308: Chapter 290: The Embrace Light Prophet (4/3, Update No.
112!) 308: Chapter 290: The Embrace Light Prophet (4/3, Update No.
112!) He turned his head and noticed Master Gossay and Yisen Gard on the other side.
The man’s gaze was complex, but he had already made up his mind.
Patrick naturally wanted to co over to stop Ian and the others…
Whatever they planned to do, he was determined to stop them.
Even if he was sure he wouldn’t survive, he at least wanted to die together with them.
But just as Patrick was about to attack Ian and the others, the White Mist Bishop always stood in his way, and upon seeing the golden-haired noble’s actions, Ian accelerated his run even more.
Even Master Gossay and Yisen Gard started to take out various alchemical potions and began buffing themselves right in front of him.
“Don’t block , you old fool!”
Patrick roared in anger after being repeatedly blocked by the White Mist Bishop, but despite his emotional outrage, he displayed combat skills he had never shown before.
Or rather, it was the skills he had learned from his friend, Viscount Grant, in order to stop him.
Whoosh!
Electricity sparked around his body as he charged through the air, and his mithril rapier thundered towards the White Mist Bishop, forcing the elder to evade—but the Bishop Huai Guang was extrely skilled in combat.
Audacious and skillful, he still reached out while sidestepping, pressing it into the side of Patrick’s waist.
The next mont, a surge of Life Essence was about to explode, pushing Patrick back.
Although it couldn’t hurt him with the protection of the Dimflower Seedling, it was enough for Ian to have a chance to continue his own actions.
But, to everyone’s surprise, the bishop’s forceful palm strike actually pierced through the black Flesh and Blood armor.
—It was empty inside.
Only then did the old man’s face show a hint of astonishnt.
On closer inspection, he realized that Patrick’s speed was so fast that he had even created a phantasm, flying towards the other side.
What he had hit was indeed the Ether Armant: Dark Splendor Strain, but only the Ether Armant itself.
The ‘wearer’ had already detached from the side, speeding towards Ian.
It was as if a bug had shed its exoskeleton.
Whoosh!
Lacking its wearer and entering an erosive state, the Dark Splendor entwined around the bishop’s arm that had pierced it.
Although the old man quickly isolated it from his body with his own Origin Quality before it could invade his flesh, he was indeed ensnared.
Even due to compatibility issues, this Ether Armor Offshoot seed to be even more difficult to deal with than when Patrick wore it.
—No help then?
So decisive.
The White Mist Bishop hadn’t expected soone to give up on an Aether Armant; he didn’t know that the Dimflower Seedling could not pose a threat to Ian and Yisen Gard, thus he had a very high appreciation for Patrick’s decisiveness, “If that’s the case, then there’s nothing to be done.”
“Light of Huai Guang—request to use Spirit Energy—’Telekinesis’ and ‘Mind Communication’.”
Instantly, his eyes shone with a concentric circle of blue and gold lights.
The blue light flickered, and Patrick’s form visibly stagnated, bound by the invisible telekinetic force.
At the sa ti, a faint voice of an old man reached Ian’s mind: [Ian, I am the White Mist, Bishop of the Huai Guang Church at Harrison Port.
I am aware that there is a ‘source of disaster’ in this place which will lead to the deterioration of the situation in South Ridge, and even cause a great crisis to the whole world in the future.
Therefore, I have been searching for a way to enter these ruins.]
[After conducting on-site inspections, I confirm that the huge nest in front of us is indeed the ‘source of disaster’ ntioned in the church’s Book of Prophecies.
I perceive that you also wish to destroy it, but I must warn you, the real source of the catastrophe is not the nest itself, but a will within the nest.]
Because it was a consciousness exchange, everything happened in an instant.
——The Book of Prophecies ntioned by Bishop White Mist?
The church really does have a Prophet Psychic.
Ian sensed soone was having a Spirit Energy conversation with him, and he was not unfamiliar with this feeling, having experienced it with Weyges.
Thus, he imdiately replied, “Isn’t the will just the Insect Mother?”
“Moreover, if it truly is such a terrifying source of natural disasters, why not send more Clerics to eradicate it?”
[No, the Insect Mother is rely a tool of that will, an extension of its malice.
Although I am not clear on the reasons, the ssage I received tells so.]
And Bishop White Mist calmly answered, [Only by destroying that will can we completely demolish the Worm Nest.
Otherwise, its echoes will linger in the ruins’ control system, requiring a long passage of ti to dissipate.
This ancient ruin will continue the cycle of creating natural disasters.]
[However, if we can’t even destroy the Worm Nest and the Insect Mother, a terrible disaster will befall the Terra Continent, a calamity for all living beings…
Of course, it might not be that terrifying.
The prophecy offers two possibilities, one harmless and one that could destroy the world, but we do not know the reason.
This is rare; we have never encountered such a situation before.]
[As for why not more Clerics are sent, the answer is actually quite simple.]
[Because this world is filled with various causes of destruction, this place is not the most critical one.
The envoys of Embrace Light are scattered across this land, each on their own mission.]
[What we can be sure of is that our current strength is sufficient to stop all this, as long as we handle it properly.]
Bishop White Mist’s voice carried a clear denial and unexpectedly, confidence—a familiarity Ian knew all too well.
It was the obvious confidence of a foreteller.
Without a doubt, it was the inheritor of the Prophet Psychic ability within the Huai Guang Church who had foretold the South Ridge’s disaster and inford Bishop White Mist that the people now had the power to prevent the future calamity.
As for why the other party was unable to foresee the cause, it might be because Ian was also a prophet, and his involvent in the matter was related…
Prophets can’t foresee each other, and even if they could, it would introduce many vague elents, preventing them from seeing the future clearly through their abilities.
Moreover, the predictive thod of the Huai Guang Church differed from Ian’s Foresight View; it could directly reveal the source of the disaster and the level of power needed to resolve it, but beyond that, there was no additional information.
Each Prophet’s thod and tendency of prophesying were different, and it seed that the Huai Guang side focused solely on outcos, not processes.
Those who awoke to such prophetic abilities simply wanted to know what disasters the world would face and ended them as soon as possible.
Therefore, Bishop White Mist could only collect clues and investigate inside the ruins to learn the cause.
The elder’s words also caused Ian to fall into contemplation: “The Insect Mother is just a tool of that will?
Let think, the Brain-Eating Parasite was originally a Brain Slug…
Attached Brain…”
“Could it be?!”
Ian felt a chill of horror as he looked towards the Worm Nest, his gaze frozen: “The will of The Great Elder is still alive?”
“No, that can’t be…
His soul has already perished!”
“But if it’s an echo…
a creature with an echo of The Great Elder’s mories!”
At that mont, the Foresight View swept across the entire nest.
Ian truly saw a breath of life.
A deep blue mist, quietly residing in the very center of the nest!
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