After fifteen breaths, he will be defeated.

The future was incomparably clear in front of Edgar Goldsworthy - just a simple straight punch, the "Spiritual Barrier" inherited from the twenty-third High Priest shattered, and without the slightest stagnation, in just a short moment, broke through the three-layer defense network including the absolute static realm, the order shelter, and the spatial block, and came straight to him.

And then the fist grew bigger and bigger in front of the eyes......

The world was plunged into darkness.

This is the future.

Out of a total of one hundred and twenty-seven abilities, he is the only one who belongs to himself.

Foresee the future.

More precisely, to determine the future.

The future is not immutable, if time is compared to a river, then the river flowing from the past has almost infinite possibilities at the fork in the present, and each different choice of each person may open up a new future - but unfortunately, his ability has never been insulated from hope, and there will always be only one future reflected in this pair of dark eyes, which is determined and the future to come.

From childhood to adulthood, through countless cases, he has determined this.

And the most striking and dramatic of these is undoubtedly his becoming the High Priest of the city of Hemtika - as early as the age of sixteen, when his parents forced him to serve as a trainee priest in the temple of Hephaestus, he saw the only future of the countless forks in the road** - he would take the scepter and the white robe from the hands of his mentor, and rise to the top of all fame, fortune and power in the presence of the great men of the city council.

But, that's not what he wants.

Thus, the little prince of the House of Goldsworthy, who had been fond of reading and loved by his elders, had been in the temple of Hephaestus for less than three months, and he had been like a wild horse that had broken free from the reins, and he never listened to the lectures of the lecturers, nor cared about the rules laid down by the high priest, but went his own way, and kept a sunny and cheerful smile at all times in the face of unintentional and unintentional disorders, and the temple that was supposed to be solemn was often made by him.

Many people were discussing how long His Excellency, the always rigorous and unsmiling High Priest, would tolerate this thorn, from seven days to a month to a year, and everyone seemed to have their own reasons and evidence, but to everyone's expectations, it was not until Edgar had been making trouble in the temple for five years that the middle-aged man of the O'Neill family summoned the young priest who had a lot of questions alone.

Then, three days later, a rumor of the unlikelihood of a rumor leaked out of the council of priests - a month later, at the regular city council, the high priest would hand over the scepter and white robe, the symbol of the steiner of the temple of Hephaestus, to Edgar Goldsworthy, in the presence of all the councillors, to the new high priest.

What the hell!

Until that day came, there really wasn't a single person in the entire temple of Hephaestus who would take this unrealistic delusion seriously - not including Edgar, of course, the new High Priest who had inherited the firstborn fire from his predecessor and had been in a state of mental collapse all this time.

Not because he had been exposed to too much forbidden knowledge, but simply because of his own ability - yes, he did try to avoid the future that was to come, but in linear time, his avoidance contributed to the future, and if he hadn't shown his sunny leadership qualities in those years, I am afraid that the middle-aged man who was worried about the future of the world would not have put him on the list of candidates for the heir.

But there are not so many ifs in the world, because he foresaw the future and wanted to change the future of becoming the high priest, he deliberately showed a lively and mischievous attitude that was diametrically opposed to the life of the temple - and then it was because of this sunny and optimistic attitude he showed that attracted the attention of the high priest of the temple of Hephaestus, and in the fifth year, he was drawn into the lineage and selected him as the next high priest.

It was difficult to sort out the cause and effect of this matter, and there were many similar things in Edgar's memory, and it was precisely because of such detailed examples that he could be sure that any future that was confirmed by his eyes was destined to be as irreversible as the fate woven by the ancestors.

It's the same this time.

After a few breaths, the battle was about to come to an end.

And then...... The flame he has guarded for more than ten years will finally usher in its own end in the hands of the girl.

Three, two, one——

In extreme calm, he even had the leisure to count down his life.

When the count reached one, the foreseen future came as scheduled - the little girl with black hair and black eyes locked the disordered space jump and short-distance space jump with "slackness", without any fancy punches, and hit him in the face with a simple straight punch, which only lasted less than a thousandth of a microsecond, inherited from the twenty-third high priest known as "unbreakable" 's spiritual barrier was shattered like a mirror, and then, without even feeling the slightest barrier, the three-layer defense network he had built was shattered, and his fist was getting bigger and bigger in his eyes......

Subconsciously closing his eyes, the former high priest waited for death to come.

However, the Grim Reaper, who is never late, seems to be late this time.

He didn't die.

The girl's petite fist stopped at the center of his brow, and it didn't even raise a gust of wind.

"Why don't you kill me. ”

Edgar asked, his voice low and hoarse, the weakness of which he could feel clearly.

It's just that Pandora didn't give an answer, and the dark lords with a young appearance just silently withdrew their fists, obviously as long as they went less than a centimeter further, she could completely kill this far less tricky enemy, but she just withdrew her fist, and then didn't look at him, and walked straight towards the center of the collapsed ground, a circular altar made of marble.

Her goal is Tinder.

The former High Priest was not too surprised, the enemy's target was Tinder, and he knew from the outset that he had activated his abilities as early as the enemy invaded the temple of Hephaestus, and thus confirmed the future - the extinguishing of the Kindling, the Chaos from the depths of the darkness coming from the sea, the resurrection of the eternal immortals who had been sleeping in Lalaye, and the destruction of Hemtika.

The future was determined through his eyes.

The destruction of the city of Hemtika could not be easier, and his previous efforts were nothing but the foolishness of a fool.

But so what?

At the very least, he has passed on the seeds of hope.

It was not Hemtika's hope, and no one knew better than him, the worshipper of the Kindling, what a terrible monster the old ruler who had been buried beneath Hemtika was, and that even if the Knights and the Order had abandoned their previous suspicions and worked together, they would not be able to defeat this primeval god who was born before the realm of order.

Hemtika was irretrievable, and what he told the boy was a lie.

The newborn fire is not for this doomed city, but only for Amy and Yulia, and for the hope of the last wisp of blood that her sister has left in the world.

So, definitely, must survive!

He raised his hand to the glare of the sun, as if trying to grab something.

Then I couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

The former high priest finally knew why Pandora would show mercy to his subordinates, no, perhaps it was not appropriate to show mercy with his subordinates, because the dark ministers who walked the world in the form of a young girl did not really show mercy, and the reason why she stopped was only because she ...... There is no need.

Yes, there is no need.

He was no longer a threat and was dying.

His gaze rested on the arm facing the sun, the muscles he had deliberately maintained had shrunk at some point, and now all that was left was skin and bones, and although the rest of his body could not be seen, it did not make much difference, and his weak nature was unmistakable at this moment.

There is no need to waste time on a dying person.

She probably thinks so.

As the strongest person in the world, she and the Chosen One are generally on the blurred line between the ordinary and the extraordinary, and there are very few existences in the entire territory of order that can pose a threat to her, even if the power of the Tinder has not been weakened in the dark millennium, even if he still maintains his full state and has Duke's combat experience and skills, he can only maintain an invincible situation.

Not to mention now...... It's just a waste.

But—

He is not an ordinary wasteman, he has one hundred and twenty-seven abilities inherited by the previous high priests...... Super waste!

After all, of the one hundred and twenty-eight abilities he possessed, none of them could contain Pandora.

He could only watch the girl march towards the Tinder Altar while silently waiting for death.

- Strange!

Don't limit your mind to one place, all he can do is stop the Dark Ones, but inform the entire population of Hemtika, including but not limited to the Glory, of the dire situation.

Inherited from the second high priest's power "Heavenly Oracle".

Only before that, there was one more thing he had to do, even if it cost his life.

That is to awaken his brother, to awaken Duke Goldsworthy, to awaken the strongest man in Hemtika City!

When darkness falls, Hemtika needs him! He needs a hero to turn the tide and lead everyone through the uncertain darkness!

So, emptying his mind, he activated the power held by the seventy-ninth high priest, the extradimensional link.

Then, gently closing his eyes, he used the power inherited by Brent Boswell, the first high priest in the history of Hemtika, who had guarded Hemtika from Leviathan's attack of pouring the waters of the seven seas.

It is listed as a forbidden ability that must not be activated.

- Noble sacrifice.