Monarch of Evernight

Anwen is pale and does not need much wisdom to understand what this terrible debt means. Even if he succeeds in becoming a king in the future, he will not be able to pay off his debts without centuries.

“You can't do this! ”

“Of course I can, and I'm not kidding.” Pretty Tick didn't see a smile on his face.

Anwen frowned, "What did I do wrong? ”

“I'd love to help you, but if you're always this way of communicating, I can't help you either. At least, with so much money spent on parliament, you have an obligation to explain the whole thing clearly. Let me at least understand what it means to build this tool. I'm sure you have a way for me to understand. ”

Anwen also calmed down and thought about it and said, "What it means is that we have a whole new, incredibly efficient way to explore our world. Once built, it can be used not only to calculate the existence of the force, but also to apply in various ways. For example, it can be used to support the analysis of the results of the fate instrument orbit, to simulate the motion of virtual force, or even to predict weather and disasters on various continents. All in all, it can be useful in areas that require analysis and calculation. That's why I'm constantly adjusting my designs and scaling them up. With it, I can increase my personal computing power by more than a hundred times. In the future, it can be continuously improved and continued to improve. ”

Faced with Anwen's long story, Pretty Tic closed his eyes and said a moment later: "If you can actually achieve what you say, it means that Parliament will technically overwhelm people. Perhaps hundreds of years from now, thanks to our technological advantages, we will be able to completely offset the advantages of our people in cultivation. At least, our battleship artillery can be updated for two generations. ”

Anwen sighed, "It perfectly optimizes ballistics, but I don't want it to be too much for killing. Exploring the world and void is much more meaningful, at least than killing people. ”

“What makes sense, you don't count. Maybe a hundred years from now, when you're qualified to make a big decision. Now, I'm going to look at the effect of this tool. ”

Anwen thought about it and said, "It's almost done. Calculation of meteorological disasters may be somewhat strenuous, but the aided fate trajectory is sufficient. ”

“Well, I'm about to make a new prophecy. Start when you're ready. ”

Anwen ran back to his room and started the divine machine with a dazzling action. It's just too complicated to start this machine, and there are hundreds of gears and switches that just move.

Pretty Tick patiently waits for Anwen to be ready, and then starts the fate gauge. Compared to Anwen, who was busy with his hands and feet, Pretty Tic's movements seemed cloudy, just a wave of hands, and Baidu's different dark forces sprinkled onto the fate gauge and landed on the scheduled node.

The fate instrument track in the void shines slightly, and the operation of multiple rail arms changes instantly. At the center of the instrument track, there is a hidden flashing light.

In Habs' view, these lights seem to be pointless light points and light bands, but each time they flash, they are hidden in response to the pulsations of his blood nucleus.

Habs frowned slightly, feeling that this prophecy of destiny might have something to do with the bloodline.

After Pretty Tic drives the fate gauge, the eyes diffuse across the entire orbit. In this state, he was able to spy on the changes in the long river of destiny.

This is the unique gift of Pretty Tick and the reason why he can be a new generation of great prophets. Even if fate changes, in a short while, Pretty Tic can still catch the flow of fate.

Anwen also closely followed the changes in the fate instrument trajectory, countless pieces of data flowed out of his hands, turned into light bands, continuously into that instrument, and every gear, every lever, and even every crystal flash on the machine produced data, which was compiled in an incomprehensible way and then fed back to Anwen. In this way, there are two floods of data between Anwen and the machine.

As he observes, Pretty Tick has plenty of room to explain to Habs: “The force I cast into the Destiny Track was chosen and prepared specifically on the basis of the prophetic results that I wanted. Investing in different forces at different times and nodes represents a factor that interferes with fate. Together, many factors drive the course of fate. In fact, the factors that affect fate are endless, and I can only simulate them as much as possible. When the main factors are in place, the fate gauge has the potential to reveal to us the true face of the future. ”

Habs suddenly asked, "Am I here, too, a factor? ”

“Yes.” Pretty Tick said expressionlessly.

Hubbs soon realized that this was actually a little bit of privacy on the part of Pretty Tic. Every start of the Destiny Track is expensive, and even if he is in charge, he cannot be used as he pleases. However, the situation is changing over the course of the day, and blood clans are at the centre of the whole situation.

Pretty Tick didn't know what to expect or heard, and wanted to include Habs in this prophecy of destiny.

Habs did not refuse, the fate gauge was halfway through, and it was too late to refuse. On the other hand, as Pretty Tick fears, being the crown of fire, this way of looking at fate suggests that there may indeed be enough factors in the future to destroy Habs.

Seeing Habs remain silent, Pretty Tix relieves herself and begins watching the fate ritual with a deep focus.

The force exerted on the instrument track is constantly consumed, and after a moment, the light on the instrument track gradually disappears, restoring its original mode of operation.

It was just a moment of kung fu, but Pretty Tic was pale and breathless. Looks like there's a lot of money to spy on.

He frowned, "This fate is so confusing and so much has changed. With regard to blood clans, it is even more difficult to be certain. It seems that in the near future, the fate of the blood clan will turn many times, but eventually move..."

It would appear that Pretty Tic is also unable to ascertain the fate of the bloodline. The same is true of Pretty Tic, who wanted to prophesy one of the four great races and the blood of the Queen of the Night sitting in town.

Yet at this moment, Anwen suddenly shouted: "The River of Blood is going away! ”

“What?” Hubbs surprised.

Pretty Tic looked unpredictable, "Blood River has been away for decades, it's not new. Don't you know that? ”

And Anwen said, "No, it's not! The Blood River used to run on its own trajectory, though far away, and will be close again in a few moments. But just now, I suddenly realized that it had changed its course and moved on to another track! And this track, it will only stay away, it will not return! ”