"Next ......" Wind Spirit turned his head to look in some distant direction.

The silhouette of time flashed quickly in her pupils, and the scene of the war finally froze before her eyes.

"Walk in my direction."

"Hmm." Bai Er obediently did so.

At the moment when he had just raised his right foot, the wind spirit stopped with a voice, "Stop! Keep it that way. ”

Bai E's brilliant reaction made him instantly aware of the wind spirit's words, and he instantly froze.

Even if his body is a little unbalanced, under his current physical control ability, it is not a problem at all.

"Salsa Sasha~"

The sound of the brush rubbing against the paper sounded quietly again, only this time Bai Er no longer felt the chaotic sense of detachment.

The Wind Spirit was obviously a master who was good at painting, and soon a completely different picture appeared in front of Bai Er's eyes.

If the dozen or so rays of light of different colors that disappeared in the dark space just now were abstract, the one in front of me was pure realism.

The thick ink outlines the thick smoke of the battlefield, and the dim sky does not see the light of day, only countless black shadows that are too far away to see.

One corner of the canvas is the distant sky behind it, and the black shadow that falls on the ground that should obscure the sky and the sun is only the tip of the iceberg in this picture.

The military artillery fire on the ground shot out angry tongues of fire into the sky, and behind the ruins of the former human building, a human figure was stepping out of it.

"Is this me?"

Bai Er asked, pointing to the most visible human figure on the canvas.

Nothing the prophet did was meaningless, and perhaps in this way the other person was revealing something about the "future" for himself.

"It doesn't matter." A smile tugged at the corner of Feng Ling's mouth, "It may or may not be." In fact, this painting has no meaning to you. The cause and effect that is entangled in you gave me some inspiration, so I wrote it down, and that's it. ”

Bai E stared at the second painting, which depicted scenes of war that made him a little concerned.

I just don't know how long this is in the future, and I don't know who the opponent really is......

As if seeing Bai E's thoughts, Feng Ling smiled and asked, "General Bai E, according to your level of spiritual energy, you should have already seen the foundation of the high-dimensional space, right?" Whether it is the stars that represent all the changes in the world, or the long river of time rolling forward...... These foundations of all things are as real there as the existence of a single entity. ”

“…… Be. Bai E nodded.

These things had already been seen when he first awakened his psionic energy.

At that time, he may not have understood it deeply, but as his spiritual energy level became stronger and stronger, Bai Er became more and more aware that everything he saw at the beginning was the absolute foundation behind the formation of a high-dimensional space.

The definitions of space and time are so vague here because they themselves represent "space" and "time" themselves.

Seeing Bai E's frank confession, Feng Ling's eyes showed a little satisfaction, and he asked in a faint tone, "So...... Do you believe in 'fate'? ”

A person's life has a predetermined trajectory from the moment of birth, and the seemingly random choices made at each moment of life are actually predestined.

If not, how can "time" become a river?

An object with a definite form, and wanting to intervene in it to make changes, is only the final part of the growth of strength.

And if the fate is uncertain, then when the final person who has the ability to meddle in the long river of time goes to the so-called "future", whose future is it?

The more profound the understanding of the existence of high-dimensional space, the firmer the cognition of "fate".

But......

"I don't believe it." Bai E's eyes were slightly distracted.

If everything is meant to be, then this life ...... It's a little too boring.

Even if he wants to fall into some kind of absolute circle of fate in the future, he will do everything he can to find a way to break free!

Wind Spirit's eyes bent into crescent moons, and he pursed his lips and chuckled, "I don't believe it either. ”

Saying that, he stood up lightly and said to the guest: "It's really embarrassing to take up so much time for General Bai E, if General Bai E has something, he can go and get busy." ”

"Then don't bother." Bai Er nodded, and turned to leave.

If you stay any longer, I'm afraid the other party will not be able to hold on.

I don't know what the other party did, but in the second painting, he felt the terrifying spiritual energy gathered around the elven prophet, and some of them even hooked up a little of his own scattered spirit.

Even her current third-order spiritual energy level didn't seem to be enough in the turbulent fluctuations just now, and mobilizing such a huge amount of spiritual energy was not an easy task for her to think about.

Sure enough, with Bai Er's departure.

Feng Ling, who had been firmly suppressing the decline of his body with "self-restraint", instantly softened at his feet, and fell to the ground on the spot with a pale face.

The overflowing sweat instantly wet the thin clothes, and the whole body was soft on the ground like a snake, panting heavily.

"Or ...... Too reluctantly. Feng Ling bit half of his lip, his eyes were bitter, "If you want to change your fate, it's really too difficult......"

Looking down at the painting he was holding tightly in his hand, Feng Ling's eyes showed a little relief, "Fortunately, there is still a glimmer of life left." ”

Although this world was only an accidental settlement, she never wanted to see this world become a shriveled ruin in the universe after Bai Er left.

"Prophet ......," the call of the clansmen came from outside the door, "those human officials have asked to see you, and I heard that they seem to want to see your new work." ”

As soon as the wind spirit threw it away, the canvas appeared in the hands of the outsiders, "Give it to them......

Originally, it was for them.

In any case, human beings are the absolute masters of this planet!

……

With the victory of the human race over the hive, the inhabitants of the lower city have given up their safety inside the city and have begun to go to the wilderness outside the city.

There may still be threats in the wilderness - mutant beasts, wandering orcs, wandering warlords, and so on......

But humanity's greatest enemy has been laid down, and what remains is not entirely against humanity.

Compared to the crampedness of the city, the dangers of the wilderness are nothing compared to freedom!

The nobles who had been patient for various reasons finally couldn't take it anymore, and a cold voice in the dark secret room said coldly, "Our family's income has decreased by thirty percent during this time, and those branches that have cut their funds can no longer be appeased. Now that the people in the lower city are in turmoil, this is our last chance! (End of chapter)