Night Raven Master

Chapter 134 The Eye of the Future
This giant eye looks crystal clear, not like a living thing, but like some kind of magic prop.
The icy gaze made Art immobilized, no, it made the creature with the perspective of Art immobile.

And at this moment, the direction of the giant eye's gaze changed slightly.

Creepy feeling.

But Yate somehow felt that the giant eye was looking at him!
That icy stare chilled Arter to the bone, making him want to leave quickly.

However, at this moment, a voice sounded.

"Wait a minute." Alan's jerky voice sounded, and then gradually became fluent, "Sir Crawford."

!!!

Yate was horrified, what's going on! ?Could it be that I have fallen into a trap! ?Why! ?One's own strength does not need such a trap at all
"Relax, Sir Crawford." The voice spread from the giant eye, "Edgeworth didn't prepare a trap, and he didn't know about it, and I have no ill will toward you."

"I know, with your personality, you won't believe my words, then..."

"Let me just tell you about the situation." The steady, neutral voice carried a reassuring force, and Art gradually calmed down.

"This is the Phantom World, the phantom of the world, you can think of it as a garbage dump for waste disposal." The crystal clear eyes cast the realization around, "And I am one of the abnormal things born here."

"It can't be said that I was born. It should be said that I didn't actually 'exist'. It can also be said that I have died, as you like."

The voice slowly said: "In the time you are in, I have completely disappeared. Everyone thinks that I was erased by the world because I disobeyed the will of the world, but in essence, this is not the case."

"Or, whether I disobeyed its will, it is completely useless. The cause of my death is because I interfered with time. I simply don't have enough strength to interfere with time, and I don't have the strength to bear the feedback brought about by interference. As a person who interferes with time As a result, it was wiped to pieces by the power of time."

"In the era when you appeared, I have completely disappeared, and I can only talk to you through this method. The me who is here now only knows some things about the future."

"I am a remnant of the last 'epic era', a failed rebel. I did not disappear like other losers, but I can only linger on like this. I can only live in the past time and cannot escape."

"Epic era?" Art thought with some doubts.

"What do you want to say? By the way, I forgot, you can't communicate with me." The voice of the giant eye suddenly paused, as if smiling, "You add some titles before the words you communicate with me, 'Eye of the Future ', I can sense your thoughts."

"Your Excellency Eye of the Future, what is the Epic Age?" Yate was wary and puzzled.

"Epic era. Ten thousand years ago in your era, the era when the wizard empire was established and disintegrated." Juyan explained, "In this era, dozens of powerful figures who reached the peak of the world appeared, and within a thousand years, they reached the peak of the world." It has reached a quantity that has not existed in the past ten thousand years or 10 years."

"Wars, disasters, chaos, destruction, rise, countless major events occurred in the same era, and after the final 'victory', they were sung in people's mouths. However, in such an era, the team is just weak , a sad drama."

"And our character is a member of this sad drama. We are unwilling to accept the fate of being manipulated, so we try our best to resist."

"However, the vast majority of people failed. The losers died in the epic era. Except for the fragments that I used to survive in the past, they all died completely, and the rest did not succeed. They still haven't been able to escape the resistance."

Art silently listened to the other party's self-narration.

He can probably understand what the other party means—the strong man in front of him who can interfere with time and has the means to avoid death by retaining fragments of the past cannot resist success.

Moreover, such an era is coming again. And I am one of them?
"Then, Your Excellency Eye of the Future, how do you know that I am one of them? Your prophecy spell?"

"Although I have predicted you, I am not the real prophet." Juyan explained, "Although I have predicted fragments of the future, it is not detailed enough. The real prophet is the only one who successfully resisted."

"Emperor of the Glory Empire." The voice of the giant eye spread, "He is the only one who successfully resisted, and many prophecies were left by him before he left."

"Emperor of the Glory Empire." Yate pondered, "Your Excellency Eye of the Future, do you think it is credible?"

Something didn't feel right to him.

However, the reaction of the Eye of the Future also exceeded his expectations:
"So what if it's credible, so what if it's not? That's the only way. We can't think of any other way, and we don't know of any other way."

There was a trace of sadness in the voice of the Eye of the Future: "If you don't resist, you can only be a puppet. There is at least a glimmer of hope for resistance."

"Sir Cloredo, if you can, please try to resist and not become a puppet of the world."

"These things are my last gift. If one day, you can escape, please don't forget to come back and bring me out of the cage."

The voice of the giant eye gradually faded and became indistinct.

Art's perspective also slowly disappeared and changed.

The white vision continued to blur and dissipate.

Finally, only a patch of red remained in Art's field of vision.

A huge, crystal-clear wave the size of a mountain rushed towards Yate, and the red color like a meteor fell from the sky, and countless memories poured into Yate's spiritual sea.

At the same time, a poem sung by an unknown person sounded:

"The neglected cubs are biting this world woven by cruelty and lies."

"The black crow fighting against the cold fog is whispering a song of madness."

"And the raven whispers the song of madness."

"This continent is an orchard in full bloom, with ripe, delicious and juicy fruits."

"Crows fly in the moonlight, storms roar with ice and snow."

"He knew the news was coming."

"The kingdom will vanish, and even the devil will perish."

In the Phantom Realm, the crystal-clear giant eyes looked at the unchanging behemoth in front of him, and slowly retreated and disappeared:

"I hope you succeed, Sir Crawford."

The white mist gradually filled the void left by its disappearance.

(End of this chapter)