The blazing sun is being devoured!
It was as if an invisible cold wind brushed across their bodies, the chill seeping into their bones making everyone tremble all over.
Feeling the gazes from all around, Ron’s lips twitched slightly, the tension in his chest finally easing slowly… luckily, he hadn’t remembered the timing wrong.
The world was growing darker and darker, and the gap in the blazing sun above was becoming larger and larger.
A shadow that could not be dispelled shrouded the entire world.
Gradually, it was no longer just Gerald and Aurelia’s group of four—on the entire Bruno Street, in the entire Lanaka City, everyone felt the change in the heavens.
They walked out of their rooms, stood in the courtyards, on the streets, staring at the sun in the sky being gradually devoured, their faces pale.
For a world where gods truly existed, the fear brought by a total solar eclipse was imaginable.
Countless people regarded it as divine punishment, and the entire city fell into unprecedented chaos.
Suddenly, on Bruno Street, a young man could no longer bear the pressure in his chest.
With a thud, he knelt on the ground, his forehead pressed tightly against the ground, his whole body drenched in sweat: “Oh, supreme Goddess of Dawn, I have committed the sin of lust.
I should not have secretly watched Mrs.
Melos next door bathe… sixty-seven times… please forgive my sins.” Once the first person knelt on the ground and confessed their sins to the gods, the second, the third, the fourth… appeared one after another.
Before long, a large portion of Bruno Street was kneeling.
And this trend, like a surging tsunami, swept across the entire Lanaka City in an instant.
Looking around, there were figures kneeling everywhere.
Fear almost became tangible; even Ron could feel that twisted atmosphere.
Even existences like Bishop Virgil and Herman, who were relatively strong, seemed to be affected.
Their legs were trembling, as if they too wanted to kneel on the ground and confess their sins.
When the last ray of sunlight was also obscured, the entire world completely fell into gloom.
Gerald and Aurelia’s hearts trembled violently, their faces becoming even paler.
They once again recalled the prophetic poem Ron had mentioned before: The city that never decays is hidden beneath the gray sky!
As soon as this thought appeared in their minds, an extremely exaggerated tremor suddenly came from beneath their feet, as if the world itself was about to overturn at this moment.
Even a powerhouse like Gerald could not stand steady when caught off guard, his body swaying uncontrollably.
A terrifying wind rose between heaven and earth, howling loudly!
Rumble… A deafening sound, like thunder exploding, followed immediately after.
Virgil, Aurelia, and Herman only felt their minds buzzing, as if their brains had completely lost the ability to think.
Only Gerald, relying on his powerful strength, could barely maintain his posture.
Following the direction from which the sound came, Gerald suddenly sucked in a cold breath.
He saw that in the distant horizon, above a towering mountain that pierced into the clouds, a gigantic golden city had appeared at some unknown time.
Even from thousands of miles away, the giant city was still majestic and grand.
In the prophetic poem, the city that never decays had truly appeared.
And that location was precisely above the Dragon Valley.
The Archbishop’s expression changed wildly.
It really was the Dragon Race.
He had guessed correctly.
According to Ron’s prophecy, the Dragon Race would bleed like rivers and suffer heavy losses?
No, not suffer heavy losses, but… be destroyed, wither away!
In an instant, the Archbishop’s scalp went numb.
The appearance of the giant city had already proven that Ron truly possessed the ability to see through the future.
Could it be that the Dragon Race was really going to perish?
This was the most powerful race on the entire continent, the rulers of the world.
The dragons shared the authority of the gods, acting on behalf of the gods across the continent, managing the world.
In some ways, the Dragon Race was quite a good administrator—they had always maintained peace in the world.
And their method of mediating disputes was very simple and crude.
Once two countries came into conflict, a dragon envoy would descend upon the battlefield, ordering both sides to cease fire immediately and return to their original borders.
If any country attempted to resist, dragon breath would instantly engulf you.
Under the rule of the dragons, the entire world had not seen war for thousands of years.
As for some filthy dealings in the shadows, the dragons did not care.
Dragon-slaying warriors?
In this world where dragons held the strongest power, such beings had never existed.
Gerald’s face turned pale in an instant.
He seemed to age decades all at once.
His already short body became even more hunched, and his murky eyes revealed deep despair and sorrow: war was coming.
Once the suppression of the dragons was lost, the world that had been at peace for thousands of years would likely usher in unprecedented conflict.
At that time, how many people would die under iron hooves?
Gerald could not imagine such a scene.
Before his eyes, it seemed he could already see hell.
In fact, Gerald’s worries were extremely accurate.
In the game, the chaos of the world began precisely after the destruction of the Dragon Race.
In just a few short years within the game, the world’s population decreased by thirty percent… The Spong Theocracy also took advantage of the destruction of the Dragon Race, using the killing of a duke’s son within the territory of the Granville Kingdom as an excuse to invade it.
The two sides engaged in a war that lasted for several years, and the Granville Kingdom was once pushed to the brink of destruction, nearly annihilated.
Meanwhile, after coming back to their senses, Aurelia and Virgil looked at Ron with nothing but deep shock, and even fear.
Originally, they did not particularly believe in things like prophecy.
Even Aurelia believed more in Ron as a person rather than any so-called prophecy.
But now, the blazing sun had lost its light.
A giant city hung across the sky.
Ron’s prophecy had rapidly unfolded within a short period of time.
They had no choice but to admit that Ron truly possessed the ability to glimpse the future.
He truly was… a Prophet.
Herman’s face burned with embarrassment.
The mockery he had felt toward Ron earlier was like a loud slap across his face… In the sky, the obscured sun began to release light again.
Warm sunlight fell upon their bodies, yet everyone only felt their limbs turn ice-cold.
On the distant horizon, the giant golden city also began to emit dazzling golden light, piercing everyone’s eyes.
Twilight Temple.
In the game, the ultimate dungeon of the first expansion pack.
Within the Twilight Temple, one of the thirteen ultimate forbidden spells in the game was buried: Ragnarok of the Gods!
Of course, that was not a place Ron could enter now.
Forget the boss inside—even a small mob could instantly kill him.
“Mr.
Herman.” Ron’s voice tore through the silence at the scene.
Herman’s body shuddered violently, his face turning pale in an instant.
His throat moved constantly as he swallowed his saliva.
Why was Ron calling his name at this moment?
Could it be that he still wanted to settle accounts after the fact?
He was a Prophet!
Could it be… he wanted him to kneel down and call him grandpa?
“W-what do you want to do?” Herman’s voice trembled.
Ron, however, remained as usual, smiling gently.
He even expressed apology to Herman: “I’m very sorry, Mr.
Herman, for humiliating you earlier, but this was all destined.” Several black lines appeared on Herman’s forehead: “Don’t tell me I was destined to be humiliated by you?” Ron replied lightly, “Of course, this is your fate.” Herman was speechless for a moment.
He even had the urge to curse in his heart.
Being slapped in the face by Ron was his fate?
What kind of bullshit fate was that?
Wait, could it be that such an arrangement by fate held some special meaning?
For example, was this a test for him?
It must be.
He was too outstanding, so the Goddess of Fate deliberately arranged some setbacks and hardships for him.
He understood.
He truly understood.
He must be the legendary chosen one, which was why the Goddess of Fate personally wove his future.
And Ron was merely a stepping stone on his path of growth.
The reason this guy told him all this was actually to curry favor with him!
He wanted to explain that humiliating him was not his intention, hoping that in the future when he achieved success, he wouldn’t trouble him?
Dream on.
From the moment he humiliated him, he had already embarked on the path to death.