After one hundred and twenty-seven generations, my lord has no heirs.
After one hundred and thirty-four generations, I have no sacrifice.
When the world and the earth are changing, people are being killed, and the sky is stained with blood, my Lord, with his red-haired and beautiful woman, descends from the altar to save me from water and fire.
In the remaining time, God has given me generals and gods to offer sacrifices to assist my lord in rebuilding prosperity.
Worry about the war, celebrate the new master.
I hope that all the people in our country will work together to support the Lord and assist in government affairs. This is the only wish I have left, and I will close my eyes to the Nine Springs.
---------- The last prophecy of Field, one hundred and thirty-fourth generation priest of the Kingdom of Moruo