Speaking of the inheritance of the Dream Tower, it is undoubtedly what Gomez values most. He glanced at the ring on his hand. He and Gregorio made many arrangements in order to preserve the inheritance.
The prophet added: "Not only the Dream Tower, but the inheritance of all the other seven sacred towers must continue to exist."
"For the future generations you mentioned?" Gomez asked. "I don't understand. The grandeur of the Seven Holy Towers is unprecedented. Magicians have never been more powerful than in this era. Now there are only a few scattered figures left in each tower. In the foreseeable future, they will also be suppressed by the Temple of Nature. When will there be a chance for the kind of power you mentioned to appear? If we couldn't do it before the God-killing War, why can they do it?"
"There are some powers you have never heard of. Even the civilization of this era has not reached the level that can produce them. It will take a very long time, and a group of specific people. You cannot see that day, but that day will eventually come."
After saying this, the prophet's figure began to fade.
Xiao Chen asked at this time: "Who is the real power to end the God of Nature?"
"Haha. Inheritor of the Dream Tower, I have high hopes for you." The prophet's voice changed at this point. It was no longer deep and vicissitudes, but became very crisp, making Xiao Chen feel like a young girl was talking to him. "We will meet again in the future."
"Who are you?" However, when he asked this question, the prophet's figure had completely disappeared.
Xiao Chen recalled the conversation between the prophet and Saint Gomez. The information contained in it was too important. The previously vague ancient history was gradually revealed to him.
But he was sure that the prophet's last words were spoken to him, Xiao Chen, and not to Gomez. Although this might also be a plot set in the crystal ball, he always had a feeling that at that moment, the prophet was not the image that had talked to Gomez before, but some kind of existence that transcended time and space.
While he was thinking, Master Jocano knocked on the car door and said, "Saint, the nightmare beasts have rested. We can continue our journey."
The convoy continued on its way. Xiao Chen asked Master Jocano who had returned to the car, "What do you think of the prophet?"
"The Prophet? Do you mean the watcher behind the seven towers?"
"If you're talking about a woman with a cloak and no visible face, then that's her." Xiao Chen said, "She just appeared."
"That mysterious lady appears again? Great, did she bring any instructions?" Jocano raised his eyebrows, looking very excited.
"First, tell me what you think of her."
Jocano thought for a moment and said, "I only know that there have been legends about her for a long time. Even as early as when the Seven Towers were built, there were stories about her helping the builders of the Seven Towers. Over the years, her figure has often appeared beside us magicians, bringing us help and warnings. The last time I heard of her appearance was before the God-killing War.
Different wizards naturally have different opinions about her. Some believe that she is not a person, but an organization that has been passed down from generation to generation. After all, no one can live forever except the gods. Some believe that she is a ghost, because even if she appears, only the person she wants to talk to can see her. Others believe that she is the residual spirit of an ancient god, so she spares no effort to oppose the god of nature. However, I have not had the opportunity to meet her, and I can't say what I think, so I can only tell you some other people's views. "
"Well, this is just a guess about her identity. What do you think about her provoking a war to kill gods?" Xiao Chen continued to ask.
Jocano said sincerely: "Although I am an opponent of the God-killing War like you, in my opinion, there is nothing wrong with the God-killing War itself. The high gods are like a sword hanging over our heads, which may fall and kill us at any time. People do not need to be more noble than them. For a wizard who wants to control his fate in his own hands, this is even more intolerable. I just think that the timing of the war is wrong. As for the things that the prophet reminds us of, they are all inevitable."
"Well, the prophet reminded us that we can negotiate with the Temple of Nature if necessary."
Jocano's eyes lit up: "If this is what the prophet said, then this thing must have the possibility of success."
"Let's take it one step at a time."
Jocano was about to say something else, but suddenly paused, then showed a look of disgust, "The scouts ahead reported that the Giant Rock Empire has organized an army to intercept us ahead. There are about three thousand people, including some knights and wild mages. These greedy and ignorant fools have become running dogs of the Temple of Nature so quickly."
"The Temple of Nature must have told them that I was still unconscious and used them to test us." The person who said this was naturally Gomez himself, not Xiao Chen.
"Spatial suppression does not distinguish between friend and foe. The people from the Temple of Nature also need someone to hold us back so that they can catch up from behind." said Jocano.
Gomez said: "I remember that there is only one low-level Saint left in the Giant Rock Empire, and he is a warrior?"
"Yes, Saint, you don't need to take action against such a bastard. A few of us are enough to deal with it. We haven't started a war in the human world for several years. Many people have forgotten the horror of the Dream Tower Mage, right?" Qiao Kano said coldly, "Why don't you pretend to be unconscious, so that even if we face the Temple of Nature, we will have an extra plan."
Gomez agreed with Chocano's idea, and when the latter got off the car to prepare the team, he released a wizard's eye magic, and an invisible eyeball flew out of the car window, taking in the scene around the convoy.
Xiao Chen was very excited at this time. This kind of high-end magic battle was very rare for him. Observing how these mages of the Seven Towers era fought would definitely give him a lot of magical inspiration.
At this time, the Mage's Eye had flown above the enemy in front and could see the entire picture of the blocking position.
It was a narrow valley, and a battle formation was blocking the road, waiting in full battle formation. The battle formation was quite neat, with more than a dozen warriors with gorgeous weapons in the front, who were obviously masters of their army. They surrounded a middle-aged warrior with an arrogant look, who should be the saint. Behind these people was a row of warriors holding swords and shields, and behind them were spearmen and archers, with cavalry deployed on the flanks. The other side also sent several mages to fly to the high ground on both sides to occupy the terrain advantage.