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Chapter 808 Return

The Son of Fire lived up to expectations and quietly invited the prophet.

This prophet is a top-secret figure of the Fire Elves, and he is still sleeping. Since he cannot ride a horse or a carriage, the Son of Fire asked the eight young priests who had not returned to carry a load of divine rockets and drive them away, pretending to transport the divine fire. In fact, the prophet was brought here from the deepest part of the mountain behind the clan’s land.

Originally, when he received the mission, he was to invite the prophet to "come" here. From a literal point of view, it seemed that he should ask the prophet to come over soberly, or at least to come surrounded by horses and chariots. However, the Son of Fire discovered that there was no way to do it until he arrived. Unexpectedly, he could not wake up the prophet at all, so he simply ignored it and loaded the sleeping prophet into a sedan chair, covered it tightly, and transported it over like a cargo.

He left the others outside and carried the prophet in alone. He saw that everyone inside still maintained the same posture as before, staring at the fire intently. Everyone looked very tired, their eyes were bloodshot, and even their hair They were all redder than usual, and the atmosphere seemed very anxious, as if a spark falling at any time could ignite the entire holy fire.

After he came in, the old man's eyes moved slightly and said: "Hui is back? Did you invite the prophet?" When he spoke, only his eyes were moving, and his whole body remained motionless, maintaining the state of exerting all his strength. Except for him, no one else even moved their eyes, seemingly unable to be distracted at all.

Huo Zihui was a little worried. The situation seemed to be more troublesome than before he left. It couldn't be really bad, right? But he could only say first: "I have invited the prophet, but she is still sleeping, and I can't wake her up."

The old man gave a rare smile and said: "Of course you can't wake her up. What if you can wake her up? She can't hold on here. Come on, please invite her out." Hui agreed and left. The sedan that was still tightly packed was dismantled on the spot, revealing a lying figure.

She was a red-haired woman. The color of her hair was as bright red as that of the Fire Spirit Tribe. It could even be said that the red was more pure, like the brightest flame. However, her facial features and figure were completely human. In the human world, , she should be regarded as a beauty that will captivate the whole country. Now her eyes are closed, covered with long eyelashes, her complexion is like snow, and her red hair is like clouds, like peony flowers in deep sleep.

Hui stared at her. He was not deceived by beauty. To be honest, this prophet's appearance was definitely not in line with the aesthetics of the fire elf tribe. If nothing else, he just said that her eyes were too small. She doesn't even have one-third of the eyes of an average Fire Elf woman, so how could Hui be able to see her?

He was just thinking about the legend of the prophet who was said to have been born with the bear god. When the ancestors of the ancient fire elves discovered the holy fire, she hired Tingting to step out of the flames, and then showed the powerful power of words and actions. She was clearly a messenger of God, and eventually became the prophet of the fire elves.

However, only a few people know this legend. Even those who know have never seen the prophet. Fortunately, they have not seen her. If ordinary people saw her, they might not be able to accept that such an important figure in their own clan is actually a foreigner. A tribesman, right?

The prophet was helped up and sat beside the fire. He looked like a sculpture at first, but before he knew it, like a frozen person warmed by the fire, he gradually regained consciousness, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and the eyes under his eyelids began to move slightly.

Is she going to wake up?

Hui swallowed, a little nervous.

The old man said: "Hui, please go out first."

The Son of Fire was a little regretful, but since the elder had spoken, he could only stand up. At this time, the Supreme Elder's head above said: "You let him stay. He should be slowly involved in many things. Otherwise, he will be dead after three months." How can you stand alone?"

Hui saluted excitedly and sat back down.

The head on top called out: "Prophet, Prophet, wake up quickly, it's the last moment."

Hui Xin thought: Huh? Is it okay to just shout like this?

But maybe this was the principle of the world that he didn't know. After the Supreme Elder shouted a few times, the prophet actually opened his eyes. But Hui couldn't be sure if she was awake, because he couldn't see whether there were eyes under the eyelashes, he could only see a light, which seemed to be water.

It was as if there was only haziness under his eyes.

"Ah, here we come." The prophet lowered his eyes and spoke in a low voice.

This sound is very beautiful, like the oriole coming out of the valley or the blue stone releasing jade. It sounds pleasant in a universal sense, even the fire elves find it pleasant. After hearing this, Hui felt that she no longer looked so weird.

Moreover, this is a very pure language of the Fire Elves, without any weird noise. Just listening to the sound, Hui would think it was a beautiful girl from the tribe, and he would agree with it even more.

Others were shocked: This prophet actually took the initiative to speak? !

You know, the prophet is a very special existence. There is still a debate within the clan as to whether she is a "human" or not.

Even though she is not a human being, her appearance is absolutely the same as that of a living person. She can speak, move, and even cry and laugh. But if she were a human being, she had no active reaction. She can speak, but only when others ask her to speak. Once she speaks it, it will be shocking. She can move, but barely, and she won't follow other people's instructions. She doesn't move very much like a statue, and she only behaves inexplicably sometimes.

She can't eat or excrete, and it's hard to see how she maintains her life. She hardly takes any action, but the Fire Elf tribe recognizes that she contains powerful and magical power.

Those elders who did not think she was a human had put forward a point: she might be some kind of powerful creation, imitating human creation, or it might be the means of God, so she looked human but not human.

Although she was so strange, she had shown abilities that were beneficial to the Fire Elves, and everyone still offered her up.

Now, she actually took the initiative to speak, and the Supreme Patriarch had not yet asked. The few words "coming" may be used as a greeting to others to indicate that they have arrived, but the prophet will not have this awareness. She will not tell boring lies. These few words must be There is a deeper meaning. In the past, if the prophet said a word, the Fire Elves would have to study it for a whole day and extend it into ten thousand words. At this time, they naturally brainstormed wildly. The Supreme Elder continued: "Prophet, we are in trouble sealing the Holy Fire. What do you think we should do?"

The prophet's eyes widened a bit, and he could finally see the pair of unfocused, ruby-like eyes in his eyes.

"I'll go in."

"what?"

This time it wasn't that he was vague, but it was so clear that everyone was stunned.

The prophet took the initiative to stand up from the ground. He was much taller than the average fire spirit tribesman, and several seated elders could barely reach her knees. Even a little panicked.

Since this prophet came to the Fire Elves, his power has been declining. Think about it, she doesn't eat or drink, and her prediction consumes her strength. She can only get out but not get in. How can it last? Therefore, her strength has weakened more and more over the years, and she will fall into a long sleep after saying one or two words. Even when she couldn't wake up at the end, the Supreme Elder judged at that time that the next time she woke up, she would almost sleep forever.

When she moved like this, several elders were even more surprised.

I thought it would end when he woke up again and said a few words or made some actions, but why was she still moving?

The elders who came first could not help but think of a saying: this prophet came from the holy fire, and the reason why he continued to decline was that he was too far away from the holy fire. If she had been allowed to return to the Holy Fire, she might have recovered a long time ago.

However, it is impossible for everyone to take risks. Who knows what will happen if she goes back? The holy fire is too important to the fire elves, but the prophet is not that important. How can you risk the holy fire for the prophet?

It can also be seen from this point that the belief of the Fire Spirit tribe is different from that of other tribes. If compared to other tribes, the prophet is the messenger of God. On the one hand, she will not be isolated from the Holy Fire, and on the other hand, she will not be separated from the Holy Fire. It will prevent a divine messenger from returning to the embrace of God.

But having just encountered such a danger, the Supreme Elder broke the usual tacit understanding and allowed the prophet to see the holy fire. Now the prophet is about to walk into the holy fire. Do you want to stop it?

But even if they have this idea at this time, everyone is already under great pressure. The suction power of the middle cover and the holy fire inside is too fierce. It is not easy for everyone to persist now. How can they free their hands to stop the prophet's activities?

Let go and fall short?

Then why did you call the prophet?

In the end, it was the Supreme Priest who made the decision: "Don't act rashly! Let her go! The prophet has never harmed the interests of our clan since he was born, and the decisions she made are all good. I believe it will be the same this time. Same, she won't hurt us."

When I said this, it was actually a bit of a helpless push, but it was always the truth and made the other elders feel at ease for the time being. They watched as the Prophet walked toward the fire.

At first she walked as she had before, each step as precise as measured by a ruler, unlike the steps of a living person. But gradually she walked more and more briskly, and vivid expressions gradually appeared on her calm to indifferent face. It was joy, longing, nostalgia, love...all kinds of positive emotions intertwined together, making people feel hopeful. expression.

Although they were of different races, several elders of the Fire Elf Tribe could also be affected by her emotions and couldn't help but feel better. However, at the same time, their rationality gave them the feeling that something was wrong.

Seeing the prophet arriving in front of the cover, several elders were hopeful: if there was a solid barrier blocking her, she would definitely not be able to get in, and this would not be possible! See what else can be done?

But the next moment, they were horrified. The prophet's hand had already reached into the cover and touched the holy fire. The seemingly airtight barrier outside had no effect.

She touched the fire and said softly: "I'm here, I'm finally back."

At this time, a pair of eyes opened in the flames and met her eyes: "You are back! Welcome back!"

However, is Tang Zhao really on board? He is becoming more and more elusive now. What is he doing?

(End of this chapter)