Build high walls, accumulate grain, and slowly become kings.

What the ancients taught Wren makes sense.

During this time, Wren devoted himself to cultivating disciples, and then watched Brother Apple grow from a shriveled apple to a little malnourished apple little by little.

Even according to Wren's estimate, it will take the five northern provinces to maintain this intensity of fighting for a year before the apple can return to its original form, then there is a hope.

The road to the gods is not easy to follow, even if there is a roadmap in mind and the key props [Godhead Fragments] are missing, then everything is in vain.

Throughout March, the Barbarossa and the Orcs were in full swing.

There were no major battles, and no less than a hundred battles broke out in a month with a thousand men.

Almost every time, the Barbarossas crushed the orc troops, but there was nothing they could do to face the orcs running around the plains with their feet scattered.

The speed of orcs running short distances is not much slower than that of inferior horses, and even if they collect people's heads, there are endless incidents of human knights being counter-killed. Only by pursuing in a squad can it be considered to strike a balance between efficiency and safety.

Even if the orcs who have no way to live are finished, they will still unite with the outside world, join other orc clans, and continue to fight with humans.

As Generalissimo Varus advances towards the third province, Anduma, this intrusion and obstruction on all fronts will become more and more acute.

But it's not about Wren.

Time to step into the delicate April 1st.

Nocha suddenly ran nervously and asked to see Wren alone.

"Master, I, I dreamed, no, I prophesied something bad." The little fat man is a very sleek character, and rarely speaks to Wren in this tone. Every time he appeared, he was respectful.

Noticing the panic on his face that was still frozen, Wren motioned for him to sit down. But as he sat down, he was still biting the nail of his left thumb with his teeth, and his body trembled slightly.

Wren didn't ask him a direct question, just pointed out the window.

Looking at the electric tower that surrounded the entire valley, looking at the colorful dragon heads hanging on the mountain wall, and then looking at the glass wall reflecting colorful glare in the sun, the little fat man gasped, but quickly calmed down.

In a sense, this is the calmness of [physics].

When it comes to physically eliminating enemies, no one is more professional than the school of physics.

Maybe it's because his master's record is too brilliant, which gives the little fat man a little confidence.

Only then did he calm down, gasp and say, "Master, I saw a dragon-shaped monster wreaking havoc on the territory of the Duchy of Marino. ”

"Dragons? Interesting. Wren crossed his fingers with his hands, clearly saying - Lao Tzu, a professional dragon slayer, is really not afraid of any dragon.

"No, it's not a dragon, it's just a monster that looks a bit like a dragon, but it's full of chaos. There may also be a little bit of divinity. ”

"Huh?"

The word "divinity" stimulated Wren's sensitive nerves. Anything tainted with divinity is likely to become something terrible. Divinity is a certain quality of a deity. For mortal beings, divinity can even slowly transform them into a form closer to that god, converging with the qualities of that god.

The little fat man continued to paint his near-dreamlike prophecy: "That dragon was supposed to be beautiful. It's a pity that the body is covered with hideous eyeballs and mouths......"

When he said this, the confidence on Wren's face froze a little.

Why does it sound so [gram]?

Add some tentacles and you're all alive.

"Are you sure it's a prophecy and not a mere nightmare?" Wren asked tentatively.

"No, I won't dream the same nightmare over and over again. It smashed half of the academy. Even Thunder has a hard time hurting it. The point is, I saw the thread of fate in that dragon monster, connecting the colored prince and the shadow dragon that you once killed, Master. ”

“……”

Wren was silent.

In fact, he felt that something was wrong at the beginning, a legendary dragon suddenly killed the door, this can still be said to be an example, so what about two?

This is an unexplained 'coincidence'.

He can't say that he is very familiar with prophecy, and he probably knows six out of seven.

Even before the crossing, when people asked him what he thought about the 2024 Thunder Fire Harvest Year, he thought at most, 'The Thunder Fire Sword is going to be a lot new?' 'That's it.

Nocha ran to say that there were Diao people who wanted to harm me, what else could he do?

The little fat man was a little unfavorable when he spoke: "I, I know that Master is so strong, he definitely won't care about this kind of enemy." But I dreamed of this for two nights in a row, and I couldn't sleep anymore. ”

He certainly wasn't lying. His big dark circles are proof of this.

Wren carefully looked at the 7 disciples who he didn't put too much thought into teaching. This is another example of how he doesn't know how to teach.

Prophecy specializes in this thing, it's too ethereal.

Wren, a guy majoring in physics, will also teach some physics laws step by step, lay a good foundation for Xiaopang, and let him at least be like his senior brothers and sisters, and earn a plastic energy department to specialize in coming back, so as to show that he has not studied in vain. As for the prophecy, he basically let the little fat grow savagely.

Just as he didn't have to worry about the fat man's fat growth problem at all, in the good environment of the academy, Xiao Pang was a high-level mage anyway.

The disciple is not calm, he, who is a master, must be calm.

He held his cheeks, matched with his peerless temperament, and stared at Chubby with a deep gaze:

"Prophecy in my world can also be a form of statistics. You don't know what a normal distribution is, you just need to know that the odds of the worst and the best happening are extremely low. Unless there is a transcendent, truly god-level force that transcends the mortal world to intervene and guide this matter in the worst direction, there is no reason to specifically produce the worst outcome. ”

Seeing that he couldn't convince the master, Xiao Fat knelt down suddenly: "Please master check my soul." The disciple really didn't dare to hide it. ”

This kind of operation would not have been possible for Wren before.

Ever since the disciples drank the Mind Snatcher Soup, a simple [Mind Peep], Wren was still able to do it.

A light curtain opened not far from the two men.

In this light curtain, which is comparable in size to a home theater projection screen, the projection is the prophetic dream of the little fat man.

didn't say anything, just such a hand made Xiaopang shocked.

In the picture is an extremely narrow void corridor.

At most, it is more than 100 meters wide, but it is more than ten kilometers long, surrounded by rolling dark clouds, and black-gold arcs continue to shoot out from the clouds, hitting the corridor, leaving large craters like craters, and then bounce away in an arc, and then dissipate in the void.

In this corridor surrounded by dark clouds, as long as you look around, it is easy to see the destruction of the sky and the earth and the stars falling to the ground in a trance.

On the ground where the electric particles kept bouncing, with the help of electric light, the figure of a deformed fairy dragon whose wings had been swallowed up most of its wings and was covered with eyes and a hideous mouth was outlined.

(End of chapter)