Wizard: Become stronger by drawing cards from the potions variety show

Chapter 482 Prophecy

The whole hall fell silent instantly.

It was Hercules who spoke.

He is the oldest wizard here. When he became a councilor of the Shadow Society, most of the people present were not even born yet.

Most of the congressmen didn't know much about Hercules, whether in terms of strength or the power of his subordinates. They only knew that he was very strong. There was even a rumor that he was once the speaker, but he just didn't want to be re-elected.

Because of this, after he opened his mouth, most people had to listen to what he said.

Including the Speaker.

"Prophecy?" The Speaker frowned. "What prophecy?"

"It predicts the demise of the Shadow Society." The elder councillor said calmly, "The Shadow Society will be swallowed up by the Snake Eye."

"Isn't that a bit exaggerated? Just relying on Sinclair, a new domain wizard?" A young councillor sneered, "Every year, there are endless rumors of destruction like this, but we are now developing better and better."

Hercules said softly, "But those were not what I said, this is."

The young congressman spread his hands, supported himself on the table, and leaned forward: "I am not targeting you. Excuse me, I really don't see how a small organization with a scattered mind and hiding on the edge of Abisowol can destroy us. I don't even have a corresponding picture in my mind. What do they rely on?"

"I am only telling you this prophecy." The elder Hercules still spoke calmly, "If we don't take action, everything will happen as predicted."

His words were very calm, and he didn't care about the teasing of the young congressman. He just described the information in a light tone.

But it was also because of this that everyone present knew that the person in front of them was not joking.

The Speaker frowned and said, "Can you tell me what the prophecy is about?"

Hercules raised his head, his dark grey robe dragging on the ground, his thin cheeks vaguely visible under the hood, in his hands was a worn black leather scroll, the cover of which was engraved with complicated runes and seals.

"Of course, that's what I meant."

He slowly opened the scroll, the words inside seemed to be twisting, and each line exuded a deep luster.

These sheens combined to form a strange phantom.

The phantom was a woman wrapped in shadowy cloth, with sunken eyes that looked like empty abysses.

She opened her mouth and her voice echoed faintly, like a song, but every word was wrapped in an unignorable chill.

[Their blood is like a web of stars, spreading rapidly between shadow and light, connecting the gears of profound destiny.]

There was deathly silence in the hall.

Speaker Lafayette Moying's eyes were as calm as the deep sea.

[The roots of the blood tree will penetrate deep into the heart of Chaos, and those ruins that were once shrouded in shadows will grow lush branches and leaves.]

The members of parliament present heard this and discussed it in a low voice.

"Does the shadow cover us? What does the blood tree refer to?"

"The Heart of Chaos refers to the seat of the Underground Council? So the Blood Tree refers to the Snake's Eye? But there is no obvious connection between the Snake's Eye and the Blood Tree..."

"Quiet." The Speaker interrupted in a deep voice.

The hall fell into a brief silence again, but this time the atmosphere was noticeably different.

The sound in the projection continued to echo, becoming heavier and heavier.

[The blood tree will devour everything. Wherever the snake's eye looks, the shadow will be the first to be sacrificed. The veil will be torn apart by the snake's shadow and dominated by the prophet.]

If the previous ones were still metaphors, then in these two places, it has been clearly shown that the blood tree is just a reference to the Snake's Eye, and the "Shadow was the first to be sacrificed" is the destruction of the Shadow Society mentioned by Hercules.

"absurd!"

"how is this possible?"

The MPs had different expressions and raised their doubts loudly.

"That's enough." The Speaker said coldly, his eyes carrying unquestionable majesty as he scanned the crowd, "Keep listening."

[When the blood tree blooms, its roots penetrate the chaos, and the snake's shadow will turn into the long night of the new era, covering the hub, and chaos will return to order.]

The phantom then disappeared, the distorted words fell silent, and fell onto the leather scroll of Hercules. When the last sound of the projection fell, the entire parliament fell into deathly silence.

Hercules slowly put away the scroll and said, "I believe you have recognized her. This is Maeve who wrote the 'Shadow Inscription'. She was swallowed by the whirlpool of fate, but it also allowed her to see fragments hidden in the future. This is her prophecy. I spent a lot of money to get it."

The congressmen present still found it a little unbelievable. A subordinate organization of the Emerald Thieves, which had just been established for less than a year, could actually destroy the Shadow Society... It sounded like a fairy tale.

Before this, no one thought that the Shadow Society would lose. It was just a matter of how much it would cost and how to maximize revenue.

Although this statement was very un-magical, because it was related to Maeve who wrote the "Shadow Inscription", at least no one directly questioned it.

The leader of the Shadow Society, Mo Ying, tapped the stone table lightly with his fingertips and said, "What do you think about the prophecy?"

A member of the left council who had been silent all this time whispered, "We must take the initiative before the Snake Eye becomes stronger."

"No!" The other councillor retorted immediately, "A rash attack may accelerate the realization of the prophecy. We already have an absolute advantage. We just need to digest the gains. We have plenty of ways to deal with the Snake District. Moreover, we are now declaring war on the Snake District. We don't have to worry about other forces. We don't need to be so anxious..."

"If this is what the prophecy is really going to come true," the congressman who was in favor of taking action immediately interrupted him directly: "If we didn't know the prophecy, isn't this what we should have done?"

"I don't know if you noticed, but the prophecy mentioned 'blood is like a web of stars, spreading rapidly between shadow and light'. What does this mean?"

On the stone table, the figures of the parliamentarians were dim, but from everyone's eyes, one could tell that they were thinking.

The MP continued:

"In our understanding, Sinclair was just a nobody. Judging from his previous growth trajectory, he was just an ordinary wizard. However, in just a few months after joining the Emerald Thieves, he underwent a complete transformation."

"Think about it, everyone. The person we sent to assassinate him failed. Sinclair not only jumped two levels and became a domain wizard, but he probably built his own domain. It is unknown whether the original leader of the Emerald Thieves died accidentally, but the position of leader did fall to Sinclair in the end."

"After his intervention, the Snake District was completely transformed. Not only was it able to destroy the Dark Box and Shadow Thieves Guild that we supported, it was even able to expand outward and remove the nails we had planted in the Snake District..."

"What does this mean..."

Those who can sit here are not fools. They follow this line of thought and think naturally.

This is exactly what the congressman wanted to say: "This shows that Sinclair must have obtained something crucial, such as a legacy of an ancient wizard... a godhead."

"I guess this is the key to the prophesied rise of the Serpent's Eye."

The MPs nodded slightly.

make sense.

If it really is a godhead, then it makes sense.

Gods are the embodiment of rules. After integrating the divine nature, the divine nature itself, as the main body, naturally possesses the rules for constructing a domain. It can even directly transform the ruined kingdom of God that comes with the fallen gods into a domain.

This is why Sinclair's rank increased rapidly.

In ancient times, there were even many gods who would use some means to have their clones disguise themselves as wizards and leave the astral realm to carry out activities.

If we follow this line of thought, it is easy to understand why those small-time wizards of Snake Eye suddenly became stronger. They simply turned them into believers and strengthened their strength by granting them divine magic.

In this way, the other party's idea of ​​opening an academy is completely understandable. On the one hand, it can develop its own believers and promote the integration of the divinity. On the other hand, it can use the residents of the Snake Zone as a medium to guide the revival of the heroic spirits.

An ordinary wizard can be promoted to the level of a high-level wizard in an instant, and there are almost no restrictions on this promotion.

As long as the Shadow Society does not have the means to directly seal the gods, in this stalemate situation, the Snake Eye really has the means to fight against the Shadow Society.

Of course, the above are just speculations, but they do suggest a possibility.

Mo Ying's fingers continued to tap the stone table regularly, his expression never changing. He looked deeply at the congressman who was speaking, and said:

"If Sinclair is really as you say, then he is indeed a hidden danger. If we give him more time to grow, I'm afraid it will be difficult to kill him."

He looked around and said in a cold voice: "We will redeploy our forces, explore the weaknesses of the Snake Eye, and at the same time step up our infiltration of the Endless Secret Academy. Whether it is the Academy, the Snake Eye, or Sinclair, they cannot shake the foundation of our Shadow Society!"

"Verifying the truth of the prophecy and finding the foundation of the Snake Eye will be our most important task at this moment!"

He turned to look at Hercules, "Send a covert assassination team, disguised as members of the Snake Eye, into the Endless Secret School of Magic. Whatever means are used, find out the truth behind their rise."

Then he looked at all the councillors and said, "Gather all your forces. If necessary, use the highest authority. We must deal with the Snake District in a short period of time. No matter what their plan is, as long as we directly break through the Snake District with overwhelming force, we can nip all possibilities in the bud."

"They proposed to immediately mobilize all forces to launch a comprehensive crackdown on the Snake District."

The Speaker finally glanced at everyone, and said in a low and unquestionable tone: "If the prophecy is true, we must change our fate; if the prophecy is false, we will completely erase the Snake Eye from history!"

"Whatever they get, it's ours in the end."

"Yes! President."

The members of parliament took the order and left.

In the dark hall, Hercules looked at the president and said, "Fate has changed..."

The president lay down on the chair, his eyes uncertain: "Yes, it has changed."

……

War always breaks out suddenly.

On a bright afternoon, the sunlight was scattered into gorgeous colors in the colorful and chaotic fog, but it was quickly obscured... The sun was obscured by dark shadows.

The Shadows will come out in full force, with a force many times greater than that of the Snake Eye, and gather together in an attempt to annihilate the Snake Eye.

On the astronomical platform of the wizard tower, Alex Reed, the dean of the Dark Academy, stared into the distance, his eyes passed beyond the boundary of the clouds, looking at the fire burning deep in the Chaos Nexus.

In the gray fog of the Shadow World, one can vaguely see the darkness surging like a tide, as well as the emblem of the Shadow Society looming in the darkness, like a dot of ink staining the desolate battlefield.

"Has the Shadow Society gone crazy?" a stern voice came from behind.

"You're right," Reed turned his head slightly and looked at the middle-aged wizard who was speaking, "They have never been such a reckless force."

"Are the rumors true? The leader of Snake Eyes has merged with the godhood?"

"Maybe." Reed sneered, with a hint of complexity in his tone. "Send someone to observe closely, and report back if you find any signs."

Although I can't interfere directly, as long as no one knows about it, who will know that I have interfered?

An ownerless piece of divine power is enough to make people slightly overstep the line.

……

In a bloody tavern, under the dim light, several wizards who had just completed their tasks gathered together and talked in a low voice.

"Have you heard? The Shadow Society will suddenly launch a general attack on the Snake District." A short wizard in a gray cloak said, his tone mixed with excitement and doubt.

"Such a big commotion? There must be something hidden in the snake area!" The wizard next to him took over the conversation, picked up a glass of red wine, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Some people also say that it was Sinclair, the leader of the Snake Eye, who merged with the godhood." Another person lowered his voice, obviously not wanting anyone to hear their discussion.

Hearing this, the whole table fell silent. Several pairs of eyes looked at each other for a moment, and then a low laugh broke out.

"Godhood? How is that possible? That's just a rumor." Someone sneered, but his words could not hide the deep fear.

"But what if it's true?" A steady voice came from the old wizard sitting in the corner, his eyes as sharp as a hawk. "The rise of the Snake District is too fast, so fast that it is incomprehensible."

"Then, take it away... Let me try out the usefulness of the godhood."

Strange laughter could be heard one after another in the tavern. Right above the bar counter, the emblem of the Blood Shadow Dictator was hanging quietly.

……

On another high ground, beside the roaring fire, Yamil, the president of the Craftsmen's Association, was concentrating on refining molten steel.

The deputy reported the situation in real time.

After all, they still have a branch in the Snake District. When most forces have withdrawn from the Snake District, they are the only ones still there.

"Should we do anything?" the deputy asked tentatively.

"What did Sinclair say?" Yamil answered calmly, his eyes as calm as the abyss.

The deputy said, "He said not to worry, the craftsmen will not be in any danger. But... there are too many people in the Shadow Society, and the Snake Eyes may not be able to handle it."

Yamil reached out to touch the molten steel and said, "You don't have to do anything. I have my own arrangements."