Wizard Bloodline.

Chapter 386 Prophet Eve, the Death of the King!
"at any time."

The sound coming out of the raccoon's mouth was as crisp as a girl's, which was really weird considering her appearance.

But there are so many strange things in the wizarding world that Ronan is no longer surprised.

Raccoon poured tea for Ronan, and Ronan didn't waste any words. He looked around and saw a paper and pen on a red desk next to him. He took the paper and quickly wrote down detailed information about the Sober Snake.

He had gone through great pains to get this opportunity to seek advice from the most powerful prophecy wizard of the Pendulum of Fate, so naturally he didn't want the final result to be distorted due to his own careless questions.

Ronan wrote down all the characteristics of the habits of awake snakes that Alazan had described to him many times on a piece of paper, checked it, made sure it was correct, and then handed the paper to the Raccoon Prophet.

"I want"

Ronan paused, thought about it, and changed his words: "You, help me get this."

He changed his mind temporarily and tried to change from "seeking clues" to asking the raccoon in front of him directly.

“It’s such an unbearable honorific.”

The raccoon sensed Ronan's thoughts and muttered meaningfully, "This is not the right way to ask a question."

Ronan's expression remained unchanged, he just looked at the other person calmly.

Fortunately, the raccoon didn't seem to say anything and still picked up the white paper that Ronan handed over. After seeing the image of a sober snake drawn by Ronan on the paper, a look of sadness or joy suddenly appeared in his black eyes.

"Poor Iggy"

The raccoon stretched out his furry paws and wiped away the tears that squeezed out of the corners of his eyes. "I finally saw something valuable before I died."

"Who is Iger?"

Ronan asked subconsciously.

The raccoon muttered in a girlish voice, "That's the guy you called a prophet last time."

Ronan's eyes flickered, but he said nothing.

At this time, the raccoon had put the paper down. It came out of its sadness, looked at Ronan, and said calmly: "If nothing unexpected happens, the Alba family should still have a few of these things in their treasure house..."

"The Alba family's treasure house?"

Ronan quickly reacted, "The Royal Treasury of the Court of Life?!"

"Yes."

Ronan frowned tightly.

This answer was far different from what he expected. He would rather believe that the snake existed in some dangerous ancient ruins. Although it would be difficult to obtain it, at least there was hope.

But now.
The royal treasury of a wizarding empire would not be open to outsiders at will.

"rest assured."

Unexpectedly, the raccoon took the initiative to comfort him, "If you are willing to follow my arrangements, this is not a difficult thing.

You just need to be patient and wait for the right time, but now is not the right time."

Ronan looked at the raccoon in front of him and found that her eyes were clear and she didn't mean to be joking.

He frowned.

He didn’t nod or shake his head, but just said calmly, “I understand.

My question has been answered.

Well, thank you for the tea."

When the raccoon saw Ronan stand up, he was stunned for a moment, as if he had never expected Ronan to react like this.

"You're just leaving?"

She ran over from the other side of the round oak table and tried to grab the sleeve of Ronan's robe with her claws.

Ronan made a motion to sidestep without leaving any trace, and replied indifferently, "Anything else?"

"Aren't you curious, for example?"

The raccoon bit his lower lip. Now the man and the beast looked like a lovesick girl trying to keep her cold-blooded and heartless lover.

"Why did I choose you?"

"Why should I be curious?"

Ronan said expressionlessly, “It’s your business whether you choose me.

From the beginning to the end, my purpose in participating in this trial was just to seek the answer to the question I just asked you.

Now, my goal has been achieved.”

The raccoon was stunned for a moment, "You don't believe in prophecies?"

"Whether you believe it or not, this incident itself means nothing to me."

Ronan shook his head.

The raccoon's eyes flickered, and her body began to rapidly change into various forms right under Ronan's nose.

Skunks, owls, squirrels.
This dazzling transformation spell seemed to reflect her mood at the moment to some extent.

Finally, she stopped and coiled in front of Ronan like a snake covered with pink scales, and her tone became more serious than ever.

“Before his death, Iglipsa foresaw a great disaster brought by the Abyss Demon that would shake the entire Upper Ring Continent.

He saw two key figures in this disaster.
One is you.

The other is Juventus, the son of the Dark Witch King."

Ronan's eyes flickered slightly, and he said nothing, but sat down at the oak round table again.

Not a riddle teller who enjoys keeping people in suspense.

He was still interested in sitting down and having a good chat with the so-called new prophet in front of him.

“Now, the disaster has begun”

The girl's serious voice came out from the pink snake's mouth. She picked up the feather pen that Ronan had placed on the table and wrote a line of small words on the back of the paper that had just written the message of the awake snake - [The assassination of the king, the fission of the empire, the beginning of the turmoil]

Ronan looked at the small words, frowned slightly, and asked, "What does key person mean?"

"He is the person who can control the final direction of this disaster."

The pink-scaled snake spit out a snow-white letter and said faintly, "I chose you because I think you can bring good results.

Of course, my choice could be wrong.

The same prophecy can be interpreted differently by different people.

No one can truly see what the true future will be like, not even the wizard who made this prophecy."

"Your choice is most likely wrong."

Ronan shook his head. "I can't bear such a big responsibility, and I don't think I have the power to change the fate of the entire Shanghuan."

“I also felt I was wrong at first.”

The pink-scaled snake silently spit out its tongue and whispered, "So I led this trial of the 'Stone of Destiny'.

But now, my mind has changed
You have something great in you that Juventus don’t have.”

"Whatever you think..."

Ronan replied calmly, then asked casually, "What is your relationship with the previous prophet?"

"disciple."

The pink-scaled snake sighed softly, "I watched poor little Iger grow up. I still remember how shy he looked when he first stood in front of me.
Oh, and you can call me Eve, it's one of my favorite names lately.

As for the real name, identity and appearance."

There was a hint of confusion in the pink snake's eyes, "I have already forgotten it."

Ronan's eyes flickered. The current prophet was the teacher of the previous prophet.

This is really an unexpected relationship.

He had heard Alazan say that for a prophecy wizard, it was best for no one to know his name, appearance, soul breath, etc.

This girl named Eve in front of me, not only her name, but also her voice and even the gender she displays are fake.

Ronan suddenly remembered the spell that he had shot at the other party outside the light gate but strangely missed. He was now convinced that it was the interference caused by the other party's means. The strength of the prophet Eve might be far beyond his imagination.
Ronan looked deeply at the pink snake in front of him. After a long while, he slowly said, "I really should go."

"You'd better stay here."

Prophet Eve replied: "In the future."

Ronan frowned.

"This is the most suitable place for you to practice meditation at the moment. There is no disturbance from outsiders, and it is also more suitable for you to find the truth about the origin of all things."

The prophet Eve looked at Ronan, her eyes showing clarity and honesty, "Whether you are willing to admit it or not, you have already entered the vision of some people.

Learn to lie dormant when you are weak and quietly strengthen yourself. You should understand this principle better than me."

Ronan's eyes flickered.

What the Prophet Eve said was correct. He really needed some time of meditation now.

Once the results of the trial of the Stone of Destiny were spread, one could imagine what kind of violent shock it would cause in the outside world. Now that he was returning to Linghu, he would inevitably be troubled by some troubles.

Ronan thought for a while and finally said.

"But I have to leave now."

"I see."

The prophet Eve spoke in a soft tone, opened her mouth and spit out a bead that emitted a faint silver-white luster. There were some almost invisible mysterious runes flashing on the surface of the bead.

“Take this, it can help you open the door to any place within the Destiny Empire, and it can also bring you back.

Of course, it’s just a round trip.”

"Thank you."

Ronan did not reject the other party's kindness and put away the bead that emitted strong spatial energy fluctuations.

He took it in his hand and played with it for a while, with a look of curiosity on his face.

This is a space teleportation tool that looks quite old. The rune structure inside is extremely profound and complex. It is a space inheritance knowledge that Ronan has never come into contact with.

Although it is a disposable consumable, it is also very precious.

Ronan tried to use his mental power to trigger the runes in it. The silver bead automatically floated, and then waves of spatial energy gathered towards it. When it accumulated to a certain level, a light gate with rippling silver waves quietly appeared in the room.

Ronan stretched out his hand to push the door open, but at this moment, the prophet Eve suddenly said, "You still have one more chance to predict your death.

Don't you want to take a look?"

In this "Stone of Destiny" trial, the wizard with the best performance in each faction will have a chance to let the new prophet predict - to foresee the "death" that he may encounter.

This is the most tempting reward of this trial for many people.

Ronan stood in front of the door, silent for a while, finally shook his head and continued to push the door open.

"Next time."

Watching Ronan's figure completely disappear into the space light gate, the pink-scaly little snake on the oak round table skillfully rolled up a teacup with its tail and sipped it gently.

It took sips of the hot tea in the cup, and after a while, its eyes gradually became a little confused.

"Shh-"

When Ronan walked out of the space light gate, he had already appeared in the private secret space located in Linghu.

"amazing."

Ronan looked at the silver beads in his hand and couldn't help but admire them.

This space teleportation effect is almost the same as the "anywhere door".

Although there are certainly many limitations that I am not aware of, it is still amazing.

The private secret space that Ronan had not returned to for a long time seemed more prosperous and lush than before he left.

Arrietty ran up to greet him with a look of surprise on her face. Behind her were a few dust elves who looked like children with wings. They were too timid to look at Ronan for too long.

"New partner?"

Ronan looked at the dust elves who were following Arrietty like little brothers with some surprise, and couldn't help asking.

Arrietty nodded proudly, acting like a "big sister". Just as she was about to introduce everyone to Ronan one by one, she received Ronan's instructions.

"Tell me when you get to the new place. Now, go back and pack your things.
We are ready to move.”

Arrietty was stunned but didn't say anything. She hurriedly took a few of her brothers and headed towards the castle.

There were also two beauty clams that Ronan left for her to entertain her.

Ronan came back this time to bring Arrietty with him.

"Alazan Alazan."

Ronan tried to call Alazan's name in his heart, but unfortunately the golden ladybug fell into the space of consciousness and did not move, still in deep sleep.

Ronan couldn't help but sigh.

Regarding the new prophet Eve, prophecies, disasters...he had so many things he wanted to discuss with Alazan and wanted to hear his opinion.

Unfortunately, Alazan has not yet awakened from his slumber.

"I have to practice the Amber Soul quickly. On the one hand, it can help me awaken Alazan sooner. On the other hand, it can also help me complete the journey from a level 4 wizard to a level 5 wizard as soon as possible."

Ronan was thinking about this, when suddenly a crack appeared in the small space in front of him, and a small two-horse carriage flew out from the crack.

There was also a little old man sitting in the carriage, wearing a wizard's hat and holding a small whip.

"Oh my god Damien, you're back!"

When the old man saw Ronan, an expression of surprise immediately appeared on his face.

"There have been so many big things happening in Spirit Lake recently. I swear you will be interested."

As the old man spoke, he hurriedly took out stacks of parchment from the carriage behind him.

Ronan originally thought that the big event the old man was talking about would be the trial of the "Stone of Destiny".

However, he never expected that the first sentence the other party said would make him stunned for a moment.

"..The King of Life, the contemporary King Alba, died a few days ago. It is understood that the death of King Alba is most likely related to the Ancient Witch Destruction Society."

Ronan immediately thought of the words he had read from the prophet Eve about the beginning of the disaster - [The Assassination of the King]!
His expression suddenly became uncertain and his eyes flickered.

"call--"

Strong winds blew through the valley, bringing with them strange sounds like the howling of a night owl.

Ronan stood quietly on a protruding stone cliff on the inner wall of the valley, looking up into the sky.

Until two figures came towards him quickly, one in front and one behind.

His eyes moved slightly, and his gaze quickly swept over the handsome wizard in the dark blue robe at the head, and then locked onto a middle-aged man behind him who exuded an aura of only late level one, less than level two.

The other party obviously saw him as well, and his lips twitched subconsciously.

Ronan took the initiative to greet him, with a hint of tenderness and joy in his eyes.

"Bennego"

I have something to do today, so this is just one update.

(End of this chapter)