Chapter 1947 The truth about the princess and the writer
There was a clang of two swords clashing, and Shade subconsciously raised his hand to block and rebound, forming a perfect counterattack. But the fortune teller seemed to have anticipated the trajectory of the sword in Shade's hand, and the sword in his hand was rebounded.
After opening, he quickly completed the balance adjustment. He grabbed the blade of [Night Watcher] with his free left hand, and then stabbed Shade's throat directly with the long sword in his right hand.
Shade quickly flipped his wrist and used the sharp [Night Watch] blade to cut off half of the opponent's palm. At the same time, he did not forget to sideways avoid the trajectory of the sword in the fortune teller's hand, and then stabbed the opponent's hand with the sword.
heart.
Shade's sword was accurate and cruel, hitting the target accurately and penetrating the opponent's chest. However, he himself could not completely avoid the fortune teller's sword. The long sword finally scratched his cheek, and it was on his face.
There was a bloodstain left on it.
But just now Xia De clearly felt that his movement range was enough to avoid this attack, but the fortune teller also moved the direction of the weapon in his hand while he was dodging. In the end, it seemed that Xia De took the initiative to move his body to hit
The opponent's weapons.
The five minutes ended here. The night watchman pulled out of the fortune teller's chest, and then the two of them took two steps back.
Shade wiped his cheek, looked at the blood on his fingers, and then asked his opponent:
"The last sword is very strange. Did you predict in advance that I would definitely dodge, or did you add the fate of 'definitely hitting' to that sword of yours?"
Nadia Foran reminded Shade that her ancestors had powerful prediction abilities in battle. But compared to prediction, Shade preferred that the sword just now had the influence of fate.
The fortune teller did not answer, but lowered the long sword in his hand so that the tip of the sword touched the ground. A little bit of Shade's blood stained on the side of the long sword was absorbed by the roots that made up the carpet:
"I got your blood, and you will also get an invitation to the party."
Someone walked out of the crowd and came to Shade's side holding an invitation letter. The style of the invitation letter was the same as what Meghan and the others had received.
Shade frowned slightly:
"You built this mansion here just for my blood?"
He was not angry, nor did he regret his choice to compete with the opponent, and even asked:
"May I know why you need my blood? I am very sure that I am not a member of your family."
The fortune teller is also willing to give the answer:
"My divination tells me that if this ritual contains your blood, it will greatly increase the probability of success."
"But this will also give me the possibility to intervene in this ceremony, or even replace you as the core of the ceremony."
Shade said, and the fortune teller wearing a monocle smiled:
"Remember? My goal is not to win or defeat anyone, I am just trying a possibility. If the ritual can succeed in your hands, that is also a good thing. Of course, when I don't see myself failing
Before the possibility, I still prefer to complete it by myself."
He took off his hat and bowed slightly to Shade:
"The Edwards family dinner will be held in fifteen minutes. Godcaller, I sincerely invite you to come as my descendant and the male companion of Megan and Audrey Edwards. You will also
Witness the final outcome of our family."
Shade avoided his bow:
"Fifteen minutes? Your calculation of time is really accurate. Then answer me, what happened to Lesia and Dorothy?"
The fortune teller raised his hand and touched it in the air, and a pair of butterflies fluttered and turned into light flakes:
"Remember? You and I both know that the world is about to be destroyed. According to the calculation of the long time of the First Era, when we last met, I mentioned that all eras since the First Era have been
It's the end of the world.
The ancient gods left one after another in the first and second eras, using themselves to support the world that was about to collapse."
Shade pursed his lips, and he had also thought of this guess. The fortune teller continued to look at Shade, his eyes seemed a little moist, and he was sad:
"If this is not the case, why is the total time from the Second Era to the present not as long as the First Era? If this is not the case, why does the extraordinary power and the scale of the material world become weaker and smaller from generation to generation? The Ancient God Li of the Second Era
In the past, evil spirits and demons appeared in the third era, which were like loopholes in the world. The fourth era was a dark age that confused all civilizations. The fifth era ushered in the ridiculous and terrifying witches. Only witches can control extraordinary powers.
Epochs. Are these eras really correct?"
He winked at Shade, but to be honest, if the girls hadn't made this move, it wouldn't be playful at all:
"No, God Summoner, you should be able to reach that conclusion now - the end has already come, but it has been delayed by generations of people. Thirteen ancient gods took the first step, and now we,
That’s the last step.”
He dropped the long sword and put his right hand on his chest:
"But the decline of the world is an unstoppable process. In our era, the world has finally slipped to the edge of the cliff. The end of everything, the end of all things, the end corresponding to the beginning, can no longer be postponed by any method."
"I understand what you said. I appreciate you analyzing these things here, but what does this have to do with our topic, Dorothy Louisa and Lesia Cavendish?
What? You don’t want to tell me that they are the way to prevent the end of the world, do you?”
Shade asked back. The fortune teller shook his head and asked the same question:
"Since humans and other intelligent life can save themselves, why can't the world itself save itself? Just like when a crisis occurs, fate will always choose a chosen hero and give people a second chance. When the world encounters a crisis, fate still chooses
We have created some special people and given them special responsibilities.”
He paused for a moment, and the two looked at each other. Shade looked into the soothsayer's eyes and suddenly had an extremely terrifying suspicion.
"Godcaller, you should be able to see that the wonderful soul bond between Lecia Cavendish and Dorothy Louisa is definitely not caused by any external force. It is a kind of..."
"natural phenomenon."
Shade said, Laplace Howard smiled:
"Yes, you really understand. In fact, you are far from the truth because you lack the imagination of the last step. It's not that your knowledge has blinded you, but that you don't want to guess that way. You are rejecting that answer. I can give you
A hint, if you still can't figure it out, I can reveal the answer to you at the dinner later. No, you can definitely figure it out."
He put away the smile on his face and asked quite seriously:
"The two ladies exist in the world as separate individuals. Initially, their souls exchange, then their souls gradually converge, and finally they completely become one individual.
So, if their ability can be inherited, or if their ability will appear more and more in every corner of the world as a natural phenomenon and human talent after their generation, then in
What will happen after a long time?"
Seeing that Shade's face was getting more and more ugly, the fortune teller knew that he had understood:
"I noticed that their names all contain words related to 'savior'. This may be part of the destiny of the world, or civilization is looking for a way out for itself. They are indeed saviors, they are a
The beginning, the beginning of verifying feasibility.
This will take a long time, but if there is such a time, one day, all intelligent life will be able to exchange souls with each other, and all souls are just one soul. When the end comes, no matter what life has done
No matter what choice you make, it is a choice and struggle made by gathering all the power of civilization."
More than one person once said to Shade that the words of the person in front of him cannot be trusted. Once you believe his words, it is equivalent to falling into his trap. But at this moment, Shade cannot say anything to question the other person, because he knows
, the other party did not lie.
Shad said:
"Are they the way out that the world has chosen for itself?"
The fortune teller nodded:
"Imagine how interesting and great this world would be if it really turned into that kind of future? Civilization fights against doomsday, and all the wisdom and power in the world become one. As long as one person is saved, the world is saved.
.And if the rumored asylum”
He shook his head:
"Of course you can doubt my statement, but if you understand what "" means, if you understand what the Thirteen Chosen Ones represent, you will know that I am not lying."
"You don't need to explain. Although you and I are enemies, I also have the ability to judge. Even if we have to fight in a while, it won't stop me from being grateful to you now."
The fortune teller smiled:
"You are really suitable for being a friend. Unfortunately, the destruction of the world has been doomed since the birth of the world.
The ancient gods had already anticipated this day and left a final escape route for the mortals. But that retreat is destined not to take care of everyone. If my interpretation is not wrong, in the end, even if the ceremony of the Thirteen Chosen Ones goes smoothly
In the end, only some people will be able to survive the end of the world."
"Is the above all speculation?"
"There is some unsystematic evidence. My main research is Edwardsden magic. Their appearance has provided me with many interesting ideas and ideas. If there are still thousands of bodies of intelligent life in the material world, but
All souls have merged into one, so doesn’t it mean that everyone has been saved?”
He smiled and said:
"Civilization has not been interrupted, and the inherited knowledge, history and secret stories will also be passed down. This is my interpretation of Lesia Cavendish and Dorothy Louisa, who were a certain
The beginning of this 'infection' is one of the ways out that the world and its destiny spontaneously choose for many civilizations that have lasted for six epochs before the end.
They don't need to do anything, they just need to live stably, and then let their souls gradually converge until they merge into one, which is the greatest contribution they can make to the world. If civilization is really saved because of this, they will be the 'sister of all things'.
Mother, they are the original origin of all souls. The title of savior is no longer enough to highlight their status. They are the whole, they are one."
PS: As mentioned before, the blood voluntarily donated by the ring warlock has extraordinary power.