"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze, come in order. There's no way you can touch the Emperor's sword, so what's the hurry!"

Several men huddled together in front of the Pit Excalibur argued over who could try their luck earlier. Someone next to him was watching a joke, someone was bored in a daze, and someone thought it wasn't interesting and turned away. In the end, these people were lucky, they saw His Majesty the Emperor approaching with his escort, and hurriedly saluted and got out of the way.

Their legs trembled, and in an instant they realized that they had almost made a great mistake, and they could only kneel down and ask for His Majesty's magnanimity. Feige's gaze swept over them, observing their souls for signs of remorse or timidity. He saw that his prestige could still intimidate them, so he didn't criticize those who made the right choice.

But when he came to the edge of the pit, he heard the people below laughing: "Hahaha, you were also electrocuted, did you? Do you think you can become the next emperor?" Feiqi's eyes narrowed, he raised his right hand, and the cat teasing stick floated to a halt, and the old wand flew out of his waist and crashed into his palm.

"Flame Ray!"

A thin red line flew out from the tip of the wand and across the ruins, right in the middle of the joyful man. In an instant, the flames engulfed him, and the screams rang out like a death knell in everyone's ears, and he struggled twice before he was burned to death.

"Your Majesty, rest your anger!" shouted Goode hurriedly, ignoring the fact that Maxes was tugging at his sleeve from behind. "It's okay to just punish the evil!"

Feige tilted his head and saw a man on the edge, about to run out of the crater. He shook Good's hand away, and the Elder Wand pointed at it. A green beam of light shot out, and the corroded human body flowed down the slope like a molten candle.

A few others who wanted to run were frightened and quickly knelt down, their hands in the air, trembling incessantly. "Don't let anyone go!" Feige ordered, and swept over the group's faces one by one.

"If you want to be my successor, kill me and step over my corpse, or you won't want to take my crown!" Fei Qi roared: "A group of people, if you don't go to disaster relief, you will participate in subversion and rebellion here, and it is not a pity to die!"

He strode down the slope, treading on the soft ground, toward the frightened crowd. "Who will tell me what kind of crime it is to spread rumors that the emperor is dead?"

"Decapitation. Maithers said.

"Then who will tell me what crime it is to seize the position of emperor and how to punish it?"

"Hanged. Maithers said.

"And who's going to take the death?!" Feige yelled as he stood in the middle of the kneeling crowd with the Elder Wand in hand. The people around him all bowed lower, for fear that they would become the relatively prominent one, and a low cry came.

"Nobody?" Fei Qi snorted on the ground and said, "I gave you the opportunity to report, who started this? Who was the first to spread rumors that I was dead, and who was the first to say that picking up my sword would be the next emperor?"

Everyone frowned, who was it? I did hear someone say that at the time, and then I followed suit, but who said the first sentence? They all desperately wanted to remember the original person, and now they raised their heads and looked around. Everyone doesn't look like it, but the original person must not be himself. When His Majesty the Emperor asked a question for the second time, in line with the principle that he was not the first evil, he would first quickly point out the one that looked the most like.

The hands of the people testify to each other, forming an intricate web in which almost everyone is involved. The reason why I say almost, is because Feige and the man who set up the net are outside the net. With the help of the Eye of Koktar, Feige quickly sorted out the interrelationships of the finger network and set his eyes on an inconspicuous middle-aged man. When his soul-reading eyes focused on the man, he suddenly jumped up from the ground and shouted to the sky, "Glory save me!"

"Dazzling, no one can save you, take off your disguise!" Feige waved his wand in the air, and the cat teasing stick on the edge of the pit and the pit sword at the bottom of the pit flew to his side, following him as he moved, ready for battle. "What did you foresee this time?

The middle-aged man stared blankly at the sky, which was empty except for blue, white, and black from the burning plume of smoke. He sighed, looked at Feige, and then gradually transformed into the image of an aging woman with big eyes. Since the last time she gave the note to Feiqi, she has become extremely senile due to "overuse of the power of prophecy", and according to herself, "has become an ordinary person with no prophecy ability". Although she is the image of a poor old woman, Feige does not pity her at all.

Feige only had one hand to work with, so he used the Qi Elemental Rope to control the Pit Excalibur, dangling above Flare Light's head and pointing at her heart. "Are you already on the side of the Creator?" Feige asked gloomily.

"In the future I see, you are already dead - you have gloriously completed your historical mission, leaving the people of the Yongli Continent with the confidence of victory and the method of victory. "What I'm going to do is make sure that the hope continues, and that the chaos that follows is as short as possible," Yaoguang said. ”

"You see me dead, how blind are you?!"

"Your future ends the moment the teleportation circle takes effect, after which you no longer exist anywhere in the multiverse. Flare looked up at Feige, her eyes twitching slightly. "I don't see you in any future, even if you're standing in front of me, what's going on?"

"You ask me?" Fei Qi laughed angrily and said, "You don't look for the reason from yourself, but instead ask for answers from the people you have harmed?"

"Feige, this is important!" said Flarelight, "I know that I have made a terrible mistake, and I am doomed. But the future can't go wrong! I see a future of victory, and that future is without you. Your statue, your biography, your spirit are there, but that's all! If you're still there, how can you achieve a victorious future!"

"Haha! What a foolish thing to say! Do you think that the future without me will win, and with mine it may fail? Do you think I am a person who will lead to failure?!"

"No, those failed futures don't have ...... you," Flare said, "The last key historical point I've seen so far is your battle with the Terrasqui Behemoth. You have lifted its threat to the Yongli Continent, left behind the remains of a magic circle that can be forcibly teleported, and left behind the confidence and hope of victory, and history will lead to victory. ”

"Fart! Victory is done by human hands, not like playing a game, if you meet the prerequisites, you will automatically succeed later! The fate and future you see are at most a possibility provided by the history of the past and the accumulation of knowledge! Ha, I guess you don't even know about the existence of parallel worlds, right? I have seen the same thing, and they are all the same, but because they come from different worlds, they are extremely subtle! The future is made up of the present ...... one by one."

Feige stopped as he spoke, and Yaoguang looked at him in a daze, and the two of them burst into sparks of new thinking and inspiration in their eyes. Feige thought of parallel worlds, so what prophecy spells saw must be their own worlds? No, it turned out that on the contrary, prophecy spells were likely to see parallel worlds. Aren't those parallel worlds that are similar but not identical like scenes from the future and the past?

Due to the similar conditions, if the same steps are taken, the probability of obtaining a similar future will be very high - this may be the essence of prophetic spells! What "glimpse the future, change the future" is wrong, obviously seeing the history of other parallel worlds, using its accumulated wisdom to guide the present, so as to chase similar results. Through the prophetic spell, the "wisdom of the past" is obtained, which is like reading a book full of lessons in the library. But one's future can only be achieved by oneself through the gradual accumulation of one "now" after another, and there is no way to save effort.

"Why is there no me in all the futures, victory or defeat?"

"I don't know, I don't know, I don't know......" Dazzling Light dodged her eyes, her whole body trembled, she was obviously afraid. "The fact that you are not in the prophecy means that you can have any influence, that you can create something completely different. Feige, you should disappear so that you can guarantee ......"

"So, in order to make the world run the way you want, you want to kill me, right?" said Feige, "who do you want to make the Emperor of the Empire and carry on my legacy? Come, say that name, and let me see if you still have the last honesty. ”

"Why can't Glory? She is not afraid of the damage of the Holy Thunder, and can easily draw your sword! Although her combat ability is not as good as yours, she is strong enough, and she is very restrained by the war knights. I saw her ......"

Feige raised his hand and swung his wand downward, and the Pit Sword stabbed down, piercing Flare's heart from behind. The moment his heart was punctured, a wave of divine power surged outward, and the characteristics of that energy were exactly the same as the divine crystals that Fei Qi had ever seen. This energy will keep Flare alive, so her death will be very slow and painful.

"You liar. "You say you won't become a god because it will affect your ability to observe the future, you say you don't have the power to predict the future, but you do it over and over again, you say you are on the same side as me against the threat of the Second World, but you want me to die." Even until the end, you're lying. Glory isn't the one you expected to succeed me, it's the other one you want to protect. There is only one person in this world who can truly inherit me, especially one who can continue on the path I left behind, and I can only think of one that meets the conditions now. ”

Yaoguang opened his mouth slightly, and blood flowed down. In a muffled voice, she said, "Don't ...... Don't kill ......"

"I'm not going to kill her, I'm going to train her well. Thunder White has a lot of potential, and I was already optimistic about her. The Second World, the Creator, my primary goal is still them, and I will not be stupid enough to cut off my own arm! However, before I achieve victory, no one should want to covet the Emperor's seat, any rebellion will be ruthlessly suppressed, and today is an example. Maybe in the future you see, Thunder White is the leader, but in my future, she can only be a foil!"

"She can, you can't ......"

"I've heard enough of your nonsense. Feige swung his wand and blasted Flare's body with a spell, shattering her straight to pieces. After that, he summoned the Soul Lantern and activated the Hell Rune Magic Array on it, and began to absorb the power of the Divine Crystal. His previous estimate was slightly off, Yaoguang did not become a god, she still fused the divine crystal into her body, as a source of mana for the prophecy spell, like a battery. This battery also heals her when she is hurt, but she really doesn't become a god.

When the remaining power of the crystal is absorbed, Flare is completely dead. Feige took a deep breath, causing his body to shake twice from his anger and the reuse of spells. The cat stick flew over, got under his hand, and helped him hold up, and only then did he regain his footing, and he had the strength to raise his head and look at the "accomplices" around him who were waiting for the outcome of his fate.

"You are all traitors!" said Feiqi, "you don't have the courage to confront me and oppose me, but one by one, you all feel that you can mix in this kind of thing! You want to believe the lie that you can become the next emperor by drawing your sword, because you think you have a bargain! I should send you to hell and let you get a taste of the Terrasqui Behemoth!"

"Your Majesty, spare your life!" the voices begging for mercy came and went, and Feige was even more upset when he heard it. He looked at the Elder Wand and found that the hand holding the wand twitched slightly, and his ability to sense and control mana was almost reduced to zero. His current state was too bad for him to cast a spell that modified the memories of these people, so there weren't many options in front of him.

"All of them will be beheaded, and they will be executed immediately. Feige gave the order and said, "Goode, Mercers, make sure these people have their heads on poles, right on the edge of the battlefield." They did not go to the rescue and mutual aid, but gathered here to rumor the death of the emperor, and tried to use the way of drawing the sword in the stone as the criterion for selecting a successor, which was a rebellion. Write this clearly over there, and let the troubadours spread it throughout the city!"

Goode wanted to plead, but was dragged down on one knee by Maxhers, nodding yes. Fitch was followed by the palace guards, who saw Fitch fight Terrasque, saw him return from a serious injury, and followed him to rescue the victims of the palace. Feige was so tired that he looked out of strength several times, and they all saw it in their eyes and remembered it in their hearts. So when Feige gave the order, the order was carried out to the letter.

Combat training, weapons and armor, battlefield coordination, these disparities erased the dying struggle, and it didn't take long for the execution to end. Since Feige wanted heads, each body was decapitated, and the heads were piled together to form a bloody hill.

While the palace guards were "working", Feige got Goode and Maxers up and said to them, "You will rot in your stomach about Thunder White." Goode, I know you're kinder, so think more about how much of a threat you will pose to Thunder White after generating rumors. You're realistic, Maxers, so you should know very well what my attitude towards traitors is. ”

"Regardless of whether Lei Tingbai was involved in this incident or not, I just treated her as if she didn't know, and this matter passed like this. The witch knew she was going to die, and she couldn't believe her last words. I wouldn't have listened to her, and I certainly wouldn't do what she told me now. "You just need to remember one thing: whoever dares to rebel has the best awareness to defeat me, otherwise it's all a dead end!"

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