Chapter 881: Augusta's True Purpose (Page 1/1)

'Are you kidding? you know the prophecy about the Count's downfall?' Alfie exclaimed. If this prophecy really exists, doesn't that mean that everything they did was already predestined?

'Don't be angry. I can tell you responsibly that I am the only one who knows of this prophecy except the prophet and the man who defeated the Count in the prophecy. Augusta could easily feel the mood swings in Alfie's soul and said softly, "I assure you, none of the three of us have ever counted you, it's just a matter of letting things be." As I have said earlier, prophecy cannot be resisted, nor does it move with our will at all, everything is arranged by fate. ’

'What is the explanation for the arrangements that Coughlon had made according to the prophecy?' Alfie asked unconvinced.

'Guidance, that's just guidance. In fact, there is no need for Kauflen to be so obvious, in fact, he does nothing, and what should happen will definitely happen, but the process may be more tortuous. Augusta's earnest tone sounded like a magic stick than Coughlon.

'Cut~ You seem to be proficient in oracles!' Alfie replied disapprerovingly. To be honest, the biggest headache he felt on the Arian continent was the existence of the oracle, which always gave him a sense of acting according to the script.

It is not useless for Coughren to do that, at least it will ensure your safety as much as possible. 'Augusta's words for Coughron were almost crooked Alfie's nose when he said the next words, 'Then again, you have come this far unscathed, which is a great surprise to me, and I thought that by the time you got to the Count, at least half of them would be killed. ’

'What does it mean to be unscathed?' Wasn't Anthony dead?' Alfie suddenly exclaimed with emotion, the death of these two was an eternal pain in his heart, but with his power he could not prevent it from happening.

'Oh~Killed!, how can there be an immortal in a battle of this magnitude?' Augusta utterly infuriated Alfi in an almost aria-like tone.

'How can you say that?' I'm afraid you've never had a similar experience, right, in the eyes of someone like you, who was born with a smooth sail, other people's lives are not much different from ants!' Alfie accused.

'Hehe~' Augusta let out a burst of chuckles, not discerning anything.

'Laugh!' you should take this opportunity to avenge them!' Alfie's fox tail was revealed, and that was his true purpose.

'It's useless, I said, I'm not the one I was prophesied. Augusta was unmoved, and from his calm tone it was clear that he had seen through Alfie's tricks from the very beginning.

'Well, can you tell me who the prophesied one is to bring down the Earl?' Alfie sighed helplessly, he had never had any chance to gain the upper hand against Augusta.

All I can say is that the man is among you. Augusta said with a smile.

'I hope that person is me!' Alfie said again tentatively.

Augusta laughed at this.

'Do you really want to give up this great opportunity to take down the Count?' Think of it, now that the Count is trapped in the chains of the mechanical gods, and you only need to deliver a fatal blow, the so-called irrepressible prophecy will be broken in your hands, what a supreme honor. Alfie relentlessly bewitched again.

He was answered by the familiar sound of an alarm: 'Alarm!' Energy is running out, be prepared. ’

Alfie's eyes were full of red alerts, and he felt a little confused, and he cried out inwardly: 'Do you want to be so ruthless?, Augusta, are you serious?'

"Well, it looks like the time is up~" Augusta said regretfully, "The back hand I left in the Heart of Defense One is about to run out of energy, and the next thing is up to you!"

'Aren't you?' Alfie found that as the alarm sounded, the chain of mechanical divine texts that trapped the Count began to flicker brightly and darkly, and the blood mist that the Count had incarnated could not suppress and swelled a lot.

'I have long said that unless you have the power to rival the Lord of Light, the prophecies made by the oracle cannot be resisted. Augusta replied with a little reluctance, 'My last bit of energy is about to run out, and I can reveal a little secret to you before then.......'

"Augusta! Let me guess! The mechanical divine power that does not belong to you really can't last, I already feel the mechanical divine chain start to decline, and when I get out of here, it will be the time for you to die!" The count's sinister voice came from the mechanical divine power mask, and the mechanical divine chain that trapped him began to crumble even more thinly.

"Dear Earl, I don't think you understand that these mechanical powers are already my power, but I didn't use them against you!" Augusta stood up after finishing the exchange of thoughts with Alfie, and the power of his body began to rise.

"This is the energy of the Demon Gold Sanctuary! This is impossible! When did you advance to the Demon Gold Sanctuary?" the Count exclaimed in disbelief after feeling that Augusta's power was not inferior to his own.

"You just said that two thousand years ago I was already in the Mithril Sanctuary, and now that you have advanced to the Demon Gold Sanctuary, can't I?" As Augusta Senran spoke, mechanical divine texts that exuded blue light flew out of his body and were inscribed into every corner of the Blood World.

"No, no, what do you want to do, why is my connection to the world of blood weakening?" exclaimed the Earl in alarm, he found that every time a mechanical inscription was inscribed in the world of blood, his connection to the world of blood weakened a little, and it felt like the world of blood was being stripped from him.

"Don't you understand, from the very beginning, my goal is the world of blood, and only by completely shattering the realm you have built on the law can you create an opportunity to kill you with one blow, so that you have no way to escape!" Augusta was ostensibly explaining to the Count, but in fact he told Alfie his intentions.

"So if you want to completely defeat the Demon Gold Sanctuary, you have to shatter his realm first?" Alfi said thoughtfully.

At this time, the painting style in the world of blood suddenly changed, and blood-colored runes began to emerge, appearing precisely in the place where each mechanical god inscription was inscribed.

After the blood-colored rune appeared, it immediately launched a fierce attack on the mechanical rune, and one after another blood threads seeped out from the blood-colored rune, winding around the mechanical god, and the blue light on the mechanical godline began to flicker for a while, and it seemed that there was a tendency to be polluted by the blood-colored rune. Even Alfie could sense that the Count's connection with the world of blood was beginning to grow stronger again.

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