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Volume 4: The Fake Prophet of the Barbarian Orcs Chapter 8: Black Crow Prophecy, Thread of Destiny

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    "Lord God's Favored One, do you plan to leave us and Fatiguere?" Aogashi Shaman asked in a sad tone while pounding the pungent ointment with a stone mortar. This work had already been handed over to  The senior apprentice Unuo, however, after Unuo betrayed the tribe and was publicly executed, the two newly accepted apprentices could not accurately identify the types of herbs, so the Aogasi shaman had to return to his old profession.  ¡°It¡¯s just temporary.¡± Tomad scratched his head and took out a stone carving handicraft from the packed bag with a tangled expression, and then carefully placed it on the table.  "I must leave temporarily so that the presence of Fatigail will not irritate the sensitive nerves of His Majesty Zulu Gritoutz." "We are not afraid of the false king." Aogasi Shaman said firmly  said.  "The God of March will bless the devout believers to be invincible." "Of course, I know." Tomad sighed, for the stubbornness of the old shaman and for the arguments that have been happening during this time, "But if  Wouldn't it be better to prevent the war from spreading to the city of Fatiguere? " "If the cost is that the people favored by the gods must leave Fatiguere, I don't know what kind of future would be better." Aogashi Shaman.  He stopped what he was doing and pushed the stone mortar aside irritably. "Serving Mafa, the goddess of the red moon, devoutly has given me some experience in premonitions. Sir Tomad, I know that if you leave, you will never be here again."  Belongs to the Barbarian Fang tribe, or - Fatiguere City, right?" Tomad hesitated. He could say many soothing and clever words, but he was unwilling to deceive the elderly shaman in front of him.  "What you said is not entirely correct, Aogashi Shaman. I belong here, but Fatiguere is not the whole of my life. I am in another placeand I have friends and partners who belong to me." "The kingdom of humans  ?" Aogasi Shaman lowered his eyelids, and his tone of voice could not tell whether he was happy or angry.  Tomad was silent for a longer time this time, and finally he nodded vigorously, "Yes, my friends and partners are all human beings, and so am I" Aogashi Shaman snorted heavily and asked.  Ma De's heart suddenly sank.  However, the stagnant atmosphere only lasted for a few seconds before it was broken by Aogasi Shaman bursting into laughter.  "I lost to that old guy again, Gangyan Tuoshi, I really belong to you." The joy that appeared on Aogasi Shaman's face came completely from his heart. As he spoke, he smiled very happily.  A few times, "That old guy Gang Yan once made a bet with me that you would be honest before leaving and would not hide your identity. I was skeptical at the time, but now it seems that my vision is too narrow.  Tomad was startled, "Elder Gangyan knew that I would leave?" "Yes, and he was already prepared for his death this summer." The happiness on Aogasi Shaman's face slowly disappeared.  What followed was a bitter smile mixed with sadness and nostalgia.  "Tomad, do you know? There is someone who has predicted your appearance a long time ago, as well as the rise of Fatiguere and the death of Elder Gangyan. I have heard this prophecy from beginning to end, although I scorned it at the time.  However, it has been confirmed one by one that the first half of the prophecy has been completely fulfilled." Tomad shook his head in disbelief, "This is impossible," he retorted almost sternly, "Then Elder Gangyan knows his death date?  Why doesn't he find a way to avoid it? I will do my best to help him. Except for those traitors who are blinded by greed and jealousy, the entire residents of Fatigue will also do the same!" "Because he also knows!  Yes, his death is closely related to the rise of Fatiguere, and even the future of all barbarian orcs!" Aogasi Shaman replied loudly, his eyes suddenly filled with tears.  "That prophecy God March, if it weren't for that prophecy, and that tongue that never said he missed a thing, how could I sit back and watch that guy Sha Erda encourage the warriors of the Yewei tribe to attack Manya?  Horde?" Horror and suspicion flashed in Tomad's eyes, but he quickly suppressed the intense emotions and tried his best to calm down.  "Tell me everything about that prophecy, Aogasi Shaman, I must know." "Of course, although this prophecy mentioned us, it was still made for you after all." Aogasi Shaman cleared his throat, and then  Standing up, "Five years ago, the last Black Crow Witch left this prophecy before she left the mortal world and went to the side of the Red Moon Goddess Mafa. At that time, three Four Treasures Great Shamans and five tribal leaders listened together,  But as time has passed, only Elder Gangyan and I - now only me - can still remember the full content of the prophecy." Tomad suddenly felt that the ground beneath his feet was shaking, and he hurriedly stabilized his legs.  , "Five years ago? You mean five years ago?" "That's right, it was five years ago. I remember it very clearly."After Aogashi Shaman finished speaking, he changed to a loud and deep tone that he had never shown before, and recited a prophecy with a strong poetic style.  In another distant time and space, there is a huge city surrounded by artificial peaks. Within the cold steel body, the soul of the hero is bred, and it is hot when touched.  A tongue of fire that burned the sky spoke. It was a trick from the five-pointed black devil. The soul of another world lost its way and was injected into the chest of the weak son of the grassland.  He will become a person favored by the gods, with the blessings of the God of March, the Lord of Justice and the Alchemy God Realm, and his golden eyes are shining with brilliance.  However, this is not a gift of fate. The enemy of the world, unspeakable terror will fall from the split sky, the golden sun will be blocked by huge warships, and the iron beast will chew everything, even the most majestic city walls.  The huge and decaying empire will be destroyed in the flames of war, and another more powerful country will rise in the flames of war. The false king throws a sinful spear at the people favored by God, but it pierces the skinny chest of the wise elder, all  All the barbarian orcs placed their battle axes at the feet of the man favored by the gods, called him king, made his arms with bones and blood, and built an extremely magnificent city-state on the shores of the holy lake.  The enemies of the world must wither, because those favored by God will stir up the threads of all causes and conditions, shaking the time.  Heaven and earth, fire and wind, everything in the world offer their strength and faith to him.  Death will be driven from the air, hope will emerge in the blood, war will never rekindle between tribes, and the world will sing for the destruction of the enemy!  After listening to this prophecy, Tomad¡¯s face was really hard to describe.  Of course, Aogashi Shaman could not make up this thing out of thin air. He came into this world and merged with the body of a young apprentice only half a year ago. Five years ago Tomad couldn't help but feel an unreal feeling, as if he was in the world.  There is a pair of sharp eyes watching him in the dark, and using invisible fingers to stir the threads of fate, making the road under his feet lead to a certain end point that is already destined.  This feeling is really terrible.  Tomad gasped twice, swallowing a mouth full of bitterness.  "Aogasi Shaman, is the black crow witch a blind little girl who looks to be in her teens, wearing a cloak made of black feathers?" Aogasi Shaman's face showed surprise.  with an expression on his face, "Have you seen the Black Crow Priestess?" Then he quickly shook his head, "That might be the thirty-sixth generation Black Crow Priestess who just obtained the black feather cloak. The one who made the prophecy five years ago was the third generation Black Crow Priestess."  The fifteenth generation Black Crow Witch is tall and slender, with a strangely delicate face. Of course, she is also blind. Every generation of Black Crow Witch is blind, and they all use the same name. " "Higfield?" "It seems.  You have really seen her, she is worthy of being the one favored by the gods in the prophecy." Aogashi Shaman showed an admiring smile, then bowed deeply, caressed his chest and saluted, "The threads of fate surround your steps, favored by the gods.  Sir, I can't stop you from leaving, let alone watch the sacrifice of your old friend go to waste. May the blessing and favor of the March God always hang over your head, and may you walk on the moonlit road as if you were walking on the road.  A smooth journey in the daytime.¡±
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