The Executor of the Heavens: Beginning with the Watch Dogs

Chapter 724
Tatil felt like he had a boundless dream, and he would never wake up...from the time when the prophecy was destroyed.

She is a young man who has just stepped into the way of a prophet—youth refers to an Eldar who has just obtained the power of a prophet, and she is just 300 years old, which is a very young age.

Everything went so smoothly, they learned in the council of the prophets that a baby would grow into a life and death enemy against the Eldar Uthvi's Arkworld.

So, after knowing that the enemy was still young, she led an Eldar team to neutralize the threat to the future.

After arriving at a colonial planet that originally belonged to the Human Federation through the webway, but has lost management and degenerated by itself, they successfully found the target... Now they happen to be living in a cultivation cabin, so weak, just one click , you can avoid future killings.

Then a hateful figure suddenly descended from the sky, landed directly next to the cultivation cabin, and then protected behind the cultivation cabin.

It's a monkey!And it's an irrational monkey who thinks he's protecting a baby like him.

But in reality, he was protecting a demon who would slaughter precious Eldar brethren in the future!

No one can stop the enthusiasm of the Spirit Race to save the prophecy, for the safety of the future [-] Spirit Race citizens—don't blame me...

Then there is no more, this person, no!This guy with the skin in the shape of a human monkey, but the inside is likely to be a chaotic creature, knocked down almost everyone with a speed that even the spirit race could not react to!

In her final consciousness, apart from a bunch of comatose Eldar team members in disorder, there was a terrifying fist that was getting bigger and bigger in front of her eyes... and then there was endless darkness.

However, even in the endless darkness, the sensitive Tatyr still felt a lot of different breaths.

The breath of time and space travel, the breath of extreme bloodthirsty, the breath of anger... There is even the breath of the enemy whose name can never be spoken among the spirit race...

This almost made her fall into endless madness and fear... She once thought that her soul had been swallowed by the enemy, and she was in torment.

But today, her physical shackles were undone!
She was actually lifted from stasis, and felt a ray of light above her head... "I was released? Could it be that the clansmen saved me?!"

But a voice directly caused her to fall directly from the hope that had just risen to the bottom: "No, I released you."

What a terrifying human skin demon!

She suddenly felt as if she had entered an ice cave, and her whole body was icy cold... She was still under the control of this guy... What should I do?How can I get out of the sea of ​​suffering... I don't want to be devoured by the enemy...

In panic, tears began to fall from her eyes.

"Have you cried enough? If you have cried enough, try to use your prophecy."

Suddenly the devil's voice interrupted Tatil's thoughts: "See how much it is restricted?"

"what?!"

Hearing that his own prophecy ability was limited, Tatier, who was still trapped in self-pity just now, suddenly sat up from the stasis cabin, staring at the distance sitting on the high stool, looking at his own body boredly. The devil... Xie Yuan.

"It's you! You...you..." From furious to panicked, the expression on Tatil's face became faster than turning pages, and his tone became more intermittent, "You...what did you do to me?!"

Why did Tatil become so panicked?

Because just now she discovered that her predictive ability was completely reduced to a very low level, and her predictive ability was almost invalid——she could infer a rough estimate of the situation, like a vague riddle.

But the ability to solve puzzles just disappeared - she may not even be able to compare with a magic stick at this moment... This is almost like a death sentence for her prophetic way.

"Hmph! Sure enough, without subspace, without significant spiritual support, your abilities will be greatly reduced."

Seeing the loss of power, the bewildered prophet Xie Yuan couldn't help but feel a little ironic.

In fact, once in a place where the psychic environment is not rich, the reduction in power of relevant psychic skills has already been reflected in Koz.

In the past, he was often plagued by death prophecies, and he could meet anyone's death and failure prophecies—this once made him very frustrated.

However, after he entered the cyberpunk world and here, the situation changed: his ability to predict began to weaken greatly. He could predict the omens that are not far away, but he could not predict the result after all-this new situation cannot be discussed. Good or bad, but it made him less pessimistic after all.

However, there is another important reason that prevents him from being pessimistic - that is Xie Yuan himself. To this day, he has never been able to accurately meet Xie Yuan's own death.

And this is also the reason why Curz was curious about himself and wanted to get in touch with him.

"What do you mean?!" Tatil suddenly realized the key words Xie Yuan said, "The subspace is gone? How is it possible?!"

"Nothing is impossible." Xie Yuan responded rudely and simply, "There is no warp space here, so all your psionic abilities here need to be discounted - almost 75% of the power must be restricted."

"No wonder I feel that now I'm only a quarter of what I used to be under normal circumstances. It turns out... oh, no, why is there no subspace here?"

Tatil was puzzled, but then looked at Xie Yuan in horror: "You didn't bring me to the tomb world of the Necrons, did you?! Are you crazy?! Do you think the overlords of the Necrons would let me go?" Pass you!"

"This is also not the Necromancer Absolute Territory of that thing... Hey, can't you use your brain to diverge?"

Xie Yuan gave the answer in disappointment: "This is another universe, my hometown. I don't even know if there is a subspace here! Of course you are subject to a lot of restrictions!"

Tatil: "..."

Are you kidding me? !

(End of this chapter)