Inside the cave, Don Quixote was still kneeling in front of the Sword of Time, and the expression on his face was calm because his soul had returned to the sea of consciousness.

The others, whether it was Kyle or the nine female knights of the temple in the cave, were still in a frozen state, and it was clear that time here had not returned to its normal state, and the only thing that had changed was the sword of time stuck in the ground, and the hourglass in the hilt of the sword had begun to drip down.

"Has it already begun?" suddenly sounded the voice of someone in the silent cave, who did not seem to be affected by the stopping of time here, and if Don Quixote was awake at this time, he must have heard that the voice was Arthas!

"Well," the goddess of time also appeared in the cave, of course, this is just a projection, there are not too many divine souls in it, if it is the main body appears directly, even if she has fallen, it is estimated that the huge divine power will spread throughout most of Britain, "As his teacher, you actually asked me to stimulate him so much, are you afraid that he will not be able to accept the blow, and he will already go crazy before he comes back from the future realm? Although I don't know much about human beings, in my feeling that most human beings are very brittle." ”

Arthas shook his head, a rare straight face, with a hint of seriousness in it, "My student, in my opinion, even if his soul does not contain free will, he is still very good, how can he collapse so easily! To be honest, I was very satisfied to meet such a student when I was more than 2,000 years old, but it seemed to me that his years of slavery had made his surname very strange, as if he had seen through life and death, and he had a certain sense of getting by with everything. ”

"The last time I grabbed cough cough, when I borrowed money from him, I had already found that his psionic strength basically did not increase much, and he still stayed in the position of a beginner mage, but to be honest, his understanding of spells has long surpassed that of high-level mages, even if the average beginner ring mage, he may not have a thorough understanding of spells, such as the spell in Time Town, I dare to pack a ticket and show it to most mages, they will definitely be confused, but this student of mine only took three days to study this spell so thoroughly, and he can draw inferences from that, Although this is largely due to the fact that free will innate makes his soul strong enough to carry out that kind of calculation, but if he does not have a deep understanding of spells, even if the soul is strong, it is useless, if he keeps working hard, the last time I saw him, he must at least be a high-level mage, after all, below the ring mage, the so-called level is basically useless."

"So you're going to stimulate him?"

"It's not a thrill, it's just to let him recognize the reality, although this kid never kills people, but he lacks the heart to become a strong man, he doesn't have such a high desire for strength, and he is very passive, basically a person who you don't provoke him, he can honestly show you for the rest of his life! When he has nothing, I don't bother to care about him like that, and I can't care about it, he's the kind of surname, and he's not even afraid of death, how else can you scare him, I think I wasted so much tongue when I persuaded him to resurrect. ”

"But, when he had some relationship with that little girl, I felt that this could be used, people, they are all the same, for the things in their hands, they don't want to let go, this is an instinct that is born with it, and it will not change until death! When he really wants to lose, he will understand the importance of strength, so that his soul can be completely awakened, instead of being like a layer of separation from this world, forever watching the world coldly, people live in the world, and it is always concern that is the greatest motivation to live!"

"Really?" Fira, the goddess of time, looked at Arthas suspiciously, "Are you like that too?"

Arthas put his hand on the Sword of Time, and an extremely large spiritual energy poured into it, and the particles in the hourglass suddenly increased a lot, and then Arthas said with a little tiredness, "If it weren't for you, I would have died more than a thousand years ago, and not everyone would want to be a lich, do you say?"

"Hmph, just stay with your damn student, my mother won't play with you anymore," before the words fell, Fira, the goddess of time, disappeared.

"This," Arthas pinched his chin, "Don Quixote said to me, what does this seem to be called? yes, it's called Tsundere!"

After laughing a few times, Arthas looked at the hourglass in the Sword of Time again, "So many sands of time, it should be enough to hold on until that kid wakes up!

Arthas is not a greedy person, he is only concerned about money because most of it has been taken away by the goddess of time, Kononina Fira, on the contrary, the passage of more than a thousand years has made his temper better and better, perhaps due to his natural magic, ice can always make people calmer.

When Don Quixote's actions really moved him a little, he decided to help himself, a somewhat idealized student, to recognize the world, obviously this guy with free will in his soul is not very clear, freedom needs strength to support, I think with Don Quixote's cleverness, maybe just this time, he can understand this truth!

"Boy, ask for more blessings, teacher, and I can only help you here. ”

Don Quixote, who was still immersed in his own sea of consciousness, obviously didn't notice what was happening outside, or didn't notice it at all, all his attention was attracted by the huge tree in front of him, and it was only now that he knew that the so-called aura turned out to be the fruit of this tree, Don Quixote suddenly thought of what Arces had said, "Is this the tree of souls?"

It's just that Don Quixote was surprised that he didn't feel anything at all when such a huge tree grew in his soul!

Suddenly, after a few glances at the aura-like fruit, a longing welled up in Don Quixote's soul, more precisely, as if it was an innate inheritance, like a message engraved in the depths of his soul, according to the record of the message, to eat this fruit!

Originally, Don Quixote's reason told him not to eat it for the time being, because Arthas said that the fruit only ripen after he became a mage of the ring, and if he ate the fruit before it was ripe because of impulse, and the spell structure in the fruit was not yet ripe, it would be a big loss!

But the records of the Soul Inheritance do record that when he can see the tree, it means that he is qualified to eat the fruit! In the end, Don Quixote decided to believe in the Soul Inheritance, after all, everyone's soul is different, and maybe his fruit is precocious!

When the halo was in the sky, it didn't look big, but when Don Quixote flew to the tree and plucked it, he realized that the small-looking halo-like fruit was at least three meters in diameter, and when it fell to the ground, it looked like a huge English letter o.

According to the records in the lineage, Don Quixote raised his hand and gently placed it on the top of this aura, and began to transmit his spiritual energy along the concave point connected to the tree!

"Click!"

With the transmission of spiritual energy, cracks appeared on the surface of the aura, as if someone had hammered it with a hammer, and as the cracks spread, a series of sounds like eggshells breaking floated in Don Quixote's sea of consciousness, and finally, all the shells fell to the ground with a bang, and the inside of the aura was not what Don Quixote imagined, it was flesh or something, because the fruit peeled off the skin to reveal the flesh, which is a very normal reasoning!

But in fact, after the shell of the aura was shattered, there were ten balls of light connected together, just around the ring, and in each ball of light, the structure of the spell could be faintly seen!

Without any hesitation, Don Quixote grabbed the ball of light and stuffed it into his mouth! The ball of light in the ring with a diameter of up to three meters is not too small, each one is as big as a basketball, fortunately this is the sea of consciousness, Don Quixote is like stuffing cotton, stuffing the ball of light into his mouth, regardless of whether he will choke or not, whether he can digest it or not, because the record in the soul inheritance is that if the fruit is not eaten in time, it will lose the energy provided by the soul tree, and it will not be long before it will dissipate itself!

Finally, when the last fruit was also eaten by him, Don Quixote lay on the grass with some unfinished thoughts, not caring at all about the hard and somewhat panicked husks, and the whole person fell into a deep sleep, and the towering giant tree, after the fruit was eaten, also began to gradually wither, countless leaves fell loudly, as if it was a rain of leaves, just a moment, the leaves buried Don Quixote, but this was only the beginning, when the leaves fell away, the remaining trunks burst with a bang, and countless granular objects swept the entire sea of consciousness。

If Don Quixote was still awake at this time, he would definitely find that these so-called particles are the basic elements, and a huge amount of basic elements wander throughout the space, because of the blocking of the massive leaves, so there is no such thing as Don Quixote almost being blasted by the basic elements when he first established the magic net.

At this time, Don Quixote entered another mysterious space in the sea of consciousness, the inheritance space! It can also be said to be the sea of consciousness in the sea of consciousness, quite a feeling of a dream in a dream!

Here, he finally knew what Arthas said was special about his psionic energy, and at this moment, in this sea of consciousness in the sea of consciousness, it looked like a person's study, but it seemed that no one had come in for many years, it was full of dust, and there were no books on the shelves, giving people a feeling of emptiness.

There were a few pieces of parchment on a large desk, Don Quixote picked up one of the parchments that was only half cut off, and looked at the age of at least 1,800 years, the words on it were the so-called inheritance, of course, its recorder should be the ancestor of Don Quixote's original body, which was engraved in the bloodline, and then transferred to the soul through the bloodline, so everything here is formed after the bloodline is gathered.

The writing on the parchment was not any of the kind that Don Quixote was familiar with, but he could clearly understand what was written on it.

"My descendants, when you can see this piece of paper, it means that your soul has awakened, and we are free people!

"The soul is the light in our eyes!"

"The soul is also the food of our mouths!"

"Our souls are never confused!"

"Our souls never fear curses!"

"Our souls can never be confined!"

"Our souls will never be prophesied!"

"Our souls are"

Writing this, the second half of the parchment is no longer visible, and then Don Quixote flipped through the other parchments on the table, except for some parchments that record the tree of life, and other caste information of free will, only the second half of the hand, according to Don Quixote's guess, maybe because the blood in the original body owner is not pure enough, so he did not inherit all the contents, but Don Quixote doesn't care, anyway, the soul is his own, and he can slowly explore it in the future!

It is only now that Don Quixote knows why he is not afraid of hypnosis, why his dead soul will not be taken away by death, why Arthas can't forcibly extract his spiritual energy, and why his soul tree will mature so early, everything is because of this caste called free will, although it has not fully awakened at that time, but it has also shown some power!