A week later, on the eastern continent, Lordan Lenstansom district. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The returning fleet did not cause any disturbances, this time the trip was completely official, the people did not know what the huge and strange warships were doing, and they had no desire to listen, because it had no effect on their lives, and when the undead hit the doorstep, they were not also the ones who should be in the middle of the earth, and the bread should be made? There is nothing to make a fuss about a fleet voyage.

Benny still prefers land to the sea, this is the instinct that his body brings to him, and the training of sailors is to eliminate these instincts, but fortunately, although Lordaeron is located in the north, it is surrounded by the sea on both sides, and there are not many people who seek a living on the sea, and the descendants of those people are the best sailors, they have been floating on the sea for a long time, and they already know how to make themselves walk on the rocking ship.

Lordaeron left Benny with a legacy that the Dawn Light had largely fully embraced, the vast land and new cultivation techniques had brought about an abundance of food, the rapid development of the Church and the Order had brought much better medical conditions than in previous lives, and the development of the population would inevitably enter a blowout period, and it would not be a problem to arm an elite army of more than 200,000 men after fifteen years.

Sometimes, Benny often wonders that he was an ordinary orphan in his previous life, what made him get to the present step by step? Is there a big invisible hand behind his back that manipulates all this? Is he just a member of the struggling beings in the long river of fate, but there is a being who hands him a rope and pulls himself up to the riverbank, and then that rope becomes the bond that controls his fate?

The ass determines the head, this kind of emotion is just a kind of self-entertainment spirit in the depths of his previous life, with the change of status, the change of thinking is also inevitable, if there was a big hand to pull him in the previous life, he must have dreamed and woke up with a smile, but now----- he doesn't want everything he does is just the result of others pulling their fingers under boredom, people have their deepest persistence, once this insistence collapses, people will be wasted.

It's just that ideas are ideas, reality is reality, and people always get something when they least want something.

"You're a Daruni?!" Benny's face was gloomy and terrifying, the origin of these Heroic Spirits had always been a mystery, they claimed to have incomplete memories, they didn't know where they came from, and in terms of appearance and size, they were no different from humans, except for the golden light shining all over their bodies.

Since these Heroic Spirits are Daruni, who sent them to their side? Is it the Light, or is it the damn Darkness

"My lord, as your power has gradually increased, we have also been affected, and the most direct manifestation is that our memories of life are gradually recovering, and we are indeed the Daruni clan. "Nasara is the leader of the Immortals, and the other Immortals are always speaking in her place, as if they can't speak.

"Daruni people look the same as humans?" Benny's face was still gloomy.

"The soul has no form, my lord. Nasara's size nearly doubled in the blink of an eye.

"You were the Light-believing side of the Daruni during your lifetime?"

"In lingua franca, I am the holy daughter of the Daruni clan, serving the great Adar and the other gods of light. Even with the helmet, Benny could feel something called pride in Nasara.

"There is no God in this world. "God is the manipulator of fate, they will look at the mortals who are running for survival with the eyes of watching the ants move, and they will pee in the ant nest on a whim, and then look at the struggling mortals and laugh twice, this is what they will do, just as mortals will not save ants, and God will not come down among mortals to save mortals.

"I respect Naru, no less than you, but Naru is not a god, we believe in the Light, not Naru!" Benny waved his hand, interrupting what Nasara was about to say.

"But Naru is the embodiment of the Light, my lord. Nasara bowed her head a little stubbornly.

"The arcane that spreads across the universe will also give birth to elemental creatures made up of pure arcane, do you think they are gods?" Those mages seem to like to collect the energy cores of those arcane creatures, who would kill the gods and then use the god's heart as a battery?

"We're not debating the differences of faith, Nasara, I just want to know, who sent you to Azeroth?" Benny stared at Nasara's eyes, even though it was made of pure light and showed no emotion at all.

"It's the Light. Nasara seems to be very sure of that.

"As far as I know, the Light is so powerful that there is nothing really we call 'spiritual intelligence', and even to followers of the Light like us, the Light is only a passive response, and I wonder if the Light will take the initiative to do something, such as ------ sending you to Azeroth. Benny rubbed his eyebrows, the Naru sigil on his forehead flickering brightly and darkly.

Nasara was silent, and Benny had no intention of getting an answer from her.

"Let's ask Adar, he's the embodiment of the Light!"

――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――

Many people believe that the development of all things is free and its veins can be found, the life of a mortal and the life of a small grass are predestined, whether you know it or not, your life and your life will follow this trajectory, until the end of your life, your soul will enter the next reincarnation, which is called fate.

Many advanced magicians have access to the most basic elements of the order of time, which gives them the illusion that they have mastered their fate, and also makes them more convinced that fate exists, that the omnipresent arcane is in control, that they can control their own destiny by peering into the truth of the arcane arts, and by mastering the truth.

The biggest example is Medivan, who believes that the visions he foresees are inevitable, so he has been sparing no effort to help the orcs gain a foothold in this world since he broke away from Sargeras's control.

The Bronze Dragons are perhaps the biggest opponents of fate, as stewards of time, they spend their days wandering the time web of Azeroth, which makes them understand that the future is not static, and that every choice will change the course of your destiny.

Naru is a very special being, they are the embodiment of the Light, a pure energy creature made of Light, no one knows the nature of the Light, because the true Source of Light is outside the universe, and the so-called Light is only its manifestation in the material world. Naru claims to be able to foresee the future, Benny is not sure if the Light has the ability to peek into the future, and Veron is known as a prophet, and Benny has never seen him show the slightest prophetic ability in front of him.

"Ah, here you are, I've been waiting for you here for tens of thousands of years. "The unfathomable face, the majestic tone of worship, your every move seems to be under his gaze, this is the prophet in Benny's impression, not a kind old man who smiles all day long like Veron.

Predicting the future is more akin to what you understand as 'calculation', which is called 'extrapolating the unknown according to the known', and if you are dressed very solemnly today, then you will definitely have to meet very important people, and if you know who you have been in close contact with lately, who has had an important influence on what you have done recently, it is not difficult to know who you are going to meet. Kai'Sa would always pull Benny out just in time when he got into the horns.

"In other words, the so-called prophet is actually a terminal, and this terminal is connected to the ubiquitous Holy Light, and the Holy Light is a supercomputer, and this computer stores the data of the whole universe-----?

'Almost. Kai'Sa glanced at Benny, the corners of her mouth hooked, this stupid boy is always so easy to deceive.