Chapter 276

The more one sees, the more one loses.

The Prophet's body was already exhausted; this time, perhaps...

Many Cat-Beastmen thought of this, sadness appearing in their eyes, their eye sockets gradually reddening.

The atmosphere was silent.

Finally.

The Prophet's aged, hoarse voice sounded slowly, causing the other tribespeople to be startled one after another:

"That is a dark world."

"Looking around, it is dilapidated."

"The myriad heavens are weak, all are sacrifices."

"For the sake of the Supreme, the gods fight a bloody battle."

"The existence behind the scenes will sweep across the myriad heavens."

"Only a beam of fire, from weak to a prairie fire, will burn all darkness."

"We must seize that cluster of fire, before it grows."

"..."

As the voice fell.

With a bang.

The Prophet's aged body fell directly to the ground, the staff dropped, and blood overflowed from the Prophet's mouth, constantly flowing onto the ground.

"Quick, quick, immediately check on the Prophet, don't let anything happen to the Prophet."

"Also, immediately record what the Prophet just said; record it all word for word."

"Quick!!"

"Damn it, it's all those dirty guys' fault; otherwise, why would the Prophet be like this?"

The Prophet falling to the ground made the Cat-Beastmen panic one after another.

Among the Cat-Beastmen, the Prophet is equivalent to the tribe leader and is the guiding light for the Cat-Beastmen; with the Prophet present, the Cat-Beastmen have hope for survival.

If the Prophet dies, this is a matter that would make quite a few Cat-Beastmen feel despair.

Fortunately, quite a few elderly and powerful Cat-Beastmen stood out, relying on their prestige to stabilize the tribespeople.

"Sa... Sara..."

A hoarse voice sounded.

It was the Prophet.

Forcing herself to wake up from her coma, she tremblingly called the name of a cat-ear girl.

Seeing the Prophet wake up, joy appeared on the faces of the Cat-Beastmen one after another.

"Prophet!!"

"Prophet, how are you?"

"Are you alright?"

"Damn it, didn't you see the Prophet calling Sara? Get out of the way, don't disturb the Prophet."

The cat-ear girl named Sara hurriedly walked to the Prophet's side, knelt beside her, grabbed the Prophet's aged hand, tears appearing in the corners of her eyes, her face full of sadness. "Prophet, your, your life..."

The girl was extraordinary.

She saw the Prophet's life, like a candle about to be extinguished.

Her life had already reached its end.

"I, I am fine."

The Prophet shook her head gently, looking at the girl with a kind smile on her face.

Her left hand gently stroked the girl's head, and the Prophet said softly, "I, I am leaving soon."

"But, but I cannot rest easy about the tribe."

"After I leave, after I leave, the tribe will have to rely on you."

Every time she said a sentence, the Prophet had to gasp for breath.

Everyone knew what this represented; a sad atmosphere permeated this area.

Some Cat-Beastmen had already retreated to the edge, unable to bear it, covering their faces and sobbing softly.

Others gritted their teeth to keep their tears from falling.

"Dark Star..."

"Prophet, I am here."

A strong Cat-Beastman immediately knelt beside the Prophet, tear stains on his face.

The Prophet's breath was as thin as a thread, and she said with a smile, "After I die, Sara will be the new Prophet of the tribe; you, you must assist her well, do you understand?"

"Yes, Prophet, don't worry, I definitely will."

Dark Star nodded, crying and promising, "As long as Dark Star is alive, I will absolutely not let anyone hurt Sara."

"Very good, good child."

The Prophet nodded with gratification, her gaze looking at Sara again, her voice solemn. "Child, I saw a shocking scene."

"In the future, a disaster will descend."

"That, that is..."

As she spoke.

Blood sprayed from the Prophet's mouth.

Sara couldn't help but grab the Prophet's hand tightly, shaking her head to let the Prophet rest.

But the Prophet said, "I saw too many scenes, and I am about to enter the embrace of death; resting cannot save my life, so, so listen to me finish, the following things are very important."

"The future disaster is too dark, and countless worlds are involved in it."

"If no one stops it, only a few powerful worlds will be spared, and we beastmen, and even the Cat-Beastmen, will go extinct."

"That disaster is too terrifying; countless gods are involved in it, and I cannot see it too clearly."

"But..."

"In the darkness that plunges countless worlds into disaster, there will be a figure, like fire burning all the darkness."

"That person is nearby; if not, I would not have seen this future..."

"You must go find it; no matter what it is, no matter what the requirements are, you must agree to it, let it protect the tribe; only in this way can the tribe survive."

"Only that person can guarantee the safety of the beastmen in the future."

"Do you understand?"

Sara nodded, tears flowing down profusely, the cat ears on her head drooping. "I, I know, Prophet."

"Good girl~"

The Prophet smiled gently, as if her life had completely reached its end.

That candle flame was also completely extinguished.

The Prophet closed her eyes and welcomed death.

Immediately.

In the Cat-Beastman tribe.

Some people wailed loudly.

But others looked at Sara, waiting for Sara's instructions.

Because Sara was the next Prophet of this tribe.

The entire tribe would listen to the new Prophet's orders.

Pair after pair of eyes fell upon her, making this cat-ear girl feel what responsibility was.

She wiped the tears from her eyes, sniffed, then immediately stood up, picked up the staff on the ground, and pretended to be majestic as she looked at the Cat-Beastman man named Dark Star and ordered: "Dark Star, immediately have people cremate the Prophet's body; we cannot let her be buried here and let those disgusting bugs disturb the Prophet's slumber."

"Yes, Prophet."

Dark Star immediately nodded respectfully.

Subsequently, the girl also remembered the words of the Prophet before she died.

Although she didn't know what kind of darkness it was.

But she heard the fear in the Prophet's voice.

She couldn't imagine what kind of scene would make the Prophet, who had hundreds of years of age, so afraid.

But she had to fulfill the Prophet's instructions before she died. ===== CHAPTER 277 =====