Sand kept pouring in through the large hole in the overhead, blowing in through the cracks in the logs, and soon filled half of the cell. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Zhao Mai stood up, reached out and grabbed the exit above his head, and climbed up easily.

The great wind immediately struck his body, and the sand in the wind kept hitting him, as strong and powerful as the waves in the sea. Zhao Mai saw a sand lizard swept into the sky by the wind, and the sand blocked its howl, and the boundless darkness followed and swallowed it. There is a saying that the creatures that are swept away in a sandstorm cannot survive, they are all sacrifices to the desert.

The desert is Attas, and the will of the planet is taking revenge on those who destroyed it. Zhao Mai placed half of his body in the sandstorm, feeling the violent force of nature around him. Previously, he relied on exposing himself to the sun to exercise his psychic abilities. Now, he is using his body and spirit to feel the most primitive nature and violent power of Artas.

The planet is emotional, which can be felt through the natural force. Usually, this emotion is hidden under the heat of the day and the cold of the night, as if it is held in the heart and cannot be vented. That will only accumulate, and it will only become more and more dangerous. Therefore, there will be a sudden great storm in the desert, and boundless anger will sweep over the land, and it is better to destroy everything. It was only at this time that the will of Atas was truly revealed.

I wonder how the other druids on this planet feel in the midst of a storm, will they be infected by the will of this Attas, and let out the same roar? Or will they just silently plant their crops and fruit trees and hide from the public? I wonder how many druids have been killed as blasphemers because they are also spellcasters. The passionate and loving Guardians have good intentions, but impatience blinds them, and they do bad things with good intentions and mess up everything.

There is only one solution to this enthusiasm and blindness, and that is to set an example for them, a hero, a person who can lead everyone.

Rikas is one such person in the history that is about to happen. He slew the Witch King, though this was only a drop in the ocean for the liberation of all of Atas, after all, in the rest of the world, there were eleven Witch Kings left, plus a Dragon Emperor and an even more powerful Primal Warlock Rajat. But he did ignite a spark. So whenever someone explodes again, they are impulsive and at the same time they also think about what they can do to do things well, should they be like Ricas? It's hard to tell right from wrong, and it's even harder to tell from good to bad. With inappropriate methods, even if you do the right thing, there is a high chance that it will turn into a bad one. The Masked Alliance rebelled against the rule of the Witch King, exterminated the blasphemers, protected the ecology of Attas, and liberated the enslaved people, all of which were good. But they are just delayed by enthusiasm and impatience, and have no way, so they have hardly achieved anything for hundreds of years.

It was only after Rikas that the Masked Alliance slowed down, took a breath, and began to learn to do the right thing in a good way. They no longer hastily kill blasphemers when they see them, but guide and persuade, imprison and educate. They gradually understood that using the Witch King's method of dealing with slaves against the Witch King, or killing against killing, even if they were physically victorious, would still pass on the spiritual vices that should have been eliminated, create new enemies, and even turn themselves into enemies. They understand that those slow things must be done even though they are troublesome, although they are difficult, and although they are slow to produce results.

Thinking back to the appearance of Rikas sneaking over to deliver the cake just now, Zhao Mai gradually understood why he became the pioneer of the heroic era. Rikas is not a smart man, he has aspirations, but more of a confusion. Although he can focus on one thing at a time, and he is slow and doubtful, his only virtue is patience, that is, he is willing to listen to other people's opinions, accept help from others, and slowly think about what he cannot see for a while.

Attas does not lack strength, enthusiasm and enough brutal means, but it lacks Rikas.

But even if you figure it out, who can help you? Zhao Mai communicated with the Force of Nature, and couldn't help but raise this question. Then, like a channeling spell, he channeled his desire to ask for help through the Force of Nature.

'The spirit of the earth will always come and guide you, outsider, as it promises. ’

The sound came from the wind, but it didn't smell like sand. Zhao Mai opened his eyes and looked at the storm around him. Within a meter of him, the wind went around, the sand settled, and the clouds moved away. Looking up, a round hole appears in the sandstorm, from which you can see the stars in the sky.

"I am a non-believer in God, I am a non-believer in God. Zhao Mai muttered to himself, but in fact, he said this precisely because he had doubts in his heart, doubts about the existence of God, and doubts about the existence of God. "Atas shouldn't have a god!"

'Atas just doesn't need God, Athas doesn't have no God. The voice gradually became clear, between men and women, and it was impossible to tell whether it was young or old, maybe it was just a change in Zhao Mai's thoughts. "You need help again. What's going on this time?"

"Again?" Zhao Mai felt a little puzzled. "This is the first time I've spoken to you?"

"Before, you asked me to help you travel to the forests and villages of the halflings. The voice said, "I said I could help you twice, as long as you do what I want." ”

Zhao Mai was full of questions, and he felt as if he had discovered some great secret. "Can you tell me what happened before? I need to make sure you're still you. ”

"Careful? There is still half an hour left in the storm, and there is still time. The voice said, "When you come from the outside world, break the boundaries of the realm, and return to the forgotten world, everything flows again." Destiny still has to go on in cycles. You turned to the will of the planet for help, and on the condition of killing the Witch King, you wanted to have the right identity to merge into the halfling forest and find the Heart Wood Spear. ”

Zhao Mai knew very well that he had never made such a wish. He knew that the Heartwood Spear was a halfling-made weapon, with the power to suppress and destroy magic and psychic barriers, and was the only weapon capable of allowing mortals to kill and injure the Witch King. But at this stage, how many people know about this? Combined with the "outsider" and "again" mentioned by the mysterious voice, Zhao Mai immediately understood that he was not the only traverser, and that outsider was likely to be the pilot of the cigar-shaped aircraft!

"Killing the Witch King is indeed the right thing to do. Zhao Mai was talking and delaying time while thinking of countermeasures. It seems that he is not only a local resident who wants to participate in this game, but also not just an outsider. When the cigar aircraft launched an attack on the "the・che", it was a battle, and Zhao Mai could not show mercy to his subordinates, and the use of the enemy's resources was even more deserved.

"The first thing has been done, and now the second thing can be said. The voice said, "I'm going north with the storm, so it's best to have something to do with the north, so that it causes the least amount of volatility." ”

"I'd like to make sure again, what is your identity?'s god or will?"

"I am the will of Athas, and the wrath of the Witch King. They have betrayed the will of the Creator and wrongly executed the destruction!All mages should be destroyed!" There was a hint of anger in his voice, and he became agitated and excited. "Outsider, borrow your hand, and fate will turn again. The Witch King must be destroyed, this is an unchangeable will!"

Let's believe that this voice is the will of the planet, and its appearance can explain many problems, especially those that Zhao Mai can't understand. The ability to travel through is already amazing, why do you still go to the worlds that you have seen from books? How did these worlds come about, did they first have the world, then the books, or the other way around? Who created all this, what time, and for what? Now, assuming that the will of the world exists, then this will can be used as a carrier to carry the meaning of the existence of each world. The traversers are actually dealing with these wills, and the Gold of Destiny is the toll paid to these wills.

The will may be varied, it may be a god, it may be a god system, or it may just be the natural force of the planet, which is the so-called Mother Earth, Gaia consciousness. There are some key events that are very important to the will of the world and seem to be unchangeable, such as the Witch King must die. But there are also "little things" that can be handled flexibly, either by locals or by outsiders. Zhao Mai can't argue whether this idea is the answer to all the puzzles, but it is enough to explain all the problems encountered so far. In philosophical thinking, existing conjectures can be used as theorems before encountering new problems that cannot be explained.

Then it's time to make a wish. "I want to get out of my current predicament and be in Tyre without interruption. ”

"No, you are either a slave or a prisoner. The voice said, "It is the same thing for me to liberate one of you as it is to liberate everyone, and when the time is not right, everything is in vain." ”

It's good, another message is out. Zhao Mai likes this feeling, just like doing a puzzle game, deducing and restoring from the clues, and gradually piecing together the whole picture of things. In this way, timing, everything is about timing, which is what limits the will of the planet. Just like cause and effect, it takes a cause to have an effect, and it seems that the will of the planet is not omnipotent.

"I can continue to be a slave, but I have to leave Tessian's watch, avoid this danger, and then act well, is that possible?"

"The opportunity comes to you, seize it. The will said. "Two Gold Destiny Coins to compensate for the fluctuations of events. ”

Zhao Mai almost wants to kiss the will of this planet! The Destiny Gold Coin makes up for the fluctuations caused by the event, which also reveals the true power of the Destiny Gold Coins! The changes in cause and effect and events create the Destiny Gold Coins, and the two are the same! Isn't it the case that the crossing is such a situation, where outsiders enter a closed environment, which may change the trajectory of events in a world. To make up for this external force, it is the gold of fate.

There are also two Destiny in the backpack where the food is stocked, the one that is used in pairs. The information Zhao Mai got alone was more important than two gold coins of fate, not to mention that it could also help him get out of trouble.

The gold coins were blown away, and before they could float into the sky, they turned into sand and dissipated in the wind. "Okay, goodbye. ”

"How did you come about?" Zhao Mai heard that the voice meant to leave, so he hurriedly asked.

After being silent for a while, Planet Will did not answer Zhao Mai's question, not knowing whether he couldn't, didn't want to, or wouldn't. "I'll come to you and ask you the third thing when the second thing is done. ”

"No, when I kill the Witch King, you can ask me a third thing. "God knows if this will find Zhao Mai or another traverser next time, this time the planet's will admits its mistakes, it doesn't mean that this luck will take care of Zhao Mai. "My last request, no matter how much I ask you, is not to respond to my request until the Witch King dies. It will keep me more motivated!"

"I'd love it, outsider. The voice swept through the wind and sand, and was hidden in the sandstorm.

The sand immediately covered Zhao Mai's face again.