As an ancient sage, Xal'atath is in the same situation as himself. The upper void allows them to be immune to the changes of time, so naturally they cannot predict Xal'atath's future.

The pirate cursed unhappily, but he turned his eyes and returned to Sephiel's future to carefully observe the last scene.

Finally, in the distorted shadow cast by himself under the setting sun, he discovered the shadow of Xal'atath who was approaching creptly.

This shows that Xal'atas was with him at the last moment, and he still had the same mischievous temperament.

This made the smile on the pirate's face even bigger.

Then, he decided to take a look at Maiev's future, and all he saw was one picture.

In the desolate background of an extremely dark and scorched land, at the top of a strange tower of darkness, Maiev was half-kneeling there, maintaining the priest's prayers.

Her back was turned to Blake and her face could not be seen.

But the pirates could see that Maiev's arms and legs were covered with heavy black chains, as if she was imprisoned somewhere. Looking down from the deserted tower, they could only see the gray sky and earth, and occasionally

Another flame ignited.

In the distance is an eerie pale river.

It stretches from this dark place to the end of sight, but it does not seem to have a river flowing, with no place to come from and no place to go. It seems more like it runs through this nightmare land.

Blake's expression turned cold.

He knew where this place was. He could tell from the iconic River Styx that this was the Maw, a hell in the Shadow Realm specially designed to punish those hopeless souls.

Why is Maiev here?

Did his rescue in Argus ultimately fail?

Or is it that his partner in the Shadow Realm plans to use Maiev to threaten him to do things for him?

etc!

The pirate's mind suddenly took a turn.

He tilted his head and thought, does the appearance of this very miserable-looking future fragment mean that he has broken the circle of destiny that connects the past and the future and circulates endlessly?

If that stinky woman is imprisoned in the Maw, does that mean that I only need to go there in the future to rescue her?

Maiev will never leave her after all.

As she said, this is a temporary separation.

ha.

What's the bad news here?

This is obviously the best news!

Blake's mouth suddenly opened into a satisfied yet malicious smile.

All he had to do was ensure that the future he saw before his eyes became a reality, which meant that he knew in advance the trump card used by Emperor Denathrius to threaten him.

In this way, the initiative is in your own hands.

Wonderful.

He felt that he should be grateful for tonight's strange prophetic dream. Satisfied, he was ready to leave the dream and go back to reality to think about the details of what to do next.

But then he rolled his eyes again.

The trigger of this prophetic dream is not specific. It’s finally happened once, so it’s better to look at other people.

He didn't care about the fate of those who were incomparable with him, so he suddenly thought about what kind of person his idiot sister would become in the future.

As a result, the scene changed, and Violent Fenna was holding a child with a kind face. Beside her, there were two half-elf children noisily fighting with wooden swords.

This scene startled Blake.

He had never thought that his idiot sister, who only had muscles in her head, could have such a kind side.

But when he saw the silver anchor pendants hanging around the necks of the two children and the black and white swords they held in their hands, which were more unique in shape than they were now, Blake's eyelids suddenly jumped.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

The pirate held his head and muttered:

"How could a person with such a bottom line like me sink to such a level... Ha, I know, this prophetic dream must be a vicious tool used by other evil forces to interfere with my will!

Besides, old man Velen taught me that these are just possibilities for future development. They are between reality and illusion, so I will never have this happen to Fenner...

What the hell!"

Just when the pirate was trying to convince himself, the scene in front of him changed.

In the garden of the manor where Fenner's mother was, a drunk and handsome man who was very familiar to Blake was wearing an apron and inviting the children to have lunch.

This scene made the pirate cover his eyes in despair.

He didn't want to watch it anymore.

Damn it!

The profession of prophet is really too exciting. It is not suitable for an innocent pirate like me... Well, do you want to see the future of Little Star?

Well...

forget it.

The more I read, the more annoyed I become. Understanding the future is indeed not a good thing.
Chapter completed!