Nightmare Light

Chapter 83 The Voice of the Oracle
The voice that suddenly appeared was filled with curiosity: "What is this potion used for?"

"The Heart-Testing Potion..." The bishop answered subconsciously. The next second, his expression changed drastically, "No! That guy is still here!"

The bishop suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the prophet on the top of his head.

The prophet stared at the bishop in a daze, not yet realizing what had happened.

The next second, a yellow light surged from the bishop's hand. Under the yellow light, Si Chen's head and face turned into endless yellow sand, sinking inward and turning into sand. After a few seconds, it completely collapsed into a pile of sand and a shriveled robe.

The envoy of prophecy died just like that.

The bishop was still terrified, his face trembling slightly, his eyes bloodshot, staring at the pool of sand.

After a few seconds, tiny specks of white flames emerged from the sand and dissipated into the air.

"Extremely strange and sinister Bai Huo...it really is Him..."

The bishop still looked terrified. He rubbed his face hard, trying to control his expression and restore a calm smile.

But he rubbed it hard for a long time, and the smile on his face was still stiff and distorted.

"Ah! Bastard! I! I'm not afraid at all!"

"Your flame is out! I'm not afraid of anything!"

The bishop roared and waved his hand vigorously. The yellow sand on the ground flew up instantly, circled in the air, and turned into a bunch of glowing yellow dots, flying towards the plain.

From afar, the light spots on the plain have vaguely outlined the contours of a city.

"The number... is almost there." The bishop grinned, two white flames flickering in his eyes. "Begin."

He opened his hands and sang loudly:
"Morning and dusk merge, their light fades!"

"The morning cry, and the evening drum!"

"In the dark city, I point out the way out of the maze!"

"In the dark city, I point out the way out of the maze!"

"The white flames are burning, how terrified I am!"

On the plain, the endless yellow light spots began to vibrate and emit a stronger buzzing sound.

They trembled in unison and began to cast a pale yellow light into the sky.

And the white flames in his eyes became even more intense.

……

at the same time.

The giant, bathed in white fire, roared forward across the plain.

White fire crackled on the giant's body, and the bright white light illuminated the surrounding earth and even the sky.

Behind the giant, dozens of streams of burning white flames were dragged by the giant and spread out like a phoenix's tail.

At the end of every stream of light, there is a person entangled.

The picture looked like it could be a painting of "The Giant God Who Created the World and His Apostles". From a distance, it was full of holiness.

If you ignore their screams and cries.

Old Joe was tied with burning paper tape, his arms were folded, his eyes were closed, and his expression was determined.

At the same time, as the paper tape swayed, it vomited at a steady frequency.

If time was not so tight, they could have chosen a lighter way to travel.

But now, the whole world may be sucked into this world like a flush toilet at any time, and they will definitely not be able to travel slowly.

So Lin Wang came up with an idea: he used the form of a giant to travel, and the paper bride tied them up with paper ribbons and took them along.

As for the villagers - because they had been burned by the white fire once, it was equivalent to having been "tuned" by Lin Wang, so he put them into the space of the tree fern.

Lin Wang regained his composure and looked into the distance.

In giant form, his vision is greatly enhanced.

With his amazing vision, Lin Wang saw that behind a hill in the distance, there was a large area of ​​pale yellow light connecting heaven and earth.

The light reached the sky, and the dark clouds in the sky opened up. Behind the clouds, a huge, dazzling dark red crack was clearly visible.

Around the crack, you can see many huge, thick, translucent tentacles, wriggling and twisting, wrapping around the crack and slowly expanding it.

As the crack grew larger, a huge city phantom, wrapped in countless mists, gradually emerged from the depths of the crack.

A pitch-black sky, bloody cracks, and a thick fog filled the air, where a huge city floated in the air...

This picture is more than enough to be a movie poster...

It has to be divided into three parts: upper, middle and lower.

Lin Wang muttered to himself and quickened his pace.

The idea of ​​hiding the flame in the other person's soul came to him suddenly on a flash of inspiration. He tried it on the prophet Si Chenshi and found it to be very convenient.

Whether it is for eavesdropping or scaring people, it is useful enough.

The only drawback was that the flames could not be transformed into combat power. So Lin Wang could only feel miserable and stride forward with his arms wide open.

The phantom of the city in the sky is getting closer and closer.

……

At the same time, Tang Shengcheng.

Sen stood on a small platform above the temple dome.

She raised her head, her deep, dark eyes staring straight at the sky.

In her vision, behind the endless fog, a dark red wound appeared in the sky.

Although she couldn't see it very clearly, she still vaguely felt that at the dark red wound, there was some extremely terrifying and powerful existence beyond her understanding, lurking around the wound in the sky.

"Mother...what on earth is that?" Sen murmured in a low voice.

"I've calculated over seven hundred times, and the results all show the end of Chu... Is there really no escape this time?"

"This world has lasted so long, why...why did it end up being destroyed during my tenure? Mother, was there something I did wrong?"

After a few seconds, Sen took a deep breath and said to the priests behind him, "Get ready. I'm going to perform the Great Divine Descendant."

The priest behind him was shocked when he heard this: "But, but! Saint, after performing the great divine descent spell, your life will be..."

"I have made up my mind, no need to say more."

Mori interrupted the priest.

She looked up at the sky again and sighed inwardly.

If the world is destined to be destroyed, I will die before the world.

She took a breath, turned and walked towards the center of the temple.

Suddenly, the kind and gentle voice of a middle-aged man interrupted Miss Saint's steps.

"Child, don't dwell on life and death. Mother taught us that loyalty to the Temple doesn't include meaningless death."

Sen stopped and turned back: "Bishop Du."

"Kid." The middle-aged man with very long eyebrows waved at Sen kindly, with a gentle smile on his face.

"Your Excellency, I believe you've seen the vision in the sky." Sen frowned, his tone anxious. "It's not an exaggeration to say it's the end of the world."

"Of course, I saw it a long time ago." The bishop nodded slowly. "As soon as I saw the vision, I went to pray to Mother... In fact, I came to see you with Mother's orders."

Sen's expression immediately became serious.

She lowered her head: "What is Mother's oracle?"

The bishop raised his hand and gently pressed his fingers in the air a few times. A translucent bubble emitting holy light appeared out of thin air and enveloped her.

Sen was shocked by the bishop's magic, but she quickly came to her senses, closed her eyes, and began to concentrate on experiencing it.

"Child, don't pay attention to what's happening in the sky."

A woman's voice appeared in the holy light bubble, low and gentle.

Although it was somewhat different from the voice of his mother that Sen usually heard, the sacred and vast meaning in it could not be faked.

There's no doubt about it, only a mother can have such an aura.

Mori bowed his head respectfully: "Yes, mother."

She gave up the idea of ​​using the Great God's Descendant Technique, but at the same time, she still felt a vague confusion in her heart -

Why did that voice just now sound... different from my mother's voice?
Confused, Mori murmured a prayer.

Mother... please enlighten me...

At this moment, a clear and abrupt voice exploded in her mind.

"Why is this kid so stubborn? Why are you asking so many questions? Just do whatever you're told!"

"You have no right to interfere with what's going on here! Don't come and cause trouble!"

Sen's eyes widened in surprise: "Ah! Mother!"

She swore that the voice was exactly the same as her mother's. But from the moment she became the chosen one until today, she had never heard such a clear and accurate voice!

But the motherly aura contained in this voice was absolutely unmistakable. The moment the voice rang out, the divine power within her instantly surged, and her entire being shone brighter, like holy light!

The surrounding priests fell to their knees.

Sen waved his hands helplessly, signaling the priests to disperse, and then said to his mother in his consciousness: "Yes, mother..."

Meanwhile, my mother's voice seemed to be preoccupied with something else: "Fuck! I only slept for a short while! How did such a big deal happen? Those damn cultists... I hope they can handle it... Fuck! I didn't hang up!"

Then the mother's voice disappeared.

Sen: "..."

My mother's oracle is so profound.

(End of this chapter)