If you're wrong, you're going to be so wrong, maybe you're going to lose everything, what if you could have predicted? Since the birth of this planet, there has been a thing from another plane that has fallen into this planet, it may not be as blue as you think, it may not be white, it may not be as red as a meteorite, and you don't need to know what this thing is, what you need to know is that the people in this thing are very outrageous. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info For many years, the war has relied on each other to complete the conditions of victory, however, some victories and defeats have long been decided, a few people may know the result, but most people rely on prophecy, legend has a dream can reflect everything, has the effect of prophecy, but in the world of life survival, the existence of prophecy is absurd, but his appearance on this planet, but the impossible becomes possible.

Nerif's arrival is like an uninvited guest who has broken into a quiet area, in his world, how many people ignore what he says, maybe they do pay attention, but there are too many people who want to manipulate fate, Neriff gives people two judgments every time, one is life, then the other may be death? When human beings find this human-like life, they consider it a lucky thing, and God always favors the lucky ones.

Neriff believes that fate, like tossing a coin, will always have heads or tails, and who would believe that it stands in the middle? If you believe it and are heard by Nerif, he might say, "This is a place full of possibilities." He was dressed like a priest, with blue skin, and the ball in his hand was like a diviner, if it weren't for the red crystal on his head, maybe he would really be regarded as a soothsayer.

The mysteries of the universe seem to him to be nothing more than possibilities and impossibilities, death, life, nightmares, Nerif will never complain, nor will he judge himself, he always leaves his judgment to others, and it is not himself who chooses, but other people, who inexplicably came to this planet, bringing more possibilities here.

The palace was resplendent with gold, silk wood, black patterns wrapped around the tall pillars, inlaid with gold, and Neriff faced the king.

"Will we win this battle?"

"Give me 10,000 possibilities, Your Majesty, maybe you only want two, then these are the two possibilities." The slow tone of Neriff's slightly magnetic voice was not at all nervous.

Who would have known what was in Nerif's head, and perhaps no one but himself could have guessed it, and the king gladly thought that there were only two kinds of battles according to the oracle, either victory or defeat, and who would the dawn of victory be if it were not for himself?

The king did not think of his own victory, because the words of the oracle had a certain prophetic quality, and for many years he had won the present peace by relying on the words of the prophets, boasting of his strength, and the king wanted to make fate his pet, so as to get all the victories.

However, fate was so strange, the situation that had been in favor of the king changed in an instant, and in the middle of the massacre something strange happened, and the battlefield began to divide. At every critical moment of the battle, reality was split and reduced to fragments. Mortally wounded and dead soldiers stood up and marched forward with firm steps to fight. Their minds were also divided, and the warriors found themselves in a state of life and death, being and disappearing at the same time.

Victory and defeat also had two outcomes, and both sides realized this situation, and the whole plane was like a hall full of mirrors, and all the mirrors were shattering endlessly, and the dynasty fell into madness in this instant.

The absurdities and lies of history played out all the stories in an instant, in the endless lies in which people began to be unable to eat and drink normally, sleep, reproduce, and the echoes kept repeating themselves as if they were endless, and just before the echoes were over, people grabbed Nerif, tied him up, and threw him into a spaceship, hoping to get rid of him and never harm them. There is no doubt that it is already too late for them. This is true for everyone.

Beneath his seat was a white horse, he was the Radiance of the Infinite Sun, he was a white-haired old man, and beside him, now called the "Guardian of Light", stood Nerif.

The two seemed to share the same hobbies, chatting flawlessly in the plane of light.

"Izalo, don't you think you're old?" Nerif's eyes looked like aliens at the old man on a white horse.

Izaro ignored the taunt and smiled slightly, "We just seem to be standing in different places looking at everything here. ”

Long ago, Izaro had escaped from the primordial plane by freeing himself from the other ancient forces bound within the primordial harmonic law, and at the dawn of the universe, he was already an invisible force and became conscious. Now he held aloft the Staff of Radiance, which carried the power of light, and ran across all planes, leaving behind the chaos that pursued him.

Neriff turned the crystal orb in his hand and laughed "haha", "Perhaps, you are immortal, but this planet is like a shadow because of the change of the 'Mad Moon', fortunately, the night demon did not settle accounts with you, so don't hurry up and take care of your 'planet'." There was a slight sarcasm in Nerif's words, more of a reminder and warning to Izzalo. Of course, the old man could hear it, so he would not refute it as sarcasm.

Izzalo tapped a dark clearing with the staff of light in his hand, and the light of the clearing shone on the darkness around him, everything was full of life with the light, I have to say, the importance of light to life, after the collapse of the mad moon, the world was pitch black, only cold and darkness shrouded the planet, until the appearance of Izaro brought life, but it was the night race that caused destruction.

"Don't you feel like you need light? Pursuing this is better than your prophecy, Nerif. "Izaro himself is a firm believer in the role of light, and between chaos and darkness, it is light that disperses them.

"What if I don't?" It seems that Neriff wants to prophesy fate again, but this time, perhaps, the fate of the planet.

Izaro really didn't want to argue with him, and directly inserted the topic, "It's changing so quickly, as I expected, a very hot energy has appeared in the center, cutting through the creatures in the middle, maybe on the other side is the light guide, on the other side is the dark guide, oh, Nerif, your favorite possibility." ”

Neriff smiled slightly, he hadn't always liked possibilities, "It's not just that that has changed, old man Izarlo, I've heard that Slyrick of the Dragon Tomb in the heart of Eldom has whined, and it seems that a knight named Davion has gained his powers, can we invite this warrior to join?" "Neriff has always been well-versed in information, and he knows more than two sides of the mystery.

"In addition to him, there should be more warriors and promising people who want to join, Nerif, there is also a hermit on the island of the veil." Izaro apparently wanted Neriff to convince these warriors that even if he was immortal, he was afraid of trouble and would be lazy.

Neriff frowned, one eyebrow slightly upturned, and his mouth pursed, a little helpless, "Oh? It seems that you are still like a snail as always, this power is not trivial, as soon as possible to bring in powerful beings to join, we don't need waste. ”

Izzalo smiled at him and said calmly, "Maybe one of us is there." ”

The oracle turned away with his rotating golden crystal, he didn't want to pay attention to this old man anymore, the older ones were different, they were just countless, and when he was halfway there, he suddenly stopped, turned half of his body, and said slowly, "I also have a prophecy, something powerful is about to awaken, and your old neighbor will probably knock on your door too, ready to face his fate, old man." “

Izzalo instantly understood Nerif's words, he felt extraordinary, representing the light, he has always believed in his insistence on justice, but what he really has to face is an unknown future, and he seems to have seen a battle and the power of gradual awakening in pursuit of light.