Chapter 814 The Prophecy from Afar (1/2)

”The world of Mycroft?”

”What happened?”

”What should we do?”

In the Lost Galaxy, what scarce few remnant civilizations that survived the Final Battle were thinking about the same questions.

In fact, it was not only the civilizations in that single galaxy who were considering it.

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The things known as prophecies are divided by the scientific and the unscientific.

Scientific prophecies are future scenarios determined and hypothesized by present knowledge and conditions. Though it was not a hundred-percent precise, it at least holds substance and had a greater chance of coming through without unexpected circumstances such as an alien invasion.

As for unscientific prophecies, those generally refer to the nonsense of conmen and witches, alarmist nonsense spouted randomly. Such prophecies are substantial and yet shockingly low in accuracy—even what few that came to pass were mere lucky coincidences. After all, with seven to eight different prophecies talking about the same thing, one of those foretelling would end up being correct regardless if its outcome was adverse or favorable.

Still, there were some that were unscientific yet infinitely accurate.

Those were foretold through supernatural power and by setting inspiration aflame, instantly projecting a future according to present circumstances, a future that even the oracle would not understand or be aware of.

It was something the Takur Ruin Cult was adept at.

When the great yellow sun moves to the center of the sky, when the great 'Vanguard' circle was prepared, the grand scale prophecy ritual that would foretell of distant stars hence began in the skies.

Igniting flame of mana and carrying out dimensional positioning, the music of ether plays, blurring Void boundaries, the elements commanded to dance, causing the elements of two worlds to entangle, using psionic energy to link all things and gathering all information.

Being a xenophobic religion, the Takur Ruin Cult appear in the eyes of the Void civilization as a race proficient at destroying everything instead of gathering intelligence. That was untrue—with powerful and precise spells of prophecy, the cult was a master of gathering information that others believed to be concealed.

The Third Takurian Prophet stood at the center of a shrine, using its single huge eye to gaze upon the faint starlight of the distance. The sun's splendor dimmed every star around it, but the photosensitive Takurians were able to differentiate between the light of every star even in brightest noon. Those creatures that possessed a single eye similar to cyclopses were born observers, having a robust build and sharp vision.

Far away, the Lost Galaxy that only existed in myths could now be prophesized… In the past dozens of millennia it had been wrapped in a cloak of red light, inscrutable, its existence even indeterminable.

The cult never cared for things they could not utilize. Though a galaxy was endlessly rich, it was essentially nonexistent if they could not reach it. Even so, a streak of light flickered in the boundary of the Multiverse recently, and everyone—from the Takurians to their nemesis—realized in shock that the Lost Galaxy that had been independent from the Multiverse has reappeared in this world, its fate now visible.

The cult had been dormant for a long time following its dozen millennia-long war against their deadly rivals. All lifeforce had been redirected to resupply the extended frontlines in the Void, and every planetary region that could be conquered was claimed. When the new galaxy appeared, the only thought the Takurians had was that the opportune moment has come.

As long as they could obtain more resources from the galaxy, they could crush their ancient arch-rivals, claiming victory in that war that was without compare.

Thus, they began to use their most powerful magic circle to foretell every aspect of that galaxy.

Even if it was merely a prophecy, those who know the principle behind that spell—the so-called 'Vanguard' circle was, in fact, one of the most advanced observation spells in the Multiverse.

Their spell worked through deft spatial magic that opened a small dimensional rupture, which concurrently applies an ether circle as a foundation to exchange the six great elements between both boundaries. Finally, psionic energies would temporarily gather those otherworld elements into a 'spirit', and those elemental spirits would be interrogated (perhaps through torture) for local information.

The range in which elements flowed was vast. They would follow dimensional turbulences, billowing over world after world in the Void. There was no question that it would contain great volumes of information, thus guiding a 'prophecy'—such was the truth behind it all.

That spell that appeared to be a Xuanxue-inspired one was, in fact, the most profound of technology.

Focusing, the Third Prophet kept the spell running. Being one the Five Prophets, it excelled in prophesizing the outcome of wars, masterfully guiding the power from innumerable Extraordinary devotees, molding a supreme spell circle that could cover the world's surface over the sky. The power of millions of Extraordinary individuals combined into one body as an obscure shroud of light, shooting into the skies as if a meteorite darting in the opposite direction, activating the Vanguard circle with relative ease.

The energy consumed in that instant could flatten the surface of a world.

As for the Third Prophet which was prophesizing at the center of the spell circle, it saw three colossal 'spirits' that were temporarily animated by great psionic energies.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click visiting.

”Speak to me. What are the greatest dangers should we advance our enemy into that galaxy!?”

The Third Prophet raised its right hand. Powerful divine bind spell warped even rays of light, interrogating those great lifeforms that existed briefly.