Volume 13 Chapter 1 The First Generation
This is also the first time Durand has met with the real Thoreau.
Yes, the somewhat emaciated and lonely back in front of him is Thoreau's deity, not some doppelganger, Durand has already seen it.
The sword soul's face was shocked, and he also followed Durand and honestly performed a salute.
For this Sendro Zhanzu-level figure at the same level as Learmons, the sword soul was actually a little stunned in his heart.
At the same time, the sword soul also has some bad premonitions.
Didn't Thoreau say that he was fighting two enemy supreme men, and now he suddenly came back and was nothing. Looking at Thoreau's appearance, there doesn't seem to be any injury, so he won the war? The knife soul secretly glanced at Duland, wanting to see some clues from Duland's face, but saw that Duland's face was calm and solemn, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
The Blade Soul tried to see Thoreau again, but found that what he saw was always a fog.
Thoreau did not look back, and said quietly: "I see, you didn't kill Manus after all." β
Durand nodded: "I'm sorry, I can't do it." β
Thoreau asked, "Do you think you're doing the right thing?" Devour the dwarven true blood in Manus and Milo's bodies and incorporate them into their bodies. β
This is Thoreau, who doesn't need to turn around at all to get a clear idea of Duland's physical condition at this time.
In front of Thoreau's Eye, there are no secrets.
Durand thought about it seriously and replied, "I already have a true blood in my body, which is comparable to the Twin Heavens Curse. At this time, the introduction of two more true bloods may undoubtedly upset the balance. So intellectually speaking, my judgment at that time was completely wrong. β
Thoreau snorted, "Go on." β
ββ¦β¦ Judging from the results, after incorporating two more parts of true blood, the balance in my body has not been broken, and the two evil forces are still equal. Perhaps, the dose of the dwarven's true blood does not affect its strength. If my decision was a willful gamble, at least I was right. β
In front of the great Thoreau, there will be a decision that concerns the entire battle mage race. To say it's a gamble sounds rather irresponsible.
Durand was serious.
Thoreau also listened attentively.
Thoreau finally turned around, looked at Duland, smiled and said, "You've done a great job, better than I expected." β
The knife soul couldn't help but complain in his heart: Is there a mistake? Durand's jokes about his own life and death are jokes about the life and death of his family, this kind of gamble, my sword soul will definitely not do. This old man Thoreau still praises him? If I had changed it, I would have slaughtered Manus without saying a word, for the sake of public and private interests.
Of course, the sword soul didn't dare to say this. I just muttered in my heart.
Thoreau looked at him with a smile and said to him, "The current situation is that you may live a little longer without gambling, but you will eventually die." Gambling can die instantly, but it can also survive and win. That's why I'm complimenting Duland. β
The sword soul only felt that the hairs were standing up!
This old man can actually see what I'm thinking?! The sword soul exclaimed in his heart.
"Yes, I can see that." Thoreau nodded, "Except for Learmons and the Devourer and Inquisitor who grew up, everyone else's heart." I can see it all. β
The sword soul also became emboldened, and asked: "So, if I hide in Duland's body, you won't be able to see my thoughts?" β
"Hmm."
The sword soul didn't say a word after hearing this, and directly turned into a streamer. Drilled into Duland's heart.
The situation in the heart is extremely chaotic, the pentagonal system does not seem to be very stable, and the black dwarf and the golden light man are still pinching each other.
The sword soul hesitated for a moment, and then walked to the third corner that represented the self. Stand still, then say loudly, "Don't think about it, Duland, I'm standing here now." It's just because your heart is too crowded, and there is only this one empty space! It doesn't mean that you can know my real name in advance before you officially return to the furnace! β
Then he sat down, covered his ears and said, "Well, you don't have to answer me, I don't accept any objections." β
As the sword soul returned to the corner of the self - although it was not really a return to the furnace - the entire pentagonal system actually shook violently with his arrival, and then suddenly stabilized.
The sword soul had devoured the Qilan Blade left behind by the Qilan King, and the sword aura emanating from his body was somewhat different from before.
The black dwarf and the golden light man seemed to sense some threat, and actually stopped for a moment, cautiously not making any further movements.
The sword soul glanced at them twice, grinning twice.
As a result, only Durand and Thoreau are left to face in the outside world.
Instead of asking Thoreau about the outcome of the battle against those two supreme enemies, Durand asked seriously, "Can you give me some advice?" About the next practice. β
Thoreau shook his head: "I'm sorry, I can't give you anything." You're on a path you've never seen before, pulling the power of the dwarves and the power of the curse into the core of your body like no one has done it before. β
"I did something similar to you, pulling the power of the Twin Heavens Curse into my heart, so the thread of my fate became a straight line. No forks, no variables, all the way to the end. β
"As for Rochester, he incorporated the dwarven black blood into the triangular system, and connived at that blood, taking the corner that represented the battle mage's own self, and he became a black dwarf from then on. His fate has become a straight line because of this, but I can't see the end of that straight line for the time being. Or maybe there is no end to the straight line......"
"And you, Duland."
Thoreau paused for a moment, seemingly at a loss for what to say because Duland's situation was too complicated.
After a moment, Thoreau said slowly: "You did what Rochester and I did at the same time, pulling two evil forces into your body together, allowing them to form a balance with each other, and expanding the triangular system of battle mages into a strange pentagonal system. β
"And your fate has an infinite number of variables because of this. It's amazing that the fate of Rochester and I is in a straight line, and you did what the two of us did, but there were infinite variables. β
"Looking at you, I can see the myriad of threads, leading to different ends, which is beyond the scope of my eyes."
"So I can't build you yΓ¬, and I can't build you yΓ¬, and I don't want to influence your decision. What I really want to say. I hope you can let go of your baggage, follow your heart, and make consistent choices. β
"Let go of your baggage, follow your heart, and make the same choice......" Durand muttered thoughtfully.
The two still haven't touched on anything about the victory or defeat of the pinnacle warband.
Thoreau smiled and greeted Durand very kindly: "Okay, let's not mention that for now." Come with me, and I'll show you somebody. β
After Thoreau finished speaking, he slowly sank into the crystal wall of Sendlow. The invisible stance centered on him disappeared, and the massive energy frenzy immediately surged in.
Duland's eyes flashed slightly, and he also followed Thoreau's example, propping up an invisible force to keep the surroundings calm.
Then Durand carefully compared the stability and scope of the calm zone that he maintained with Thoreau, and finally found that there was still a gap between himself and Thoreau. Thoreau's stable range is comparable to his own, but the delicate dΓΉ is much higher.
Durand smiled. Put away the power and re-enter the plane.
The two descended all the way to an altitude of about 300,000 meters above the ground, and stood side by side.
With Duland's eyesight. Standing here, you can see the entire continent of Sunderlo.
Durand looks down on the land.
So did Thoreau.
But Thoreau's eyes seemed to see more, and his expression became very peculiar. There is nostalgia, sighing, and relief. There was even a hint of joy.
"Come on, Duland, come here." Thoreau beckoned lightly, then pressed a palm on Duland's shoulder.
A simple press actually made Durand feel like he couldn't dodge.
Of course, Durand didn't want to dodge. And the moment he was lightly pressed by Thoreau, Duland's whole body was like an electric shock, and he shook violently!
The incomparable power poured into the body, and in the pentagonal system in the heart, the embodiment of the true eye sitting in the second corner suddenly shone brightly!
Among the other four corners, except for the embodiment of the Capable Body, the Dwarf and the Light Man were all facing the enemy, and the Sword Soul was also shocked to look at the True Eye Figure, which was exactly the same as Thoreau's, and almost lost its footing.
Duland's true eye style has been greatly strengthened at this moment, and countless Thoreau's perceptions over the years have directly focused on Duland's body in this way.
Then Durand suddenly found that there were some strange changes in his vision.
Space is divided into layers.
Time flows in essence.
And the vast land of Sendro below actually slowly opened up, revealing a huge outline deep underground.
The outline became clearer and clearer, and when Durand saw it completely, he couldn't help but shake again, and his face became shocked and solemn.
The huge silhouette hidden in the land of Sunderlow is a huge unimaginable humanoid, completely beyond the scope of the so-called giants, and even far larger than the largest superlife.
He lay there quietly, calm and peaceful, obviously long dead, but still exuding an unstoppable arrogance and domineering. And what is very strange is that Durand does not have a feeling that "the land of Sendlow is buried with that person", but gives birth to the feeling that "the land of Sendlow is born with that person as the core"!
It seems that the vitality of the entire land of Sendlo, as well as the huge crystal walls that envelop the landmass, are all because of that person's existence.
Durand turned his head to look at Thoreau, his eyes revealing an inquiring look, but in fact, Durand had already guessed the identity of the human form in the earth.
Thoreau smiled and nodded, and said softly: "You are right, that person's name once made the entire Upper Tree World tremble, representing anger and coldness, strength and invincibility. β
"βThe Original, Learmons."
"With himself at the core, he created the home of our battle mage, Sendlo."
At the same time as he said this, Thoreau aged at an astonishing rate, and in the blink of an eye, he had changed from a clear and elegant middle-aged appearance to an extremely old and thin person.
Thoreau gazed at the original Learmons in the land and said to Duland, "Now, I'm going to follow the path of the first Learmons." (To be continued......)
PS: Volume 13 Uncrowned King opens, I hope to bring you a happy and powerful ending! Work hard!