All the big men will fear the end.
What burns in chaos will burn in order, in balance, in all corners and edges.
Everything will begin with his birth. It will all end with his birth.
Let him burn it all, add a handful of firewood for every eye, and the whole world will be burned.
——"Doomsday War Prophecy·Revised"
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As a demon, Yicha certainly knew the prophecy related to the Doomsday War. He also thinks there is nothing wrong with everyone’s interpretation.
The Sons of Chaos should be at the end of this ultimate chaos.
Maybe chanting this prophecy can attract the attention of the Son of Chaos.
After all, this is the thing he can think of that is most closely related to the Doomsday War.
Yicha read this prophecy loudly in demonic language with clear words.
The words fell.
The dense fragments flying around in front of him were like mosquitoes that found blood bags. They trembled and turned to him.
The fragments are gathered a little toward the center.
A path seemed to be piecing together before his eyes.
Attracted the attention of the Sons of Chaos?
Wow——
The fragments flew around again, throwing black smoke wildly, and returned to the pattern of disordered movement.
Lost interest in him again.
Yi Cha looked at the broken and chaotic scene silently.
The words Nesai relayed to him came to mind.
The Hanged Ghost of Alexandria - The Hell Tree says that this version known to all demons is not the original version of the Doomsday prophecy.
This is a simplified version because everyone is a little illiterate.
And it can be heard from his words that the meaning of this prophecy has also been changed again.
How many changes have been made?
Could it be that the current prophecy is not recognized by the Sons of Chaos...
Probably.
The original version... If you can recite the original version, you will definitely attract the attention of the Son of Chaos.
Nese didn't ask for the full contents of the ancient version, and Icha couldn't help but feel it was a pity.
But he mentioned something.
right.
Dissolve him in the end, and use the spread of final chaos to attack...
"Dissolve him in the end, and spread the final chaos to attack."
He read softly.
For some reason, he felt like he didn't need to be loud this time.
Demonic words flowed from his mouth.
"Dissolve him in the end, and spread the final chaos to attack."
The air resonated with those words, gradually amplified them, spread bit by bit, and dispersed rapidly.
It was like a straight strong wind blowing all the thatch down in one direction.
"Dissolve him in the end, and spread the final chaos to attack."
The air - no, the whole space is listening.
The flickering fragments are listening, the confused black mist is listening, the lumen-like channels of blood vessels are listening. The tadpole-like wandering slime listens.
The Sons of Chaos are listening.
He is sure.
They listen and interpret.
Amplified his voice.
echoed his voice.
Lift its voice.
Their voices buzzed, becoming noisy and iron-heavy.
gathered in his throat.
Guide him by saying——
"ah!
A traveler running towards the end and the beginning.
You will receive greater forgiveness for your disobedience.
Shepherd in the cave of ten-headed snakes, you hold high the whip of destiny.
Reconciliation, reconciliation!
You flee from your face and scatter the twin stars at speed.
A star falls and disappears.
One star will be yours!
The dove of falsehood has brought forth the garland of truth!
And where will your heart's blood flow?
Return the desolate to desolation, and return the chaotic to chaos.
You pull back the curtain and stare at your reflection in the mirror.
That reflection comes from your back.
Discover him.
Keep him.
Punish him.
Separate him from your home!
Dissolve him in the end and attack with the final chaos spread!
Dissolve him in the end and attack with the final chaos spread!
Dissolve him in the end and attack with the final chaos spread! "
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Yi Cha squeezed his throat and gasped for air.
There was a storm in his mind.
It was like a violent storm before my eyes.
He covered his ears with his other hand to keep the storm out of them.
Those fragments flying in disorder, trailing black trails, closed, spliced, and layed out in his eyes. Shapes are reshaped. The gaps are filled. The yellow-green liquid fell from the sky and seeped into the ground obediently.
Gravity no longer pulled at him repeatedly.
It returned to its supple and stable form, pulling his body downwards.
Yi Cha still held his throat with one hand and his ears with the other, shook his almost completely stiff wings, and landed on the ground tremblingly.
A dark purple passage looked extremely clean and tidy compared to before, and the square passage spread out to the front.
"bring it on……"
The vague voice did not sound from the front, but started from a single syllable and gradually pieced together into a complete sentence, solemnly announcing in his mind.
Yi Cha shook his hands away hard and clenched his fists that were almost numb.
His heart jumped up to his throat at an extremely fast speed, and then dropped again, repeatedly to the point of nausea.
He heard the word.
The shepherd in the cave of ten-headed snakes.
That's himself.
Ezhaint Sinkardstu.
That was the name he gave himself.
This name is related to a dream.
He dreamed that he was at an intersection with ten forking roads, humming a relaxing shepherd's tune, holding a long whip, and herding a group of lambs that were as fluffy as clouds.
When he lowered his head, the end of each road coiled up, twisting and turning, and turned into a snake. The round snake head stretched out a red letter.
Ten snakes, knotted together at their ends, lay at his feet.
The snake heads spitting out letters rushed towards him.
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He remembers waking up out of surprise.
Demons don't dream.
At least not actively dreaming.
Icha once thought that the dream was the work of another being.
He had a very reasonable suspicion that it was the dragons and vines that led the dream to him, or it was the pranks of the goblins, or it was the trap of the creatures of the law at the end of the world.
Later, in order to clarify this matter, he went through many twists and turns, traveled to three planes and visited four authoritative masters about dreams:
The guardian dragon of the dreamer's cradle plane - Tiye Meolun, and the great manling life master - Taliliqi who had a close relationship.
The ancestor of fairies in the first world plane - the Lamp King.
Later, he traveled far to the end of the final realm and saw a complete seven-star - two points at equal intervals.
Although the identification methods they used were very different, they all told him the same result:
This dream did not originate from any means they were familiar with.
In doing so, he accepted the reality that he was a demon who could dream.
This dream only happened once. But he thought it made sense, a real dream of his own.
When he was able to rename himself, he thought about this dream.
But soon - about a thousand years ago, Yi Cha gradually forgot about it. After all, he had too many things to remember.
But his name and the meaning in that name remained.
At this moment, accompanied by the chorus-like resonance of the final chaos, the name that should have been so familiar to him seemed a bit unfamiliar, echoing like thunder in his ears.
The dream came alive in his mind again.
Ezhaint Sinkardstu.
The shepherd in the cave of ten-headed snakes.
he himself?
Is it the object of the distant, ancient, original prophecy of the Doomsday War?
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Really.
He took a very slow breath, and then strode towards the clean and hygienic passage.
