"Born noble... the feathered snake nobility!"
"We worship the Ouroboros of Fate... because he is our father..."
"We built a great empire and ruled over countless races!"
"Until one day, fate told us that we were about to perish in history..."
"Only the chosen descendants of the Eternal Blood can escape to the future..."
...
"Ahhh!!!"
Chung Shen-soo held his head, black tears of blood flowing from his eyes.
In their final gaze, he saw destruction and the fall of eternity!
He lay on the ground and gasped for breath for a long time before slowly standing up and rubbing his temples.
"The feathered snake nobility... a bloodline race that has already perished?"
During the infusion just now, he had obtained a lot of information through spiritual communication.
For example, the feathered snake nobility had once ruled the real world and built a prehistoric civilization empire that spanned continents and oceans.
However, one day, fate suddenly gave a prophecy that destruction was inevitable.
Therefore, the descendants of the Eternal Blood, which probably referred to the feathered snake nobility with the strength of a Perfector, decided to migrate to the depths of the spiritual world to avoid the fate of destruction!
This was because time here was completely unstable. It could lead to the past or the future.
They wanted to go to the future, and as long as they reached there, they could confuse history.
Although the feathered snake nobility's empire had perished in secret history, it still existed in the future!
In this way, they could reverse the fate of destruction!
"But obviously … this plan failed."
"The feathered snake nobility, who had the protection of the Ouroboros, ended up in such a state. Obviously, other great existences intervened..."
Chung Shen-soo came to a conclusion after a little deduction.
Feeling the resonance in his bloodline, he pondered for a moment, and spirituality surged out.
A depression appeared on the ground, burying the dried corpse.
He continued forward and saw the ruins of a very primitive village.
Houses made of various soil materials formed a sparse circle, and in the center was a black wooden stake with a large number of words engraved on its surface.
It was a language that twisted like a snake.
"But... it's already very impressive to be able to survive in the depths of the spiritual world. I'm afraid that each of these immigrants from the feathered snake kingdom is at least a Perfector, and there might even be an Immortal overseeing them..."
Chung Shen-soo saw corpses one after another.
They were all in different shapes and sizes. They collapsed on the ground, as if there was still pain flowing within their withered skin, almost overflowing.
"A hundred corpses died in an instant … I'm afraid that not even an Immortal or an Ascender could kill a hundred Perfectionists at the same time, right?"
"A certain existence has personally made a move. Is Ouroboros' opponent Damo?"
Chung Shen-soo made a guess.
However, he immediately rejected this conclusion.
This was because he had seen the followers of Damo, and even the previous world was related to this existence.
In this world, Damo was the symbol of depravity.
If he was the one who did it, then this place should be filled with depravity. Even the dead bodies would degenerate into evil spirits or something even more evil and terrifying.
Even after thousands of years, it would not change.
It was not a scene of decay that seemed to have been dried up and sealed in history.
"I haven't even recognized the twelve great existences of the [Origin] … How could I guess who the Ouroboros has a grudge against?"
Chung Shen-soo laughed bitterly and sent off the feathered snake nobles one by one.
"To think that I thought that I might be able to rely on my bloodline to form some huge force … I didn't expect that there would be a force. Unfortunately, it's a dead one."
He searched around but did not find any ancient books left behind.
The only words that existed were the wooden stakes in the center of the village.
"I can't understand this kind of Serpentine at all!"
Chung Shen-soo complained. Suddenly, he thought of something and closed his eyes.
The next moment, when he opened his eyes again, his eyes had turned into vertical pupils!
With the help of the power of his bloodline, the twisted and meaningless Serpentine suddenly became a little more understandable.
"This is the custom of the feathered snake nobles, the Record Stakes! It's somewhat similar to the ancient knots to record things … "
"They will record their enemies, the major events that happened in the tribe, and the major phenomena of the spiritual world …"
Chung Shen-soo stroked the thick wooden stake and suddenly felt a little emotional.
It was not easy to live in the depths of the spiritual world.
This group of nobles came in and found that they did not even have paper. It was a little tricky to degenerate to the tribal era.
Of course, don't ask him why he had the wooden stake but couldn't make paper.
The rules in the spiritual world were just that bad.
Chung Shen-soo continued to read carefully. Although it was a little difficult, it was mostly the daily life of a tribe with hundreds of people.
From this, it could be seen that they had paid a great price to survive in the depths of the spiritual world.
Often, they could only hunt a type of prey called a "bloodthirsty beast" every few months.
This spiritual world creature was very strong, and its body was about the size of a small mountain. It had once been a great obstacle for the feathered snake nobles to establish villages.
However, everything was developing for the better.
After that, another change occurred in the situation.
These feathered snake nobles found that they had been cursed. It was the curse of time!
They would quickly age and even lose the ability to reproduce.
Through the sacrifice of fate, they knew that this was the curse of the arbiter of time.
The recording stopped here. Chung Shen-soo fell into deep thought.
…
"The curse of time … The way those feathered snake nobles died, they were all skin and bones, as if their flesh and blood had been sucked out in an instant, and they became extremely old …
"The arbiter of time killed them?!"
"These feathered snake nobles had the protection of a great existence, but they couldn't resist the alliance of Damo and the arbiter of time?"
"Damo stalled the ouroboros, and the arbiter of time delivered the final blow?"
"So, the ouroboros and the arbiter of time are enemies? Hmm … this isn't unexpected. The symbols of the great existences are very important. The arbiter represents time, and the ouroboros represents fate … These two don't seem to be in conflict, but when it comes to the future and divination, they obviously intersect. "
The ouroboros wanted to control the territory of the seven original sins, so they started a long war with the fallen arbiter of Damo.
It was normal for them to become enemies with the arbiter of the arbiter of time because of the prophecy of the future.
"These evil gods are so messy …"
Chung Shen-soo complained and walked out of the village.
Suddenly, he sensed something and turned around. He found that the small village had disappeared, and it had been "hidden."
His expression suddenly changed. "What I saw just now was a part of history that was' hidden '?! Why can I see it? Did someone, no, some existence reveal it to me? "
The feeling of being watched and manipulated made every pore on Chung Shen-soo's body tremble.
Without thinking, he returned to the real world.
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