I play prophet in Salvation Organization

Brother Long took two steps forward and stood still a few meters away from Song Qingci.

He pressed his hands forward, and said cautiously and excitedly: "You are the girl who came together before, right?"

Pointing to where Song Qingci was, Brother Long said bluntly: "Don't press it down, absolutely don't press it down! Once you press this button, the monster that is bound in this place will break free completely!"

As he spoke, he waved his arms: "I came here earlier, so I know what's going on here. The female reporter with me, because she pressed this button, was given by the monster below." Snatched away, tied to a gigantic pillar, burned with fire on one side and frozen with ice on the other!"

Brother Long said sincerely: "You probably also heard a woman tell you that you can leave this world after pressing this button? In fact, this is false! Once you press it, you will help the monster step by step Get out of trouble! I managed to press this button back before, if you press it again now, then we will no longer be able to lock the guy below!"

Listening to Brother Long's words, Song Qingci didn't say anything, but hovered over the button with his hand, as if thinking about something.

Over there, Brother Long probably saw Song Qingci's hesitation, and then said while the iron was hot: "I can be sure that there must be some secrets in this world. Just like you, I was also kidnapped by those monsters." But at that time, because their attention was on the female reporter, they didn't pay much attention to me, so I also heard some news..."

Looking at Song Qingci, the dragon forehead said seriously: "It is said that the reason why the monsters who command these people are looking for human women is because there is a traitor in our team! And that traitor is the woman they are looking for !"

This time, Song Qingci finally spoke: "A traitor?"

Withdrawing her hand, she looked at Brother Long: "Since he is the other party's traitor, why is the other party looking for someone like this? If you know the name of that person, wouldn't it be good to contact him directly?"

Touching the back of his head, Brother Long was also a little dazed: "This... I don't know very well. However, I heard that it seems that the 'traitor' doesn't know that he is a 'traitor'..."

"She is the half body of a certain monster," Long Ge said, "She is connected to the spirit of that monster without knowing it, so she leaked the information..."

After a brief deduction, Brother Long said eagerly: "In short, I speculate that there may be even greater secrets about these monsters in this world. If we can find these secrets, then we may be able to escape from this world. Instead of being swallowed by this trap!"

As he spoke, he pointed to the table in the distance and said with certainty.

Facing his words, Song Qingci nodded noncommittally.

She looked up and glanced at the sky from outside the hall door.

At this moment, the sky was so gloomy that it turned gray, as if rust-like corrosion spread all over the sky, dyeing everything into an indifferent blue.

After a while, Song Qingci turned to look at Brother Long.

"You said you came here too?" She said casually, "Can you tell me how you got here?"

Brother Long was slightly taken aback when asked this question: "How did it come here... I was taken to this place after being attacked..."

After receiving this answer, Song Qingci showed a faint smile: "Really?"

She pointed to the brick floor of this world: "This is the middle world free from time and space, and it is the base of denial stripped of matter and spirit. The owner of this land is staring at it, and there is no other way to enter it."

Looking at Brother Long, Song Qingci showed a playful smile: "And you, Mr. Chen, one is not in the weakest link in this world, and the other is not favored by Ms. Pale, how did you cross the fog and step into this world?" A realm of ignorance?"

Brother Long frowned subconsciously: "What are you talking about...Of course you came in with that female reporter..."

However, before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Song Qingci: "Is that so?"

Spreading his hands, Song Qingci smiled and said, "In this case, I want to ask you a question."

"Can you tell me what your name is?" Song Qingci said with a smile, "Your real name, Mr. Chen, is the code name that was given and registered after birth."

Real name...

The expression on Brother Long's face was a bit strange: "Now is the time to struggle with this kind of problem, and it's not important!"

Standing opposite him, Song Qingci's smile gradually subsided: "Of course this is very important."

She said casually: "Of course you won't say your name, because you don't know. To you, this man is a mere blank. You will never say his name—because the Prophet It is not omniscient, and things that have not appeared, in any case, cannot be known in advance.”

"In other words, the person who told you the prophecy didn't tell you all the details," Song Qingci smiled silently, "That's right, after all, the fog of fate is hard to see, and the ripples of time There are ever-changing things, even people in the middle of the situation dare not say that they have seen through everything."

"To apply the saying of the past sages, it is impossible for people to step into the same river. Although the meaning of this sentence is a little narrow here, its true meaning is quite appropriate. The so-called fate is the same, there is never a fixed future , even if we saw through the twists and turns of time in advance, it is just a little more information collected, that's all."

She took two steps forward, the sound of her boots stomping on the ground was calm and elegant, until she landed on the highest round table.

Holding the highest point in the room with both hands, Song Qingci glanced at Brother Long with a half-smile: "Actually, this so-called 'poor' doesn't mean much to me, because in my eyes, your disguise It's as conspicuous as a gray wolf with a goat's hide."

She snapped her fingers: "After all, the half-decayed breath of death on your body cannot be covered up by a simple disguise anyway. This kind of wisp, which is more foul than the pure breath of death, lingers around you and exudes it all the time. Disgustingly filthy and rancid."

"At least this is the only thing I can't mistake." She had a smile on her face, but there was no smile in her eyes, "Miss Hela."

After hearing this sentence.

Brother Long, who was still drooping his shoulders, raised his head and glanced at Song Qingci.

"Who are you?" she said.

Although this is an interrogative sentence, both parties are very clear that this is just an explanation and supplementary explanation... a declarative sentence!

Facing Brother Long's inquiry, Song Qingci spread out his hands: "The answer is already obvious."

She bowed towards Brother Long to pay tribute, her posture was decent and flawless: "I haven't covered my face, of course it can be said that it has been a long time, ma'am."

"I'm the one you're hiding, and the one you're after," Song Qingci said with a smile, "As for the address, I believe no one knows better than you what to call me, right?"

Listen to Song Qingci's words.

A trace of coldness flashed across Brother Long's face.

"Are you...the prophet?" he began, with no emotion in his tone.

After clapping his hands, Song Qingci smiled and said, "The answer is correct, or half of it is correct. If the full score is one hundred, I am willing to give you ten!"

Pointing to his own head, Song Qingci said calmly: "I can say that I am the person you think, or I can say that I am not. Because right now, this is just a false memory fragment, a seed planted in advance. "

"The me now is just a 'hint' planted in this individual's mind a few hours ago," she said softly, "so strictly speaking, the person you are facing right now is actually that girl."

How can it be? !
The moment he heard this sentence, Long Ge's eyes were a little unbelievable: "This is... a psychological hint?! This is impossible!"

He said quickly: "Even if it's a psychological hint, you feel like a real person to me now! If it's a psychological hint, at least it's the use of the 'soul' level, and the soul..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Qingci helped him and said, "The law of the soul is now in the hands of Hermes, right?"

She looked at Brother Long, smiled and said, "That's right, this really doesn't involve the level of the soul. But in fact, it's very simple to do all of this..."

Song Qingci's face gradually calmed down, and his tone began to be indifferent: "Because I just know in advance what words will come out of your mouth, what kind of movements your body will have, and then give this'seed ' In color, that's enough."

"Like now, if I'm not wrong, it's about half an hour after the battle broke out?" Song Qingci said, "But in fact, the time I'm saying this now is actually twenty hours ago , the location is a dark and damp basement."

"So, the current situation is actually more like the 'past'," Song Qingci said, pointing to Brother Long, "a dialogue with the 'future'. I am the past, and you are the future."

This is impossible!

Brother Long was once again skeptical.

No one knows better than he what a so-called "prophet" really is.

Just like what this girl said before, time is constantly changing, and fate also leads to different results as time changes.Therefore, even the guy from the past dare not say that he has complete control over the future.

One sentence or one look can make the original future completely different from the previous one. Although the prediction has a similar "causal relationship" connection, no matter how it changes, the observed future is no different from the predicted one.But the prophet is the biggest variable, once involved in it, it may lead to deviations from the original future.

To put it simply, the prophet can see a certain future, and no matter how the future changes, it will be seen by the prophet in the end.But if the prophet himself intervenes, because he is the most uncertain factor, the future may not be the same as the original.

Therefore, once the person who predicts the future gets involved in the fate, the waves of stirring up are completely beyond the reach of the prophet!

And now, the guy on the other side actually told Brother Long that she just predicted her reaction in advance and answered accordingly? !
It's hard for Long Ge to believe this kind of thought that almost violates Long Ge's values.

And that person probably also guessed Long Ge's thoughts, so he shook his head and showed a calm smile: "You probably think it's strange."

"But it doesn't matter." She spread her hands, "Fate is not something you people can understand, just like me, it is difficult to explain it completely."

"But one thing is certain."

Standing on the round table, Song Qingci looked at Brother Long with a smile that was not a smile: "You knew all our directions in advance, not because of some traitor, but because of the 'prophecy'."

"Hundreds of years ago, there was a person who predicted today's situation and gave you information and intelligence," Song Qingci said with a smile, "That's why we were completely exposed—because hundreds of years ago , today’s situation is scheduled.”

"But one thing is different, that is, it is only possible to book the 'first time', and there is no way to book the 'second time'."

Snapping his fingers, Song Qingci's voice was very soft: "The person hundreds of years ago knew my first thought, but it was impossible to know the second one. Because of this, it is necessary to superimpose foresight, and he greatly Chances are it won’t do that.”

"So right now, it's time to release the second one."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and slammed the button directly under the table!

In the next second, the button that was smashed down made a "squeak", and the light instantly brightened!
After a while, waves of yellow sand gathered in this space, directly blocking up the originally empty battle hall, and there was only a piece of dry yellow mud and sand in sight!

This is? !
Looking at the scene in front of him, Long Ge's eyes flashed with horror.

Among the yellow sand, Song Qingci's voice was still clearly audible: "Is this the truth about the sandstorm in Xinhai City?"

"A... dragon?" She said with a faint smile, "Interesting, very interesting."

with her voice.

In the next second, the slender monster that was still locked in the ground suddenly jumped out of the round table, and directly blasted the empty table into pieces of wood!

These pieces of wood stabbed not far away like sharp arrows, pierced the ground like feathers, each with an unrivaled momentum, and many even pierced through the hard marble floor tiles!

A moment later.

Among the rising yellow sand, a slender figure looms behind the clouds, its tail stirs the blue-gray clouds above its head, and rises curlingly.

This state lasted for about three seconds.

Three seconds later, the blue-gray sky, as if being cut open by a needle, revealed a bright light.

It was a symbol of the slender monster breaking through this space and letting in the sunlight from the outside world!