Chapter 770 - 142. The Expert Understands Destiny
Chapter 770 of "Demi-human Girls Completion Manual" opens presenting twists: "And moreover," you once said that Phoenixes can only see the future when they are... Keep following!
"And moreover," you once said that Phoenixes can only see the future when they are inadvertently stimulated. So I have two questions I want to ask you... First, did you not see the prophecy when the dead fetus was born within you? Even after all these thousands of years, you still canât stop thinking about that child, the stimulation you received must have been significant, itâs impossible that no prophecy was born, yet you never spoke of it.""Second, the unconscious curse that chased the other Six Clans down the mountain once spoke, it kept shouting âTraitor.â At first, I thought it was the Six Clans who had betrayed the Phoenix, but now that I know itâs you itâs been after, can I deduce that the traitor itâs calling out is actually you?"
Fisher turned his head away, the Princessâs corpse had long been void of life, only the small orb she was holding in her hands flashed with a faint glow. It was several seconds before the Princessâs gentle voice came through again,
"...Smart child, your thoughts are quick. Itâs only now that I see you bear a slight resemblance to that whimsical fellow. However, thereâs no need for such conspiracy-theorist suspicions about my intentions. The prophecies of Phoenixes, if seen by the weaker ones among us, would appear as a series of images, like scenes that have already occurred, stored in your memory, representing unchangeable pasts and conclusions."
"But for the more powerful among us, itâs different; we donât see images, but feelings. These are the directions of , chances born from the delicate threads wound around someone or something, quivering and changing with the breeze of fate. Every difficulty in our eyes is a knot formed by tangled thread heads, the harder the knot is to unravel, the more it leads to panic."
"My brother saw the Mythical War as an extremely complex knot of fate, almost impossible to untie. Thatâs why our entire race sought the help of the Spirit Realm in desperation, only to fail to see that this was the cause of our Destruction, part of the knot. Indeed, when I gave birth to my offspring, I saw another prophecy far more distant, a beyond any living creatureâs imagination... Even the knot that led to the extinction of our entire race is but a minute part of this dead knot."
"If we untied our raceâs knot, then there would be no way to proceed with the dead knot afterward. But even by sacrificing the life of the entire Phoenix race, itâs still uncertain whether the dead knot can be unraveled. Put in your position, how would you choose?"
Fisherâs pupils quivered slightly, and out of nowhere, the joke-like Doomsday Prophecy written at the beginning of the Demi-human Girls Completion Manual popped into his head. He seemed to catch an undertone in the Princessâs words, saying,
"You... were undecided. You confidentially told your mother, the Phoenix King, about this prophecy, and she made the decision for you, didnât she? You and your mother sacrificed your race, choosing instead to provide hope for unwinding the dead knot later, which explains why, when the God-like pollution instantaneously engulfed your entire race, you and your mother seemed unflustered, managing to preserve the base in Ice and shut down the Wutong Tree, having been prepared all along."
"But perhaps itâs my narrow human perspectiveâI canât see the connection between the two events, and who knows, perhaps not reaching out to the Spirit Realm then and preventing the Sky God from descending and forming the base through the bodies of our entire race might have been of more assistance to the later dead knot."
The bead in the Princessâs arms grew darker and her gentle voice softened,
"Child, the races that can see fate view the world with a fundamentally different perspective. Any real connections are but manifestations of fate, and we, being on a much lower plane, cannot probe their true connectionsâwe merely need to know the outcomes. You must have come here long after my death, so may I ask, in the history you live in, aside from the original wars among the Mythical Species, has there been an Invasion by the Chaos Species? Do you still feel a threat from the existence of the Spirit Realm to the world?"
Fisher fell silent for a moment, not replying. To be honest, it was indeed after arriving in the Northern Realm that he learnt of the fearsome threats faced within the Spirit Realm; before that, including the reality of the Chaos Speciesâ Invasion, it existed only within mythical legends.
It seemed, then, that the Phoenixesâ sacrifice did alleviate the eerie presenceâs oppression of both the Spirit Realm and reality to some extent, for at least he had not experienced the dire straits faced by the Phoenixes since his birth.
"If one could trust in Gods, then they should have appeared when countless living creatures were oppressed by the tyrant. Direct divine intervention in the world comes with grave consequences, not to mention the Spirit Realm they canât touch. The members of the Mythical Species can sense the vibrations of the threads of fate to varying degrees, but they wouldnât make the same choice as us. If blame should be assigned, itâs to fate, for bestowing such abilities upon the Phoenixesâwho had once tasted the suffering of mortals..."
"But the rewards arenât entirely absent, are they? For us, for all living creatures of the Northern Realm, itâs the same."
"In the Mythical War, the Mythical Species recognized our sacrifice, and didnât let the war spread to the Northern Realm. Many Northern Realm Species have proliferated to this day, having survived the war unscathed; even once, a base Spiritual Body in its prime escaped the unlocked Wutong Tree, fleeing toward the Ocean with the intent to snatch back my last bloodline. A mighty presence from the Ocean intervened, driving it back to the Wutong..."