"Qua!"

The nighthawk flew up, but the teacher fell down on his back...

"teacher!"

Jixiangtian rushed into the altar of Guanming desperately. She looked at the nighthawks that were getting farther and farther away in grief. Is this God's will? Even the dying prophecy of the greatest prophet, with the light curtain of fate, failed to allow the teacher to tell the key to the future.

The light of the gift of fate on the teacher was slowly dissipating. At this moment, the teacher suddenly opened his eyes again, and the gift of fate that was dissipating suddenly disappeared rapidly. This was the teacher's last secret method, giving her the chance to say the last sentence. She grabbed Jixiangtian's wrist with force: "My child, no, I have to tell anyone... only you can find the key and win the chance for our clan..."

The words were not finished, but the gift of fate had dissipated completely. The teacher reluctantly spread his hand holding Jixiangtian tightly.

In the end, I couldn't tell the key.

Jixiangtian knew that it was not that the teacher didn’t say it, but that he could not. The nighthawk, the abnormal dissipation speed given by fate, was a warning from God’s will. If you go against the sky, maybe the disaster will come faster and more violently, and even the first goal is the entire Eight Tribes...

If the teacher doesn't say it, he can only rely on himself to discover it from the words and words that the teacher has already said.

The only thing that is certain is that within seven years, all natural disasters will come... Whether it is the eight tribes and humans living on the mainland, or the sea tribes in the deep sea, they will be involved.

And the beginning will be Aurora City...

Therefore, after receiving Kalida's invitation, Jixiangtian came to the Rose Temple without any hesitation. Since humans are a glimmer of hope, the key that the teacher said is most likely in the hands of humans.

But Jixiangtian has been in the Rose Hall for more than half a year. She has collected countless information, regardless of the size, and personally visited Keropos, the greatest prophet of the Blade League. The discussion with Keropos has benefited Jixiangtian a lot, but she is even more confused. Keropos is definitely a great prophet with powerful strength, but even he has no inspiration for the disasters in a few years. Keropos believes that there will be no major changes in the world in the next ten years.

Not to mention finding the "key" that the teacher said, there is no clue at all when the teacher predicts the end of the world.

Now, she has come to Aurora City and has been with humans for several months, but has made no achievements.

What to do? Could it be that the teacher’s prediction was wrong?

The idle people quickly cleared the scene, and the surroundings suddenly became much quieter. Mo Tong stared at Wang Feng with his eyes wide open. He simply wondered if he was mentally confused.

Wang Feng, who has always been most afraid of death, doesn’t run away? Is this spider-woman monster related to him?

Mo Tong looked at Wang Feng and the female spider, and suddenly realized it and nodded repeatedly.

Look at that spider monster, no matter how many monsters are, you can't ignore clothes. I feel embarrassed to look at it. As expected, I am as sexy as Wang Feng. If these two people are not relatives, no one can believe them!

Nagaro in the field was not in a hurry at all. Her body was still changing slightly. Her upper body became more and more full, and her spider legs became thicker. What was even more special was the top of her head, where countless slender limbs, like spider legs, grew densely, and were erect and drooping to the back of her head. There was a black electric current that kept shining, just like her hair!
Chapter completed!