My Avatar is Becoming the Ultimate BOSS Chapter 665 - 373: Prophet, The Truth Behind the World’s Des

Ji Minghuan and the Prophet were sitting together at the top of the Moon, the Prophet quietly staring into the depths of the universe, while Ji Minghuan looked around, occasionally reaching out to touch the pitted surface of the Moon, which was so cold that it made him shiver.

"Did you see it?" the Prophet suddenly asked.

"See what?"

"So things that will happen," the Prophet said softly.

Ji Minghuan was slightly taken aback and looked at the Prophet.

Following the Prophet’s gaze, he looked toward the west side of the Moon, in the direction of the Earth. But Ji Minghuan was slightly confused; he did not see a blue planet there.

Instead, he saw giant black snakes.

At this mont, thousands of giant snakes writhed in the universe, almost forming a massive, black sphere.

But looking closely, one could see they were not snakes at all, but huge belts. They orbited a blue planet, consuming its every corner.

"Restraint belts?"

Ji Minghuan stared at the wriggling black sphere and almost blurted out.

"Yes, those are restraint belts, and what they surround," the Prophet said softly, "is the Earth."

The two suddenly stopped talking.

They quietly watched as the planet was devoured. In the end, the sated black restraint belts spread into the universe in all directions, heading toward distant places, entangling more and more celestial bodies.

Only the Moon beneath them escaped the fate.

"What’s going on?" Ji Minghuan asked softly, "Is this the scene you predicted? Did I destroy the world?"

"I lied to you."

"What the hell?"

"This is not sothing that will happen, but rather... sothing that happened in the past." As the Prophet said this, he slowly removed the layers of gauze bandaging his face, revealing a delicate face.

Ji Minghuan, who had been focused on the restraining belts dancing in the universe, glanced at this scene from the corner of his eye, then slowly turned his head to look at the other person’s face.

And what appeared before him was a distinctly Asian boy’s face.

The other looked about 13 to 14 years old, with dark eyes, pale skin, and a decent nose bridge.

But what was strange was, no one in the world could be more familiar with this face than Ji Minghuan. Whether it was the facial outline or the features... everything was so familiar, as if he had seen it a thousand, a hundred tis.

No, rather to say, it was completely...

Himself, a year or two older.

Ji Minghuan’s pupils slightly contracted.

Silence lingered between the two for a long ti, with Ji Minghuan staring blankly at the other’s face, as if looking into a mirror.

"You are..."

After a mont, he opened his mouth but could not squeeze out any words from his throat.

However, a terrifying thought was exploding in his mind.

His thoughts scattered like a ball of yarn rolling off a table, endlessly spreading forward, until in the end, only trails of thread sprawled across the blank world.

Finally, the Prophet’s voice broke this emptiness.

"Let reintroduce myself," he said, "Restricted Level 1001, this is the codena given to by the Salvation Society, and it is the na I am using now."

"So it really is you."

"You probably guessed it too," the Prophet said.

"Why?"

"The reason was told from the beginning, you would destroy the world," the Prophet said.

"But why would I do that?"

At this mont, the scene before them suddenly changed, no longer on a deserted planet but rather in an empty cinema.

Ji Minghuan and the Prophet were sitting in the audience seats of a movie theater, with popcorn in his left hand and a canned ice cola in his right.

On the movie screen, a docuntary was being played, showing a living room brimming with the sll of fireworks.

"What is this?" Ji Minghuan looked up at the familiar living room, "Gu Wenyu’s ho?"

The Prophet remained silent.

On the huge movie screen, six people were shown dining at a table, and a white-haired girl stood out among them.

Ji Minghuan recognized all six, one of them was himself, and another was Kong Youling.

As for the other four...

"In the original tiline, you and Kong Youling were adopted by the sa family."

"Adopted?"

The Prophet nodded, "Yes, the family that adopted you always had four people. The mother was nad Su Ying, the father was nad Gu Zhuo Case, they had a son and a daughter; the son was nad Gu Qiye, and the daughter was nad Su Zimai."

He paused: "In that tiline, the destruction of the Old Jingmai District did not happen on May 15, 2015, but on May 15, 2021, which is a year from now."

"What kind of nonsense are you saying?" Ji Minghuan murmured.

The Prophet continued speaking to himself, "On May 15, 2021, before that, it was still an ordinary, happy family. Gu Zhuo Case was just an ordinary office worker; Su Ying had long distanced herself from the Exorcist family and severed ties with her father; Gu Qiye had not awakened his superpowers, he excelled in school and got into the top university; Su Zimai was also studying diligently, ranking top in the local high school."

He fell silent for a mont, "With your help, Kong Youling secretly concealed her Spirit superpower, pretending to be a normal child; at that ti, you were just an ordinary 13-year-old kid."

Ji Minghuan was stunned.

"But on May 15, 2021, in the Old Jingmai District, the Father of Puppets from the Salvation Society released the ’Star Caller’, destroying the Old Jingmai District, accidentally injuring countless people, and also killing countless innocent people."

The Prophet’s words ca to a halt, while the movie scene changed.

At this mont, what appeared on the screen was a distant view of the Old Jingmai District.

It was supposed to be a pleasant evening, but a beam of daylight-like light shot into the sky, tearing apart the dusk and the rosy clouds, then split into thousands of teors, crashing down from the sky.

Finally, like a torrential rain, it scattered across the entire Old Jingmai District.

Watching this scene on the screen, Ji Minghuan’s Adam’s apple slightly moved, and he couldn’t help but swallow. He bowed his head and thought for a while, then asked:

"And then, Su Ying died?"

"No, even though it was the sa event... in that tiline, Su Ying did not die."

At this point, the Prophet suddenly fell silent for a mont. Then he continued:

"Instead, another person died in this event."