of the palace.

"This is not something we need to consider. Someone will naturally come to handle this matter."

After saying this, the man turned around and left without any hesitation, while the others looked at each other and sighed slightly.

When he looked towards the Fink family fortress again, his eyes were filled with fear.

Although all the Fink family's heritage and treasures must be hidden inside, and although this fortress has no defensive power except for the continuously operating offensive and defensive magic circle.

Although all the Fink family members, from the old to the young, died.

But still no one dared to cross over, some things can be taken, some things.
"Let's go, let's go. This is such a big matter, we don't need to deal with it anymore."

As the words fell, people dispersed one by one, leaving only the empty fortress of Earl Fink's family. The high-level magic array absorbed the power of the earth veins and the power of elements at a low power level to maintain operation, but it was silent, just like that dangerous place! (End of this chapter)