The air, for a moment, froze, as if waiting for something to happen. However, nothing has happened, or everything has been quietly running according to its own established track.

"Heavenly Dao, this is an iron law that overrides all laws. All of us, all dimensions, and even time, inevitably bow to this iron law. Because of certain people or certain things, certain situations have happened, and these circumstances, together with other factors, have promoted the new process of other things, just like because we have called you, so you have come to this world, like, because I am in love with someone, so in this world, such a lovely child was born. ”

Without waiting for Kazama to answer, the girl suddenly turned around and touched the head of the girl next to her, and the girl was so ashamed that she quickly hid to the side.

So, even if theoretically many things are accidental, because all the influencing factors have been imposed on them at the beginning of the process, the result is already predestined. Just like when you roll the dice, it seems to be a complete fight for luck, but in fact, the position and points of the dice you put down, the strength and angle of the dice, the density of the dice, the density of the air, and other factors are already in place, and the moment you open it, you just see the predestined result. No matter how unwilling, no matter what, how struggle......"

His gaze suddenly drifted away through the hall and towards the endless sky outside, and there was a faint mist in his eyes, like a wisp of sadness and a wisp of loss.

"Fate, is it?"

Kazama looked out with his gaze, and the sky was still so blue, but it was a little different.

"Except, of course, you!"

Suddenly turned his head and stared at Kazama Yangyu, his eyes burning.

"The mission you have been summoned to is to use the unexpected factors beyond this dimensional heavenly path to adjust the gears of fate, in short, it is - against the sky!"

"Reverse ...... Sky? Kazama muttered and repeated, the heavy word, as if it had exhausted all his strength just by saying it.

"Yes, for tens of thousands of years, since the fall of the gods, we have been summoning people from your dimension who can rebel against the heavens and protect all beings, and these people, we call them, guardians."

Guardians, huh? Kazama Yangyu suddenly felt that this time the summoning of another world did not seem to be as easy as imagined, and he thought that it would be good to just test the summoning beast as a fool and sell a cute, but it turned out that he was summoned to be a savior like a talented person, and he was not just Darubu, and he didn't have the courage to face 100,000 iron horses. Is his life going to be annihilated in another world like cannon fodder?

"However, according to what I just said, even the act of summoning is in the Heavenly Dao of this world, so ...... Although I don't want to say this, I feel that the result of us being summoned is also a part of the Heavenly Dao cycle. Kazama suddenly thought of a reason for them to send themselves back to their original world.

"This, yes, your arrival is also the inevitable result of this dimension under the fate of the Heavenly Dao." Yan nodded in affirmation, but before Kazama could become happy, "However, who is this 'you' is beyond the Heavenly Dao cycle of this dimension. The way of heaven is relatively independent in each dimension. The envoys of God who have left behind in your dimension will randomly distribute summoning books to people whose souls and personalities are enough to cross over, but whether they will be summoned or not depends on everyone's attitude, for example, some people just throw summons into the trash. And it is this uncertainty that brings a new element of surprise to this dimension, which we also call the power of cause and effect. ”

When he heard the word "demon", Kazama Hiroha's eyes consciously appeared in front of the little boy courier with a pointed tail. Looking at this harmless face of humans and animals, now Kazama Yangyu suddenly wanted to rush up and stomp on it a few times, after all, if it weren't for him, he wouldn't have torn up the summoning book in a hot brain when he was sleepy.

"Then I...... Can I go back? "This is the most concerned issue of Kazama Yangyu now, in an online game in the world over there, but there is still a guild person waiting for him to go back to open the Tower of Heaven with a copy.

"Of course, because you were summoned after all, the Heavenly Dao of this dimension will naturally try to wipe out your existence out of self-preservation. Therefore, there is a limit to what you can withstand. As he spoke, he didn't know where to take a crystal clear and handed it to Kazama, "Do you see the rune on your forehead?" ”

Kazama took the crystal, the light blue crystal was so pure that there were no impurities, and it looked dazzling under the occasional leakage of light, in normal times, Kazama Yangyu must have been able to play with it for a long time, but now, he was stunned by the handsome face reflected in the crystal.

Uh, who is this guy, although in the original world, he was also like ink and lips, but compared with this sword eyebrows and starry sideburns like a knife face, there is still a bit of a gap, especially the silver pupils, with a long silver hair hanging down, it actually reveals a strange charm.

When Kazama Yangyu finally determined that this face was the face he had been summoned, he noticed that there was a strange rune between the two sword eyebrows on the smooth heavenly court, the runes seemed to be painted but not painted, like words instead of words, and the strokes were also extremely complex, and the color was rich, as if it came from the darkness that escaped from the abyss inhabited by demons.

"Huh, this thing?" Kazama didn't understand why there was such an extra rune during the summoning process, and he felt like a pig that had been labeled, ready to be put on the chopping board at any moment.

"This is the mark that every guardian has, and it is also the mark that when the gods first created the summoning array, it was so that you could know how much you were rejected by the Heavenly Dao. Essentially, he represents the extent to which the Guardians who do not belong to this dimension are ostracized, but in reality, we can see it as your own life mark. ”

"Life...... Imprint ......"

"Yes, this kind of imprint, from the time you are called, is the strongest, and then as you continue to be active in this dimension, constantly violating the way of heaven, and changing your fate, the impact on the world is also increasing, and the way of heaven will also assimilate the person who changes your life against the sky out of the instinct of resistance, this mark will slowly fade, and when the mark disappears completely, the guardian will be assimilated by this dimension, and completely become a link in the cycle of heaven in this dimension. And at that time, because the Guardian was not supposed to exist here as an extradimensional being, then, the result of assimilation ......" Yan suddenly paused, and suddenly showed a big smile, "Naturally, erase existence. ”

Looking at the kind smile that Yan suddenly showed and the words he said that didn't match this smile at all, Kazama had a feeling that he had been trapped.

"However, this kind of change is usually very slow, and some Guardians have stayed here all their lives without being completely erased, on the one hand, it is related to the intensity of the mark, and on the other hand, it is also related to their degree of rebellion." Watching Kazama's expression change with interest, Kazama took the crystal from his hand that was about to fall to the ground, and continued, "So, most Guardians return to the place where they were summoned when their mark is about to disappear, and then the race that summoned them will send them back to their own dimension. ”

"For a lifetime...... When they go back, it's not that even their families are gone. Although Kazama's words relieved him to a certain extent, he felt depressed at the thought of how long it would take, "Can't you go back early?" ”

"Although it is possible, but because the energy required for summoning is too much, and counter-summoning requires more, it is basically impossible to counter-summon until the imprint is not diluted to a certain extent. So, it's a pity ......" said regret on his mouth, but his expression was not regretful at all, after all, he was summoned to complete his fate against the sky, how could he just put it back?

"Looks like I'm going to have to make some big news......" Kazama muttered to himself.

"I think you've got your chance." Barbatos, the gray-clothed old man on the side, seemed to hear Kazama's self-talk, and smiled meaningfully as he stroked the fiery red bird that had stopped on his shoulder at some point.

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There were no clouds in the sky.

There was a wind, blowing from the mountains, sweeping the ends of the hair.

In the elegant waterfront pavilion, a white-haired and black-skinned black-clothed young man stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the "whooshing" waterfall in front of him, and on the crystal chair next to him, sat a figure wrapped in a black cloak.

"The white hair has seen Uncle Death." As if awakened by the sound of footsteps, the young man in black came back to his senses, looked at the approaching group, his right hand was horizontal in front of him, bent down slightly, and then looked at the girl on the side of the death, revealing a row of neat teeth, "Sister Qianqian hasn't seen her for a long time, and she is really getting more and more beautiful." ”

As his name suggests, the white-haired young man with long silver hair of the elf clan is casually spread out, his appearance is very similar to the elf that Kazama Yangyu saw, but the skin is dark, and what is even more peculiar is that his eyes are not like the blue-purple of the others, but a strange blood red, with a handsome face, there is some strange charm.

Princess Qian heard the praise of the white hair, but there was no trace of joy on her delicate face, she just nodded politely and slightly, "Brother the white hair." Then he turned his head to look at the figure who had already gotten up and was wrapped in a black cloak, and suddenly squinted his eyes and smiled sweetly, "Sister Qingsi!" ”

The black-robed man known as "Sister Qingsi" also raised her head, revealing a slightly blood-isched cheek, although her complexion was also as dark as white hair, but she still couldn't hide her natural beauty, her curved willow eyebrows were a little lazy, and her eyes were tired, which made people can't help but have an urge to take good care of her.

"Uncle Death, High Priest." Qingsi saluted slightly, facing the dead in turn, Barbatos nodded, and only showed a little doubt when he turned to Kazama Yangha, and then regardless of everyone's eyes, he suddenly rushed over and hugged Qianqian, desperately rubbing his cheek against the other party's chest, ignoring the latter's struggle and muttering with satisfaction, "It's so soft, it's soft, it's grown a lot?" ”。

"White-haired nephew, Qingsi niece, it's been a long time, and it's getting more and more like your parents." Yan smiled and nodded, automatically ignoring Qianqian's gaze asking for help, "If you are reincarnated, you will definitely be proud of you." ”

Bai Fa glanced at Qingsi, who had stopped "rubbing", a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes, and then he smiled with relief, "If my father was still alive, our elven clan would have been reunited long ago, but unfortunately, now that I have inherited the throne not long ago, my prestige is far less than that of my father's reign, so I still can't suppress the voices of opposition to unification among the night elf clan." ”

Yan stretched out his hand and gently patted the white-haired shoulder, "Don't worry, the elf clan will definitely be unified." At that time, maybe it was because I was too anxious to ignore the opposing voices in the clan, but now that I think about it, I have an unshirkable responsibility for that tragedy. ”

"Uncle Yan, don't say that. You and your father are both for the prosperity of the elf race, but in the end, Qingsi on the side ......" straightened up and hurriedly said with relief.

Qianqian on the side sighed as if she had been amnestied, and after waiting for Qingsi to take a look, she hid behind the martyrdom, looking still worried about being ravaged by the devil's claws again.

"Well, it's okay, let's not talk about that." Yan nodded slightly, and the words suddenly changed, "If you come this time, won't you ......come again?"

"Hee-hee, what about this...... Brother Wang grew up with you, and you actually know his stubbornness...... Moreover, his feelings for Qianqian are actually known to everyone since he was a child......"

"Hey......" Yan looked down at his daughter beside him, glanced at the white hair that was a little worried, and sighed slightly, "It's been seventeen times, and if you count this time, it will be the eighteenth." Aren't you dead kid yet? ”

"Even if it's the one hundred and eighty times, the white hair still has to say ......" the white hair suddenly knelt down on one knee, dragging a delicate small box in his hand, and said affectionately, "The leader of the night elves, the king of Lvat Alheim, the white hair, used Gaia as a witness to propose to the princess of the light elves of Alheim, Qian. ”