WTYTIAAN Chapter 182

Chapter 182

This was the first time he had used the skill since Sylph had given it to him.

[Spring of Life] didn’t feel particularly fantastical to use. Perhaps because Yan Yunqing himself wasn’t the target, he could only see a silk-like white light entering Beros’s body.

However, the skill’s ability to remove negative effects was very useful. Almost as soon as Yan Yunqing finished using the skill, the debuffs on Beros’s panel disappeared.

Yan Yunqing reached out and touched Beros’s forehead. It was still very hot to the touch. He wasn’t sure if it was his imagination, but it seemed to have cooled down a little.

Yan Yunqing replaced the hot towel with a cold one and opened [Messenger Pigeon]. As expected, he saw a message from Merlin saying that he had found a clue.

Apparently, the Augreir people didn’t know that anyone still knew about this kind of vicious secret technique, let alone recognize it at a glance. Therefore, other than being discreet in their actions, the formations they set up were out in the open and without any concealment.

This was also because the city lord of Slanleipa had himself set up magic circles around the city to ensure the smooth running of the annual Slanleipa Festival. These vicious secret magic formations could be hidden in the magic circles, and ordinary people who didn’t understand magic circles couldn’t recognize the differences.

Merlin was making rapid progress. Knowing that he didn’t need to worry about Slanleipa, Yan Yunqing thought of the players who had been forcibly logged out.

In this critical moment, the forced logout of the players was actually a good thing. At least the people of ‘Flame’ could be fully mobilized and no longer needed to play the role of NPCs in the Newbie Village to deal with the players. They could resolve this crisis more quickly.

However, the fact that the number of players was going to increase to 10,000 in three days was what Yan Yunqing was really worried about.

This wasn’t just doubling the number; this was a full 10,000 players!

Ermann Continent, a small city had about this many people, right? How many people did ‘Flame’ have?

At most, a few hundred, and that was after Yan Yunqing included some non-staff members.

What were non-staff members? For example, in Freedom City, besides Nika, Rocojieff, and the other children who knew of Yan Yunqing’s existence, the remaining children who didn’t know but had been assigned tasks by Nika and the others were considered non-staff members.

Even including them, there were still less than a thousand people. It was still manageable to deal with the three thousand scattered players, but in three days, there would be ten thousand players logging into the game.

For a moment, Yan Yunqing wanted to give up, but a strange sense of responsibility made him continue to think with a headache about whether these few Newbie Villages could digest so many players.

Think positively. The sudden increase of seven thousand players in the second closed beta could also be seen as preparation for the upcoming public beta, at least there was a limit on the number of people.

If it were the public beta, Yan Yunqing couldn’t imagine how many players would flood into this world.

This was a full-dive game.

Yan Yunqing knew what this concept meant to the people on Blue Star. It represented the realization of a future that only existed in fantasy.

Yan Yunqing himself knew that the water behind this game was very deep, and it might not really be a product of technology, but the average person on Blue Star didn’t know that.

How many people were on Blue Star…?

Hua Country alone had over a billion people. It was impossible for all of these people to have the ability to play a full-dive game, but at least tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions, of people would be interested in full-dive games.

Not to mention foreign countries…

Yan Yunqing hadn’t seen any foreign players yet, but it was hard to say about the second public beta in three days. As soon as the word “full-dive” appeared, let alone ordinary people paying attention, even countries would have to pay close attention.

Yan Yunqing smiled wryly. The more he thought about it, the more bleak the future seemed.

Hell was ahead!

…

Chaos, darkness.

He seemed to be in a place without light, with pitch-black surroundings and not a single ray of light coming through.

Loneliness.

This was Yan Yunqing’s first feeling.

Yan Yunqing looked around blankly, but he couldn’t quite remember why he had suddenly appeared here.

He tried hard to remember what he had been doing before…

He was… taking care of Beros? No, that was before. He later went to… Hmm, he remembered the ten thousand players who were about to come online, felt a headache, but had to consider the next arrangements.

And then?

His memory seemed to have stopped there. Later, he seemed to have fallen asleep groggily.

Could it be that he had overused his brain and passed out directly?

Yan Yunqing stroked his chin, thinking uncertainly.

But passing out shouldn’t have made him pass out in a place like this, right? Could it be that he had transmigrated again?

Yan Yunqing tried to summon the system panel.

There was no response.

Yan Yunqing tried to pinch himself. Good, it didn’t hurt.

It seemed he was dreaming.

This was a rare lucid dream.

He could think and control himself in the dream. It sounded a bit magical.

Yan Yunqing wasn’t in a hurry. After all, everyone had had a few dreams. He had had a few dreams since he transmigrated, it was just that lucid dreams were a little hard to wake up from.

Yan Yunqing looked around. It was still pitch black, but he wasn’t sure if it was his imagination, but he seemed to be able to see something.

In front of him seemed to be a building.

Yan Yunqing tried to take a step forward, but then his body seemed to be out of control and walked straight ahead.

Yan Yunqing: ???

Why couldn’t he control the dream again?

Yan Yunqing tried to move a few times, but he didn’t succeed. However, the forward steps never stopped.

Yan Yunqing gave up. He would just treat it as experiencing a lucid dream in the first person.

As he walked, Yan Yunqing discovered that the surrounding scenery seemed to be changing again. It was still pitch black, but he could see the things around him clearly. It was just that his perspective seemed to be fixed, so he could only move with the perspective of the protagonist of the dream.

The protagonist of the dream seemed to be someone who walked without looking to the side, with the wind under their feet. They didn’t give Yan Yunqing a chance to observe the surroundings. He could only study the surroundings through fleeting fragments.

This was a corridor.

There seemed to be exquisite reliefs on the walls of the corridor, but Yan Yunqing couldn’t see what they were specifically carved.

Yan Yunqing glanced at the ground. The light was very dim, and he couldn’t see the specific structure of the ground clearly, but he could confirm that there were also some exquisite reliefs on the ground.

Why did it feel a little familiar?

It was said that many dreams were constructed based on a person’s memory. If he felt that this scene was very familiar, it meant that this scene had indeed been stored in his memory, but he hadn’t remembered it normally.

Yan Yunqing tried hard to recall. This kind of memory that looked like Western architecture definitely wasn’t left behind when he lived on Blue Star, so it could only be when he transmigrated to the Ermann Continent…

It was also possible that it happened when he played the game and his consciousness transmigrated.

But he really didn’t remember that place having such a long corridor? Even the Demon King’s palace didn’t have such a long corridor, and the floor of the Demon King’s palace wouldn’t have such impractical reliefs. Wasn’t it afraid of tripping while walking?

Mandy Pearl?

No, there were no reliefs on the floor of Mandy Pearl, and Mandy Pearl belonged to the underground city. In order to better cheat, the lights would be dimmed, but it wouldn’t make the entire corridor fall into such a dark environment.

Where would it be…?

Yan Yunqing even recalled the home of Dean, the first person he killed, and confirmed that the home of that greedy city lord didn’t have such a corridor.

Yan Yunqing tried hard to recall, and the scene in front of him changed again. No, more accurately, the light finally became brighter.

The relief floor under his feet disappeared abruptly, and the walls on both sides of the corridor also changed from reliefs to intricate murals, vividly depicting the legendary stories of Ermann—the birth of the gods.

Countless exquisite gems were inlaid in them, and soft gauze covered this space, making it mysterious and dreamy, with a kind of absurd beauty in the dream.

But Yan Yunqing recognized it. On the contrary, this most absurd scene reconstructed from memory was something that had really appeared in his memory.

Or rather, this was once one of his dreams.

In the dream he had when he used to play “Demon King”.

If this was the place he was thinking of, then soon he would—

As Yan Yunqing had guessed, a heavy door soon appeared in front of him, engraved with intricate runes, obscure and difficult to understand, but Yan Yunqing could recognize that it was an ancient magic circle.

The person in Yan Yunqing’s first-person perspective pushed open the door, revealing a more mysterious and magnificent palace.

In the center of the palace, a woman wearing a complex and exquisite robe stood with her back to him. Her black hair was tied up and fixed with delicate silver, and even in the dim environment, the runes on her robe faintly glowed.

Seeming to hear the sound, the woman turned her head slightly, revealing half of her beautiful eyebrows and eyes.

—High Priestess Sylvia of the Eternal Empire.

The Demon King’s army had accepted two traitors from the God of Light.

One was the angel clan led by Theodore. Angels were creations created by the God of Light, and they were born to belong to the God of Light.

One was the High Priestess Sylvia. Her tribe had been blessed by the gods, and they were born as believers of the gods. This history was impossible to verify, but their tribe did have a magical talent by nature—’prophecy’.

Every newborn in the tribe would have a talent skill, and without exception, all the talent skills were ‘prophecy’. They were said to be people who could observe the past and the future.

It was difficult to determine whether the tribe had really been blessed by the gods, but the tribe had indeed believed in the God of Light from ancient times to the present, and was the most devout believer of the God of Light, except for Sylvia.

Sylvia was born when the God’s war was at its most intense. She was also the most talented child in the tribe. When she was six years old and had not yet awakened her talent skill, she had predicted the fall of a god.

Even though everyone in the tribe had the talent skill of prophecy, no one could do it like her, even predicting the fall of a god. From the day Sylvia’s prophecy came true, she became the next high priestess in the tribe.

When Sylvia grew to be fourteen years old, she officially became the high priestess in the tribe. Living up to the expectations of the tribesmen, she led the tribesmen to avoid one disaster after another, some affected by the God’s war, and some brought about by natural disasters.

Until four years later—when Sylvia came of age, the Demon King officially declared war on the gods.

He didn’t know what she had prophesied. The day after the Demon King declared war, she told the clan chief that she hoped to lead the tribesmen to join the Demon King’s team.

However, at that time, the Demon King’s army was only in its initial stage. Not to mention fighting against the God of Light, even an ordinary god was difficult to defeat, and their tribe had always believed in the God of Light.

Joining the Demon King’s team was equivalent to betraying the God of Light, which was unacceptable to all the tribesmen.

Sylvia, who had proposed this terrible idea, was considered by the tribesmen to be sick, suffering from hysteria. However, Sylvia couldn’t say what she had prophesied, so she would make such a decision. After several unsuccessful negotiations, Sylvia was locked up.

Or rather, imprisoned. She was still nominally the high priestess of the tribe, but she no longer had any of the rights of the high priestess, and even her freedom was taken away.

Sylvia became a caged bird.

Yan Yunqing didn’t know what had happened during those days. Sylvia only smiled indifferently when talking about that past.

‘Love desires its life, hate desires its death.’

Sylvia was imprisoned for ten years. When she was twenty-eight years old, the Demon King’s team became more and more powerful. A God’s war affected the tribe. When the tribesmen struggled desperately to resist, they created an opportunity for Sylvia to escape.

Wearing that complex, heavy, and even difficult-to-walk in high priestess’s clothing, she left the tribe where she was born, appeared in front of the Demon King, reached a deal with the Demon King, and achieved the brilliant empire that followed.

This was written by the initial recorder of the Eternal Empire.

—In fact, there were no complex transaction details.

It was that Sylvia would use her ability to help the Demon King end the God’s war, and the Demon King would give her the position of high priestess after everything was over, and at the same time, after the God’s war was over, he could not actively launch wars for various reasons.

This was the background story of the ‘High Priestess – Sylvia’ UR card.

Yes, from Yan Yunqing’s perspective, Sylvia, the high priestess who defected from the tribe and joined the Demon King’s camp, was actually just a UR card he had drawn, and it was still a card with new gameplay.

Since Sylvia joined the team, in addition to deploying plans, arranging the fighting personnel, and deploying the army formation, the Demon King had another option before the start of the war—predicting the outcome of the war.

Sylvia’s support role was very strong. In a sense, she was more useful than the Elf King Sylph, who was bound to be the nurse. During the white-hot period of the God’s war, the Demon King used Sylvia to win countless battles.

It was just that in the later stages of the God’s war, the strength of the Demon King’s army increased, and the Demon King himself had the power to fight against the gods. However, Sylvia’s predictions had very little effect when facing higher-level gods (the God of Light and the other six upper gods). It was difficult for her to predict the actions of the gods.

So, in the later period, Sylvia was considered hidden in the Demon King’s team. Yan Yunqing only went to Sylvia’s place to test his luck before he wanted to farm for something good in a dungeon.

If his luck was good, he would farm wildly. If his luck was bad, he would spend money + farm wildly.

People couldn’t always be unlucky, right?

After the end of the God’s war, when “Demon King” officially entered the infrastructure construction phase, Sylvia, who became the high priestess, really disappeared. Even the function of testing luck was gone. The answer was always seclusion.

As a result, Yan Yunqing later forgot that he had the Sylvia card.

However, it was impossible to forget. After all, as soon as Yan Yunqing saw the decoration of this long corridor, he remembered the temple that Sylvia had asked the Demon King for after the establishment of the Eternal Empire.

Haha, how could he forget?

In the entire palace construction of the Eternal Empire, the most expensive was Sylvia’s temple. One temple was worth ten bedrooms of the Demon King. When the Demon King’s office hall was still a bare room, the temple had already been built beautifully.

The Demon King didn’t even have a refusal option!!! (The Demon King didn’t speak, but only smiled bitterly. JPG)

Yan Yunqing was deeply impressed by this temple that had once emptied his empire’s finances. He originally thought that Sylvia’s temple was built for the fallen God of Light. After all, she had once been a believer of the God of Light. However, there was not a single element of the God of Light inside.

Even the murals depicted the birth of the gods, the origin of life… It had a bit of the flavor of the Goddess of Life.

In short, Sylvia also belonged to the “rebel” in the Demon King’s team. The difference from the angel clan was that Theodore gave an order and the angel clan rebelled, while Sylvia waved her hand and was imprisoned by the tribesmen.

Although Yan Yunqing’s thoughts were chaotic, he seemed to have recalled many things, but in the dream, it was only a moment.

In his perspective, Sylvia, wearing a complex high priestess’s clothing, turned around and bowed slightly in his direction. She raised her head, opened her mouth, and shouted something.

Yan Yunqing didn’t hear it. The world seemed to have been muted.

Yan Yunqing: …?

What was going on? Not only was the dream out of his control, but it didn’t even let him hear a sound?

He immediately felt a little bored. At this moment, he could only see Sylvia seemed to say a few words to him, and judging from her expression, he should have responded something, but he couldn’t hear it, he couldn’t hear it at all.

There was no existence of this scene in his memory. Yan Yunqing felt that he had either forgotten it, or this was not his memory at all.

Or rather, it wasn’t his dream at all?

If he could see the lip shapes on both sides, maybe he could guess the content of the conversation based on the lip shapes, but how could he guess the content of the conversation if he could only see one person’s lip shape?

Yan Yunqing was a little helpless and could only watch Sylvia’s “performance” like watching a silent play.

She walked to a giant crystal ball. The crystal ball was half a person tall, and the heavy base made it level with Sylvia. She reached out and touched the crystal ball, closed her eyes, and seemed to be… prophesying?

Speaking of which, Sylvia’s crystal ball used to predict was not so big, right? When did she get such a big crystal ball? Did she secretly embezzle the Demon King’s treasury again?

So why didn’t Sylvia need the Demon King’s consent to use the Demon King’s treasury?

Was this polite?

Yan Yunqing watched her put her hand on the crystal ball, close her eyes, and open her mouth: “…”

“…”

“…”

He couldn’t hear it, he couldn’t hear it at all.

Just as Yan Yunqing was about to wander off to analyze how many gold coins from the Demon King’s treasury this luxurious dome of the temple had cost, a familiar sentence suddenly sounded in his ear.

“…War and disaster are coming, the world will be destroyed, and only the Sky Descendant can save everything.”

Yan Yunqing suddenly came back to his senses and looked at the High Priestess Sylvia.

Her eyebrows and eyes had a few points of divine compassion, looking particularly strange, but she was chanting the half-sentence prophecy that he had repeatedly heard since he transmigrated.

‘War and disaster are coming, the world will be destroyed, and only the Sky Descendant can save everything.’

At first, Yan Yunqing thought that the Sky Descendant in the prophecy referred to himself. After learning the specific time when the Sky Descendant would descend, and that the players would log in soon, he guessed that the Sky Descendant referred to the players.

The previous war and disaster were traceable, but he had never found the relationship between the destruction of the world and the Sky Descendant.

He hadn’t found the reason for the destruction of the world, and how the Sky Descendant would save it was also a problem. If he had to say, he felt that the appearance of the players was more likely to cause the destruction of the world.

Don’t underestimate the power of the Fourth Calamity!

He had always wanted to know the complete prophecy. However, Merlin, who had made a further interpretation of the prophecy, said that he didn’t know. Divick, Isabelle, Regus… none of the people who lived from that time to the present knew what the complete prophecy was, or where it came from.

The only clue he could give him was that Theodore, the head of the Demon King’s guard and archangel, might know something.

However, Yan Yunqing had been hesitant to go to Theodore because of the warning from the previous game. Who made his only blood-locking buff now come from Theodore’s feathers? If he was not careful, he might really kill himself.

This made Yan Yunqing still confused about the prophecy.

But this dream had cleared a little of the heavy fog in front of him. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration for Yan Yunqing to say that he suddenly understood.

Prophecy.

A prophecy that had spread for some unknown reason, but was very accurate.

Damn it, who had the ability to make this prophecy two thousand years later or even further, and spread the prophecy in the Eternal Empire, and was not stopped by Theodore, or even nipped in the cradle—who else could it be?

Wasn’t there only Sylvia left?!

As a fellow “rebel”, the relationship between Sylvia and Theodore could be described as good. If it was Sylvia who spread the prophecy, Theodore would not directly stop it. He would definitely go to Sylvia to ask her why.

Wait, then the dream he was in now—

Could it be Theodore’s memory?

Yan Yunqing’s eyes widened in an instant. Seeming to confirm his guess, the crystal ball in front of him converged its light, and a face that Yan Yunqing could never forget was reflected on the surface of the crystal ball.

Blonde hair, golden eyes, and a handsome and three-dimensional face like the sun god Apollo.

Besides the Archangel Theodore, who else could it be?

As Yan Yunqing’s guess became a reality, the originally quiet dream finally had more sounds.

“Is this your prophecy?” Theodore’s voice was still indifferent, with an unquestionable meaning, “Is this the reason why you are spreading rumors in the city?”

“Lord Theodore.” Sylvia sighed, “You also said that this is my prophecy. This is not a rumor.”

“Our world is extremely fragile, just like this crystal ball. It looks radiant and gorgeous, but it is like a flower in a mirror in the water. It breaks at the touch.”

Theodore’s voice was as calm as ever, but Yan Yunqing didn’t know why he heard a bit of impatience, “I don’t want to hear you say these prophecies. I just want to know the reason why you are spreading rumors.”

“Sylvia, do you want to shake the king’s rule?”

“Lord Theodore, can you use prophecy magic?” Sylvia asked a non-related question. She turned her eyes away and looked at the gorgeous and exquisite temple, with an unspeakable emotion in her eyes.

Theodore: …

Yan Yunqing could answer this. Theodore couldn’t. He was a guy who only knew how to fight. He was born without a brain, a natural fighting machine. Besides skills related to fighting, Theodore wouldn’t know anything else.

However, Yan Yunqing couldn’t speak in this dream, so the temple fell into silence because of Theodore’s silence. Yan Yunqing even felt embarrassed for Sylvia.

Sylvia didn’t think there was anything wrong. She said to herself, “When I was six years old, I could predict the fall of the gods. When I was thirty-six years old, I helped His Majesty predict one victory after another. I have predicted countless things.”

“Some good things have come true, and some bad things have been reversed by His Majesty. I used to think that His Majesty was the destiny. As long as His Majesty is there, then everything will not get worse.”

“But I have never predicted such a terrifying future, Lord Theodore.”

Sylvia turned her head, her deep black eyes looking straight at Theodore.

“This world will usher in destruction. No matter how I calculate, I can’t find a glimmer of hope.”