Ye Feng praised: "Oh, there are many witches, but not many can become prophets. This requires special talents."
Ye Feng obtained some of the first magic wizard's memories from his magic crystal ball.
In the demon world, there are many kinds of witches and demons. The First Witch and Master Melon are all magicians who use their own magic power to perform magic attacks. Some witches and demons have a special ability that allows them to predict the future and become prophets.
Among a thousand witches and wizards, no more than three can become prophets.
A witch who becomes a prophet has a more noble status among witches. Many lords and nobles will ask prophets to tell fortunes for them. Ye Feng suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Mr. Sha Luo’s mansion was so luxurious and the decoration in the house was also quite luxurious.
Jiang Yixue disagreed: "Isn't he still a fortune teller?"
Sha Luo sat next to the magic crystal ball and lightly touched the surface of the magic crystal ball with his finger.
Don't underestimate Sha Luo, as he is just a dot. He has mobilized enough magic energy to perform his great prophecy.
This finger has the same charm as Elder Bing's Ice Dragon Finger and Emperor Tai's Stone-Piercing Finger.
The purple magic crystal ball seemed to have a power switch turned on, emitting a faint purple light. The light was soft and graceful, and looked like a purple sunset, casting a layer of purple on the entire room.
Including everyone's face and body, it was as crystal clear and beautiful as if covered with a layer of glow.
Jiang Yixue stretched out her hand and looked at the purple light passing through her palm. She said in surprise, "These purple lights seem to have penetrated into my body. They are so beautiful."
A slight roar was heard, as if it came from the middle of the magic crystal ball, or perhaps it came from mid-air above the head.
A blurry image appeared in the air.
What surprised Ye Feng was that the person in the image was Nangong Yang. In front of him, there seemed to be dense crowds of people, but he couldn't see clearly what they were.
Sha Luo pointed his finger at the purple magic crystal ball again. That point was like opening a halo, and a halo spread out from the surface of the purple magic crystal ball.
At the same time, the figure in front of Nangong Yang became clearer.
Ye Feng gasped.
In front of Nangong Yang stood teams of silver-armored demon warriors holding silver spears. Ye Feng had seen these silver-armored warriors in Nangong Mansion. They were the silver-armored demon warriors from the Great Lord Realm brought by Badu and Bakong.
The silver-armored demon warriors are stronger than the ordinary demon soldiers in the Nine Demon Realms. They all have serious faces and shining silver armor, making them look like robots.
There was a trace of sweat on Sha Luo's forehead. Every time he pointed at the magic crystal ball, he would consume a certain amount of magic power.
The light and shadow of the magic crystal ball became clearer and clearer. Not only did it appear in groups of densely packed silver-armored magic warriors, but there were also huge demon warships floating in the air.
Nangong Yang had a look of horror on his face. He didn't understand what this video meant. It looked more like a scene seen from someone else's perspective.
Could this be the scene I will see in the future
Nangong Yang looked confused.
With a click, the light and shadow disappeared, and Sha Luo wiped the sweat from his forehead.
He said seriously, "Lord Mellon, the image just now doesn't seem very good."
Jiang Yixue asked curiously: "What does it mean? Isn't it just a video, like a hologram? What can it represent?"
Nangong Yang had a serious expression on his face. He explained for Sha Luo, "What we saw was a video, but there were some feelings in it that could not be seen. Only the prophet could feel it. When he said it was not very good, it meant that he did not feel well."
Sha Luo showed a helpless smile: "As expected of you, Master Melon. Although you are not a prophet, you know how a prophet feels. When I saw that image just now, I felt fear, despair, and sadness. This may be something that will happen in the future. I hope you can be prepared."
Sha Luo's eyes were fixed on Ye Feng's face, and his words seemed more like they were directed to Ye Feng.
Ye Feng felt a little uneasy. You are telling fortunes for Nangong Yang, but what are you talking about to me
Sha Luo smiled and said, "My friend, would you like me to tell your fortune for you?"
Ye Feng felt a little guilty and said, "I don't need it."
I have used the art of illusion to conceal my true face. Wouldn't it be embarrassing if this purple magic crystal ball reveals my true face
So Ye Feng politely declined Sha Luo.
Sha Luo's gaze stopped on Wu Da again. Wu Da was a magic warrior. He was fearless, but he was a little afraid of magic witches. This was a common problem among magic warriors.
The witches brought a sense of mystery and weirdness to people, and the prophet was the most profound person among the witches, which made Wu Da feel awed. He also shrank back: "I don't need it either. I don't like this."
Jiang Yixue took a step forward and said excitedly, "I want to have my fortune told."
Jiang Yixue always felt that Sha Luo was a fortune teller.
However, according to Ye Feng's explanation, the prophets in the demon world are much more advanced than the fortune tellers in the human world. They are not like fortune tellers who cheat and scare people, but they are magic wizards who can predict the future.
So Jiang Yixue became even more curious.
Sha Luo nodded with a smile: "Put your finger on this magic crystal ball."
"Which finger?"
"Any one will do."
"Do you need to use more force?"
"No need to use force, just tap gently."
Jiang Yixue stretched out her fingers curiously. Under the illusion technique, her fingers were still as crystal clear and smooth as a freshly peeled scallion.
She gently tapped the purple magic crystal ball and felt its touch was cold, just like her ice bow.
After clicking, she retracted her finger and couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing.
"Sorry, I got some oil on my fingers when I was eating just now."
Ye Feng almost laughed. There was an oil stain on the crystal clear purple magic crystal ball.
Mr. Sha Luo didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He quickly took out a tissue and carefully wiped off the oil stains on the purple magic crystal ball.
Just as Mr. Sha Luo was wiping the oil stains, a faint purple light emanated from the magic crystal ball, and a vague shadow appeared in the air.
The image became clearer and clearer, but Ye Feng and the others looked serious.
In the image, there were countless fallen corpses, rivers of blood, it was a horrible sight, and broken city walls. Mr. Sha Luo's wrist suddenly trembled, and he half-knelt down. When he raised his head, his eyes were full of tears.
Jiang Yixue stood there in a daze, not understanding why Mr. Sha Luo was crying. She noticed that in the image in mid-air, Ye Feng's body was lying beside the broken city wall. His body was covered in blood and his flesh was a mess, but his face was as holy as a baby's.
The image suddenly disappeared and everything returned to normal. Looking at the magic crystal ball emitting purple light, Jiang Yixue had a bad feeling.