Mystery: She came from the Chaos Sea.

Chapter 84 Prophecy

The Imaginary Dragon!

Even though she had never seen this ancient god before, Helmaenie recognized the gray-white dragon in front of her at first glance.

The heavy veil of shadows and the high position of the "Chaotic Sea" prevented the "Dragon of Imagination" from observing Helmaene in return, but He clearly sensed Helmaene's gaze.

However, from the perspective of the "Dragon of Imagination," Hermaine's gaze is the observation of a higher being, a phenomenon that is both a test and a precaution.

Helmaenie saw the "Imaginary Dragon" spit out a tentacle stained with gray mist and worms.

Helmaenie sensed the "Source Castle" aura on the tentacles.

Immediately, Helmaenie saw the figure of the "Imaginary Dragon" become blurry.

Is this interference from the aura of "Source Castle"?

Helmaenie raised an eyebrow. Her own status and control over the "Chaos Sea" were not enough for her to reverse the process. She could only watch as the figure of the "Imaginary Dragon" finally disappeared from her sight.

However, what concerned Helmaenie more than the departure of the Imaginary Dragon was the reaction of the Chaos Sea.

At least from the so-called plot, taking the "dreamer" approach as the foundation is the best choice to become the pillar "omniscient and omnipotent one".

Why didn't the "Chaos Sea" show any intention to revive the Imaginary Dragon during its contact with it just now?

Helmani thought of Zhou Mingrui's experience. "Source Castle" has a similar tendency in its selection. Compared with the strong people of the same path, these source substances are more inclined to the "bacon" and "pickled vegetables" that they have chosen from the beginning.

Of course, it's also possible that it's not that they don't want to, but rather that these fully grown god-level powerhouses are not so easily replaced, or at least not so easily resurrected.

In addition, there is another possibility—

These old monsters, like "God" or "Celestial Venerable," who have failed once, may not be satisfied with simply reclaiming everything they once possessed, but rather are seeking possibilities that surpass their past achievements...

The "cured meat" in Yuanbao and the "pickled vegetables" in the Chaos Sea are the cornerstones upon which they seek this possibility.

Helmani rubbed her temples. Regardless of the truth for the moment, what was most important to her right now was to acquire the "Chercar" trait in order to deduce the path to advance to Sequence One.

The reason for such caution is twofold: firstly, Amanisis has already provided her with a safe haven to breathe.

Secondly, she didn't want to utter the words "The Primal has awakened within me..." the moment she became Sequence One.

This is also her biggest concern in not being willing to directly use the Sequence One traits within the statue, namely the "Pure White Angel" and "Dark Angel" traits, to advance.

"Do your best, and let's see how things go."

Inside the Dragon Palace.

The gray-white dragon pinched the half of the slippery tentacle in front of it with its claws, and also fell into deep thought.

In a better state, He had long ago sensed a deep longing from the pollution of the earth.

After using the power of "analysis" to continuously deduce and prophesy, He vaguely guessed that there was an existence in this world that surpassed the gods.

His transcendent hope seems to lie in the unfathomable pollution of the earth.

But He witnessed and experimented with many creatures that went near the earth, were affected by pollution, and were deformed into monsters.

Moreover, the higher the rank, the greater the impact.

Therefore, He never rashly came into contact with the underground pollution, but only relied on the mysterious connection to let His spirit wander and explore around the pollution.

In particular, the experience of the King of the Dire Wolves giving birth to "another me" made Him even more cautious.

Just then, an uncontrollable, twisted malice spread from the side hall.

The gray-white dragon arrived at the side hall in an instant, and saw the demon wolf gradually transforming into the cloaked tentacle form.

"Was it because I tried to come into contact with the underground pollution?" the gray-white dragon pondered, and immediately began to treat the demon wolf's mind, constantly strengthening the demon wolf's self-awareness.

"What happened?" The gray-white dragon's voice was gentle and warm, like a concerned greeting between unguarded friends.

"I don't know." Gradually reverting to his eight-legged wolf form, the Wolf King shook his head and whispered, "Suddenly, another version of myself seemed to have been stimulated, and for the first time, forcefully took over my control of myself."

From quiet gentleness to this brutal force... Could it really be the reason I used that tentacle to escape the gaze of some being?

Is there a connection between underground pollution and the haze plaguing Fregra?

But they are necessarily different individuals.

The grey-white dragon pondered, then, seeing the demon wolf's gaze gradually clear, asked tentatively, "Fregra?"

The King of the Demon Wolves nodded and said, "It is I."

After a long pause, the demon wolf, mimicking the creatures it had encountered before, said, "Thank you."

A slight smile appeared on the greyish-white dragon's face, and it said gently:

"You can't stay in this state for long. Based on my speculation, perhaps reclaiming the part of the mixed power that you relinquished could help you get out of your current predicament."

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

"This kind of will that exists at a high level seems to be very picky about what it eats."

Falling into madness, or being replaced by another will, were both unbearable for the demon wolf. After pondering for a long time, a hint of madness flashed in its dark eyes:

"I still have one path to take, if I can unravel the secret within the gray fog. Angelweid, I need your help to stabilize my mind."

The grey dragon sighed softly, "If this is your own will."

After leaving the palace where the demon wolf had temporarily resided, the gray-white dragon arrived at another palace belonging to dragons.

But there He saw an old human being wearing a hood.

"Herabergen, you seem to really like this human form." The enormous head of the grey-white dragon looked down at the tiny human-like... "Dragon of Wisdom."

The old man, whose only features were his mouth and long white beard, bowed his head and said, "Your Majesty, I am curious about the mysteries hidden within humanity, and why the future cannot be changed..."

"So what did you discover?" the gray-white dragon asked.

The old man shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, I wish to visit the 'Giant's Court,' which is currently occupied by humans."

The gray-white dragon did not answer. In front of the old man, it once again released the divine authority containing "analysis" and said calmly, "I need you to predict the future of 'humanity' once again."

Herabogen is the most powerful prophet in the tribe, second only to Him.

Perhaps, in relying on this divine authority, one may occasionally be stronger than Him.

The old man looked at the white tower floating in front of him, meeting its bronze eyes, and a tired, trembling voice came from beneath his hood: "Follow the king's will."

Ignoring Herabergen's state, the grey-white dragon said calmly:

"I don't recommend that you try to understand humanity more deeply."

"In the future I see, in the not-too-distant future, you went to the human kingdom, you became very weak, and you lost the divine power of the 'Dragon of Wisdom'."

(End of this chapter)