The Emperor’s Angel of Death

According to the mythology of the spirit tribe, Mori Haig is the companion of Bloodhand Kane and has two daughters. She hopes to gain the wisdom in her own blood, but only Kane can hurt her, so she asks her daughters to torture her father Kane with screams. If this torture is to end, Kane must cut off Mori-Hager's Finger, let her drink her blood.

In the end, Kane, who was forced to do nothing, agreed to start, allowing Morihaig to obtain the wisdom in his blood.

In return, the Howling Banshee became Kane's tribe warrior, so the Howling Banshee may be the most terrifying of all tribe fighters, after all, their ancestors used the scream to torture Kane.

The first Howling Banshee was also promoted in the Ark World after the Great Fall of the Spirit Race. When Azulman became the first warrior of the tribe, he chose Jan Zal, a warrior known for his brutality and agility, to become the bishop. .

Then Jain Zal became the Phoenix Lord of Howling Banshee by his own efforts.

Phoenix's journey to the flames is rarely completed by someone like her-arrogant, reckless, some people would call it fanatical.

But she walked along the way of the warrior, taking a rash step because of her self-confidence. Among the various ways of life and death, Eldra never knew that a spirit race could hold such a strong sense of its own abilities. belief.

Jain Zal may have become a Phoenix Lord with this enthusiasm.

The only thing he knew was that all of this was related to prophecy.

It haunts everyone, no one knows that this is a prophecy made by someone who has long been forgotten.

The spirit bones tell hundreds of such things-legends, legends, fables, myths.

This time, these fragments spread to the front of the collective spiritual consciousness of the Ark World, and placed them on the mind of the Council of the Prophet of Usvi.

Eldra himself foresaw the illusion of prophecy—the huge solar sail was torn apart, the towering spiritual bone building collapsed, the statues of ancient heroes turned into dust, and Usvi was torn to innumerable fragments.

Unfamiliar and grim foresight was only one of the fragile steps, but it led to the deployment of the expeditionary force through the gateway of the network in a place called the storm star field by humans.

But this is far from enough.

They also don't have more power to deploy in all the details. The Ark World cannot easily appear in the sight of human beings. They must choose the most capable fighter to solve this problem-before the prophecy is fulfilled.

As the soul storm raged, Eldra pulled herself out of the ritual and concentrated her consciousness in the prophecy room again.

He hopes to observe Jan Zal and get to know her.

Anger gave her strength, which was the explanation of the Banshee Lord himself.

But without the guidance of the prophet, Eldra didn't know what she would become.

A lunatic? A butcher? Or would she consider the fate of a heritage more important than the survival of the Ark World?

If there is anything to say about Eldra taught by the path of prophecy, it is that the future is not fixed.

A single decision creates a potential result, and every ripple of breathing, blinking and muscle movement offers countless new possibilities.

The power to guide these possibilities from potential fantasies and choose the right ones will never truly understand and apply even the most experienced prophet.

As Eldra himself likes to say.

Existence itself is an imprecise art.

"We have achieved our first goal."

The Banshee Lord spoke with a certain satisfaction.

She was obsessed with analyzing the lines of fate without noticing that he came out of the illusion.

He looked at her over the runestones, their lights projecting vividly showing the pale facial features of the Ada Ling clan.

"That power was captured by another power of the supreme heaven."

Eldra spoke softly, realizing that the first stage of the prophecy had been fulfilled.

"This power will disintegrate over time."

"Until a new leader rises, these primitive monkeys always do."

"It doesn't take long. I saw the anger and ambition of one of their subordinates. He has seized power and became the leader of that broken force."

The banshee lord's nose snorted softly.

"The threat still exists."

"Yes, we have less time than the Prophet Council predicted. We must act quickly before he escapes to the curse."

"So, allow me to attack, let me end the dirty monkeys, before they make any move that threatens Usvi's existence."

"I hope you can bring Monica. When you attack those humans, you will want her to be there. My vision of this matter is already clear."

"The War Witch?"

The Banshee Lord was silent for a moment, and finally found a young Spirit Race female in his mind.

"Yes, will you take her?"

"She is too immature."

Jan Zal refused in as tactful a tone as possible.

"No, she has played her role now. If my prediction is true, she will serve Usvi again soon."

"You mean her? What about me? What do you see, noble prophet?"

The Prophet did not directly answer the question about her prediction.

The banshee lord stared at each other with uncontrollable anger.

Finally, Eldra let go.

"death."

He said like this:

"When you embark on the path of war, death is already certain, I don't think--"

"No! Prophet, you think I cannot complete the task. This is an insult. I have never failed!"

"It's not a failure, but something more primitive and destructive. This kind of darkness falls more heavily than anything I have encountered before."

"This is exactly the prophecy of the council! I will eliminate the potential saboteurs of this Ark World."

"Maybe."

The Prophet said cautiously.

"But maybe not. The source of these illusions is still shrouded in darkness. This may also be affected by the subspace tides. With the emergence of the physical existence of the Ark world, certain thoughts cover the reality."

"Then why can we only send a little bit of sad power?"

"This is the opinion of some members of the Prophet Council. Most people don't think that a... humble humanity can threaten the entire Ark world~www.ltnovel.com~There are other threats that need to be dealt with. The Eye of Curse is becoming more active. We need to send more patrol forces every day."

"Those ‘certain members’ don’t do anything except hinder us, noble prophet, there are too many people who don’t understand the prophecy, they don’t respect it. "

"Do you think it should be revered?"

The prophet looked at the banshee lord with questioning eyes.

Jan Zal glared at the opponent and his cheeks flushed, and the threatening sight made the foretold runestones tremble.

"You and I both know that we must nip the threat before it is still sprouting, and you know that to do this, we must be fully prepared."

"Then you just let it go, Mori Haig's daughter."

Eldera finished speaking and stood up, shaking the folds of his robe.

"Don't worry, we are still planning. The next part of the plan will continue. I will tell you the right place and time. Everything will accelerate."