"You're still the same ...... as before," Inham shook his head slightly, the tenderness in his eyes dissipated, and he turned and walked towards the place where the gargoyle was placed in the distance. It was the last time he looked at the gentleness of the past, a goodbye to all the gentleness of twenty years ago.

No matter how beautiful it is, what is gone is gone. In the same way, no matter how cruel, the future is coming. These two are equally immutable, and how to face them still has to be faced.

"Stop. Vidnina's voice suddenly sharpened. "Where are you going?"

"I'm sorry. I have something very important to do, and I have the opportunity to be your listener again, if there is still a chance...... Goodbye......" Inham didn't look back, and his steps grew faster and faster.

"I said stop. Vidnina waved her hand, and a high wall of green flames almost grazed the tiptoes of Inham's feet and rose abruptly from the ground.

Inham frowned and stopped.

Sandru didn't speak or move, he didn't even seem to want to stop him because Ham was leaving, his face was still gloomy as before, but the violent murderous aura was gone, just looking at the two of them coldly.

"Why, my words made you feel bad, so you don't want to listen and run away?"

"It's not about running away, I just have something to do. ”

"What else can you do? Don't you realize that it's all fate, that what you're doing is in vain?"

"Now that you know I'm in vain, what are you stopping me from doing?"

"Do you think there's hope?"

"Maybe one in 10,000. ”

"It's such a small possibility, you remind me of a crazy gambler. ”

"You know I never gamble, I only do what I think I have to do, no matter how small the chance is, it's also an opportunity. If you don't do it, you won't even have a 1 in 10,000 chance. ”

After a pause, Vidnina said slowly, "It's just that there are some things I must say to you now." Because there may never be a chance again. ”

"Oh?" Inham was slightly surprised. "You say. ”

"You know what? You're weak. You have been like this from before and now. You're not below anyone, but you're still a loser after all, just because you're weak. ”

Inham sighed softly. He shook his head slightly.

"Don't deny it. Think for yourself, what have you done in the last twenty years? Wandering around, fooling around with your countless lovers all over the continent? If you could concentrate all your energy in one place, you would never be what you are now. Whether you're concentrating on magic or fighting for greater power, you'll have more power to deal with what comes next, and even the slightest hope that you can delay the cogs of fate. But you don't. From the moment when you refused to face your fate, you were doomed to be weak and escape for the rest of your life, waiting to be crushed by fate by the gears of the times. If you don't obey fate, but you don't even have the determination and perseverance to resist fate, from the moment you choose to escape fate, you are already doomed. ”

"Is this a lesson for me? Thank you. Inham smiled bitterly and reached out to face the green wall of flames. A path then dispersed in the middle of the flames. But just as he was about to continue his stride, more intense flames rose into the sky again, filling the gap in an instant.

"I'm not done yet. Don't you know how to respect people?" the fire in the lich's eyes grew stronger.

"I know what you say, so I don't need to say it again. Inham said lightly.

"What I can't stand the most is your attitude, you don't want to admit that you are wrong, and you pretend to know everything. ”

"It's not that you can't stand what I'm pretending, you can't stand your own weakness. Inham turned to look at Widnika. There is no trace of confusion and haze in his eyes, and he is extremely clear. "Don't force me to say this, it's actually something I've always wanted to say to you, but I know you don't like to hear it. ”

"Am I weak?" the lich's throat suddenly changed, like the sound of a thousand broken gongs that had been pounding all along suddenly cracking together. The flames in her eyes were so strong that they almost burst out, but her face was still the same skeletal face, and she could only tell that she was very emotional, and she couldn't tell if she was funny or something else. "I gave up such a beautiful body, and so many people dreamed of something that even Archibald could not accomplish, and became a lich. You actually say that I am weak? I stand on the wheel of destiny and push the wheel forward, and even the strength of the whole continent can not stop me, I am weak?"

"Weakness is a woman's power...... Of course, stubbornness too. Inham smiled faintly.

"Forget it. Vidnina must have been sneering. "You're just a loser. In what ways have you been able to beat me since the Academy of Magic?

"I admit that none of the understandings of magic, theological debates, and actual magic battles have caught up with you, and now it seems that you have indeed won, but the victor and the weak are not opposites, and the strength of the ability is not equal to the strength of the heart. The weaker the person, the more eager he is to prove himself with victory.

"Victory is victory, defeat is defeat, where is the need to prove it?"

"Don't you need to prove it, then why do you want me to stay and listen carefully to your declaration of victory? Don't you want to see my look of chagrin and remorse to validate your own success? At least I'm sure Archibald never wanted to be great, and never felt that way. He did not transform into a lich, not because he couldn't, because he didn't want to, because he faced his life calmly, he was a great man, because he accepted everything that belonged to him, including death and failure. Inham paused, looked at the unusually strong flames in Vidnina's eyes, sighed softly, and continued. "The so-called fate, in fact, none of us can grasp it, all we can do is face it. The formation and upbringing of the dark star is just a cycle of the operation of the world itself. After the Dark Star unleashes the Doomsday Judgment, perhaps even the Necronomicon himself will disappear. What do you get? It's just an illusion that transcends everything. In fact, no matter what you do, what position you stand in, you are still a speck of dust under the wheel of fate. You are not looking for destiny, you are looking for the feeling of transcending everything. ”

"Don't you feel that everything you do is forced by yourself, by your obsession to transcend everything. Why can't you be a little stronger. I know that we are all sorry for you, but you also have to understand that we all have our own positions. Reasons for each...... In fact, whether you chose to wait for me to come back or choose someone else, you would be ...... than you are now."

"Shut up—" Angry shouts erupted from the Lich's body, loud enough to make one wonder if it would shatter her tattered body.

"I'm done, goodbye. The expression on Hamm's face did not change in the slightest, the wall of fire behind him had been extinguished, and he turned and continued in the same direction.

"You die. The flames in Vidniana's eyes were already pouring a hundred pounds of earth oil. Exuberant enough to burn everything but anger to ashes. Her withered hands were raised. Dark magic ripples surged and condensed in her arms, and a huge green firebird instantly appeared in front of her.

There were no scorching waves of air or anything unusual in the air, and the flames had condensed to the point where they had almost reached the level of entity, and all the temperature and necromantic magic were contained in it. The firebird flapped its wings and turned into a green afterimage and flew towards Inham, who had his back to her.

Inham was still walking. Although the firebird was silent, the violent magic fluctuations could be felt even by a big-eared monster who had no chance of immortality and magic, but he didn't even look back.

In the blink of an eye, the firebird turned into a sea of intense green flames that engulfed Inham's figure, and even the surrounding obsidian ground melted in the heat mixed with necromantic magic, a flame similar to the Dark Dragon Land* technique, and nothing could survive under this flame.

The fire in Vidnina's eyes had subsided a lot, and this spell unleashed not only magic, but also the anger that drowned out her reason. She seemed to be in a daze, just staring in amazement at the sea of fire that had swallowed Inham's figure, and the dry hand remained in the air. Once she didn't move like this, it was really no different from a statue.

The sea of fire had dissipated, and the ground had become a large expanse of lava, and the flames that had faded in Vidniana's eyes suddenly flourished again.

Inham was still there, and he still walked in the same direction without looking back, the only difference from the previous one was that the hat of the robe he was wearing was turned upside down, and his whole body was shrouded in the robe.

"The robe of the ghost king? teacher...... You ......" Vidnina exclaimed, looking at Sandru.

Sandru replied lightly: "He stole it from me before." ”

"Won't you stop him?" asked Vidnina. The Robe of the Ghost King can withstand all magical attacks, but it doesn't mean that it is truly invincible, at least not in the face of Sandru's corpse control skills.

"Why should I stop him?" asked Sandru, still standing still.

"He donned the robes of the Ghost King, he violated Lord Archibald's teachings, and was a traitor to the necromancer. And he didn't ...... you before."

"That was before. Sandru nodded. "Before that, he was really the person I wanted to kill the most. But now I want to see what he wants to do and what he can do. ”

"He's definitely going to find a way to thwart the arrival of the Necromantic King now, which is not allowed as a necromancer. ”

"I've already quit Diya Valley, you don't know, go find the rest of the guild. Sandru also turned and walked in the other direction. "Suddenly I remembered, I also have something to do......"