According to the normal game concept, the least feared thing for players in the trouble encountered in the virtual world is the threat of death, as long as they can withstand the heart-wrenching pain of facing death, and after being reborn, they will be a red and jumping hero. Players who are accustomed to death have become one of the most hated groups of people for the rest of the players, and the rough nerves that are accustomed to the pain of death often use the mechanism of regeneration to achieve many things that are difficult for ordinary people to do, and their attitude of ignoring a series of negative effects such as reduced prestige and loss of virtual relationships looks no different from the "adventurer cannon fodder" in the eyes of NPCs.

If it wasn't necessary, Duan Qing didn't plan to embark on this cannon fodder-like path, but now that he had dedicated his "vitality" as experience, he had lost more than ordinary players.

"Hush."

A sigh flashed on his lips that only he understood, and Duan Qing's mood slowly calmed down with the increasingly hot feeling of dying: "Forget it, I'm used to dying anyway." ”

"It's a pity that I lost so much experience, and in the end, I haven't broken the game." He opened his closed eyes, and the movements that he wanted to adapt to the light slowly stopped in mid-air: "I didn't get the purpose of tracking down the clues, but I sent myself in together...... Hey? ”

The imaginary scene of rebirth did not appear in front of the gray-robed magician, but instead there was a brilliant white light filled with a strong sense of oppression, as if the heaven and earth that were no different from the login world also had an indescribable sense of sluggishness at this time, and a large number of burning magic elements descended in front of the pale player: "This is ......"

"Where is this?"

Enduring the severe nerve pain that was still like a knife, Duan Qing reluctantly raised his eyelids to observe the surroundings: "Strange, do you have to re-enter the game on the login screen after dying now?" ”

“…… The Emperor ......"

The voice then rang in his ears, and he pressed back the self-talk he had just wanted to make: "...... Four Emperors ......"

"Who's talking?" Duan Qing's eyebrows raised slightly: "It won't be that Mahi Ed, right?" It's all dead for you, and you're going to chase it over? ”

"Four emperors are about to be lit."

Ignoring Duan Qing's protests, the voice filled with white light suddenly became louder in his ears: "The four stars are about to go out—"

"Four emperors are about to be lit."

Rumble!

In the scene in Duan Qing's ears, a series of figures that suddenly appeared replaced the white world, and the picture composed of virtual images with an obvious sense of dilapidation then began to flow in an orderly manner in the various brilliance gradually rendered by the white world, showing the four groups of soldiers facing each other and the image of the four emperors leading in front of the gray-robed magician: "What is this?" Putting on a movie? ”

"The end of the pendulum points to the east, and the black walls represent death."

The sound of recitation like a Hong Zhong suddenly passed through Duan Qing's mind before he could react, shattering the consciousness he had just wanted to condense again, and the white space full of thick pressure and sluggishness also changed again with the appearance of the next sentence, erecting the huge black city walls that were burning with the fire in the sky and seemed to be being attacked by countless figures and magic machines in front of Duan Qing: "This, what is this?" Maher, you'd better come out and explain! If this is a fantasy you've made—"

"Lights lit, wings flapped."

The rapidly changing image blocked Duan Qing's whining voice that he had just made again, accompanied by the outline of another huge city that appeared in the air that condensed and formed in the center of the white world, and the countless sky-breaking tracks and glittering magical light that were wrapped around that city also attracted his attention again, and gradually pulled out the hesitant voice that was floating on his lips: "...... Wait a minute, I seem to know this place. ”

"It can't be the castle in the sky, right?"

He gazed at the pillar of blue light that was gradually rising in the center of the city, almost penetrating the heavens and the earth, and once again his ears resounded with the chanting voices of countless figures as they flew towards the pillar of light: "Blue light." ”

"Bring the blue splendor back to the sky."

The rumbling sound tore Duan Qing's thoughts, and at the same time, this picture that was gradually becoming clear was torn into thousands of fragments of light and shadow again, and the gray-robed magician who covered his head pulled together again after a long time the will that was shattered like these fragments of light and shadow was pulled together again, and the concentrated spirit seemed to have found a little clue to these pictures from his long memory: "I, I remember, I seem to have heard these words before......"

"Those prophecies, aren't they?"

Blood gradually oozed from the roots of his clenched teeth, and Duan Qing, whose forehead was covered with green tendons, tried his best to maintain his consciousness, and the muttering that was squeezed out between his teeth was then replaced by the brilliance of the flames that appeared in front of him in the next moment, presenting a slender figure surrounded by flames in it clearly: "If the future of the empire needs to be continued in this way, then what is the point of you living in this place?" ”

"The empire has existed for a thousand years, and its mission is not over." A calm voice from beyond the flames replied slowly, "Maybe one day I will pay the price for everything I have done, but now...... I can only make this choice. ”

"It's not your choice, it's the world's choice, you and I, as well as the entire empire, are all just small sand succumbs to the world in the end." In the scene where the raging flames gradually engulfed and obscured, the female figure that Duan Qing was extremely familiar with raised her head: "But I won't worry, I won't be sad, although the fire wrapped around me will bring darkness, it will not ......"

"My fall will only mean a new life."

"Wait a minute—"

The roar that came from his mind turned the last scene presented in front of him into fragments of memory again, and at the same time, it also smashed the call that Duan Qing wanted to make just now in an instant, and the headache that escalated again made the gray-robed figure couldn't help but let out a miserable scream, and staggered to his knees on the white ground: "Whew...... Call...... You're acting for me, aren't you? Spoilers to me while I have a headache? ”

"You can't accept all this!"

A loud shout then appeared in his ears, and Duan Qing, who was enduring the severe pain, suddenly raised his head, but what caught his eye was the action of a gray-robed man who looked exactly like him shouting angrily at him: "This is not the fate that should happen!" How can you watch them happen! ”

"Do you want to let the tragedy happen again?"

The angry roar lifted his blurred consciousness, and Duan Qing, who was pressing his forehead hard, struggled to raise his eyes, and although the gaze looking ahead became a little clearer again, it also gave birth to more doubts and confusion: "Why are you again?" How are you-"

"We certainly won't let those tragedies happen again."

The familiar afterimage once again appeared in the white light, accompanied by the slow pace of another "Duan Qing" walking in front of him: "We are the children of fate, the messengers who gather thousands of fates in one, whether it is the established fate or the setting of the system, we will not give in easily." ”

"Hey, can you stop for a moment?" Duan Qing was so weak that he couldn't answer their voices: "I'm already having a headache now, you still have to come out at this time to make trouble......

"The roar of the common people will stop the flow of hope." As if ignoring Duan Qing's protest at all, another "Duan Qing" in a gray magic robe walked out of another corner of the white world: "You must stop her, otherwise, everything will be destroyed." ”

"Wait, wait, what the hell are you talking about?" Blocking the approaching self behind him, Duan Qing gasped and let out a last weak voice: "I know that's part of the prophecy, but isn't the matter of Tania long gone?" The Pamirs suffered heavy losses, but they didn't die in the end, you-"

"Are you really doppelgangers out of my head?"

As if a catastrophic earthquake had suddenly occurred, the endless white space fluctuated violently with the appearance of Duan Qing's words, and those gray-robed magicians with the same appearance as Duan Qing also disappeared again with the appearance of his questioning voice, leaving only the announcement of the same voice still echoing in his ears: "The silk thread of magic is everywhere, and the existence of power will eventually die." ”

"The wheel of fate will not stop, and the bell of victory will finally ring."

The sound that rang out in unison was like a rhythmic hymn, neatly and loudly reflected in Duan Qing's mind, and the brilliance that filled the white world also began to collapse with the strong shock before, and finally suddenly gathered into a point of light that appeared in front of Duan Qing as if it had encountered a black hole: "Come on." ”

"Ring the bell of victory."

The dark space that had been extracted from the color set off the white light spots that appeared in front of Duan Qing very brightly, and then gradually transformed into a round spar that exuded colorful brilliance in Duan Qing's gaze, as if the crystal light that could illuminate the soul then also attracted Duan Qing to stretch out his hand, but the finger that wanted to touch the stone was blocked by another thought that appeared before the ghost envoy appeared: "...... It's a crystal. ”

"Since it's a crystal, it should be used like this."

Raising the other arm that had been reaching into his arms before, Duan Qing subconsciously lifted an ancient disc that appeared in his hand at some point, and the surface of the disc that exuded an ancient aura was also flowing back and forth with the illumination of the crystal brilliance at this time, and finally absorbed the spar into the hole in the center of the disc together with those moving and flying runes.

[The Wizard Core has been embedded.] 】

[Acquired Skill: Magic Mastery.] 】

[The Wizard's Circuit has been opened.] 】

[Current Loop Mosaic Level: 1]

Bang!

A heavy impact then surfaced on the surface of every inch of Duan Qing's body, and at the same time, there was a feeling of dismantling like a bone falling apart, but the real pain made Duan Qing, who had been plagued by nervous pain before, clear, screamed and fell to the ground and struggled: "Uhh

"You, what's wrong with you?"

The anxious words of inquiry then sounded in his ears, and at the same time appeared a pair of slender hands pulling at his side: "You, are you awake?" What just happened? Hey, hey! ”

"I can't believe that I can survive this."

Duan Qing, who struggled to regain his domination over this body with all his might, struggled to turn around for a long time before bringing the cold ground below him into his open vision: "I, where am I...... Well? ”

The heavy breath blew the dust from his mouth into the distance, and Duan Qing, whose cheeks were covered with sand and gravel, gradually distinguished the outline of the library located at the far end of his sight: "Then, isn't that the library?" Just now, just now......"

"There was indeed some commotion in the library just now."

It was still the same voice as before, and the slender figure who tried his best to support him replied in a low voice, "I heard that someone was wreaking havoc in the library, and now he has escaped...... Did you do it? ”

"If you're referring to a massive explosion, that's what I did." Sitting up with the strength of the other party, Duan Qing's blurred gaze finally showed some clarity: "With such a powerful magic fluctuation, it's a miracle that the library is still alive...... What the? ”

"Unscathed?" His eyelids blinked back and forth twice, and his eyes widened as he looked at the intact familiar silhouette: "How is that possible?" Just - uh. ”

His voice stopped suddenly, and with him the eyes that had shifted from the direction of the library to his side, the figure of a girl belonging to the thousand-fingered crane with bulging cheeks appeared in front of him in this unexpected way, and at this time, he was also glaring at his hand on the other party's chest with a shameful gaze: "Great-uncle——? ”

"You, why are you here?" Duan Qing, who struggled to retreat two points and hurriedly withdrew his palm, then fell to the ground again with pain all over his body: "Why are you ...... How am I ......?"

"This is where the Mage Council is about to choose to establish a branch, didn't I tell you before?"

Looking at the face of the magician in front of him with contempt, the Thousand-Fingered Crane who brushed his chest replied with disdain, "You trespassed into the site we chose before, and finally escaped shamelessly, I-hum." ”

As if remembering the mysterious great magician who had appeared beside Duan Qing, the red-haired girl who shrunk her neck hurriedly looked left and right for a while, and then straightened the tip of her proud nose again in the result of not finding anything around: "This is the question I want to ask you, okay?" ”

"How did you get here?"