Foresight

Half a month later, all the materials needed for the prophecy spell were finally ready.

Unlike the simple magic that the disciples can perform without chanting, even Lazarus, one of the highest-ranking spellcasters in the world, needs a lot of assistance to perform such a magic.

The pen made of holy wood collapsed after completing the last stroke of the painting. The last bit of light on the pen disappeared, and the pure white texture emitting beautiful soft light turned into the most ordinary dry wood, and was picked up by a bony hand.

Lazarus walked slowly into the completed magic circle. Compared with this huge and complex pattern, the figure of the lich was as small as a leaf falling into a maze.

This place could hold hundreds of calculated and nested magic arrays. Of course, it was not the small building nestled in the mountains where he and his disciples lived, but another place.

This is a deadly wasteland in the far north, where cold, storms and extreme drought coexist. Even natural elements other than wind and land attributes are very sparsely distributed, making the living environment even worse than the snowfield. Traces of living creatures are extremely rare here, and even some magical plants that prefer to grow in dangerous environments refuse to reproduce here.

But at the same time, it was precisely because of its evil nature that this place was chosen by Lazarus as a place where disciples can practice spellcasting at will, and as a place where dangerous magic is performed at this moment.

After researching its origins, its correct name has come to light.

——"The Eye of Kalisai's Foresight".

The world of comics is indeed monotheistic as readers have seen. Even the rare races other than the orcs still recognize that the Father of Starlight is the only god. Therefore, Calise, who named this magic and completed it for the first time, is not a god, but another powerful spellcaster from long ago.

The records have been lost for a long time, and her race and parents are no longer clear. The only biography that the City of Knowledge can provide is that Kalisai was the queen at that time and briefly ruled the Holy City.

The worldly crown and the pinnacle of a spellcaster are combined in one person. As the price of this honor, the only child born to Kalisai is a survival case that was cultivated with great difficulty and countless methods.

Although the child was not born by her own efforts, after thousands of days and nights of careful care, Queen Kalyse still worried about the future of this sickly child who looked like herself.

To this end, the extremely talented queen developed this magic. It is said that she succeeded, and after foreseeing that the fate of the heir would be continued along with power, Carlisle died soon after.

In other words, the precious materials consumed now - gems, holy wood, tons of mithril, the remains of golden blood, soul fragments, the fetal hair and bone blood of royal families, various organs of many beasts, non-renewable ancient animals and plants, liters of blood of spellcasters, and even several precious ritual vessels that have been completely drained out and have been enshrined in the temple for hundreds of years - are just the cost of activating the Eye of Foreknowledge, and the life of the user is the interest it will collect later.

Lazarus was not afraid of this and even dared to sell tickets in exchange for materials.

Well, it was actually the adjutant who suggested that Yuan Qian use his qualifications of witnessing the completion of this extremely difficult magic case in order to exchange them for the materials from certain high-ranking people.

[The inspiration comes from your world, "Family members, please give me 10,000 likes and watch me kill five teammates" and so on... so it's the nature of intelligent creatures to join in the fun. Now you have to collect such troublesome materials to replicate rare magic, it's very interesting to think about it.]

The adjutant humbly said that he was just a porter of ideas and gave the credit to others.

As he said, although not everyone is willing to pay the price to glimpse someone's fate, it is still worth considering for those in high positions who lack stimulation and live a boring life most of the time to exchange what they have with others for a ticket to watch the process openly.

Anyway, the effect of Kalisai's Eye of Foresight is only visible to the caster himself, so they don't have to worry about seeing things they shouldn't see.

Of course, no one came to the Death Wasteland in person to watch the excitement. When the disciples could not bear the risk, they sent some strange objects that could transmit vision.

Now, the half-biological, half-mythril humanoid object was shrinking far away, with a bunch of bits and pieces from other people hanging on its body. It was so honest that it seemed as if it was afraid that Lazarus would think that "it"'s appearance was intended to mock him as an impure fusion, and then smash it to pieces. Therefore, it was trying its best to reduce its presence and never get close to the lich, just to be able to see clearly.

I really don't know who made this decision to send someone without considering the possibility of offending anyone.

...Or perhaps the other party thought that after using this magic, Lazarus would no longer be a threat.

But Yuan Qian was only worried about not being able to succeed in his first attempt. Many of the materials he had painstakingly put together could not be found a second time or even replaced, so failure would be a problem.

[Are you nervous?] The adjutant asked at the right time, [Then I will take your place?]

Even if the other party is probably not a human being, Yuan Qian at least feels that he knows his character well. If there is a possibility of failure, he will not speak up. They all hate behaviors that fail to help but harm others.

"Are you sure?" But Yuan Qian still had some doubts, "Last time you said you wanted to play so you took over for a while, and then you turned on immunity and went over to chop off my head..."

Looking at this style, it doesn't seem like he has the patience and incantation of a spellcaster. Even though he is now using the lich character with unfathomable intelligence points, Yuan Qian still memorized this complex chanting program that lasted for more than ten minutes after modification and adjustment many times to ensure that there were no mistakes.

[That's because he looks perfect for being chopped.]

"Why don't you just say that the reason is that guy made up stories about our teacher-student relationship..."

[We villains are like this. We can beat the scum who slandered the good guys, but we must never admit it. Otherwise, wouldn’t it just be to please those guys? We have to make others confused, that’s the fun.]

The adjutant said this with a smile on his face, as if he had a lot of experience.

Yuan Qian suddenly remembered that he had seen this kind of behavior in some villains in the past, and felt that his feelings were a little deceived.

"Forget it, I'll do it myself." Yuan Qian also figured it out while they were chatting. Failures in similar plots are also very common, so he doesn't need to be too stressed. People in real life may be able to defeat fate, but in the story, especially the supporting characters like Lazarus whose faces show that they will not have a good ending, their rare kindness and sacrifice are defeated by fate. This is also a classic tragic plot.

In the mountain pass that was cast with a spell to block out the storm, the lich suddenly raised his head and looked towards the line of sky.

The sky of the Death Wasteland is always gray and white, regardless of day or night, or whether it is cloudy or sunny, just like this lonely and barren land itself.

"By this time, I should have gone out for a walk." Lazarus whispered to himself.

[Indeed, the child is climbing the tree to send the bird home. He is very energetic. Parents, please rest assured.]

In order to ensure the accuracy of the spell, Lazarus had removed his disguise, so those who were qualified as spectators could see from a distance that the terrifying lich who had directly used up the holy artifact to offend the foundation of the Holy City actually smiled.

Then, at last, he began to sing.

The strange and profound spell automatically poured into the consciousness of every person present, as thick and light as mud. This diffusion was completely irresistible, and simply not listening would not work.

Some of the non-human objects with a certain degree of intelligence came from living organisms, and they melted instantly. Fortunately, their owners were well prepared and they were able to operate as usual.

The specially invited audience members behind them used various methods to resist the influence, and did not embarrass themselves in front of others. They continued to watch with different thoughts. The biggest shock was that Lazarus actually did it. Someone in another world was completely unaffected.

The howling sound of the wind outside the barrier gradually stopped without anyone noticing.

Thousands of miles away, the large bell in the church suddenly rang on its own, but the amplitude was not strong.

"...God descends? No, that's not right..."

Someone stood in front of the clock, his palm touching the trembling surface, and murmured.

As soon as the spell was completed, the dark red color symbolizing death instantly and completely eroded the lich's eyes.

The transparent pink, the faint algae green and the docile black have all become a thing of the past, not a trace of them remains.

With this change, even the audience, who must have been less loyal to the Father of Starlight, could not help but feel a strong hatred for the existence of the lich for a moment. If they were there in person, some of those with more impatient tempers might have subconsciously attacked Lazarus.

Fortunately, no one chose to come in person, so after a brief period of trying to suppress their emotions, they were able to regain their composure and rationality, and were able to look at the undead with their own attitude again.

Yuan Qian, who plays Lazarus, doesn't know or care about their feelings because he is "watching".

He wanted to know Xiaoman's future through the "Eye of Kalisai's Foresight", but what the spell showed him was not what he expected at all.

Another extremely weak but incomparably huge consciousness, its little cry for help was enough to cover the picture of the girl's future path.

The one who listened to his cry for help was no longer the relatively tiny lich, but Yuan Qian himself.

He made a chaotic sound like a mournful cry, but Yuan Qian could understand its meaning.

He was hoping for someone to kill Him... He was commanding the "Incomplete One" who was born out of this hope to kill Him.

In the boundless starry sky, the illusory creature slowly paddled its four hooves, moving its transparent body, and the starlight distorted as it moved forward.

A bright golden shadow clung to a part of His body, appearing and flickering from time to time, its twitching form seeming to simulate "floating" in the windless universe.

What infected Xiaoman's entire destiny was just a moment of longing for death, but it was already a terrifying capacity, unfolding his mumbling that showed he would never wake up again, and he didn't care that the target was changed from the executioner he designated to Yuan Qian.

Kill me. That is your mission. I gave you authority to build your meaning. Kill me.

[…Kill me! Quickly, quickly…]

[…If you can’t do it, then come back, come back…to me.]

【Come back...】

Soon, the spell could no longer be maintained and it was all over.

Yuan Qian's consciousness returned to the lich's body. His eyes went black and white. The backlash of the spell and the trauma of listening to all this nonsense came flooding in. He felt so uncomfortable that he almost fainted on the spot. He felt like he would shatter into a pile of bones if he fell down.

However, there was an unknown anger in his chest that prevented him from actually falling down. Instead, he seemed to calmly wipe out the remnants of the spell and returned to the small building as if nothing had happened.

He only gave her a little kindness and security, and Xiaoman already regarded this place as her "home"... After her mother passed away and was buried, the old house that collapsed nearly half was of course no longer Xiaoman's home.

Xiaoman thought this was her second home, and she liked this place silently with her not-so-lively nature.

How could she know... that this was her destined fate?

[It's a pity, now it seems that Xiaoman must go. Otherwise, no matter whether it is dragon blood or transformation into the undead, it can't save her. That star god only manages the beastmen and will not interfere with their choices, but he will really recall... followers who cannot complete their mission.]

[So before that, we have to do more. At least when Xiaoman has to do it, make sure she has enough strength and a good set of armor.]

The adjutant seemed to be in a stable mood as he spoke about the analysis process, but his voice was exceptionally cold and hard, vaguely revealing the majesty of the strongest man who had killed countless people.

"Are you feeling angry too?" Yuan Qian asked.

[…I’ve been wanting to say this for a long time. How can you good people say the word “anger” with such a normal look on your face? Don’t you feel ashamed?] The adjutant’s tone suddenly became normal, and he muttered in a frustrated tone.

"..." Yuan Qian really didn't understand the logic behind his teammate's choice of words.

[Okay, I am quite unhappy. I hate people who push missions onto children. How dare you set a block word to restrict others from revealing your true identity?] Mr. Adjutant began to be calm and irritable again, characterized by his persistent circumvention of taboos and his attempt to leak some intelligence to his partners.

"Then the next thing to consider is how to arm Xiaoman. I mean..."

The lich slowly sat down at the dining table, tapping the table with his bony fingertips.

Yuan Qian is not in a hurry to know what he is. It is obvious that Xiao Man has a bigger problem of survival.

The feeling that his skeleton was about to break still persisted, but he knew how long his body could hold out. As long as he didn't cast large-scale magic randomly, Mr. Lazarus should be able to hold on for another two or three months.

But Mr. Lazarus himself thought that two or three months of life was still too long. Sixty days of daily rent meant 4,800 emotional points. Thinking of this number, he felt that he could die earlier.

“Talent.”

[Talent?]

in unison.

Since Xiaoman, or every Incomplete, is the executioner appointed by Him, the Star God, the Father of Star Glory, then the talents and qualifications of the Incomplete and their ability to use foreign magic can be explained. After all, what could be more vicious than a blade sharpened by the hands of a person who seeks death?

As for Xiaoman's stunted talent, it only allows him to vaguely judge the truth of other people's words based on his feelings. After the beginning of the comic, it has become less and less useful.

Anyone who has read a lot of long comics knows that every shortcoming of the protagonist is a foreshadowing, and sooner or later he will break out of his cocoon and become a butterfly with a stunning transformation. Otherwise, how can he be called the protagonist?

Coincidentally, Lazarus's vast knowledge base includes one thing: the royal family of the Holy City holds a special ritual called Blood Awakening in order to cultivate golden bloods loyal to them. As the name suggests, it is an expensive ritual that can induce qualified young people to awaken into golden bloods through some acquired stimulation.

Anyway, Yuan Qian has been thinking about it. After all, since they are all races that appeared because of the Star God, the Incompletes and the Beastmen are actually one family. So maybe this ritual can also be modified to become... the awakening of talent?