Chapter 329 - Chapter 329: Chapter 313: The Cause of Fischers Downfall (1/2)
Chapter 329: Chapter 313: The Cause of Fischer’s Downfall
In the village, Karno lived quietly among the ordinary people.
Life in this village felt extremely relaxed, and he continually observed everyone, silently transforming many of the villagers in secret.
Karno was eager to know what ultimately determined a person’s final make-up.
He would guide the villagers down paths where they must make choices.
As night fell, Karno gradually sank into a deep sleep, his mind at peace.
However, in his deep slumber, Karno suddenly experienced an extraordinarily lucid dream.
“Where is this?”
He was startled to find himself walking on a road drenched in blood, where at the end he could see a cold, iron throne, and sitting atop it was a skull stained black.
So it was—the Power of Consecution’s “Prophet’s” extraordinary power, the Dream Prophecy!
Karno instantly realized what he was witnessing; a Dream Prophecy often signified some type of “crisis” and “opportunity.”
Blood, throne, black skull…
He furrowed his brows and continued to stride forward on the blood-soaked path, when suddenly he saw a man squatting on the ground, gnawing frantically on some kind of food.
Karno approached, and the man suddenly turned his head to look at him!
A shock went through his heart subconsciously, then he saw who the man was.
The man was in disarray, appearing extremely aged with white hair all over his head. Karno recognized him as his uncle, “Byrne”!
“Uncle Byrne?” Karno quickly realized it was an illusion within the dream.
However, such illusions definitely signified something, and it was certainly closely related to Uncle Byrne.
The squatting “Byrne,” swallowing flesh, had a very withered abdomen as though he had not eaten for a long time.
He stared at Karno, muttering to himself.
“I am so hungry… I want to eat it all back, to consume it again, but all my flesh has been gouged out, I simply cannot eat it back…”
“I’m so hungry, I’m going to starve to death, my flesh has been fed to others, who can satisfy my hunger?”
“There’s nothing I can do! There’s nothing I can do!”
The very aged “Byrne” kept murmuring, his gaze vacant, then abruptly he lifted his head to stare at Karno and reached out abruptly to grab his shoulders.
“Why don’t you let me eat you, Karno, you traitor of the Fischer family! Just like your father, a genius, admired and anticipated by all, but you have made no real contribution to the family!”
Karno took a deep breath and shook his head, “I won’t.”
“Byrne” paused for a moment.
“No matter what, the real Uncle Byrne would never harm me. Each family member is very important deep in the old man’s heart.”
“Is that so…”
The illusionary “Byrne” seemed thoughtful and gradually disappeared.
After the phantom “Byrne” had completely vanished, Karno breathed a sigh of relief, his brows still furrowed as he continued to move forward.
“The end of this dream is here…”
Reaching the end of the blood-drenched path, he took a deep breath, trembling all over.
Because at the end of this road, Karno saw a very large pit below, filled with horrifying skeletons, twisted and contorted, and many of the dead had their eyes wide open, filled with intense unwillingness, pain, and despair!
And what shocked Karno the most was that all members of the Fischer family were in the pit, every single one of them dead… except for himself!
“Why is this happening?”
He suddenly woke from the dream, his body drenched in cold sweat.
Karno’s heart pounded uncontrollably, unable to calm down. After swallowing saliva, he left the house to go outside, gazing at the moon behind the gloomy weather.
The sometimes dim moon in the sky seemed to carry a lethal intent, like some horrific yet beautiful monstrous creature, occluding itself now and then until its killing intent was fully exposed.
He made up his mind.
He would attempt to use the “Precise Prophecy” once!
The final destiny spell of the “Prophet’s” Power of Consecution was the “Precise Prophecy,” which predicted the future with greater accuracy than the other two kinds, although without action, it would be hard to change it.
However, the destiny spell of “Precise Prophecy” would burn the Prophet’s own life span, and the more important and accurate the predicted future, the more life would be consumed.
Karno took a deep breath.
Life span be damned.