"What... happened here?"
"It was just an invasion, adventurer."
The light coming in from the huge skylight was bright or dark, slowly illuminating the scene in the library before Duan Qing's eyes. However, if the word "messy" was used to describe the first floor hall at this time, it could also be
It couldn't be more appropriate - the rows of bookshelves that were originally neatly arranged inside the hall have fallen to the ground at this time, and the books originally stacked among them are scattered all over the floor, and some pages have been torn out.
came down and flew to a place far away from the bookshelf. The mysterious spheres suspended in the center of the aisle also lost their original luster at this time, and some were knocked to the ground by external forces that did not belong here, entangled with those exquisite brackets.
Together. The neat and smooth floor and the front desk of the library, which originally contained huge books, now seemed to have been trampled and became dilapidated. And the deep claw marks all over the entire first floor hall, and the ones that appeared from time to time.
The giant beast's footprints on the ground also revealed to Duan Qing who the murderer was who attacked this place.
"That's a dimensional beast."
As if he understood the question that the other party wanted to raise, Gustan answered the question in advance: "It is destiny that weaves a kind of enemy that we often encounter. They live in the cracks that do not belong to this world, and they are always there when we try to separate destiny."
It’s time to attack us.”
"They are our most dangerous enemies, and they are also ferocious beasts that you cannot imagine." The old man's voice became deep and solemn: "If you encounter such an opponent, please be careful."
"Uh... I'm not a destiny weaver."
As if knowing that this word could not evade the other party's warning, Duan Qing scratched his head helplessly: "Then...why do they appear here? Did you bring them in?"
"To a certain extent, yes."
The old man continued to move forward without looking back: "It's just...these beasts didn't appear in front of us by themselves, but were brought here by others."
"Bring...bring it here?" Duan Qing said in shock: "Can anyone still control such a thing?"
"Weavers had this idea a long time ago."
With the appearance of this voice, the figure of an old man in black who slowly walked down from the second floor also appeared in front of Duan Qing: "But in the past few hundred years, the weavers have also developed internal problems due to this method.
The feasibility has been debated for a long time, and most of them believe that they can control this unknown disaster with their own abilities, and research on how to tame them has never stopped."
"Judging from the current results, they seem to have succeeded." The tall old man walked up to Duan Qing, and then nodded slightly: "That's why there is this scene in front of us."
"The Destiny Weavers...aren't they working together?" Duan Qing asked.
"As a voyeur of fate, I have always insisted on not changing fate." Gustan walked to a corner of the messy bookshelf, and then sat down with a cane: "Any interference with fate may bring negative consequences to the world.
No matter how subtle the method is, it will cause great damage, let alone... using such drastic means."
"They are trying to be the masters of destiny, not observers." The old man said in a heavy voice, "This is not a good idea."
"By controlling the so-called dimensional beasts, can we control the fate of the free world?" Duan Qing asked rather strangely: "What is the principle of this?"
"In the eyes of the Destiny Weaver, the birth of the dimensional beast is inextricably linked to the thread of destiny."
It was not Gustan who answered him, but Wiggins, who walked slowly between the bookshelves: "If they can control the dimensional beasts, they may be able to follow their footsteps and find the source of these terrifying beasts. Although it is still unclear
No one knows what that source looks like, but it's certainly the most valuable method those people have been able to find at the moment."
"Countless experiments and experiences have helped them verify this." The old man picked up a book on the ground, but his eyes drifted in the direction of Duan Qing: "The series of attempts by the restorationists are one of the evidences.
, and your appearance...is another evidence."
"……I?"
"Lorna once called you the child of destiny."
Gustan's voice sounded behind Duan Qing: "Now it seems...she still has the most unique vision."
"I've heard a lot about what you did in Fenghua Town." Wiggins quietly flipped through the pages of the book in his hand: "Now that I think about it... that was probably one of the signs."
"Lorna may have seen him early... No, maybe it was earlier." Gustan suddenly showed a recalling look: "On the mountain road at that time... You appeared from Green Stone Village, right? Remember that time
The Emerald Tower incident just happened..."
"He is indeed one of the participants." Wiggins replied: "According to Christine's description, the elemental explosion at that time probably also enveloped this adventurer..."
"Stop, stop, stop!"
Duan Qing suddenly raised his hands, interrupting the endless discussion between the two old men: "What on earth are you talking about? Can you understand what you are saying?"
"..."
"..."
Silence gradually spread in the air between the two old men, and finally filled the empty library hall. Their eyes roamed back and forth between Duan Qing and other places in the library, and then they sighed,
Echoed before and after Duan Qing: "The child of destiny...the wheel of destiny..."
"What exactly did you encounter in the parliament hall before? Can you describe it to us first?"
Sensing a certain uneasy atmosphere, Duan Qing involuntarily touched the hilt of the sword at his waist. Finally, after taking into account the possible huge strength comparison between the two sides, he re-described the scene he had vaguely seen before.
Wiggins's beard kept stroking back and forth in response to Duan Qing's brief words, and Gustan's eyes gradually closed as he described it, until after the truthful explanation stopped for a long time, the two
The talent opened his eyes again: "It seems..."
"That's right."
Gustan, who was leaning on crutches, slowly stood up, but his rickety figure seemed to have become much older: "You cut off the chain that should be the chain of fate, and that person's fate... disappeared."
"Disappeared?" Duan Qing asked in surprise: "What do you mean?"
"This is also our guess because we have never seen this happen, but if our estimate is not wrong..."
"His existence will gradually disappear in this world." Gustan explained: "The name, appearance, and footprints on the continent... everything will disappear from each of our minds."
"That sword of yours cut off a person's past and future."
An inexplicable cold wind blew through the hall of the library, bringing a chill to the autumn sunshine. However, after hearing these words, Duan Qing stared intently at the two old men who were also looking at him.
, a chilling feeling arose in my heart.
"The so-called obliteration...that's probably what it means."
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How to enter the so-called destiny space, how to hear the loud bell that shook the sky again, Duan Qing can no longer obtain more information from the ears of the two old people, this is not only because as a destiny weaver plus
The combination of the heads of the seven-member council could not explain more reasons, and it was also because there were more things waiting for Duan Qing to deal with. Not long after he appeared at the door of the library, several players affiliated with Jianghu came to find him.
Fucked him, and then learned from him that a guy named Hongshan Laodao was sent back to the hotel and then went offline. After learning that the player who caught that person was the colorful aura who returned safely with Anweina.
, Duan Qing breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could be happy for a long time, new news appeared next to Duan Qing along with a series of battle sounds outside the city: "What? People from the Jianghu went out to chase.
?You still think the Imperial people are not resolute enough, right?"
"Boss, the boss has passed. This is our previous promise. Since the League Cup is over...it is only a matter of time to seek revenge from Wings of Freedom." The player who conveyed the news said: "The order given to us from above is
Try to find those players to attack, so that even if the Empire really regrets it, they will not have so many new players to help them for the time being."
"That is... he also plans to mobilize those idle players from the principality to pursue and fight fiercely, right?" Duan Qing pressed his forehead helplessly: "First, show off his power..."
"This is the best opportunity." The man smiled naively, with a gleam in his eyes: "The empire's momentum has just declined, and they probably won't react too violently. Our momentum is also coming to an end.
Go up, it shouldn’t be a problem to achieve results that exceed expectations..."
"Okay, okay, if you don't feel tired, just go and fight."
Helplessly waving away the figures of several players, Duan Qing began to walk towards the parliament hall, hoping that the information about his teammates and the few people he wanted to know could be found there. But before he could catch up,
Returning to the bustling square, he was once again stopped by several men in black. Fortunately, these men in black were not the restorationists who had had a fierce fight with them before, but the members of the guard who had been following Pamir:
"Mr. Mo Shang Qingshan, Mr. Yang asked us to come to you..."
"We found...the real Horsman."
The church that he expected appeared in front of Duan Qing's eyes not long after. He made a clear gesture to the men in black who brought him here, and then passed through the place where he had come with Ningyu Ninglan.
The old side door we found led to the desolate church backyard. Several similarly dressed men in black stood side by side in front of a certain house there, bowing their heads in silence as if they were coming to worship.
The guests, and the scene after opening the door also confirmed Duan Qing’s suspicion: “Hey, everyone is here.”
"……It's you."
Pamir, who was mostly healed by Christine's water magic, looked back at the visitor, and then hid his pale face in the darkness: "That's all, now that we're here..."
"Let's just see this one last time."
The narrow house is located on the edge of the mountain cliff in the backyard. Through the window, Duan Qing and the fat man named Yang can still see the old trees outside the house and the swaying branches and leaves behind the old trees. Tania's entire
Over the city. Duan Qing, who stepped forward, quietly looked at the scene outside the window for a while, slowly exhaled a long breath, and then turned his eyes to the aura lying on the bed, who was also looking at him at this time.
The weak old man: "Hello, Mr. President."
"You...are the adventurer they call you."
Slowly nodding towards Duan Qing, the real president of the principality withdrew his gaze: "It looks good, it does have a different momentum..."
"Thank you for everything you have done for the principality." He suddenly lowered his head deeply and whispered: "You are the savior of the principality."
"Thank you, sir." Duan Qing also lowered his head: "I just did what I thought I should do when the time was right."
"...Hehehehe."
The dying old man's eyes gradually drifted to the ceiling above him: "What should be done... I did not expect that the fate of this principality would eventually change so dramatically..."
"grown ups……"
"When they imprisoned me here at first, I reflected on what I had done and lamented why fate treated us and this precarious principality like this. Now it seems... everything may have been arranged in advance.
As a result, I should use my own life to carve out a different future for this principality at the appropriate time."
The old man coughed twice weakly, and then gasped: "Mr. Pamir, if possible..."
"I'll leave it all to you."
"..."
Pamir, who was covered in white bandages, did not answer, but lowered his head deeply. Some faint cries could be heard among the crowd outside the house. The old man still seemed to have no consciousness before his death.
One by one, he told some of his views on the principality, some suggestions about the aristocratic faction and the civilian faction, and finally focused on Duan Qing before he died: "...Maybe your idea is right.
The principality should be more tolerant to these adventurers. As long as there are adventurers like him to help you, the future of the principality...may enter a new era."
"The age of adventurers."
He looked at Duan Qing, the light in his eyes gradually dissipated, and it seemed that he was slowly entering the end of his life under the final instructions. Duan Qing, who had a solemn face, did not answer, nor did he talk between the previous few people.
He made no sound in the exchange, but at this last moment, he suddenly raised a question that surprised everyone: "Your Majesty the President..."
"Do you still remember what the person who imprisoned you looks like?"
Horsman, who seemed to have heard this question, turned his head. His dull eyes stayed in the direction of Duan Qing for a long time. His wrinkled face seemed to be constantly struggling, and finally he shook his head in relief.
Shake his head.
"I forgot."
This chapter has been completed!