CH 69.1

“One day, the Destined One will baptize the green with a rain of light. He is as passionate as a newborn, yet as wise as an old man. He is young, yet very old. He will be the queen of the Undead and lead the Undead to glory.

Dijia opened his mouth and spat out the prophetic words.

The cold, bony fingers traced over Bai Lixin’s jade-like cheeks and finally landed on his forehead.

The young man who was so eye-catching in the crowd was as fragile as a small aspen tree in front of him. He didn’t even have to move a muscle as just a hurricane of wind could gently snap the trunk of the little tree.

The other skeletal arm reached out from the wide robe and landed on Bai Lixin’s slender and fragile neck.

As long as he exerted force, the other party’s life would end and the prophecy would be broken.

The flames in the beast’s head slowly turned from red to a dark, eerie blue. Dijia’s fingers on the neck began to tighten slightly, and just as they were about to leave a mark on the neck, Dijia glanced at the young man’s obsidian-like eyes.

There was clarity, trust, endless vitality, and courage in those eyes, but no fear.

Trust? This young man would trust him?

It was ridiculous; he was ready to kill him.

The bony fingers relaxed and he withdrew his wrist. The fire representing his eyes also changed from blue to red.

“You’re not afraid? I just tried to kill you.”

Bai Lixin touched his neck, and it was still cool from Dijia’s touch, “I know, but I’m sure you don’t want to kill me.”

“Haha,” Dijia was amused, and he withdrew the fingers that were resting on Bai Lixin’s forehead. He directly sat on the steps and his eyes became level with Bai Lixin’s, “You are the first person who is not afraid of me and sounds so confident. Tell me, why would I not want to kill you?”

Bai Lixin, “It is obviously because I am the unique disciple you have found after waiting for so long, how can you kill me?”

Dijia was speechless for a moment.

He stared at Bai Lixin for a long time before he said, “Do you know why I want to kill you?”

Bai Lixin, “I don’t know. In fact, I’m also curious. Why don’t you tell me, Master?”

The word “Master” floated over, and it was like a kitten scratching at his heart.

The red fire in Dijia’s eyes danced several times, and he turned his face sideways. He coughed lightly and then hurriedly spoke, “The prophecy is not complete; there is still the second half.”

“He will be an existence equal to the gods, and his eternally long and passionate life will be dedicated to the undead.”

“There will be change in the Undead race the moment he becomes queen. The half-bloods will come out of nowhere and will put an end to this continent. He means the end.”

After saying the full prophecy, Dijia looked at the fragile Bai Lixin before him, “That is the full face of the prophecy. The appearance of the queen is not hope, but the end.”

“The Sibi continent will be completely destroyed by the appearance of the half-bloods.”

Bai Lixin looked deep into Dijia’s flaming eyes as if to get some expression from them, “How credible are these prophecies?”

Dijia, “The bard left the world with a dozen prophecies, all of which have been fulfilled without exception, and this is the last one. The reason it is the last is that the continent of Sibi will no longer exist once the prophecy is fulfilled.”

Bai Lixin, “The undead are one of the inhabitants of the continent, and since the continent will end because of this prophecy, shouldn’t they also not want it to happen? As long as the queen is not established, the curse can be broken, right?”

“Heh,” Dijia chuckled softly, as if mocking Bai Lixin’s naivety.

His gaze swept over Bai Lixin from head to tail before finally settling on Bai Lixin’s waist.

The braided belt of the priestly garment wrapped around his waist, strangling the slender waistline into a nice curve.

Dijia’s heart skipped a beat and his body stretched out.

By the time he came back to his senses, he was already holding Bai Lixin’s waist and carrying the other party in his arms.

He himself had risen from the steps and sat on the throne at the top.

At that moment, Bai Lixin, who was sitting on Dijia’s lap, was looking up at him with innocent eyes.

As they looked into each other’s eyes, Dijis saw his own face in the reflection of the other party’s beautiful black eyes.

The young man’s eyes were beautiful, and they had a star-like glow. It was not just a reflection of the light, but more of a feature deep in the young man’s eyes.

The young man’s eyes were now filled with his reflection.

The terrifying beast’s head, the stiff, cold skeleton, and the two eerie flames.

The warmth of the other party’s body soon warmed his cold one. The young man before him was like an obsidian sun in the sky, both beautiful and warm.

He, on the other hand, was just a corpse representing decay and death.

Dijia sighed and averted his eyes from Bai Lixin’s.

“You should have heard of the curse of the Undead?”

He did not give an explanation for his earlier lapse of concentration, nor did he want to.

Bai Lixin sat on Dijia’s lap obediently. The man’s broad chest was like a small hill; it blocked out the light overhead and cast a shadow over his body.

Thick black robes wrapped Dijia’s entire body, and though he had only caught a glimpse during the whirlwind earlier, he had vaguely seen something that shouldn’t exist on an undead.

Bai Lixin, “I have heard of it.”

Dijia, “For other races, the end is tragedy, but for the Undead, the end is relief. The curse of the undead is immortality. The undead have no organs to carry offspring, so all undead emerge from death and are just transformed.”

“They should have died and their souls laid to rest. But because of the curse, the souls of the undead are trapped in their decaying bodies. They will watch their bodies gradually turn from flesh to gnarled white bones, watching them decay, being gnawed by snakes, insects, and rats. They will watch them being decomposed by microorganisms without being able to do anything about it, until they become white skeletons.”

“Immortality will gradually degrade their intelligence and thinking, and at the end of the day, all the undead will turn into cold weapons without thoughts.”

“So “the end” for other races is extinction, but it is relief for the Undead.”

Even without eyes, Dijia’s flames seemed extraordinarily deep and wise.

“I have tried to stop the prophecy from spreading, but nothing has worked.” He looked at Bai Lixin in his arms, “Can you carry the weight of so many lives?”

“Instead of letting all the Undead be buried with you, it would be better to break the prophecy at the root. That’s why I tried to kill you.”

Bai Lixin blinked, “Then why did you give up later?”

Dijia chuckled softly, this time with a touch of self-deprecation.

“Yeah, why is that? Maybe it’s like you said, you’re the disciple I’ve waited a ‘thousand years’ for, aren’t you?”

“You are the beginning, but life on the Sibi continent is life, and so are you.”

“Since I have decided not to kill you, I will not move to kill you again. I will stop the prophecy in other ways. From now on, you are Dijia’s only disciple, the prophecy has nothing to do with you.”

He gently lifted Bai Lixin and placed him on the ground in front of him.

Dijia then propped his head with one arm and regained the previous casual and arrogant posture, “ *‘Come all, come’. Since you used light rain, you must have learnt other magic, show me.”

S419M: [I am reporting the Lord God for stealing the lines, “Come all, come” is obviously what the Lord host should say to him. He has been split again!]

The escape system opened its mouth, but there was some hesitation in its tone: [Why do they always struggle for others? I don’t understand. Life forms are selfish beings, and when it comes down to it, they should be after their own interests. Why would Dijia think of the whole continent? And why does player Bai Lixin do that in every copy?]

S419M rolled his eyes: [Who told you that life forms are all selfish? Yes, life is selfish, but selfishness is not all there is to life. Family, friendship, love; this entanglement of emotions can make one forget the fear of death.]

[When an earthquake strikes, a mother will protect her child in her arms without hesitation. When floods rage, an elderly person will use the last of their strength to bring a child up a tree trunk, allowing the flood to carry her away. Life is as small as it is powerful.]

[You’re talking about a handful of cases, right?] the escape system countered: [They must have been trained very unorthodoxly.]

S419M directly transmitted several images to the escape system: [Not at all, these are the most ordinary of ordinary people, okay?]

The escape system was somewhat shaken and it began to have self doubt: [Why is it that all I ever see are people with malicious intentions towards each other?]

Bai Lixin’s voice intervened: [Humanity is not meant to be absolutely black, nor absolutely white. It is not that all we see is goodness and all you see is malice. It is rather that the game has been deliberately guiding people, infinitely magnifying the malice buried in their hearts.]

[This is not a normal world, and when I get the chance to take you away from here, I can show you the real world out there.]

Escape System: [Is there a world outside the game?]

S419M: [Of course there is, we’ll go together when the time comes ah.]

The escape system made some electric static sounds and then did not continue to speak.

S419M asked Bai Lixin: [What happened to it?]

Bai Lixin: [It will take a long time for it to rebuild its worldview. It now has self-awareness and judgment, give it some time to accept it.]

S419M: [Okay, Lord host. By the way, if you want to break the prophecy, why don’t you directly attack the undead?]

[How do you know that hasn’t been done? The undead are immortal; it’s useless to attack them as you can’t kill them at all.]

S419M: [You are right.]

During the conversation between him and the two systems, Bai Lixin had come to the center of the carpet below the steps.

He first summoned the magic elements around him, and it didn’t take long for the magic elements to rhythmically fly around him.

He didn’t make any big moves this time and seriously began to chant a few of the simplest little spells in the magic book.

Ball of fire, ball of water, ball of light, ball of darkness, ball of wind, ball of earth, ball of thunder…all appeared in his hands in turn.

As he chanted, the balls in his hand would melt like ice cream, then easily change to the next element.

Dijia propped his head up, not taking his eyes off Bai Lixin for a moment.

The other man’s magical manipulation was strong, the alternation between spells was smooth, and he alternated between the seven spells; it was hard to imagine that this was a beginner in magic.

The fire in Dijia’s eyes slowly turned from red to gold, and Bai Lixin’s body before him turned into an aggregate of countless veins.