"They must still be looking for me."

At the same moment, somewhere in the underground world of Tania, Meteorite, who still maintained his ragged appearance, then turned over a large number of falling rock fragments in front of him, and crawled through the blocked passage with difficulty: "Took so many things, and poked out such a large basket, but in the end, it still didn't catch me...... Hahahaha. ”

"Can you make it clear and laugh again!"

A resentful voice then sounded behind him, accompanied by the panting figure of a thief player who was also covered in scars and carried two red short blades cross-body: "Be careful that Lao Tzu stabs you to death!" ”

"It's all this time, do you still want to mess with me?" As if he didn't care about the player, who might threaten his personal safety at any time, Meteor still walked forward on his own: "You're really sad. ”

"It's because we believe your nonsense that we got to this point!" After gesturing at the other party's back for a long time, the thief named the Scarlet Sword Saint finally put away his actions stupidly: "Now don't say it's the boss, even the entire underground area has become like this, we have been crawling in these chaotic mazes for three days, but we haven't even found a clue about the exit......"

"Didn't you already get what you wanted?"

Still not turning his head, Meteorite said this sentence in a low voice, and the darkness that continued to extend to the passages around this place gradually became deeper and deeper as if it were responding to his words: "Since you have obtained the ownership of that disk, then you can die in peace, why do you still suffer here?" ”

“…… You care so much about me? The Blood Red Sword Saint, who lowered his head and was silent for a moment, then replied with a slash, "What am I going to do with you?" Lao Tzu just wants to find out what kind of medicine you guy's gourd sells today! ”

"So I've said it all, I've got the power source I want." Turning his head back, Meteorite then turned around and continued to walk forward: "The center point of the great explosion will leave a perfect energy source, which is a magical object that magicians and certain forces dream of, especially a wild magician like me, if you want to make a big improvement in your strength, you can only take this evil path." ”

"Are you talking about the red light before the water column collapsed?" The Scarlet Sword Saint hurriedly asked, "How do you know what's going to happen there?" No, how did you know there was energy here before that? ”

"I've been following the Restorationists for months."

At the end of the passage, he slowed down his pace slightly, and Falling Dream's voice paused for a moment: "I have already discovered the plan they want to carry out since I went to the imperial capital of the empire, although it is also a good choice to complete the task given to me by the system prompt, but it will only be good for this continent, and it will not be of any benefit to me at all." ”

"Instead of being rewarded with boring tasks, it's better to do it yourself." His gaze shifted to his left and right for a moment, and he continued to explain in a deep voice, "So I went to the places where they were going to make trouble, and waited, and finally—"

He clasped his hands together and made a distinct snapping sound in the darkness, and the blood-red sword saint who was looking at this action also had an unbelievable look on his face, as if he couldn't believe what this guy said at this time: "Also, that is, in fact, you have always been on the side of the restoration?" ”

"That's not right, after all, I'm just using them."

Footsteps made a decision as the words were spoken, and Meteorite turned and walked towards one of the forks in the path in front of the passage: "They're in charge of laying out the lines and gathering the magical energy of the entire continent, while I'm in charge of detonating the nodes and collecting the energy I want—you see, isn't that the best of both worlds?" ”

The body involuntarily let out a shudder, the expression of the Blood Red Sword Saint became sluggish, he looked at the casual figure that was still walking towards the depths of the passage by himself, and only after a while did he let go of the thought of lifting the blade: "You...... Did you trigger the previous eruption of energy? ”

"How is that possible? I don't have that much ability. ”

Glancing back at the other party with a foolish gaze, the corners of Meteor's mouth pulled up slightly: "From Redkar Dautania, or even earlier, I just let the conspiracy secretly planned by those restorationists happen, and then followed behind to pick up the waste. ”

"Of course, if things don't go the way I thought they would, I'll help out in due course." As if remembering something interesting, he turned around and pointed in the direction the two men had walked before: "Every time the Restorationist wants to do something, the system will always use various other means to lure players similar to me to this place, and if there is an imbalance between the forces of the two sides, then I will also balance it in due time." ”

"Just like the explosion before it." His hands were raised upwards as if to make an explosive gesture: "How's it going?" Isn't that fair? ”

“…… How many times have you done this kind of thing so far? ”

Instead of smiling like the other party's expression, the blood-red sword saint with a serious face stared at the other party's back: "Are we also in your calculations?" ”

"I know you were suspicious of me before." Meteoric Dream waved his hand back nonchalantly: "But since everyone has gotten the benefits they want, then they shouldn't care about this detail, right?" As for the number of times—"

"Anyway, I've got three energy sources now." His voice turned low, and he continued to walk towards the darkness in front of him: "As long as you can get seven pieces...... Should...... Not ......"

"What can be?"

The gradually faint voice made the blood-red sword saint behind him involuntarily raise his voice and asked, but the action of wanting to rush forward was stopped by the other party's abruptly raised gesture, and the magician who was motionless in this posture then suddenly stuck to the corner of the wall in front of him, and looked at the depths of the passage that seemed to have nothing unusual with an alert gaze: "Shhh ”

"Someone's coming."

He put his hands back, and the space between his palms slowly twisted as if there was a force condensing, and the faint and barely discernible footsteps then appeared at the end of the passage, and the ground, which seemed to be no different from the damaged wall floor, finally showed signs of rubbing: "...... Got it. ”

"Sure enough, it's my lifelong enemy."

The energy-gathering hands returned to the front as they stood upright, and the player named Dream seemed to have given up on the idea of hiding his form: "You can find this?" ”

"Just a delay on something else."

The burly figure appeared in the corner of the passage, accompanied by a huge hilt that appeared behind the projection of the burly body, and the swordsman with a big sword on his back then stopped his marching steps, and replied in a low voice to the dark end: "Since you were given time to cultivate yourself, you must have enough strength to resist me, right?" ”

"You old bastard."

Different from the ease and comfort between him and the Scarlet Sword Saint before, Meteor Dream's hands that gathered magical energy also began to crackle at this time, just like his gnashing of teeth: "It's all come to this point, you still want to come out and hinder me?" ”

"Unless you're willing to follow me back, there's no way I'll let you go."

In the face of the powerful magic power that came to his face, the great sword warrior in front of him still didn't seem to want to draw his weapon: "Of course, if you can defeat me in this place, I will naturally let go in the future." ”

"Hmph, I'm not the same now!"

A bit of a fierce laugh finally appeared in the resentful expression, and the dream screamed hoarsely, and the magical energy condensed between his hands also emitted a glow that the blood-red sword saint behind him could not look at directly, and erupted mercilessly towards the figure in front of the passage: "No matter how strong your 'Yi Sword' is, Lao Tzu will definitely raze your mountain!" ”

"Definitely!"

Rumble!

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"Oh, it's you."

On Tal Avenue on the west side of Tania's central city, a magician named Linyuan Broken Water and a magician named Thousand Fingered Crane slowly walked into the gate of a small temporary courtyard in front of them, and then greeted Fortson, who had been informed by his subordinates early and was sitting in it waiting for their arrival: "Is it the magician of the Imperial Investigation Group and the magician of the Mage Council?" Why did you two come to meet me so late? ”

"It's getting late."

Looking up at the afterglow of the setting sun that was setting above this courtyard, Duan Qing couldn't help but sigh: "But to be able to build such a complete mansion under such circumstances, even I have to admire Mr. Fortson's ability." ”

"Don't call me that adjective, after all, I can't contribute much to the current principality." Shaking his head slowly, Fortson's old sideburns and eyebrows did not move half a minute because of the player's words in front of him: "Being able to build a small courtyard in such a place is just a temporary resting place for my useless bones." ”

"I'm not much different from the homeless ordinary people out there."

He pointed to the simple hut behind him, and then smiled at Duan Qing, and the gray-robed magician who understood that the other party knew then put away his smiling face, and continued in a low voice: "So, I came here this time to ask for the old gentleman's thoughts. “

"Don't dare. Please speak. ”

"Do you remember Tania's prophecy?"

The Thousand-Fingered Crane beside him was trying to hide his curiosity with a serious expression, and Duan Qing said his meaning bluntly: "It is the prophecy left by the ancestor of the principality, the Tadaya clan, and the poem that sounds incomparably beautiful. ”

"Of course I do." Glancing at Duan Qing with a surprised gaze, Fortson, who was sitting in place, replied slowly in a voice, "I didn't expect an Imperial person to also hear the prophecy of our ancestors. ”

"I didn't feel anything before, but in a meeting with someone just now, I suddenly remembered it."

Gesturing in the northwest direction when he came, Duan Qing continued in a calm voice: "A long time ago, I was already very concerned about the existence of this prophecy, so I also studied the content of the prophecy a little——"

"There are very few principalities who know this prophecy." Shaking his head to interrupt the other party's words, Fortson's expression then became low again: "I don't think you, as an Imperial, could know the content of this prophecy in advance, where did you hear it?" ”

"I did hear it in Redcar."

Recalling the bizarre experience he had encountered in a library in Redcar, Duan Qing emphasized this sentence without hesitation: "I can't explain the specific process, after all, there are too many causes and fates involved, but I came here this time to confirm the content of that prophecy with you." ”

"A new hole has been opened, and the chimes of fate have reappeared."

"The four stars are about to go out, and the four emperors are about to be lit."

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

"The lights are lit, the wings are flapped, and the blue light is brought back to the sky."

"Fire leads darkness, and fall means new life."

"The roar of the common people put an end to the flow of hope."

"The threads of magic are everywhere, and the existence of power is gradually dying."

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

Without emotion, without ups and downs, his voice calmly repeated the contents of this poetic prophecy in its entirety, and then looked at the face of the old man in front of him: "That's right, isn't it? ”

"That's right."

Squinting his eyes and looking back at Duan Qing, Fortson's white hair seemed to be floating in the wind with his gradually concentrated attention: "As an Imperial, your memory is very good. ”

"I've just experienced it myself, so I can empathize with it."

Shaking his head, Duan Qing, who had been confirmed, then covered his chin and said slowly, "But...... How do you usually interpret this prophecy? ”

"Have you tried to look at these prophecies in a different direction?"

Sensing the old man's gaze looking at him like a heretic, the gray-robed magician scratched his face with some hesitation, he quietly glanced here to the left and right, and then asked in a tentative tone.