Chapter 1268: Snake Scale Prophecy
Just sitting there, Aiwass seemed out of place.
The other good masters were all dressed in light-colored robes inlaid with gold and gemstones, with precious jewels hanging from their heads, necks, and hands. They had exquisite weapons hanging from their waists, and their followers also carried various equipment as carriers.
Only Aiwass was wearing a plain black robe.
He wore no jewelry, carried no weapons, and carried no protective gear. It was as if he was just here for a stroll, not to participate in the ritual of summoning a celestial being.
"Well, everyone."
Aiwass said slowly, "I know you don't like me—and it just so happens that I dislike you too. So why don't we just maintain this attitude of mutual dislike? How about we skip all the red tape and the polite formalities that make us both uncomfortable?"
"——I think it's great!"
After a brief silence, the brave Ismaili responded loudly and gruffly.
He looked at Aiwass with a hint of admiration in his eyes, and shouted, "That's straightforward, what a man! This makes me think you have some courage, unlike those rabbit ears who are hypocritical and cowardly. I say - old man, why not just leave it at that?"
Ismail pretended that he was not very familiar with Aiwass, but at the same time, he was secretly supporting Aiwass.
“…Do not be disrespectful, Ismaili the Brave.”
The old man was silent for a while before answering him perfunctorily.
He was staring at Aiwass intently.
For some reason...
From the moment he met Aiwass, Aymar Noor felt an inexplicable sense of disharmony about him. He felt as if he had overlooked something important, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong.
Seeing Aiwass's straightforwardness, Aymar Nur thought for a moment and decided there was really no point in pretending any longer. It would be like treating Aiwass like a fool. And by doing so, he would be like a fool himself.
Since Aiwas knew what they were planning, but still dared to come alone, it meant that he must have someone to rely on.
Then why not just follow your own plans... and see what everyone has prepared.
"good."
Aymar Nur nodded and declared with a serious expression: "Then, everyone - please follow me."
As he spoke, he walked towards the depths of the palace.
The other benefactors also rose. Some glanced at Aiwass with complicated eyes, while others simply left without even a glance. But no one spoke to Aiwass, not even the brave Ismail, who simply walked away silently.
There seemed to be an invisible barrier around Aiwass, as if he was carrying some kind of untouchable curse, and people avoided him like he was a filthy object.
On the way, Aymar Nur explained the details of the ceremony to them:
"According to the requirements of the Tail Ring ritual, we plan to summon Abyssal Celestial Master at 7:00 AM on the 7th day of the 7th month. At that time, Red of Disaster will gain strength from the Holy Numbers and provide us with support."
"--support?"
Aiwass asked with great interest, "What kind of support? Is He going to do it personally, or..."
"He will join us in the fight against Yuan Tiansi."
Aymar Nur recited the prophetic poem with a solemn expression:
"From where the sun plunged into the sea, a thousand tongues of fire licked the bitter black salt bed.
“Skyfire bit the beast’s skirt, letting the sea water scream in the stone cauldron.
"The shepherd of the beast comes from a land where no sails move, no bells ring—
"He poured the last handful of salt water into the clay pot, only to wait for it to sprout the fangs of a snake."
"This is……"
Aiwass asked.
"Chapter 7 of 'Rest in Peace', The Prophecy of the Serpent's Scales."
Aymar Nur replied in a low voice, "Although people believe that the prophecy of Serpent Scale City has been fulfilled... this is not the case. The truth has been hidden, and only a few know that the destruction of Serpent Scale City has nothing to do with the prophecy. Therefore, in addition to the prophecy of the Holy Spring, there is still one poem in Anxi that has not been fulfilled.
"If 'that beast' is Abyssal Celestial Master, then this skyfire and this sun disc are undoubtedly the red of disaster. He possesses the power to burn the ocean to ashes, and now is the time for him to demonstrate his might."
"—Even if the veil of balance is broken?"
Aiwass said with a half-smile, "You really believe that He is willing to risk being killed to perform a divine descent? Just like the Supreme God of the past?
"Or... is it because you intend to crown Yuan Tiansi as the King of the Scaled Ones? And He is worried that you will resurrect the Silver Crown Dragon?"
"Either way, the result is the same."
Even after the true nature of the ritual was exposed, Aymar Nur showed no shame: "Yuan Tiansi is the ancient king. We are his servants, so why not crown him? If a true god comes to stop us now, we will abandon darkness and join the light. And if no one stops us, then he will lead us to greatness again, won't he?"
What they meant was that they wanted Yuan Tiansi and Disaster Red to bid against each other, and they would follow whoever offered more benefits.
"--clown."
Aiwass sneered, "You're clearly a mortal, yet you think you're scheming against a true god."
"Be it a clown or a lunatic, we just don't want to be a prisoner of fate anymore..."
Surprisingly, Aymar Nur did not refute Aiwas's words, but instead looked a little sad.
They walked for a long time before arriving at the ceremony room.
This is the origin of the name "Holy Spring City" -
The name "Aimaer Nur" should actually be translated as "Fountain of Light" if translated literally.
And this place can indeed be called the fountain of light.
Here is a cold spring and a frozen lake.
In the scorching desert, there is a secret room made entirely of ice.
In this vast, empty room, there was almost nothing. Only the frozen lake itself had cracks in its center, like a sunburst. It looked like a sniper rifle piercing bulletproof glass.
From the cracked spring, a snow-white liquid slowly flowed out, emitting a chilling chill, like dry ice, emitting ethereal white smoke.
Aymar Nur murmured the contents of the Holy Spring Prophecy in a low voice—
"Deep in the throat of the earth, the holy spring crushes itself into a thousand mirrors,
“In each piece, there grows an apprentice of the Glass Witch.
"She had bathed in the same temperature of moonlight and shattered the same shape of moon disk.
"Nine times I sighed, nine times I closed my eyes.
"Children slowly built mountains of snow, while the holy spring waited for another snowfall.
"It wants to freeze itself into a piece of ice."
After "The Coming of the Indigo King," the language of this prophetic poem becomes more exaggerated and ambiguous. It's clear that the prophet is deliberately hiding something, because it's something he can't express.
However, when Aiwas heard this poem, he opened his eyes wide in surprise.
——Because he understood.
What is described here is Amber's self-sealing, the nine reincarnations of the world... and the self-cutting of the forbidden pillar god!
What kind of poet is this!
The predictions of the future have changed many times. What kind of philosopher could see through the future to this extent?
Aiwass subconsciously placed his hand on his chest, resting on the emerald.
...Is that you, boss?
But the Lord of Scales and Feathers did not respond.
The surging divine glow here made the magic power visible to the naked eye. It was like a hazy glow, drawing people's gaze to the liquid light leaking from the shattered "mirror".
"This is... the umbilical cord connecting the dream world and the material world, a mirror reflecting dreams and their reflections."
Aimar Nur gazed at the small lake, which was less than a hundred square meters, in a trance, and whispered, "Back then, Anxi was not a resting place, and this place was not a barren desert.
“It was once the place where the gods came to earth.
"It was from this mirror that Sizhu leaped out, bringing fire and light to the world.
"—This is the original body of the Twin Mirror that was once abandoned."
Update completed! I didn't expect there would be a second chapter!
Once again, I wish you all a happy Dragon Boat Festival——
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