Chapter 153: A Bad Deal?

Chapter 153: A Bad Deal?

I’m not affected by prophecy arts, but I’ll still end up walking toward the prophecy’s goal? That sounds like I’m still inside those so-called ‘Threads of Fate,’ doesn’t it?

Seeing Zheng Yichen’s confusion, Loris continued to explain. “Ordinary prophecy arts indeed have no effect on you. Even if that power envelops you, it will be annihilated or assimilated by the unique trait of your Otherworldly Soul. But the one who used the prophecy art this time is no ordinary person… and she also used a very troublesome object as an aid. You may ignore it, but that doesn’t mean the things around you can ignore it!”

Zheng Yichen still only half-understood, scratching his head.

“Put simply, you’re too weak to overpower the influence this prophecy’s force has on your surroundings. Under the influence of this power, you are forcibly tied to a moving wheel and will ultimately be carried to the direction the wheel is heading.”

“…So you’re saying I currently don’t have the strength to shake this wheel, the power to make it stop, right?” Hearing Loris explain it this way, Zheng Yichen indicated he pretty much understood now.

Before, he had the ability to jump off the vehicle. If he discovered this vehicle was a shady one, he could ignore the shady factors and simply jump off, avoiding certain things. The people on the shady vehicle couldn’t do anything to him either. But now, the situation was that someone had tied him up hard and thrown him onto the shady vehicle. He was already on board!

Then, the people on the shady vehicle still wouldn’t do anything to him, nor would they restrict his movements. But because Zheng Yichen was tied up, even though the people on the shady vehicle wouldn’t do anything to him and the door was open, without the ability to break free from the ropes, he also didn’t have the capability to jump out.

Zheng Yichen’s strength wasn’t enough to see the power of the prophecy art. Loris saw it very clearly. Zheng Yichen’s entire body was enveloped in dense, countless black threads. Every time these threads touched Zheng Yichen, they were violently pushed away, unable to affect him in any way. But because these threads were numerous and stable, even when repelled, they wouldn’t dissipate.

When unable to directly affect Zheng Yichen, they began to extend outward. These threads belonged to the power of the prophecy art, involving fate. So length meant nothing to them. As long as they could extend, they could extend an infinite distance.

Most of the black threads extended toward the endless Void, connecting to everything that could influence Zheng Yichen. A portion of them spread toward her. However, the moment this portion of spreading black threads touched Loris, they spontaneously shattered and vanished.

After all, Loris was also a Witch. Her power was no weaker than Dan Marina’s. Even in her current weakened state, this small portion of spreading power couldn’t affect her, or even touch her. As for all of it pressing onto her? That was even more impossible. As long as Loris didn’t actively pull them in, these black threads wouldn’t act like that.

If all of it pressed onto her, Loris indeed couldn’t completely resist it. She would be stained by the influence of this prophecy art. She admitted it would be troublesome. But if that were the case… it would also be a good thing. At least with all the prophetic power transferred to her, she had plenty of ways to deal with this portion of prophetic power.

But right now, she couldn’t do that. If she got stained by the prophetic power now, it wouldn’t bring Zheng Yichen any help. Instead, it would bring great trouble. She was too weak now. Once affected by the power of prophecy, she was certain that during her process of recovering strength, she would encounter all sorts of accidents. A condition that could recover in about a month would, with these prophetic powers, drag on for at least a year, maybe even longer!!

During this over-a-year period, it would also trigger all sorts of accidents, forcing Zheng Yichen to get close to the prophecy’s target. So… doing this now would be a losing deal!

“Can’t grab it…” Zheng Yichen waved his claws around, grabbing at the air, and said somewhat glumly. His claws made Zheng Yichen think of a certain spiky-haired guy’s “hand that attracts girls” every time he grabbed magic. Only, he had the advantage here, right?

No matter how amazing that guy’s hand was, even if it was more awesome than his, capable of erasing all special powers, his body was still human. He was no longer human long ago, could cast magic awesomely, could fly by flapping his wings, and could flip over tanks by swiping his claws… but he really missed his Human Form…

Comparing the pros and cons of erasing all special powers versus grabbing special powers, he used to think his was pretty good. Now it seemed that “hand that attracts girls” power was more awesome. At least this so-called prophetic power, he couldn’t grab right now.

“You should be able to grab it once you can see it,” Loris said. When Zheng Yichen waved his claws, she could still see clearly. Every time Zheng Yichen’s claws passed through the prophetic power, the black threads swept by the claws would tremble slightly, as if blown by wind.

This indeed had an effect, but… because Zheng Yichen couldn’t see this power at all, he couldn’t contact it. This power and he weren’t on the same “level” right now. Even so, his claws being able to slightly brush the prophetic power at this time was quite remarkable. Though it was useless!

“How long will this take?”

Zheng Yichen scratched his head.

“A few decades,” Loris thought carefully and gave a relatively accurate number, which made the corner of Zheng Yichen’s mouth twitch slightly.

“That’s really long!”

“That’s already very short,” Loris shook her head. A few decades wasn’t long. The speed of power increase was like a downward slope. Back when she became a Witch long ago, over a vast stretch of time, her efficiency in getting stronger barely matched the first two hundred or so years after becoming a Witch!

The situation was the same for other Witches. Even many Human and other Alien Races powerhouses were like this. Because beings like them already had power levels that were too high. It was like trying to advance another step at the top of a hundred-foot pole. Increasing even a little bit was extremely difficult.

The few decades she mentioned referred to the point where Zheng Yichen could initially see the binding threads formed by the prophetic power. Of course, for him, any level was fine as long as he could see it.

“Cough, cough…” Looking at the materials on the eerie, chaotic pattern that shattered into dust together, Dan Marina’s face suddenly turned pale. She coughed violently, her spirits wilting. Black markings like a spiderweb appeared from her hands, spreading rapidly. They soon extended to her collarbone area. “This time, I really took a huge loss!”

She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, looking at how everyone around her avoided her gaze. Dan Marina’s usual frivolous smile now turned into a cold sneer. These markings on her body were brought by Fate Backlash. Fate was like a spiderweb; the more you struggled, the harder it was to break free. Even a light touch on this web would make you firmly stuck!

Those people avoided her like the plague, worried they might accidentally get stained by this Fate Backlash too!

The young girl silently watched the rather disheveled Dan Marina. This was the first time she had seen this woman like this, but she didn’t feel much sympathy. This was a transaction itself. As for touching her?

Dan Marina right now was a super radiation source. She could withstand the Fate Backlash, but others? Get stained and wait for death.