hey regained their senses!The venue was originally choked by the presence of angels, but now, all pressure has vanished.The mages were dragged into a battlefield beyond their comprehension, where the...The Rosetta Stone.

As early as the First Dynasty, pharaohs already possessed a set of cards created by drawing upon qi.

The specific origin is unknown.

The stele has 14 lines of hieroglyphic ancient Egyptian writing, and each character can be drawn as a separate card.

This deck is called the "Rosetta Deck" and is held by Pharaohs and priests of times past.

Among them, the two strongest cards, Egyptianを発作 tar (ta) and ro (luo), these two words themselves mean the Kingly Way.

No one knows the origin of Tarot, but it is known that it influences the trajectory of stars in the unseen. Those with weak minds, who merely glimpse it, will become deranged and unable to recover.

The High Priest has always been skeptical and, after years of use, there have never been any abnormalities.

This year, the stars are in turmoil.

The High Priest decided to consume his lifespan and shuffle the deck again, drawing cards in the order of the current calendar year, hoping to gain some clues.

The high priest began shuffling the cards, as he did every year.

The deck of cards shifts.

Suddenly.

He seemed to see something out of place, as if from a deck of cards.

The aged priest leaned closer to the deck of cards, and suddenly something jumped out.

He was so startled that he dropped the cards, which scattered across the floor.

Damn bugs!

After seeing clearly what it was, the priest calmed himself.

It's just a little bug.

Then, he gathered the cards from the ground, shuffled them, and started again.

Another thing pops out after just a little while!

This time, the bug jumped directly onto the white desktop.

Slap!

The priest's eyes were quick, and he slapped down with his hand.

He could feel that kind of. bursting sensation.

The Nihil warriors popping those bugs, that's gotta feel good.

The priest raised his hand.

Suddenly, he looked puzzled.

Nothing at all!!!

Illusion

Maybe I'm overthinking it

I have nothing in my hands.

But the feeling of the insect corpses and filth still remaining in one's hand persists.

Thick, sickening, nauseating.

Wash your hands.

The priest gave up playing cards, stood up, and walked into the house to begin washing his hands.

Once.

The feeling of discomfort is still there.

I cleaned it again.

My hands were smooth as jade, but the feeling of disgust lingered.

The High Priest was getting restless and started washing his hands over and over again.

Again and again. Over and over.

"High Priest, Astrology. Ah!!!"

The female priestess who came in to report on the stars gasped in astonishment!!!

She saw the High Priest washing his hands, the water flowing continuously. The High Priest scrubbed vigorously, his flesh falling away relentlessly, leaving only white bone.

"What's wrong" the High Priest turned his head.

The female priest shuddered at the sight before her, an eerie scene.

"I ask you, what is the astrology like" the High Priest asked again.

"Your... your hands!!!" The female priest saw the High Priest's usual expression, her face filled with disbelief.

"Oh, it's nothing, just got a little dirty." The high priest turned the item over and over, as if it were nothing at all.

But.

All the meat is gone!!!

The female priest breathed heavily, retreating step by step.

"Forget it, I won't wash them. Besides, you can accompany me in shuffling the cards and see what this star calendar says about the dynasty's fortune." The High Priest shook his head, then walked to the hall and stood by the card table.

The priestess was stunned, she didn't know what happened or what to do!

"Come here, what are you just standing there for" came the high priest's impatient voice.

The woman could only grit her teeth and walk past.

Perhaps the high priest has invented something new, like a deck of cards What's there to fear, just like a mummy

"I'll shuffle the cards, you pick one," said the high priest, his bone-like hands beginning to shuffle.

Only the female priest could see this, her scalp tingling with dread.

"It's washed, choose one."

The woman slowly drew out a card and looked at it, seemingly the "Sun".

"Good draw." The High Priest smiled, stepping closer. "Ra, the star, represents you, your Third Dynasty."

The priestess, uneasy and wanting to keep her distance, noticed that the high priest was behaving strangely.

"

Take your cards.

"

The woman could only do as she was told. On the surface of the cards, a brilliant light shone down on all beings, just as always.

"Who do you think will be laughing last at the current state of affairs" The High Priest suddenly threw out a baffling question.

The female priest shook her head, but after a moment of thought, she spoke again: "Our Third Dynasty is vast, capable of establishing ten thousand stellar kingdoms."

"It's good, it's big, but have you seen that insect on the card"

"Oh!" The female priest, upon hearing this, was startled and dropped the token. Upon closer inspection, she saw no insects.

"Alright, it's fallen. Perfect. A harbinger of the dynasty's decline, they spilled out from the cards, everywhere." The High Priest smiled and shook his head. "The Third Dynasty is over. It seemed mighty, but even a grand backdrop means nothing when riddled with holes."

"What on earth are you saying" The priestess was both frightened and confused.

"Saying nothing, we continue. Next one, choose."

The female priestess then trembled and drew out a

"Good draw." The High Priest's voice was as usual: "[Moderation], representing their unrestrained proliferation and existence. Powerful, everywhere, but lacking imagination. Death penalty. Keep drawing."

The High Priest's skeletal hand, clutching the deck of cards, was nearly up to his face. The female priestess could only continue drawing one card.

“This one is interesting.” The High Priest retracted his smile and scrutinized it for a long time: “【Hermit】, the mysterious oriental race, appears late, powerful, but I think, only the second ancestor. Their ancestors were generous, too immersed in the past glory and ancient power, they wouldn't develop. Death penalty again.”

One, one.

One after another.

From the high priest's lips came a myriad of riddles and pronouncements, but it all boiled down to two words: death penalty.

"Almost out of cards, last one left, let me draw it"

The priestess was backed against the wall, fear gripping her whole body. She didn't dare move, only nodding in response.

The High Priest slowly drew out one card, then his expression was ecstatic!

As if declaring victory, " 【Female Priestess】!!! You are the victor, congratulations! You laughed last!"

"Sobbing," the priestess saw this scene, how dare she answer, so frightened that she whimpered softly.

“Why did you win, yet refuse to smile!!! Could my prophecy have been wrong Smile! Please, smile!!!” The High Priestess shifted from ecstasy to rage, while the female priestess could only weep.

Suddenly, the high priest grabbed the priestess's hair and pulled it hard, forcing the card in her hand into the woman's mouth!

The sharp edges of the card ripped across her mouth, staining the beautiful surface of the 【Priestess】 card with blood.

I won't be wrong, the Lord won't be wrong, God won't be wrong!!! You don't laugh at me, I laugh for you, you give me a laugh!!! Laugh!!!"

"Ugh," the female priestess could only manage a guttural shriek before her head was ripped apart by the card's brutal force. Her body slowly went limp.

Seeing this, the High Priest also grabbed the woman by her hair and slumped to the ground in despair, blood staining his robe but he ignored it.

Well

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After sitting in silence for a long time, the high priest suddenly smiled in a strange way.

"Hee hee, ha ha, hahaha, I laughed, I laughed, I laughed until the end, it was my victory, it was my victory!!!"

As he spoke, he picked up the scattered cards from the ground and shoved them into his mouth, gulping them down!

“I ate you all, devoured you all, bad seeds, bad seeds!!! It was too lonely, too isolated, carrying lofty ideals it summoned you, wanting to build a vibrant, bustling universe. You...you with your war killed it, you will pay, all of you will pay!!!!!!!! Uh!!!”

The cards swelled and fermented, as if inside the high priest's belly.

The High Priest's belly grew larger and larger.

Then

A muffled sound.

> Subsequently

A profound silence descended. afterglow of the Second Hundred Schools of Thought would be like spring rain, seeping and expanding to encompass all realms.So, let your thoughts wander.Is there a historical record of compiling the...