"I have a prophecy to tell you." Siboer said.

After hearing this, he turned around with great interest: "By the way, you said you are a prophet, can you predict whether my idea is right? Can I... be a mortal?"

god?"

Xiber smiled: "Your idea is right. As long as the three major conditions of faith, energy, and authority are met, a mortal can indeed become a god."

"Really?" Po's eyes shone and he danced with excitement: "Can this really make him a god? Great, in this way, I have to find a way to take back the power of the black python and the black crow as soon as possible..."

"In addition, I came back because I saw a little bit of your future. Do you want to know?" Siboer said.

"Of course." Po smiled: "I think no one would refuse to see their own future."

"Okay, I predict..." Siboer suddenly raised his hand.

"boom!"

The shotgun emitted white smoke.

She held up the shotgun and blew on it.

In front of him, there was a bullet hole in his forehead, and he slowly fell backward.

The joy of being recognized still remained in his eyes, but the brilliance had gradually lost. He stared at Siboer, who was very close, but suddenly raised his gun, and closed his eyelids blankly.

Such a person who harbored the ideal of "becoming a god" suddenly fell to Siboer's gun and died silently.

"That's what I predicted - I predicted that you will die here." Siboer put down the gun and found the Baishen Stone on Po's body.

"Besides, you will never be the one who can become a god as a mortal... You want to be my competitor, just dream."

As she spoke, she pinned the cursed fire flower behind her hair again, pulled up her hood, hiding the wildness and fierceness in her eyes, and her temperament became inconspicuous again.

She picked up the stone and turned around to leave.

The room was quiet, with only the lingering scent of wine lingering.

The pages of the ancient book slowly closed, as if covering an unrealistic dream.

…

"Your stuff." Siboer handed the Baishen Stone to Su Mingan.

Su Mingan heard the reminder that the task was completed. He guessed that Siboer probably used violence.

"The other two slates should be at Meiyatu and the farmer Lao Te. I roughly know their locations. Let's go grab them." Siboer said.

Noticing his look, her eyes fluctuated slightly: "...Why, do I look like a villain in my behavior?"

"No, I'm just a little surprised. The contrast between your before and after is a bit big." Su Mingan said.

Siboer pulled up his hood: "If the prey at the bottom of the food chain wants to survive, they must show their weakness in front of proud and powerful enemies and let go of their hands and feet during their own predation. They are born weak and must do their best to survive.

...So, just think that I have practiced these methods."

"Okay, let's go." Su Mingan didn't comment on this.

Although Sibel's way of dealing with things is a little violent, it is still the way of life that she has struggled to survive to this day. He will not criticize anything for the sake of his own sense of morality.

However, he noticed that Siboer's originally childish appearance seemed to have suddenly become more mature.

I wonder if this is his illusion.

…

In the modernly decorated living room, the farmer Lao Te was stroking his goatee and speaking tremblingly to the two people sitting opposite him.

The guests he entertained were Ani and Flora.

After Aini and Flora realized that the background of the dungeon was not simple, they took the initiative to find the farmer Lao Te to increase his favorability and wanted to know the secrets hidden in the dome.
Chapter completed!