Valencia, located at the southern tip of the Iberian Peninsula, is the most dazzling pearl on the western coast of the Mediterranean, as well as one of the top three cities and the second largest seaport in Spain.

More than 100 years ago, the Romans built the first prototype of the city here, and later carried it forward in the hands of the Arabs, entering the Age of Discovery, and it was one of the important supply ports of the Spanish Armada.

It can be said that from both a historical and a modern point of view, Valencia is worthy of being an important city standing on the European continent.

However, few people know that this is actually the birthplace of the Underworld Prophecy Witch Family, and it is also the only place where each generation will have at least one qualified prophet.

At this moment, in the old castle on the outskirts of the city, an old woman with long silver-white hair and a body like a dried corpse is sitting in a wheelchair, as if she may swallow her last breath and leave this world at any time.

Not far in front of her, a mysterious man who had previously been at Ansya's orders fell to his knees and reported in a slightly sad voice: "Great Camila de Silva Velázquez, it is with great regret to inform you that your granddaughter has died, killed on the streets of New York. ”

"Who killed her?" the old man, who had a long list of names, did not show the slightest sadness, but raised his head slightly, showing an expression of interest.

"It's an Oriental who has been very famous in the underground world for some time now. In addition, Anthia seems to believe that he is the fourteenth child of destiny who is repeatedly mentioned in the prophecy. The man gave the answer without thinking.

There is no doubt that his current attitude is both humble and deferential, and it is simply two extremes from the previous unruly attitude towards Anthya.

"Oh, did the fourteenth child of destiny appear? Ansya couldn't wait to take the power of fate from the other party, but was killed instead, right?" Camila's eyes flashed with a light that did not match her age, and the corners of her mouth were slightly curled to reveal an expression that seemed to be smiling.

The man nodded seriously: "Your guess is right! Anthia used the power of the forbidden to try to seize part of the power of fate through a forced contract, but the Oriental man was more vigilant than he imagined and successfully resisted the temptation. And I think he seems to have gained a lot of secrets about this place from Anthya's memories through some kind of mysterious magic, so you better be careful. ”

"Be careful? Why should I be careful? No, you don't understand, if I hadn't been too old to leave, I would have gone to New York to meet him myself. Ancy Asia was self-righteous and had no idea who he was going to be up against. But I'm different, I've been preparing for this day for a whole hundred years. Now, give it to the fourteenth child of destiny for me, and tell him to come and see me within three months. ”

With that, the old woman trembled and stretched out her arm and pressed the base of the statue in front of her.

There was a click of the mechanism, revealing the heavy parchment books hidden behind the walls.

"The Book of Prophecy?!Are you sure you want to give something so important to an outsider?" the man's eyes widened in surprise.

"I don't want to explain too much, you just do what I say. In addition, as long as you do this well, I promise to release you from your shackles before you die, and let you regain your freedom. ”

"Self-...... Freedom ......"

Although Camila's tone did not fluctuate in the slightest when she said this, the man's body was constantly trembling slightly, and some parts could not even maintain a fixed shape, forming a large thick black smoke, which showed how excited he was in his heart.

It was a full minute before he picked up the heavy parchment book, bent down and bowed deeply, before disappearing into a cloud of black smoke.

Looking at the torch hanging from the wall of the basement of the castle wall, the old woman touched her chin and muttered in a voice that only she could hear: "Be patient! Be patient! Camilla! If he is really the man who has been repeatedly mentioned in the prophecy, any rash action would be foolish." I had to wait for him to come to me, not for me to go to him. ”

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At the same time, far away on the other side of the Atlantic, in New York, Zhang Cheng hid alone in front of his desk, dealing with some business chores.

In particular, the huge cultivation base has been completed, and many magical plants have been transplanted into it, and his ambitious mother keeps urging him to greatly increase the production in the shortest possible time.

Of course, this is not the most troublesome, the most troublesome thing is that the titular father has been in New York for so long, but he has never shown up, only occasionally sending someone to send some strange little gifts, such as beautiful coral ornaments, a wild pearl or two salvaged from the bottom of the sea, and so on.

I have to say that as an expert and scholar engaged in public welfare and marine life protection, this kind of behavior is really a bit confusing.

"It's really a weird and strange family relationship...... Zhang Cheng complained as he threw the gadgets in his hand aside, and casually turned on the computer to connect to the 24-hour surveillance camera of the cultivation base.

As he expected, with the activation of the entire enlarged Arcane Garden, the magical energy in the factory was already far more intense than the outside world, and even faster than directly watering the well water from the Sun Well.

It is estimated that in less than a week, the first batch of low-grade herbs will be ready to enter the harvest stage.

Although the medicinal effect may be far less good than that of those wild, it is not much worse, at least ordinary people can't feel it.

Just when he was hesitating whether to go there in person tomorrow, a thick black smoke suddenly came out of thin air in the study, slowly forming the appearance of a young man, holding a heavy book in his arms, and touching his chest with one hand and slightly owing: "Hello, powerful child of destiny." I am handing over this book to you on the orders of Camila de Silva Velázquez and to convey a message. You should definitely visit her in three months at the Kasbah on the outskirts of Valencia. ”

"Camila de Silva Velasquez?" Zhang Cheng subconsciously frowned.

Because he had never heard of this name in his mind, and he didn't understand why the other party would give him a book for some reason.

"Yes, she has a granddaughter named Anthea, who just died at your hands today. But don't worry, Camila doesn't mean to be your enemy, and she doesn't care if her granddaughter lives or dies. There's only one thing she cares about, and that's to talk to you face-to-face. As a final reminder, she's dying, so if you don't want to miss out on any important information, be sure to get out as soon as possible. ”

As the last word fell, the man gently placed the book in his arms on the table, and the whole person turned into a black room and drilled out through the crack in the door.

Zhang Cheng didn't mean to stop the other party from leaving, but just casually turned the first page of the ancient book, and was instantly firmly attracted by the content described inside......