Chapter 744 Eternal Echor Prophecy
"Bisha, what do you think must have happened on the continent of Anfang?"
Rok Jahar stopped in his tracks and asked without turning back. He was suddenly feeling unease in his heart as he kept on thinking about the transgressor.
Bisha didn't know what she was supposed to say for sure. But she could provide her opinion based on the previous instances that she had studied.
"My king, it would just be another fool on the continent of Anfang trying to bite more than he can chew. They must want to come to this side since they lack the resources. Like a poor beggar trying to enter a city meant for elites. Hehe."
Bisha said and chuckled. From the things she knew about Anfang, she estimated that the place spelled certain doom for relatively powerful entities. Additionally, all the other instances indicated that some of the inhabitants of the Anfang intended to come here using the space channel established by the continent of Echidna.
Of course, the continent of Echidna had accepted such denizens with open arms. But only a few of them had positive endings. Most of these fools ended up becoming test subjects for the continent of Echidna.
In recent centuries, it had been possible for the establishments of the continent of Anfang to place strict restrictions on its original inhabitants. They hadn't allowed anyone to contact the denizens of Echidna through any means. Thus, the denizens of Echidna hadn't hosted the original denizen of Anfang in a long time.
Bisha believed the case today was similar to the case in the past. So she wasn't too worried about the incident. Yes, it was a huge loss for the temple. But not something it couldn't get back on track from.
Rok Jahar was of a similar opinion a few moments back. But he felt there was something off about it.
"Bisha, recite me the Eternal prophecy passed down to all of us, will you?"
Bisha was confused at first. Then she was confused some more before responding.
"But My King..."
"Do as I say."
Rok Jahar cut Bisha off before she could voice her queries. The latter just sighed and shrugged her shoulder after standing up. She scratched her forehead with her right index finger as if trying to remember something.
Bisha spoke in a neutral tone about the Eternal prophecy she knew about. It had a lot of variations in many books and parchments she had studied so far. Thus, she spoke the variation she remembered right away.
"The sun wilt rise from the west
The wynds shalt be reversed
Time wilt leap back in time
And the divyne shalt be cursed
The heritor of the Elder echor
Will be born agaynst al odds
Cradled by the first light
Away from the shadowe of gods
Hidden under manie a veil
Blessed by the seven syns
Unstoppable shalt be his rise
Ynevitable agaynst any means
He shalt cometh to claim
His rightful ynfynity and more
His path shalt be paved
On the flowers of blood and gore
He wilt groweth and prosper
Under the umbra of evil
Deceit shalt be his shield
Vengeance wilt be his anvil
Vying for eternal pantheons
O gods of existence
Kill this seed, thee must
Lest it groweth, sans the resistance
For at whiche hour this Elder seed enters
the worlds of creators
it shalt spell doom
to all its traitors"
After carefully focusing on the words, Bisha finished speaking the Eternal Prophecy. Since it was passed down for thousands of years, the language in which it was written was archaic. Thus, it was quite a tongue twister for Bisha to speak as fluidly as she wanted it to.
Bisha had also heard rumors that there was a second half to the Eternal prophecy that wasn't as known as the first half. Most often, however, only the first half of the Eternal prophecy was considered by the priests.
Bisha didn't understand why the priest Rok Jahar wanted her to speak about the Eternal prophecy that was being treated as nothing but an urban legend by this point. She failed to see the correlation it shared with the incident that had happened just a few moments ago.
"Away from the shadow of gods..."
Rok Jahar mumbled the words Bisha had just spoken. His frown intensified the more he thought about it. He turned towards Bisha and asked her directly even though it looked like he was asking himself more.
"Bisha... don't you think Anfang can be regarded as something that is away from the shadow of gods?"
Bisha opened her eyes wide in utter shock when she understood what Rok Jahar was trying to imply. She looked him in the eyes and saw that he meant business about what he was asking. So she replied seriously as well.
"My king, Anfang is not the only world that can be referred to that way. Besides, they say that..."
Bisha wanted to say something but she was cut off by Rok Jahar right away.
"I know all that, Bisha. I'm just comparing things here.
The Seed of Elder Echor is seen as a cataclysmic omen by a lot of temples of other gods as well. Not just us. So we can understand how serious this is."
Rok spoke in a grim voice. He then sighed before admitting his doubts as well.
"Additionally, there have been instances of false alarms reported by priests and archpriests who interpreted certain events wrongly. The punishments they received for falsely assuming something weren't light either.
I don't want to make those mistakes. Otherwise, there would be no point in keeping the study of history as a prerequisite to holding a position in the temple."
Rok Jahar scratched his beardless face and said. He then shook his head in denial and laughed mirthlessly before speaking up.
"Hehe. Maybe I'm worried about nothing. But just as a precaution, I want you to meet up with somebody. Let's see if I could get you to enter the continent of Anfang so that you'd be able to see for yourself."
Bisha nodded to Rok Jahar's orders and disappeared, leaving the priest alone with his thoughts.