——Divination Skill (3-ring Spell).
Shawn learned his first real Prophetic Spell from the Crown, but the low-tier Prophetic Spells aren’t that useful. He can only use divination to predict fortune and misfortune, and cannot glimpse images of the future. Truly powerful Prophetic Spells can see events that have occurred in the past and events that may happen in the future.
Out of curiosity.
Shawn took out the staff left to him by Lady Hecate, the strange relic called ’Crossroads’, which he hadn’t used much because he simply couldn’t perform any Prophetic Spells before.
A slight tremor of mana.
As Shawn tossed out this bizarre staff, the primitive magic power began to stir, as if invisible opportunities were being disrupted and the direction of prophecy began to change.
"Teacher! Guide to a direction that brings good fortune!"
Shawn uttered his most powerful spell!
He would never fully trust everything Aemon said, moreover, Lady Hecate had always treated him quite well. Shawn felt, perhaps mistakenly, that Lady Hecate was trapped inside the Maze Library, as he rarely saw her outside of it.
This was sowhat like a Divine Spirit trapped inside its own Divine Kingdom.
Snap.
The staff Shawn had thrown began to tremble. Divination Skills generally predict fortune and misfortune, but this Crossroads relic seed to amplify the effects of Divination Skills.
It can guide in three directions: one for fortune, one for misfortune, and one for an indifferent outco.
"When using Prophetic Spells, you must rember one thing: you can occasionally pray for good luck, but you cannot always demand it to accompany you."
"Sotis, you even need to actively seek a stroke of bad luck."
"Because only then can you ensure your next Prophetic Spell will be more accurate." The teachings of Lady Hecate surfaced in his mind.
Opportunity is uncertain.
Fortune and misfortune are equivalent; having a bit of bad luck occasionally is fine, as long as good fortune is present at crucial monts.
Novices often cling to fortune, but veterans prefer regular misfortune.
"This is the balance of opportunity."
Shawn needed the favor of fortune now. Once he returned to a safe spot, bad luck could strike at any mont—even if it ant tripping on the road or losing his wallet to theft—it was fine. In this damned place, he truly couldn’t survive without good luck; his luck couldn’t afford to be even slightly bad.
The Crossroads fell.
It pointed Shawn to a direction on the edge of the Black Forest, near the plains on a small hill, specifically in the northeast direction.
"Will that direction bring good fortune?"
"Teacher."
"I leave it to you this ti!"
Shawn was deeply sincere at this mont.
He packed his things and took those Stone-blind Barbarians, preparing to exploration towards the direction indicated by the Crossroads.
These Stone-blind Barbarians were his minions, but they couldn’t be relied on at critical monts due to their low intelligence. The Stone-blind Barbarians were easy to control and could understand so simple commands. They were roughly equivalent to Level 1 Barbarians but lacked the full Extraordinary Essence. They were born with humanoid monster levels but couldn’t invoke frenzy. To promote them, Shawn would have to feed them Extraordinary Relics, but he wasn’t financially capable or inclined to cultivate them.
If they lose control, he’d have to clean up the ss himself.
This was a sowhat risky attempt because it was Shawn’s first ti using a Divination Skill. He decided to take his chances, mainly because he trusted Lady Hecate’s powers.
The relic she gave him surely had its uses, as the Butcher had already given Shawn such crucial high-tier relics. It wouldn’t make sense for the teacher, as a Death Demigod, to give Shawn a useless garbage relic.
"Goddess of Fortune, love one more ti."
Shawn commanded those Stone-blind Barbarians to clear the path ahead, while he himself was always ready to enter the Invisible State.
A caster should always prioritize survival first.
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Purgatory City.
This is one of the seven Witch King Cities in the Bizarre Realm, a chaotic and evil place like Abyss City.
Aemon’s figure slowly walked into a grand and magnificent palace.
At the top of the palace was a extrely bewitching and beautiful female figure, lying languidly on her luxurious throne, with a blood-red tattoo on her exposed, fair arms. On both sides of the palace stood many imnsely powerful evil demon guards, so even hailing from the Otherworld souls in Asura Purgatory.
"Aemon! What a rare guest!" The bewitching woman on the throne rose to welco.
Aemon showed a slight smile, ignoring the woman’s seductive beauty, calmly saying, "I’ve co to borrow sothing from you."
The bewitching woman raised her eyebrows at his words and asked, "Borrow what? I heard you recently went to Thousand Faces Valley."
Aemon responded politely, "I want to borrow your Crown of Mind."
The bewitching woman furrowed her brows, gazing at Aemon in front of her saying, "Crown of Mind? What do you want it for? Is soone under your command destined to ascend the Mind Path? Or is soone about to cross-path ascend?"
Aemon’s smile vanished, calmly saying, "Don’t bother asking more about that. Will you lend it to or not?"
The entire palace fell into silence.
Suddenly, the bewitching woman chuckled lightly and said, "Lend? Of course, I’ll lend it. How could I refuse when the Abyssal Lord opens his mouth?"
"However."
"You have to answer one question for , to ease so doubts I’ve had recently."
Aemon frowned slightly, asking, "What question?"
The bewitching woman curiously stood up, overlooking Aemon, her condescending attitude seemingly proving her dominance, but Aemon was unmoved. She softly queried, "What are you planning by disrupting the reality world?"
"Is it just to cause trouble for them?"
Aemon calmly replied, "Of course not, I’m doing it to open a door."
Open a door?
The bewitching woman asked in confusion, "Open a door? They won’t agree, too many people would die. Those old bones might not have the courage to take such a risk."
Aemon smiled, "There’s a saying in the East: ’Price increase where you stand, bargain where you live.’"
"Moreover, who said I’m opening a door to the reality world?"
The bewitching woman was stunned at those words, incredulously asking, "Then where are you opening a door to?"
Aemon calmly uttered four words: "Bottomless Abyss!!!"
It was like a bolt of thunder.
The bewitching woman was montarily stunned, incredulously saying, "Bottomless Abyss? Impossible! The door path has long been sealed."
Aemon responded calmly, "How would you know it won’t work without trying?"
"Ancient Elves can open a teleportation gate to the Distant Universe, why can’t we open a teleportation gate to the Bottomless Abyss?"
"Those Demons are probably tired of fighting the Abyssal Blood War all the ti."
"Even creating a rift in the gray mist would let them swarm in, just to give sothing for the naless entities in the Bizarre Realm to enjoy."
The bewitching woman fixed her gaze on Aemon, seemingly judging the truth of his words.
After a long introspection, she slowly said, "If you truly plan to do this, count in."
Aemon nodded, "The plan has just begun."
"I’m still missing the most important key, and it’s on a very important person."
"Without him, no one can obtain the third Door Key."
The bewitching woman asked gravely, "Do you really have the confidence to open the Gate of the Otherworld for the second ti?"
Aemon replied calmly, "Maybe other places are difficult, but there’s a great chance in the Bottomless Abyss. It’s the land of extre chaos, the door to all possibilities!"
"I’ve ascended to beco the Abyssal Lord."
"As long as the condition for the ritual is fulfilled, I can summon the ’Will of the Abyss’ to descend!"
"It will be interested in the Bizarre Realm."
The bewitching woman seed surprised by Aemon’s insane plan, murmuring, "Aren’t you afraid that the Will of the Abyss will also be twisted into sothing akin to an Otherworld God from the past?"
Aemon calmly replied, "That’s the Will of the Abyss, not so random Otherworld God."
"If it were so easily twisted, the Bottomless Abyss wouldn’t exist."
"Besides."
"You wouldn’t think those entities from the past are crazier than the Will of the Abyss, would you? You greatly underestimate the power of the Bottomless Abyss!"
"Otherworld souls have their own ways to solve problems."
"Those natives are too weak."
The bewitching woman seed convinced by Aemon in front of her. She gently raised a slender, fair finger, and soon a Banshee Maiden brought over a completely sealed Blood Box.
Aemon reached out to accept it and said politely, "Thank you."
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