Chapter Seventy-Six: The Oracle
When the Death Spiral was completely gone, the Angelic Legion, under the command of Bishop Fren, regrouped and slowly retreated to the Holy Gate. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 infoEvery angel cast a kind glance at Alfie as they passed him. It was clear to all that the angelic legions would have suffered an unprecedented crushing defeat had it not been for the last-minute reliance on the divine power of the Lord of Light borrowed from the bard's sacred hymns.
After the angel legion withdrew from the giant gate, the sacred gate slowly closed, and with the aftermath of Alfie's sacred hymn, it turned into a little starlight and disappeared into the mirror world, and the mirror world became a chaotic place.
Bishop Flon smiled before Alfie, "Welcome, friend from another world, I'm glad you made a wise choice. Thank you for your help. ”
"Spotted?" Alfie's first instinct was to run away. He didn't know what Bishop Fren's attitude was toward a time-traveler like him.
"Hehe, don't worry, I don't have any ill will towards people like you. Bishop Flon saw Alfie's concerns at a glance.
"Really, how did you know I existed? Alfie sneered, he realized that he had nowhere to run, it was the Demon Note who had pulled him to this mirror world on his own initiative, and he didn't know how to get in and out of this place.
"Oracle. On that snowy night more than a month ago, I received a revelation from the oracle, which is why I asked Celent to 'pick you up' from the Monster Forest, and in fact, you didn't come here with his 'soul resurrection'?" Bishop Fren's wise eyes winked slyly at Alfie.
"The oracle is a bug. Anyway, having already identified herself, Alfie didn't mind saying a few words that only she could understand, and she didn't tremble like before for fear of saying the wrong thing and arousing the suspicion of others.
"No, no, no, I think you've misinterpreted the oracle and exaggerated its effects. "Unlike the reproduction of the sacred traces, which have already been determined to have occurred, the oracle shows us only the future that is most likely to occur in the objective world under the normal trajectory. If the subjective will of the human being is added to it, then there is a possibility that the future will be deviated, and the stronger the human strength, the greater the deviation will be, and even the future will be diametrically opposed to that of the oracle. ”
"That's why you went out of your way to induce Lucas to agree to go to the Undead Plane? Let me guess that Lucas's entry into the Undead Plane is the best result shown in the oracle, otherwise there will be an even greater disaster?" Alfie guessed.
"What a smart kid. Bishop Flon nodded appreciatively.
"Then you already knew the process of the battle through the oracle, and you also knew that I had been mirroring the world?" Alfie admired Bishop Fren's composure during the battle just now, and if he had known the process through the oracle, it would be understandable.
"It's a pity that the oracle only shows the final result, and there are so many variables in the process that it has never been shown. And your presence was indeed a surprise to me. Bishop Furren thought for a moment and added, "At least that's what I've done with my oracle. ”
"Can you ...... then" Alfie couldn't wait to know why he was summoned to this world, what the end result was, and whether he could return to his original world.
Bishop Flon interrupted Alfie's question with a wave of his hand, "My dear friend, I'm sorry that all my oracle spells about you don't work. ”
"But you predicted my presence?" Alfie asked, puzzled.
"In a sense, I was merely predicting the resurrection of the bard. And for 'you', because you don't actually belong to this continent, so ...... It's a pity. Bishop Flon said with a profound meaning.
"Alfe," Alfie's hopeful expression fell.
"You need not be upset, my friend. In fact, it would be very unwise to put all your hopes in oracles. Bishop Flon said with deep feeling, "The oracle is not a panacea. How boring it would be if everything was done according to the oracles. What's more, there are so many people and things that oracles can't predict. Like you, like Selent, like ......"
At this point, Bishop Furren wisely stopped his words, and he realized that if he continued to speak, he might change the future he saw.
"Do you mean that there are still many people and things out of your control?" Alfie didn't care why Bishop Fren stopped suddenly.
"Of course, the oracle is a gift from the Lord of Light to the Holy See, but you know that the continent of Eliat was formed by the power of the rules of the twelve main gods. Although it seems that the power of the Lord of Light on this continent is relatively strong at the moment, if it involves other main gods, the oracle technique is not so effective. ”
"Wouldn't I have no chance at all?" Alfie grumbled in a low voice.
"Of course not, my dear friend. You're the most special one I've ever met. You have a lot of potential in you that even you can't imagine. I think nothing is impossible for you. Bishop Flon said meaningfully.
"Can you give me some pointers, then?" asked Alfie with great seriousness, although Bishop Flon said that the oracle was ineffective for him, but Elfi believed that Bishop Ephron had a wealth of knowledge and experience that would show him the right path.
"I think you can go your own way and make your own choices. Since you can trick the mirror world into appearing here, it means that you already have something that can at least neutralize the power of the rules, don't you?" Bishop Flon winked mischievously at Alfie.
"Can you give me a hint, or give me a general direction?" Alfie asked, reluctantly.
"Dear friend, do you know that there has always been an ancient legend in the continent of Eliat, where the twelve main gods who created the continent jointly wrote a book of creation, which consists of twelve chapters, each of which was written by one of the main gods himself, and these twelve chapters are called the 'Twelve Movements of Creation'. As long as you collect the twelve movements of Genesis scattered across the continent, you can get the Book of Creation to fulfill any of your wishes. Do you understand?" replied Bishop Flon in an unfathomable voice.
"See, my hope is to collect these twelve movements. Alfie nodded as if she didn't understand, "Can you tell me where I can find these lost chapters?"
Bishop Flon didn't answer, but shook his head with a smile and looked at Alfie.
"Can't you, then you can at least tell me the names of the twelve movements?" asked Alfie, reluctantly.
"Actually, the key to finding them is in your hands. Bishop Flon said meaningfully.