"What?! Durand may be dying? Nightwing and Lanzi looked at Andrea and Catherine in shock, unable to believe their ears.

"It was Rodgert who saw it with the eye of fate, saying that it was 'the ultimate way to die', which may be related to Duland's move to kill Rochester in the end." Catherine was very calm and analyzed, "When my father and I were on the road, Sister Abaqi mentioned to me that the 'final form' of the ultimate mystery is very troublesome, and if it is not an innate body, it may be difficult to force it to the limit. But I didn't expect the problem to be so big. ”

Nightwing and Lanzi try to calm down. Lanzi suddenly thought of something and asked, "So, does Durand feel that his time is limited, so he is in such a hurry this year and wants to finish important things?" ”

"Perhaps...... Yes. The demon dragon on the side sighed.

"But why didn't he sue us?"

"I'm afraid he doesn't know how to speak...... That fool. ”

There was silence.

Seeing that Nightwing and Lanzi's expressions were getting heavier and heavier, Andrea said intently, "Okay, don't be in a hurry to be depressed, Catherine said she had an idea. ”

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……

Preparatory College, Level 1 Preparation Area at the Summit.

Durand sat on the ground panting and gasped: "Whew, it's really tiring, but I've done one more important thing." ”

This is a lake at the top of the hill of the Preparatory College, surrounded by greenery.

What Durand is doing here is simple: he has turned the "ancestral slate" left to him by the second generation of Lord Learmons into a simple stone tablet that stands by the lake.

Durand patted the slate and sighed, "This slate belongs to all battle mages. Although it is very difficult to see the pictures and words on the slate clearly, and to get the 'Noh Asana', 'True Eye Pose', and 'Self Pose', there will always be excellent juniors who will be able to do it in the future.

Chick, before you and Shuangtian go to the Endless Void for a decisive battle, you deliberately left the slate behind. You didn't take it away, and you wish I did......"

Now the entire Sendro battle mages still have to endure a certain Twin Heavens curse. And cultivating the three forms on the stone tablet should help people unravel the curse to a certain extent.

But if you want to really solve it, I'm afraid you need to go to the upper tree world to find a solution.

The solution may be in the hands of the hostile forces of the Upper Tree World, or it may be in the real "Warclan Slate" that the second generation of Learmons went to find.

As for Rochester's solution - becoming a dwarf and then a priest - the path was workable, but it was too bloody, and in a sense abandoned the role of a battlemage. So Durand did not hesitate to abandon it, hoping that it would be buried forever in the dust of history.

"I can't do everything either. So, leave it to future generations to continue doing it. ”

Durand patted the stele one last time, suddenly clutched his chest in some pain, and gasped for a moment before relieving himself.

The sword soul asked with some concern, "How do you feel?" ”

"Okay." Durand quickly returned to normal, smiled, and walked away.

He went to the "Snell Research Center" of the Preparatory College, chatted with Yeyi for a while, and then looked at Snell's various research work.

When leaving the Academy. Knife Soul asked Duland: "Is Snell okay?" ”

Durand snorted, seemed to let go of a concern, and said, "He's still an unstable factor, if he just revealed the slightest flaw." I'm going to kill him today anyway. He was the one who knew the dwarves best, and if he went in the right direction, he would be fine, but if he was wrong, he might be even more terrible than Rochester. ”

At nightfall. Durand alone in the cemetery behind the ancestral hall, sat under the stars and moonlight, and accompanied the people who had fought alongside him and were now buried in the ground. After drinking some wine, I sat quietly all night and said nothing.

At dawn, Durand got up.

The sword soul also opened its eyes in Duland's heart and said, "I'm going to do the most important thing." ”

"Hmm."

Durand stepped out and quietly disappeared in place. In the next moment, he had arrived at the labyrinth of time and space of the Ancient Path, that is, the Outer Path.

The sword soul appeared next to Duland, and then the two of them shot at the same time, aiming at the time and space in front of them, and threw a punch.

The space-time barrier shattered in the face of the unrivaled power of judgment, revealing a passage, and Durand and the sword soul stepped side by side, walked into the passage, and then walked all the way until they reached a massive crystal wall barrier. There is a colored patch on the barrier, which is left over from the second generation of Learmons.

Durand and Nightwing came from the other side of the barrier, thanks to the special permission of the second generation of Learmons.

It was also at that time that the sword soul was greatly strengthened by Learmons, and the personality will was also sealed by Learmons. If it weren't for Duland's cultivation of the Melting Soldier Refining Body later, the personality of the sword soul might have been permanently sealed in the blade.

With a solemn face, Durand came to the barrier, saluted respectfully to the colored patch, and said, "Ancestor, please show up." ”

It was said three times in a row before there was a sigh in the patch, and then the patch fell off and turned into a majestic and domineering man, the second generation of Learmons.

Learmons slowly landed, stood in front of Duland, shook his head and said, "If you can, you and I shouldn't meet here." ”

"You guessed what I was here for?"

"Hmm." Learmons sighed a little, "You want to reopen the way, right?" I can understand your thoughts, I was faced with such a choice back then, but in the end I chose to give up and go to the upper world alone, leaving no path for future generations to follow me. This road...... It's too hard. Duland, can you tell us why you have to reopen the road? ”

Durand was prepared and said seriously: "Actually, there is no reason, and I can't be sure that I am right to do this, but if we don't open this path, our connection with the upper tree world will always be one-way and passive." They can come down, but we can't go up. ”

Apparently unconvinced, Learmonts asked, "Did you consider that this might alarm the Upper Tree World?" ”

Durand said, "Isn't there still that monster?" ”

Learculmons raised an eyebrow, "Oh, so you think that monster would be a 'buffer'?" ”

"It could be a buffer, it could be a disaster, it could be," Durand said. But if you don't open this way. If we don't let it reopen and let everyone know about the existence of the upper tree world, then we lose from the start. Try it and at least have a chance to win. I hope that future generations will know the existence of the inner road, and have the right to choose whether to break through or not to break the inner path, I want them to know the power of the mysterious monster, I hope they will know the existence of the upper tree world, and I hope that even if they are stuck in the mud, they can still look up at the sky. ”

Learmons sighed and said, "You don't understand how strong that monster is, and you don't understand how strong the Upper Tree World is. ”

Durand was silent for a moment. Suddenly smiled: "Actually...... You agree with me, too, or you wouldn't have left that drawbridge. The great beings of the Qilan King, the Double-Sided Sky Scale, and the Sky Dragon are the suspension bridges that you left behind, so that you can leave the lower world and go to a higher level. ”

"Even with the drawbridge I left behind, the double-sided scales were still irreparably badly wounded when they reached the upper world. The Sky Dragon has been in a coma to this day. King Qilan is missing, and even my deity in the upper world can't find where he is. Perhaps, he is dead. ”

Durand asked, "So." Do they regret it? Step onto the drawbridge. ”

Learmons was silent, and then his voice turned low: "You mean, even if there will be sacrifices, you must open channels of communication with the upper world?" ”

Durand nodded. Seriously, "Yes." You and the First Generation have provided us battle mages with time and space to breathe, allowing us to survive to this day, allowing us to stay alive and recuperate. Gather strength. You have provided us with shelter, but shelter should not be equated with closure. ”

Learmons asked rhetorically, "Do you think the lower world is ready now?" If not, then my shelter. It's shelter, not closure. ”

Durand thought for a moment and said, "Being in shelter is never ready." You have to let us see, to experience, even to hurt, so that we will be ready for this process. Nowadays, we cannot guarantee that we can fully protect ourselves, but we already have the ability and awareness to take risks and responsibilities on our own. ”

This time Learmonts was silent for a long, long time, and finally turned his back away.

"Ancestor!" Durand was stunned and a little anxious.

"Less nonsense." Learmons said lightly, "I didn't say I disagreed. ”

Durand was stunned for a moment, and said in surprise: "You agreed?" ”

Learmens sighed, "Well, I agreed. Thoreau was right when he said, my strength is too strong, so I am used to supporting a qiē alone, and you are the judge, a knife hanging over the heads of me and Thoreau, when our approach is biased, you have to remind and correct it. Duland, you're doing a great job. ”

Learmons' body gradually spread out, turning into colorful armor and blessing Durand on its own. Learmons' voice came from the armor: "I'll give you all this power, you just let it go!" ”

Durand nodded vigorously, then turned back and looked at the knife soul.

The whole process of the conversation with Learmons, the sword soul was in the eyes.

Seeing Durand look at him at this time, the sword soul shrugged his shoulders and showed his signature evil smile: "Don't look at me like that, and don't ask me if I'm ready." If I hadn't been enlightened enough, I wouldn't have come here with you. ”

Duland's plan is to completely open the inner path, so that this path is open to everyone, so that people in the lower world can embark on this path of trials again, and they can break through step by step to see if they can cross the barrier of monsters, cross the barrier of the upper tree world, and go to a higher level.

Once the road is opened, it will be the arrival of a new great era.

However, the barrier of the road is set by the upper tree world, and it is not easy to break it completely.

Even with Duland's strength, it is impossible to forcibly open the way without damage.

The sword soul said lightly: "Duland, I am different from you, I can't accept the appearance of losing my strength, so this time I am not only to cooperate with you, but also to do a big thing before I lose my strength." Then even if I die, I will die without regrets. ”

After saying that, the sword soul turned into a war knife and fell into Duland's palm.

Durand was wearing seven-colored armor and holding a judgment sword, countless black holes appeared around him, and a large amount of vitality gathered on the sword. Prepare to burst into the strongest blow.

When he was ready, Durand took a deep breath and slowly raised his arm and raised the knife in his hand.

At the moment when Durand brewed his momentum to the extreme, the sword soul suddenly said, "Wait a minute! ”

"Hey, you're ruining the atmosphere like this!" Duland's momentum dropped several gears in an instant. The armor that Lemmons had transformed snorted as well.

"I have two requests." Knife Soul said.

"Okay, you can say it."

"First request, Duland, anyway, this is the last, can you sue me. After returning to the furnace at the beginning, you obviously won me, and you also knew all the power of my real name, but you didn't erase my personality, why is this? I always thought you hated me. ”

The colored armor fell silent, and it seemed that Lilmons also wanted to hear the answer to this question.

Durand pursed his lips and said a little depressed: "No way, even if I hate you very much, I hate you very much, but ...... I still can't imagine my life without you. ”

The sword soul trembled a little. After a moment of silence, he said, "Well, let me make a second request." Finally, can you call me by my full name? ”

Durand smiled. Exclaimed, "Thank you." ”

Later generations will call this day the "Day of Beginning" and the "Day of Revelation."

Because on this day. The road that has been closed for hundreds of millions of years has opened again and appeared in people's sight. The existence of the upper tree world is therefore known to countless people.

The road was reopened, and the "hundred-step barrier" covering the lower world was also eliminated by Durand, and the two shackles that imprisoned the people in the lower world were all opened by Durand.

Countless people began to pour into the road one after another, to explore, to uncover, to test.

From this day on, the ultimate goal becomes very clear: to reach the strongest, and then to reach the end of the inner path and become a "transcendent".

When Durand reopened the lane, the armor of the second generation of Learmons' doppelganger slowly dissipated. And the judgment knife in Duland's hand peeled off inch by inch, turned into countless fragments, fluttered in style, and scattered all over the world.

In the end, all that remained in Duland's hand was a small knife-shaped purple pendant, which Durand looked at with soft eyes, hung it around his neck, and then showed a relieved expression.

Finally, all the things that need to be done are done.

At this moment, Durand is no longer a judge whose strength is above all beings, but just a level 1 battle mage, and the extreme path may not die, but it will make Durand unable to retain his strength. He knew that he only had one year to stay at the top, so he had to get everything done within a year.

The sword soul also knows this, so he is willing to help Durand at the cost of breaking his own body, and start a new era: the era of the transcendent.

……

……

And just like that, many years passed.

Duland, who fell from the peak of his strength, is getting old like an ordinary person.

Now, his daily life is to grow grass and raise flowers, leisurely and comfortable. There is also a demon dragon sleeping in the small courtyard, according to the demon dragon himself, when he wakes up from sleep, it is the day when he completes the fusion with the ontology sculpture, and when the time comes, what is the monster, what is the demon dragon itself, there will be an answer.

Every day, Durand listens to his family talk about the big things in the outside world. Nowadays, the era of transcendents has been fully opened, and countless young people with dreams have taken the inner path and the upper world as their ultimate goal, cultivating hard and chasing their dreams. That's exactly what Durand wants to see.

This fall, the eighty-year-old Durand was already a gray-haired old man.

He lay on a rocking chair in the small courtyard and gently patted a black dragon egg beside him, and the demon dragon slept in it.

"So, I still don't know what the relationship between the three guys is the magic dragon, the monster, and the rodgert."

"If I could, I'd love to visit the Upper Tree World. Is it possible? Well, probably not. Catherine says she can feel that the chick should have won, but why hasn't she come back yet? How is the battle of the second generation Lord Learmons going in the upper world? What kind of man will Catherine find to marry in the future, alas, girls are too strong and there are difficulties, and it seems a bit impractical to find a man who is stronger than herself, otherwise I think that smoke is actually quite good......"

Durand opened his wrinkled eyes, looked at the sunset that was gradually sinking into the horizon in the distance, and muttered: "What's the matter today, suddenly I feel that there are still a lot of things to know, want to participate, and want to experience."

Upper and Lower Worlds, Monsters, Twin Heavens, Battle Mages...... And this interesting time of detachment. It's a bit of a shame if I could just go back to normal, if I could live longer......"

Durand shook his head, suppressed these thoughts, and then quieted down, silently watching the sunset in the distance, sinking little by little, little by little.

If you can live longer......

This assumption is untenable.

The dwarf war may have been a war that must have been lost, Durand forcibly reversed his fate, the so-called ten thousand people do not die, and one person cannot live, this may be the real uncrowned king.

When the last rays of light disappeared and night fell, Durand slowly closed his eyes and quietly left this world.

Tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, and a smile welled up on his lips. (To be continued......)

PS: Thank you for the commuter pass that you will pay attention to next time~