Chapter 905: Prelude

"I didn't want to die forever, that's too greedy, but mages also have a lot of ways to increase a person's lifespan, I don't intend to live forever, as long as this big 6 is enough, you may call me stupid, I also know, it's useless for this thing to come, but the goal, always bigger the better, and what's the point of a kingdom that only has humans? elves, dwarves, gnomes, orcs, and those I haven't heard of, I'm going to make them part of my kingdom." ”

"This is a little domineering. Edward looked at the excited light in the young man's eyes, and then laughed.

It seems that because that person is still the same as he remembers...... It made him feel a lot better. Troubles were still piling up in my heart, but they no longer felt as heavy as they had been a moment ago. Friendship was something he used to think wasn't that important, but no matter what, it's always better than nothing. Much better. Even now, it is impossible for both of them to return to that simple and peaceful life, but at this moment, at least their hearts have not changed much compared to that time.

"What's the matter! I'm obviously very domineering, right?"

"No, no, no, it's really domineering to turn them all into your harem. Oh, that's not all, there's the Minotaur and the Ogre ......"

"you, the elves are okay, the dwarven gnomes and orcs are fine...... the young king slammed his fist into the psychic mancer's shoulder, but it was as if it had hit an iron plate, grinning his teeth in pain. However, he still refused to give up and reached for his neck again, but unfortunately Edward stretched out a finger. He made his hand completely paralyzed and unable to move. However, this guy turned his head without grace and spat a big mouthful, and Edward, who was laughing, had to dodge the toilet. But

After laughing for a while, he raised his head and looked at the damaged ruins in front of him, and sighed a lot in his voice: "It's only been a few months, and everything has changed in one qiΔ“...... Because we are in the most ups and downs of life, as long as we grasp the right rope. You can soar all at once. ”

"You're so optimistic. ”

"Do you want to cry in the corner? Everything that should have been born has been born, and the wheels of history are rolling forward, but no one can stop it. The young king sighed, "Just like now." I've killed the guy who made this place like this, crushing the bones and scorching it with acid, but is there any point? He who dies is dead. Past. It's gone. I still don't have anything. ”

"Oh, congratulations. , but I've heard that there is, and that Psionic Monsters can manipulate time, so they can jump from the future to the past...... Speaking of which, if you can go back in time, the price is to throw away the qiΔ“ that you have now. Will you go back?" the abrupt question made the young king hesitate. He raised his head to meet the eyes of his best friend, but then drooped. His lips twitched, and only a snorting sound came out.

"It's just a joke. Edward said lightly, then stood up: "Then, the nostalgia will end here." If you stay here for too long, you might have some trouble."

If I had the opportunity to choose to do it all over again, would I still be on such a path?

As he asked this question, the Psychic Warlock was asking himself.

Can it? Can't?

If it were him, Edward probably knew the answer was...... No. Even if he is trapped in a doomsday wheel that can be re-chosen, he will not change his decision to pursue power, and knowing the trajectory of the past will only allow him to plan more carefully and do things more perfectly. The process may be different, but giving up is not something he will choose.

"Edward. ”

The silence lasted for a moment, and the young king spoke, as if he had some difficulty organizing his words, and after a few sliding of his Adam's apple, he seemed to be unable to say anything: "You seem to be in trouble lately, do you need my help?"

"Troublesome? a little. Edward glanced at him, the corners of his mouth curled, and he smiled gloomily: "I'm a Zhong man, I'm afraid it's not easy to die! Okay, I'm leaving." ”

As he spoke, he took a slight stride and disappeared into the gap in the space, leaving only the young king standing still.

After a few moments, the old man, who thought he was dressed in a robe, came out of the corner and walked up to the king. "Do you think he must have seen any flaws?" said the young king, who was still standing. But the old man did not answer, because the question was not given to him.

"He was clearly aware of some clues, otherwise he wouldn't have been so quiet. In the dark, someone responded: "This guy's mental fluctuation is very strong, it seems that this time, he may have no reason to win, don't you show up? When you first met, he treated you as a murderer, but later, it was as if he was giving you his inheritance......

"Murderer?"

"To be precise, it can be ruled out, the object of warning, but he later gave up completely, or because he didn't fully understand what I was, thinking that it was just some kind of power you had gotten, otherwise, even if he killed you, he wouldn't let me go. ”

The young king shuddered.

"It's good to be able to perceive that he's terrible, and it's a sign that you've grown. The voice known as the Juggernaut sneered, "However, if you continue to grow like this, you should avoid him, otherwise, he will definitely see it." ”

"I don't think he's going to take any extreme measures, is he?"

"You'd better not have any weird dreams, I'm entangled in your soul now, and as long as he appears, I'll drag you to death immediately. 'Juggernaut''s voice froze, but the young king only moved the corners of his mouth at the threat.

"You're afraid of him, too?" he said after a moment of silence.

"You think I'm going to be angry? Fear of the strong is the instinct of the weak. If you don't have a clear understanding of your own power, you can't do it. And now I am very weak. I knew very well that even if it was just a duel of psychic power, I might not be able to match him. ”

The 'Juggernaut' doesn't seem to mind the provocation in this remark: "Actually, I really hope that he will win. If he fails, things will be extremely boring for you and me, what a unified big 6 or something. You'll probably have fun, but it doesn't make much sense to me, because I'm going to take all the creatures here. All became their own toys, and at that time, even I might not be able to save zΓ i. Not to mention them. ”

Spiritual connection. It is possible to do many things that cannot be done directly in dialogue, for example, now, the young king knows very well that the 'I' in the other person's words does not refer to himself, but to another being, with whom he was once one.

An incredibly powerful monster.

"You said you'd give me a while. ”

"yes. I said, so. A thousand years or so is a long time for you, isn't it?" the Juggernaut suddenly laughed, "Don't worry, you'll get tired of it soon, if it's just one person." ”

The young king frowned. Listening quietly, the voice recounted a chilling speculation:

"Your friends, your faithful subordinates, your loved ones, will eventually just leave before you, then meet new ones, and then leave, and the process repeats, yes, there will be races in this plane that live longer, but that's the same, after a few hundred years, they will no longer matter to you, unless you can find a quick way to spend time, otherwise, thousands of years will make you have a clear insight into all the aspects of this world, and eventually, you will lose all the fun and happily wait for the result of being devoured by me。 I've seen a lot of this kind of process. There are few exceptions. And at that time, I may give you some time, probably a few hundred years later, and your soul will eventually be corrupted and numbed by that feeling. ”

The air around them seemed to turn into a cold wind, sweeping through the wreckage of the calamity, with a subtle and breathtaking hiss.

After a long time, the young king sighed, "Thank you so much. But why don't you help him? In this way, you have the potential to become the master of this world, and eventually, you can become a being who competes with your being, isn't it?"

"Cunning little thing, do you think this will increase his chances of winning? I might as well sue you, it's impossible, nothing knows 'me' better than me, and this me in front of you, do you know how much will it is made of?"

The question of domination was not actually answered by the young king - for him, the power of the 'juggernaut' was great, but that was all, he believed that he could someday break away from the control of the other party in the future, and whether he knew his structure or not would not affect the outcome, but in order to make the other party happy, he seemed to have to guess.

"A hundred?"

"It is two hundred and seventy-three, of which the three strongest are the most important synthesis of me, and everything is the result of the choice made by these three wills, and the minority obeys the majority, I call it, the system of judgment. And the remaining two hundred and seventy are the storage of knowledge under each judgment system, and they are also the storage of substitutes, ah, you won't understand this to tell you, in short, I am such a storage zΓ i. ”

The self-proclaimed Juggernaut voice said, as if with some sighs.

"Now, the question is, how many souls do you think I have?" he asked, but did not wait for an answer: "The answer is very short, those inferior things that have been merged do not count, and the rest should also be calculated by the level of 'Zi'." I don't know what it is, trillions, billions, trillions, jing, yuan, and zi, each of which is ten thousand times larger than the previous one. So you think, do your friends have a chance?"

The young king did not speak.

As he spoke, he walked through the wreckage of the town, finally stopping in front of the crumbling castle.

With a slight movement of his gaze, he pulled out a bottle from the space.

The bottle is only the size of a fist, but it is cast from Mithril and engraved with countless tiny glyphs, when the screw of the bottle is gently unscrewed. A roar with endless pain came out of it!

The voice was terrible, one after the other. It was as if a dying beast wailed, but in fact it was silent, resounding in the hearts of living beings. Because of this, every creature that hears it can't help but be afraid, as if the mere sound makes people see hell.

The young king, however, seemed to have no feeling at all. The five fingers slowly closed, and the Mithril bottle turned into a cloud of scattered ashes with a thud on the ground! The countless faintly visible rune chains in the circle trapped the white shadow of the human form in it!

"Ahhh......h Let me die, please, mercy ......" The vague shadow slowly writhed in the sunlight. Reluctantly raised his face to the person in front of him. The mournful wail stalled slightly, turning into a muffled moan: "Let me disappear......"

"You're dead, but you're not going away," the king narrowed his eyes and met the distorted face, "at least not for the time being, remember this place? Always watch over it. ”

"No, noβ€”!" exclaimed the soul. It's a pity that there is no resistance at all. The young king took out another piece of pitch-black magic jade and threw it on the ground, and the countless runes immediately disappeared one by one, seeping into the ground!

"This is the edge of the Black Forest, and monsters are often seen, but once in a while an adventurer or two will pass by, so you can expect it. The king said softly, "though I must admit that you have done a pretty good job, and you have completely ruined the town of Poplar." Very few people take this line now...... But you know that there will always be one or two curious guys, and they might even show you up and save you. Let's look forward to it, there's hope, huh?"

This circle is so difficult to arrange that the souls trapped in it cannot communicate with the outside world in any way, how easy is it to be revealed? What's more, no one dares to come to this ruin now, how long will it take for this place to prosper again?

Hope, rather despair, than what could be more painful than such a wait?

"Old man, and everyone...... I'm sorry, I can't find the guy behind the scenes yet, so I'll have to put this idiot here, but I promise, that guy won't be away with it for long. Falling on one knee in front of the ruins, the young king murmured.

It took him a long time to pray, and when the sunlight in the sky had been dyed with a dull gold, he finally stood up.

"Are you feeling better?" said the 'Juggernaut'

"A little. ”

"Revenge, ridiculous, but not stupid. The idea of 'domination' is not emotional, but it is not without purpose: "It's like your expectation of him, although it is weak, but it is not equal to zero. ”

"My Majesty, if you don't believe it, then why do you need to think about it?"

The young king sneered,

"Because of your mention, I have to say that there is one thing you are right, and we also have a chance. Become the Pandorian Ryan of this plane...... Although in the end, this universe cannot escape the predetermined end, but for me and you, the difference is too great. "The idea of 'domination' suddenly weakened - or rather, he lowered his voice:

"The only hope is that 'I' can't intervene in this world, and if I can grasp it well, then the chances will be greatly increased...... Of course, the premise is to have abundant energy, but now it seems that he has not yet realized this, or rather, he is walking on a completely opposite path of death, especially now, what he needs to face most is not the 'me' being, but the inferior and stupid but stronger than him in this plane. And one of them is enough to destroy him. ”

"How much time do you have left?"

"If it's long, it's three months, and if it's short, maybe it's tomorrow. ”

The young king's heart fluttered, he had thought that his question would not be answered, but now the 'Juggernaut' gave him a response: "It takes enough energy, and if he finds a way to stop the absorption of energy, he can keep it that way, but if he wants to stagnate, 'I' will intervene." And even if he could block that power, the result would be pretty much the same, because the gods of your world will find a way to infuse him with energy, and these stupid guys don't know that doing so will do nothing but open the door in advance and send 'me' to this world. ”

"It depends on his decision......"

......

How to decide?

Edward stood quietly in the sky

After careful consideration, he gave up on the idea.

Seeing or not seeing Cecilia doesn't mean much to the present. If Edward wanted to see her, he would have only searched for a little, but what good was it to see her now? he could not be sure that how much of his current actions would be known by the gods, and each of these beings who were close to him might become his scruples

She had left Romante and was approaching Burgundy in a considerable way. By the time Edward saw her, she was almost ten miles from Burgundy!

What is this for? I've already thought about it, so I want to (to be continued......

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