Chapter 150 The prophecy cannot be changed

Harvey's lonely and bitter smile made Amber Xiu understand that his guess was true.

Prophecy is as powerful as the power of gods.

Either you can't see it, or the visible future will definitely come true.

Because fate cannot be changed, prophecies are powerful enough.

So, the biggest problem is that when you predict your own death, no matter how hard you try, it's all in vain.

Death will come exactly as you see it, with every second left.

Even the gods can’t save you.

"How long will it take?" Amber asked Harvey.

Harvey said with emotion: "Probably, less than two months. I can't predict it so accurately, but since I can meet the teacher here, I guess there are only a few days left."

"Have you been waiting for me here?" asked Amber Xiu.

Harvey nodded and continued, "I had a vague feeling that I could wait for the teacher here, but I didn't expect to wait for more than half a month. However, fortunately, I was able to return the life box to the teacher before I died, so I have no regrets."

Amber remained silent.

It feels pretty much the same every time an old friend leaves.

"Haha, teacher, don't mind it. Didn't you ask me before, if I knew I was going to die tomorrow, what would my reaction be? At that time I said I would quietly make some notes and review my life. Now it seems that fate has been kind to me, at least it's not tomorrow, I still have a lot of time."

Amber looked at Harvey again and found that he was not forcing a smile, but truly accepted his fate.

This kid is much better than me.

Anyone who can face death calmly is a hero no matter where he is.

The more this happened, the more Amber felt it was a pity that Harvey died.

"Have you ever thought about transforming into an undead after death?" Amber Xiu said tentatively: "I have recently done some new research on necromancy. Maybe it doesn't require turning into an ugly skeleton or zombie. It's better to be a human body."

Harvey thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No, this is an escape. The goddess of fate told me the date of my death, probably not to give me a chance to escape. Even if I become a dead spirit, I will probably lose the favor of fate completely, right?"

Amber was silent again.

This kid sees it more clearly than him.

The goddess of fate is a generous deity.

You don't need to pray, sacrifice, or dedicate anything. As long as you believe that fate is predetermined, you can gain power comparable to that of the gods.

The goddess of fate is also the most demanding.

The Lord of Dawn does not care what his believers think. As long as your actions are just and you can persist for a lifetime, even if you curse the Lord of Dawn in your heart, he will still welcome you into his kingdom of God as a saint.

Most of the gods in the world judge their believers by their actions rather than their hearts, because they all understand that human hearts are fickle and everyone's thoughts are changing all the time. If they are judged by the heart, everyone is a blasphemer and an apostate.

But the goddess of fate is different. She is so generous that you can gain power as long as you believe in her, but she is also so harsh that she will take back everything if you waver in your heart. Amber Xiu had experienced this before. When he was about to be promoted to a legend, he wavered in his heart, and as a result, he became a fake for many years.

Not every prophecy mage will be haunted by the ghost of the goddess of fate, forcing you to regain the power of prophecy. Harvey knew this very well, so he would rather accept death calmly than betray his efforts over the years.

Judging from this performance, Xavi deserves the favor of the goddess of fate.

But fate is so unpredictable. Harvey, who believes in fate so devoutly, can only wait quietly for death to come.

Fate will not give you what you want, but fate will force you what you don’t want.

And if Harvey didn't want to, Amber would have no way to force him to become a lich. Doing so would only damage his soul and turn him into a pure puppet. At most, he would retain some spellcasting ability, but this would only make Harvey's fate worse than death.

Amber said to Harvey: "Come on, you are going to die anyway, tell me in detail what you saw."

Harvey said curiously, "What's the meaning of this? Teacher, you know very well that prophecy cannot be changed."

Amber Xiu explained: "I am not trying to change, but since you called me teacher, I have to avenge you anyway."

"Uh... well, revenge may not be realistic." Harvey said awkwardly: "I only saw the death, not the murderer."

"Details, tell me all the details you saw." Amber said very seriously.

Harvey shrugged indifferently and described in detail to Amber the future he had seen.

Amber listened attentively, asked questions, and carefully recorded everything Harvey said.

The two chatted for more than half an hour before Harvey bowed and said goodbye.

"Teacher, I don't have much time left, so you don't have to bother to help me get revenge. But please keep this for me."

Harvey handed a thick notebook to Amber. When he opened it, he saw that it was full of his magical experiences, various notes, and ideas for various magical configurations.

The words are full of the spirit of genius. Even Amber Xiu couldn't help but praise it. Harvey's understanding of fate is in two different directions from Amber Xiu. After reading these notes, Amber Xiu felt quite inspired.

Harvey said proudly, as if he had done something remarkable: "I said before that before I die I will definitely record my life's efforts. Teacher, I know these things are not worth mentioning to you, but if you accept new disciples in the future, you can let them take a look. It is definitely easier to understand than the introductory textbook of the prophecy school you wrote."

"What's the point of being easy to understand? Will it make more people fall into the deep pit of the prophecy school?" Amber Xiu said this, but still kept the notebook well.

Harvey smiled slightly, turned around and left with satisfaction.

Amber saw Harvey walk to the nearest gambling table, take out dozens of gold coins and throw them in. The dice of fate spun around him and landed accurately on the dice.

This kid is using the power of prophecy to cheat.

In a short while, he won a lot of chips and had two beautiful drow elves around him.

"Tsk, that's all I want to pursue."

After saying this, Amber turned and walked towards Catherine, who was already a little tipsy.

Amber said to Catherine, whose face was red from drinking, "That's enough. If we step on them again, these two drow will die."

The two drow elves were stepped on on the back by Catherine, and a big hole was made in the floor of the hall. No one knew how many bones they had broken, but they were breathing out more than breathing in.

These two drow were also stupid, they actually drugged Catherine.

She is the elf queen most favored by all gods.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The elves are delicate and sensitive. The gods have granted them absolute free will and they are not affected by drugs or spells. The sleeping tea charm is ineffective on them, not to mention Catherine, who is absolutely resistant to these things.

So when Amber Xiu saw the two drow drugging her, he was not worried at all.

Sure enough, Catherine immediately realized that there was something wrong with the wine, and she beat the two drow until they were paralyzed on one side of their bodies. She was so cruel. In addition to the anger of being drugged, there should be generational hatred between the high elves and the drow. In short, the two drow really walked into trouble, and they were lucky not to die.

Seeing Amber appear, Catherine proudly put her hands on her hips and said to him, "Adventure is really fun."

"It's almost fun enough, it's time to go back."

Amber's mind was now filled with Harvey's prophecy, and he had no intention of playing the adventure game of house with Catherine anymore.

Fortunately, Catherine did not intend to go crazy when she heard Amberxiu's words, she put down her wine glass, kicked the two half-dead drow aside, and then followed Amberxiu obediently.

At this moment, everyone who was staring at Catherine looked at Amber with jealous eyes.

Especially the orcs, how could they tolerate the goddess in their hearts following behind a human? Muscular men surrounded him one after another, as if they wanted to crush the skinny human Amberxiu.

But Amberxiu had no interest in competing with these orcs now, so he unleashed the legendary lich's fear aura effect. The orcs, who had just looked defiant, felt as if they had seen a dragon, and their legs involuntarily became weak.

This has nothing to do with will. The lich's aura of fear, like the dragon's might, is a biological-level suppression that comes from the instinct of any living thing and cannot be resisted by will. Only when one's own strength reaches a certain level can one resist this suppression.

The Aura of Fear was useless to the holy knights of the Lion Empire because they had various aura effects to offset it, but it was a real killer weapon against those small-time adventurers in the tavern, making the orcs fall to the ground one by one, unable to get up.

Amber took Catherine away, and no one dared to stop them.

It was not until the two men left the tavern that the orcs whose legs had gone weak recovered. With embarrassed expressions, they were ready to flee from this embarrassing scene.

However, before they could leave, the orc female bartender said, "Why are you running? Don't you want to compensate for the broken tables and chairs?"

An orc roared, "We didn't break it."

The orc bartender sneered, then said, "Next time that girl comes, I'll tell her who paid for the repairs."

Bang, bang, bang. Several heavy bags of money were thrown onto the bar. The orcs gathered around and introduced themselves with nicknames like Iron Bull, Fiery Man, etc.

"Oh, man."

The orc female bartender was disdainful in her heart, but she still took out a small notebook and pretended to write it down seriously. Then more people gave money, and not just orcs.

As for Amber, he took Catherine and found a hotel to stay in.

The blush on Catherine's face had not yet faded, but the alcohol had no effect on her thinking. She keenly noticed that something was wrong with Amber's mood.

Catherine said cautiously, "What's wrong with you? Was I too reckless just now?"

Amber sighed and told Catherine about his encounter with Harvey.

Catherine listened and said strangely: "The power of destiny... Didn't you say before that you could weave destiny? You also said that you helped me weave a future, so I wouldn't die or something. Can't you weave a future for him too?"

Amber Xiu shook his head and said, "If I want to save him, I can't interfere with his fate, at least not now."

"That means the future can actually be modified, right?" Catherine asked.

An Boxiu shook his head again and said, "No, fate is predetermined. If what he saw was the true future, it cannot be changed. Even if the gods intervened, at most they would allow him to ascend to the kingdom of God after his death, but they could not change his fate of death."

Catherine frowned, feeling confused. Did all these prophecy wizards talk in such a roundabout way?

"Can you explain it in simpler terms? I don't understand you at all."

Amber Xiu stretched out his fingers, tapped the table, and said to himself: "The only way to save him is to prove that the future he saw is fake and artificially forged."

(End of this chapter)