At the entrance to the depths of the Ustaraf Mountains, halfway up the mountain around the Dragonfall Cliffs, there is an explorer town called the White Dove.

The town was originally built by the dwarven hunters of Yanjiang, and their target was a one-horned wurm monster called 'Red Horn Scales', which had a strange psionic power that could be crafted into various psionic items, so the price was high.

It's just that this kind of monster lives in the depths of the mountains, the Ustarav Mountains have a treacherous and rugged terrain, and there are all kinds of poisonous insects and beasts, and unexpected weather changes are not uncommon, even if they are like iron dwarf hunters, they can't hunt for a long time, they can only build manors in the mountains, monitor the surrounding situation, and wait until the redhorns are infested and then dispatch most of them.

However, a long time ago, a big man of the Yanjiang Dragon Worship Sect made a mistake when he broke through the fourth energy level and intended to transform himself into a true dragon bloodline, and he failed to break through, inducing a major earthquake that shook the entire Ustaraf Mountains and even the underground plates, several mountain peaks collapsed, the mountains shifted, and the originally rugged and difficult mountain road instantly turned into a smooth ruin.

And maybe the dwarves are really the children of the earth, their hunting village survived the fierce and unbelievable plate movement, and the crack in the earth stretched hundreds of meters behind the manor, tearing out a large rift that intersected like the mouth of a fierce beast, and the center of this big rift is the location where the dragon worship powerhouse broke through, and the rift cliff closest to the entrance is the so-called 'Dragon Collapse Cliff'.

Although the dwarven hunters survived, the redhorns were rarely seen again in the Ustaraf Mountains where the ecosystem was drastically changed, and the dwarven hunters, who were looking for another livelihood, accidentally found a white dove on the way home—a rare, unremarkable, pure pre-era civilization white dove without any special features, without any magical beast blood and psychic power.

If it weren't for the old hunters, who knew all the mountain creatures, no one would have been able to detect anything from this white dove.

As soon as he saw the white dove, the eldest dwarven hunter quickly made a judgment that would be unimaginable to ordinary people: there was probably a 'labyrinth' beneath the Ustaraf Mountains! It was originally hidden in the depths of the earth, and it may never see the light of day, but the secret rituals of the Dragon Worship Sect caused the earth to shake, and instead revealed it to the world!

And this white dove flew out of that labyrinth!

The hunters followed the white dove home, and the entrance to the giant labyrinth [Ninazu Abyss] deep in the Ustaraf Mountains ushered in the footsteps of the future generations for the first time.

To this day, the Abyss of Ninazu has not been fully explored, its interior is extremely vast, nearly half of the underground area of the Ustaraf Mountains has a part of its structure, and the deepest point can even exceed 30,000 meters, for many years explorers from all walks of life gathered here, before and after the discovery of seventeen semi-permanent underground biospheres, as well as two gene seed banks, this is obviously a very important biological sample preservation site of the pre-era civilization.

It is also one of the largest 'biological weapons testing grounds'.

In the Abyss of Ninazu, there are indeed many ordinary creatures that are as weak and weak as the original white dove, but there are also earth-based psionic giant insects comparable to the fourth energy level, which are similar to the hybrid of crystalline dragons and some strange psionic beetles, and slaughtered nearly a thousand explorers when they appeared, and used their corpses to create a large number of half-human and half-crystal 'subworms'.

But this is also the fault of those explorers, as the greedy Terrans choose to use the destruction of the ruin's structure to gain access to those 'sealed' ecosystems in order to gain more resources from the ruin's labyrinth.

Sleeping in it, the Crystal Demon Worm Mother, which was supposed to remain dormant, awakened and returned to their slumber after eliminating all the illegal intruders who had destroyed the ruins - they did not wake up as long as they did not touch the maze warning area and did not violently destroy the maze structure.

Since then, the adventurers who explored the Abyss of Ninazu have relented a lot, adapting short-term raids into long-term explorations, and the hunter hunting farm, which first discovered it, has evolved into a well-groomed area like an advance base, which is the last stop for many adventurers to prepare supplies and recuperate before entering the labyrinth.

White Pigeon Town, Red Horn Tavern.

This tavern is the oldest tavern in White Pigeon Town, and its original owners were the old hunters who stayed in the hunting village to settle here, and the red horn head sign hanging at the door of the tavern is a real red horn and its horns.

There were quite a few thieves who had evil thoughts about the precious psionic material, but they had no chance of escaping the mountains under the hunt – as evidenced by the pile of skull decorations piled up next to the tavern.

At this time, the weather is wet and cold, and there are few pedestrians in the deep mountain town.

Even adventurers are reluctant to explore the labyrinth in the depths of the mountains before the snow is about to fall in early winter.

But the Red Horn Tavern was still buzzing, with a flickering fire flickering through the cracks in the windows, and the bard playing the lute.

The sound of the piano is melodious, the singing is far away, and an adventure party that has just come out of the labyrinth, finished exploring, and made a lot of money is here to celebrate another success, and everyone can go back to their respective homes before the heavy snow covers the mountain, and live a good year.

"It's really thrilling, old iron head, my sword is not bad, right? Saved the other half of your good braincase from the Crystal Man! ”

"you, one eye, Lao Tzu is in front to cover you!"

"Drink, drink, don't say that! Cheers to us for not missing arms or legs, and for successfully completing the task! ”

"Yes, we can at least earn tens of thousands of Sune (Ganthrigham currency, 1.5 times the amount of Teller) this time, and everyone can share more than 10,000, it's worth a toast!"

Six adventurers of different shapes, races, and even limbs are raising their glasses to the dreary atmosphere of the approaching depths of winter.

The Elven Mechanics of Canaan Moore, the Dwarven Archers of Gantregham, the Iron People Puppeteers of Yanjiang, the Tiger Psionics of the Heavenly Court, the Golden Wanderers of the Empire, and the Seaborn Reloads of the Far Shore Island...... Such a complex composition and a fairly unconventional team would be incomparably striking if it were in the outside world, but it is not so rare in the maze exploration industry.

After all, most of the people who will travel far away from home to explore the dangerous labyrinth are very different from their own people. Simply put, there is a brain disease.

"Cheers!"

As they clinked glasses, the other guests in the tavern raised their glasses in unison – a tradition that every successful team that celebrated in the tavern was to be treated to the drinks of all the guests, and the guests toasted them.

On the other side of the tavern, the white-haired and blue-eyed bard also smiled and quickened the tempo, turning the melodious country songs of the Bossaka region into a melodious one.

"When did that bard over there come?"

After drinking and boasting to each other, the elven mechanics in the team were a little surprised to notice the bard's virtuosity.

Although he loved mechanical mechanisms since he was a child, and was incompatible with his family peers, he still received more or less artistic influence, and understood how to appreciate the quality of his performance skills, and he noticed that the bard's playing music was not abrupt, and even affected their mood while not letting them have the slightest feeling of 'there is music at this time', and the more he thought about it, the more incredible he felt.

"I don't know." But the rest of the companions had no such artistic cells, and some of them had begun to boast loudly about their adventures, or feast on the food and wine on the table, and only the tiger man seemed to notice something: "The poet...... Seems to be a psyker? ”

"It's not a combat psychic ability, it's just a pacification psychic that can make people feel happy."

"I see."

Hearing this, the elven mechanic understood, it turned out to be psionic energy, I thought that there would be some kind of art master in this kind of countryside and mountains.

It's strange that a psyker would run away to be a bard, but Terra is so big that don't you see the dwarf on the other side also going to be an archer?

The only question is, why would a bard come to White Dove Town in the winter when the crowds are at their lowest? Although the adventurers in this place are generous, they are always willing to reward after the adventure is successful, just like him, at this time, he has already planned to reward the other party with a few suen, and looking at the gray-gold coins in the small box next to the other party, he has indeed made a lot of money recently.

But it's strange to come here at this time.

Thinking so, the elf couldn't help but glance sideways at the white people bard.

Although his face was obscured by a long peaked hat, the bard's countenance was undeniably impressive, his singing voice was clear and smooth, and the occasional cyan eye peeking out of the shadows proved that he was indeed a psychic being.

Not only that, but on the side of his shoulder, there was an ice-blue primordial goblin flapping its wings slightly, as if it was intoxicated by the poet's song - this kind of goblin that has not fully transformed into a real goblin is basically not intelligent, but it will also be protected by goblins, like this kind of goblin that will follow humans is really rare.

And beside the poet's boots, creeping a pure black cat like ink...... No, it's a puppy?

Blinking, the elven mechanic was a little suspicious that something was wrong with his eyes, what he just saw was obviously a cat, why did it suddenly become a puppy?

But in the next moment, the puppy turned into a kitten again, and in the blink of an eye, the elven mechanic even saw the kitten suddenly reach out with a pitch-black tentacle, grab an iron beetle scurrying around, and then violently retract it.

The iron beetle clattered and ate happily.

His eyes widened, but before he could be shocked, he found that in the shadow behind the bard, there was a tall, silent knightly guard—that physique, that posture, that momentum, if he didn't find it, it would be fine, and once he did, even with his toes, he would know that the other party was not easy to mess with.

The Elven Mechanic turned around and poured himself a large glass of wine—he was going to pretend he didn't see it.

Despite the ragged adventurers in White Dove Town, the depths of the Ustaraf Mountains are at least level 1, and a seemingly powerless psionic bard must have a guard.

Don't inquire into truths that you are clearly incapable of purchasing, which is a virtue that all seekers should abide by.

Time passed, the fire crackled, the tavern was noisy, the piano was melodied, and as the feast drew to a close, the bard's tune began to come to an end, and the most familiar tune of the northern adventurers of Terra, 'Tyre's Overlook', began.

This is a ballad that originated in Yanjiang and later became widely spread in the north of Terra, and there are many variations, which can be said to be different from place to place, but the same is the praise of a pioneer named Tyre.

In the distant wilderness era, people were trapped around the settlement, surrounded by fierce beasts and poisonous insects, harsh weather, people lacked resources, lack of land and water, lacked all the necessities of continuation and survival, and at first Tyre, the son of a farmer, built a high platform with mud and looked out over the wilderness - he saw through the fog and clouds with his eyes, and saw the emerald green beyond the gray and black, and he led his family through the wilderness, over many dangers, over countless dangers, obtained ancient treasures, and finally came to a new grassland, With the wealth brought by the treasure, the southern city of Freudon was built.

In the bard's melodious ballads, Tyre crosses the wilderness and mountains again and again, becoming a symbol of adventure, exploration, pioneering and courage, a prelude to the adventurer's departure and the final chapter of the return celebration feast.

Each region of Tyr has a variety of adventures and elements to be joined by the local bards – Tyr in the snowy fields has to cross snowy mountains, find treasure in the ice, and protect himself from the migration of mossy behemoths, while in the offshore region Tyr has to cross the devouring tidal flats, avoid the crocodile dragons hunting along the river, and finally find treasure at the source of the springs...... In short, it is about discovering treasures.

This time, however, the white-haired bard sings of Tyre crossing the mountains, eventually digging deeper into an unnamed cave in the depths of the forest, and finally discovering the treasure in the labyrinth underground.

As soon as the adventurers of White Dove Town heard this, they knew that this was the 'Tyre's Overview' that belonged to them in the Ustaraf Mountains, and they all burst out laughing, and the atmosphere became even more enthusiastic.

"These bards just know how to talk nonsense, they haven't been to the labyrinth, and they sing beautifully."

The Seaborn Jiawei laughed, as a rare Seaborn Earth Sublimator, his favorite thing is to explore in the deep caves, he has always been proud of his own experience and achievements, naturally he looks down on these bards who obviously don't really go into danger, but sing their stories to make money.

The others nodded slightly, a little disapprovingly-what do you compare to the bard, if you have to say, there are so many legendary stories on Terra, can those authors really experience it?

That's the reason, so after the sea armor guard complained, he began to drink with the tiger man psyker next door.

Only the dwarven archers were stunned.

- Not true.

Familiar with the Ustaraf Mountains and the mountains and labyrinths better than anyone else, the dwarven archers, who are natives of White Dove and have made it their mission to explore the depths of Ninazu since childhood, can be sure that the details of the exploration that the bard chanted are not unfounded, but groundless!

He knows more than anyone could have imagined!

"Danji District, nameless and empty, I remember, it is obviously a hidden entrance to the labyrinth left by the clan, but the area that can be entered by that entrance and exit is not of high value, it can be said that according to this bard, behind the 'root system spreads', there is a wall that is just a void, fixed in place by the roots of giant trees."

"But at the height of winter, the roots of the giant tree shrink, and the secret door of the wall can be opened—and that path leads to the 'treasure' around the core of the labyrinth!"

For a while, the dwarven archers were thrilled, it was impossible for outsiders to know the many hidden entrances and exits blocked by their clan, not to mention the details of the labyrinth exploration that seemed to outsiders to be just made up, just how the other party knew about the hidden entrances and exits, it was worth his exploration!

So, at the banquet, he secretly made a secret gesture to his companions, while the other companions who were drinking were slightly stunned, and although they frowned, they all responded one by one.

When the feast was over, the six of them left, and after some time, the tavern changed shifts, and the white-haired bard put away his harp, and left the tavern with his black kitten and ice elf with a tall knight.

Instead of returning to the inn, they prepared to head to the Freedom Camp outside the town, where most of the cash-strapped adventurers gathered, the only problem being that it would be buried by heavy snow in winter, which was why the number of adventurers who came to White Dove Town plummeted in winter.

In the woodland on either side of the freedom camp, five and a half pairs (the puppeteer is one-eyed) eyes were fixed on the bard and the knight.

- An old man, a poet, an unawakened goblin, and a Warcraft pet.

- Just don't mess with the goblins, let others know that we killed a goblin who is about to open his mind, and we will be taken to Falling Star City to fertilize.

- That old man doesn't look easy to mess with.

- No matter how hard it is to mess with, can it be even more difficult to mess with than the crystal worm people? That's a monster close to the third energy level, isn't it still a dozen of us who have been knocked over!

Thinking so, they went on.

And then they were seconds by the old knight.

To be precise, it was actually a bit exaggerated to be seconded, because the old knight actually used two swords against the six of them, one of which stunned the six people with all the puppets, leaving only the spirit behind the tiger's psionic ability to look around in horror, so that the knight took out the second sword and knocked the spirit behind him unconscious.

"Is that enough?"

When the old knight had stunned the group, he turned to the poet and said, "Although they did come and attack you in a daze, as planned...... But are you sure that the other party will accept your terms? ”

"Of course, teacher, I'm sure."

And the poet said lazily - he actually deliberately lured this elite team of adventurers to attack him from beginning to end? But how was this possible, how could he know that those half-truths and half-truths could lead this group of adventurers to take action, and how could he know the hidden entrance to the labyrinth in the depths of the Ustaraf Mountains in the inaccessible land?

The answer is, he's Ian!

In a short time, six adventurers, bound by the flowers, awoke in a cave deep in the Ustaraf Mountains, where no one or detectors could find them.

"Goo, I admit it, if you want to kill or chop me, I admit it!"

The first dwarven archers to wake up, who were also the planners of this raid, shouted: "But the main responsibility is mine, these companions of mine are only bewitched by me, if you can, please spare their lives!" ”

And the bard, sitting on a rock, reclining against the wall, looked at him with a smile and did not reply.

It wasn't until a period of time had passed, after everyone had woken up, that he slowly spoke: "You are all here for the treasures in the ruins, whether it is the attack on me or the previous exploration. ”

"So now, I want to ask, what do you want to do with the treasure?"

Ian didn't say anything threatening, but the adventurer team could hear a hint of seriousness in his tone - if they didn't answer the question properly, their results wouldn't be particularly good.

Anyway, he was caught by someone, and life and death were in the hands of others, so it's not a shame to be honest.

"Engineering agencies are very expensive." The elf said, and the Iron People puppeteer nodded approvingly: "It's hard to build a golem if you want to improve, you have to be rich to do it—and I have to pass on my craft." ”

"I want to take a few more mothers-in-law and spread the branches for my family." This is the Tiger Man Psyker, whose thoughts are very simple and the Heavenly King's Court, while the Sea Descendant is more focused on himself: "It's unlikely, but you have to prepare for the third energy level, right?" ”

"My family is in debt." The Golden Folk Wanderers had the simplest reason, and in the end, only the original planner Dwarves remained.

The dwarf opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Ian raised an eyebrow, and behind him, the old knight drew his silver sword.

"No, brother, tell me quickly!" At this time, the other five people were anxious and opened their mouths to urge, while the dwarf hesitated for a long time with a bitter face, and then told the truth: "I...... There's no reason for it. ”

"I just thought that there were treasures in the labyrinth that had been sealed for a long time, and I felt that I couldn't accept it, and I had to dig them all out...... It's as simple as that. ”

This reason was indeed a bit too simple, so that the other five were stunned for a moment, but Ian nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, that's it, just tell the truth." ”

He had known this for a long time, dwarves were technocrats, they would search for secret treasures, they would want to unearth ancient technological devices that had long been lost, and Elder Pud's father was such a dwarf, which is why most dwarves are one of the standard equipment of major adventure groups, not only because they are good at dealing with the environment of underground labyrinths, but also because of their sheer desire that they rarely betray the team for money.

"As you can see."

After everyone explained their reasons for exploring the adventure, the poet Ian also calmly said: "I have no strength to tie the chicken, and it is difficult for my body to enter the maze to explore, so I have a commission I would like to ask you." ”

"Just like the distant view of Tyre that I chanted, this commission can only be carried out in the winter, and in the recent period, you are the only ones left in the adventure party who have the strength to complete it, and I hope you can take this commission."

"As long as you can bring back the 'treasure' I have asked for and give it to me, then I will surely give you enough to ensure that each of you will be rewarded for fulfilling your wishes."

The adventuring party knew that they obviously had no right to refuse, although they also had 'how can you guarantee that we will complete the mission instead of sneaking away or messing around?' But in the next moment, Ian's outstretched hand made them all wail.

Ian's hands were white and slender, not much more than the most delicate white jade sculptures, but the palm of such a hand slowly poked out silver-white tentacles, cold, wet, with the cold glow of metal and the smell of incomparably dangerous.

At some point, the strange black creature that was constantly transforming, I don't know whether it was a kitten or a puppy, also came into the poet's arms, its pupils were a strange red seven-pointed star, and countless strange tentacles, sharp teeth and grotesque arthropods could be faintly seen in the flowing dark body.

The silver-white tentacles clinged to the back of the heads of everyone in the party, injecting something, and the minstrels' blue eyes shimmered, and at this moment, everyone in the party inexplicably sensed a gaze, and they instinctively knew that their thoughts, sights, and even lives were now in the hands of the weak bards in front of them.

The tiger man psyker subconsciously roared, as a psyker, he couldn't accept this feeling that his soul was being manipulated by people, and instinctively wanted to resist, but the old knight standing behind Ian waved his sword scabbard, and knocked him unconscious again - to be honest, the old knight was immortal with three swords, which is very rare in the entire Terra continent.

"Don't be in too much of a hurry."

After doing all this, Ian withdrew his hand and exhaled a little tiredly, before he said leisurely, "It's not just the supervision for you, it's also good...... Feel it, do you already have the same thinking? ”

"In addition, you also have a certain amount of psionic vision, thinking ability and calculation ability, and your memory will also be greatly improved - this is the most authentic prototype of the Possession of the Brain, even if it is a pre-era civilization, there are not many people who can have this level of Possession of the Brain."

"This ......"

To tell the truth, although it was difficult to accept the reinforcement by being forced, the elven mechanic quickly realized that although his brain seemed to be linked by something strange, but as Ian said, his thinking ability had been greatly improved, and in just a few seconds, some engineering problems that had been bothering him in the past were quickly solved, and this feeling of his complete brain upgrade made him subconsciously say the honorific: "Great, my lord...... Why did you choose us when you have the means......

"Because I don't have the strength."

Ian said lazily, "And you are not ordinary, I am optimistic about your 'future'...... Believe in yourself, among the six of you, at least four of them are destined to go down in history, and it is really not easy to gather your team. ”

After hearing Ian say the words 'no power' again, the old man's tower-like body behind him swayed slightly, and the most keen-eyed Golden Folk wanderer sensed a trace of undetectable guilt.

After the unties, the group left.

They will comply with Ian's request to reach the core of the Abyss of Ninazu through another labyrinth entrance in the winter, and obtain the core control of fifty-five different biomes, even the mutated Crystal Demon Worm Mother will obey the orders of the core authority.

Of course, Ian also knew that in this Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, there will be two fourth-level teams in the future, an alchemy master, and a royal court general, and the team will definitely not obediently obey their orders, but plan to use the technology of the maze to relieve their control...... But they never imagined that what they held in their hands was the 'Star God level' authority.

Alas, I still need to work hard to clear the customs by myself, pretending to be a ghost, and pretending to be a big guy to scare people, but I didn't expect it to be so simple to use the permission I got after clearing the customs to go to the plot now.

In short, the core labyrinth authority in the depths of the Ustaraf Mountains will also be successfully pocketed this time, and in the depths of the labyrinth, hidden behind everything, the real cause of the Dragon Collapse Earthquake that year, a bulge of the 'Thousand Star Beast' will also be appeased by itself, so that the peace on the continent can last for a few more years.

The bard left the place.

The Bard's Journey is the whole of Terra.

Under the cloudless clear sky of the star-chasing plain, the poet rode a half-dragon war horse and galloped across the churning green and choppy grassland.

In the dark night of the Yanjiang Forest, the poet hides in the furry wings of chocobos, avoiding the cursed spirits.

In the crimson sea of scarlet whale songs, the poet plays a ballad and rides a shark shark through this ancient battlefield of sea devils.

Under the lonely light of the silver moon, the poet rode a griffin and galloped around the capital of knowledge of the Thousand Towers, feeling the wind and the howling of the sky.

He always drops, always gives, and always gives prompts to guide. He guides the growth of heroes who have died young, he gives hints beyond the end of the road, he gives weapons or admonishes to those who have not broken the game.

The poet has no power, the unawakened ice goblin will only wake him up from the middle of the night, and the star-seeking kittens and cats brought out of the South China Sea Labyrinth can only be responsible for dealing with uneaten meals, and only the teacher is the real helper to help the poet solve those hard power problems that he can't solve.

The poet doesn't stop somewhere, he leaves when he completes his goals, but these goals don't have any exact purpose, and many times, he just wants to look around - the journey itself seems to be Ian's purpose, he enjoys the life of enjoying the food of a certain place, learning about the customs of a certain place, and listening to the legends of a certain place.

For seven or eight years, the poet and the knight walked through the wilderness, through the forest, on the volcanoes, on the frost.

And eventually, they came to the original place of departure.

South Sea, the seashore of Port Harrison.

It's autumn and a heavy rain is falling.

Endless lines of rain fell from the sky into the turquoise sea, and under the black-gray clouds, countless raindrops hit the water, splashing like petals, like the splash of the crown.

It was only at this time that the old man couldn't hold back the doubts in his heart.

"Ian."

He opened his mouth and said what was really on his mind: "I have lost my joy even now. ”

"Over the years, I've learned exactly what you're up to, and that's me...... Even Inaga has a wisdom that is completely incomparable. ”

Ian ...... Why? Why pay such a big price to save me? ”

"Obviously, without me, you can achieve more!"

"It's me who dragged you down!"

The old knight bent slightly, and he pressed his hand to his heart in pain.

There, a young heart was beating, carrying the power of the dragon's heart core, so that the old man who should have died a long time ago could still be alive.

More than ten years ago, at the end of the South China Sea Labyrinth incident, when the old knight was about to die (a continuation of the original world line), Ian used unbelievable means to carry out an operation that was basically impossible to succeed, using the insect swarm and the facilities in the South China Sea base as raw materials.

He completely replaced the internal organs in his teacher's body that had been corroded by the ashes of the Ice Hell Robbery, and ordered the ashes of the Ice Hell to stop functioning with the permission he had obtained somehow, and then replaced the core of the teacher with his own heart, some of the internal organs, and some of the clone flesh, so that the old knight who was only half a step away from stepping into the underworld returned to the world.

But at the cost, Ian's body was greatly damaged, and he filled the missing parts of himself with the flesh of the swarm, disqualifying him as a human.

It can even be said that the original Ian was already an empty shell, and in fact, he had completely turned into a swarm of humanoids.

Although he could continue to advance as the 'Swarm Master', he was not willing to do so.

"Even if you sweep Terra with a swarm, I believe you can save the world."

Saying this, the old knight's tone was unabashedly trusting.

It was a matter of course, he had seen with his own eyes that his students had used their wisdom and investment to put the situation between the great powers in his hands, and who would have thought that behind the various policies and heroes that influenced the beginning and end of the World War in Terra, most of them were due to a bard who couldn't even catch a cat?

"You've finally asked, teacher."

And in the heavy rain, the white-haired poet stood calmly on the seashore, staring at the endless blue sea, and calmly said: "Saving the world is a very ordinary and natural thing for me, and for me, it is only a matter of raising my hands." ”

"But even now I am longing for one thing...... That's a better possibility. ”

"A possibility that you can also live, teacher."

Turning his head, Ian and Hilliard looked at each other, and he smiled and said, "Teacher, although you are not curious about all this, you can also see my anomaly - I obviously know too much, and I can't even explain it to the prophet. ”

Hilliard didn't speak, he just looked at Ian with a puzzled look in his eyes, but with a sense of calmness.

He did doubt, but he didn't want to think about these frivolous questions, believing that everything Ian did had a reason, and that the other person would definitely explain it to him.

And Ian did give an explanation.

"This world."

The poet said: "It only exists so that Hilliard can live." ”

"Teacher, I have already reached a better future, and that future is only missing you."

"Didn't you succeed a long time ago?" Hilliard wondered, "More than ten years ago, you rescued me from the impossible, and now I am still alive, which is a real miracle." ”

"No...... Teacher, you have to live. Alive, and with a heart for the 'better possibilities'. ”

The bard laughed: "I can only invite you if you are curious about the unknown...... You are invited to the 'Pioneer Space'. ”

"Only in this way can I use you as a base to go back to everything and resurrect those 'dead you' in all time and space."

"After all, even I can't save all ...... in the first place Teacher, I need your help right now. ”

"Haha."

Hearing this, Hilliard smiled dumbly: "Just so? Ian...... What's so hard about that? ”

"Pioneer space, right? I don't know where, but if it can help you, then I'll say yes. ”

……

A tavern at the end of the universe.

[So, do you want to resurrect a half-step immortal person?] It's not that hard for you right now, is it? 】

[What? You have long since been resurrected? So why even ask this question! 】

[Hmm, you mean that you want to resurrect all the dead creatures under that name in the infinite parallel time and space? Infinite parallel universes? No, in general, isn't it enough to resurrect just one? 】

[All Ian is Ian, and all teachers are teachers...... I probably understand what you mean, you are following this path, admit everything, admit everything, embrace all things in chaos, even the worst possible in the infinite parallel time and space must be saved, even the best possibility in the infinite parallel time and space is better......]

[You think you can do it, 'guidance' is such an eternal upward, never-ending force]

【……】

[To be honest, there are very few people as crazy as you in this seal of the multiplicity, and you are really an exploration madman, but since you promised us losers to convey the message, then we are also willing to think of a way for you]

[Infinite parallel time and space, resurrect infinite people, and even completely reverse the past and future of the infinite parallel universe foundation from the multiverse, reshape all time and space with your power, and forcibly achieve the perfect ending in your heart, which requires a great power that transcends the Harmony, which is called 'Torrent'......]

[And, I'm afraid you still need some 'Great Inheritance'...... The power called 'Time Corner' may be what you need.]

[Of course, in addition to this, there are some easier ways]

[That is to go to the place of reincarnation, the real 'reincarnation', the place of all true spirits - but now, the Great Seal still exists, and if it is not a torrent, it is basically impossible to reach there]

[Haha, we didn't lie to you, it's just that your goal is too big, and it's so difficult. Either it becomes a torrent, or it gets a great inheritance, or it simply breaks the great seal...... Anyway, the former is the easiest, you can do it yourself]

[It is true that the seal will be broken, but seriously, even in the years when we are in harmony, it is difficult to see the day coming, who calls us all failures? Maybe you can wait]

[You've been waiting for a long, long time, so you shouldn't mind waiting a little longer]

……

After leaving the tavern at the end of the universe, the white-haired figure pondered for a long time, and then came up with his own answer: "Sure enough, although I don't admit that I am right to go far, I really can't wait that long." ”

"The fragments of monsters hidden in the shadows have begun to move, and it is time for the Great Being to wake up."

"However, with my current ability, it will take some time to achieve the torrent...... Why don't you try to awaken the Great Being, or break the Great Seal? Anyway, if I don't do it, those monster fragments will do it too, so it's better for me to come. ”

After thinking for a long time, the white-haired young man smiled: "Just ...... Let's give it a try. ”

"All the plans go hand in hand, and that's how fun it is."

So......

Wake up.

Wake up.

The age of miracles is time to open.

(End of chapter)