Devouring World Dragon

Chapter 107 Black Bishop

Looking down at the figures bowing and worshipping him obediently below, the indifferent pupils of the dark being were devoid of warmth, showing no tenderness whatsoever for the daughter and servants who had served him for tens of thousands of years, only endless coldness.

Tell me, can you still see fate?

The snake woman, who was worshipping her father to offer her loyalty and adoration, suddenly heard a cold voice in her ear.

The snake woman raised her head, her pale pupils, devoid of color due to death, held a hint of confusion and bewilderment. She didn't understand why her father was asking this question, but she still answered respectfully.

“I can see.”

Mona lowered her body again, her voice hoarse as death robbed her of her once melodious and clear voice; her cold and dehydrated throat could no longer produce any pleasant sounds.

"What did you see?"

The indifferent voice asked again.

As the serpent's voice rang out, Mona closed her eyes, and then her hoarse voice gradually became ethereal.

"I saw... a sixty-four black and white chessboard covered with chess pieces, knights of distinct black and white were surrounded by attendants, soldiers poured out of the castle, bishops wearing tall hats waved their holy staffs and encouraged the soldiers' morale, while the queen who shared the world's power with the king sat calmly on her throne, and wherever her finger pointed, thousands of warriors risked their lives for her."

"I see... on both sides of the chessboard, the Fool, who decides the outcome, casually manipulating the pieces in his hand, the future will shift at his fingertips..."

As the ethereal voice faded, a look of pain gradually appeared on Mona's face. She struggled to continue her prophecy, but it seemed as if she had encountered some insurmountable obstacle, unable to go on. Finally, bluish-black blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, forcing her to stop her divination.
The dark entity paid no attention to the plight of its loyal daughter beneath its feet; instead, a strange light flashed in its dark pupils.

Norn is a prophetic woman who can see through fate, but in essence, Norn is actually a messenger who maintains the flow of fate, or rather, proclaims the will of that behemoth. Norn's power comes from that monster called "Fate" at the end of time and space, which devours all time and space.

However, most Norns are unaware of this, so those who should serve fate end up serving gods and monsters for various reasons.

However, the serpent only knew a few bits and pieces about Norn and the giant snake from Loki, and it wasn't really interested in them. In any case, it had no interest in learning more; perhaps only the dead Loki could truly understand those things. But what truly concerned it was…

If Norn can still foresee destiny, then does the source of Norn's power—Orlaug—still exist?

The Omniscient and Omnipotent One once said that it destroyed countless spaces and times in the blink of an eye. So, does the Orlaug, the mysterious force that Ymir and Loki both fear, actually exist?

The dark entity pondered. Although the omniscient and omnipotent being had not hidden anything from it, claiming to be omniscient and omnipotent, and all signs pointed to this, the serpent was still subtly trying to probe the limits of the omniscient and omnipotent being's abilities, that theoretically non-existent loophole...

While the dark creature was pondering, Mona, who had barely recovered, looked up at her father in front of her, her face showing unease and deep self-reproach.

"Father, I have let you down."

For her, who had dedicated herself entirely to Orochi, failing to fulfill her mission and satisfy Orochi was already her greatest regret.

But the dark entity merely glanced at her and said indifferently.

"Your abilities are limited, I don't blame you."

To be fair, the future Mona attempted to predict involved far more people than imagined, so Orochi didn't mind that Mona hadn't been able to fully foresee everything. However, this sentence seemed to have a fatal effect on Mona. She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end, she could only lower her head in despair, her tightly clenched hands seemingly proving her resentment.

The giant snake didn't pay any attention to these things. Firstly, it hadn't noticed them, and secondly, even if it had, it wouldn't have bothered with such petty thoughts.

"Go, go and awaken your maids, and await my command."

The entire Norse universe is dead, because the future has long been devoured. Only Mona and her more than one hundred maids, who died long ago but escaped death through the power of the serpent, retain their souls in this dead universe.

However, after finding Mona, the Dark Being became too lazy to search for other dead souls and disappeared into the cold, dark, and desolate universe, leaving Mona all alone.

As she watched the dark object vanish from its spot, feeling her own heart, which had long since stopped beating, and her equally cold and stiff body, Mona silently murmured a prayer, just as she had done over ten thousand years ago…

Elsewhere, the dark entity gazed at the chessboard before it. On the chessboard with only a black king, the numerous white pieces on the opposite side were poised to attack, but the dark entity remained calm as always. Only on its nimble fingertips, a jet-black chess piece was flitting up and down.

……

Within the Crystal Sky.

"The Black Bishop?"

Before the omniscient and omnipotent being shrouded in infinite radiance, a chessboard floated in mid-air, with numerous chess pieces seated on it. However, next to the chessboard, which originally had only a lone black king, a black bishop had appeared.

The solemn Black Bishop, holding a pagan snake ornament in his hand, his face obscured by a thin veil, stood guard closely beside the Black King.

The enigmatic bishop is neither as brave as a knight nor as sturdy as a castle. His changeable and cunning mind makes him more accustomed to fighting by surprise. However, his fervent faith in the god in his heart is particularly firm.

The omniscient and omnipotent being pondered that there were no secrets before it, and nothing could be hidden from it if it so desired. However, being able to know everything did not mean that it was willing to know everything.

In its hands, a book had somehow appeared, its thick pages containing records of the past and future across all timelines. If it so desired, this omniscient and omnipotent being could instantly read the entire book, but it did not do so; it simply turned to a particular page…

That page in the book that records its current state.

"What an interesting game of chess..."

The omniscient and omnipotent being chuckled, and the book in his hand, which recorded everything, immediately burst into flames.

Just as it prevented the snake woman from peeking into the future, it also disliked peeking into the future. Knowing the ending in advance was the most boring thing, so even though it recorded everything in the text, it did not continue to read it.

In the firelight, one could vaguely make out the words "Devouring the World..." written on the title page.

It is omniscient and omnipotent; it has never deceived anyone.

(End of this chapter)