"Master Thoreau, I didn't expect to see you here. This is really-it's really..." Durand didn't know how to describe his current mood.

The nine years of being in the ant plane have tempered Durand's heart to be extremely strong. He can treat it roughly calmly no matter how big the matter is.

But the person in front of me is really too big!

Thoreau is one of the greatest figures in the history of Sendro... no, it should be said that he is one of the greatest figures in the history of many planes. Even if the only one in front of him is a projection clone, not the real body, it still shocked Durand's heart.

It is rumored that Thoreau can predict the future to a certain extent, why did he appear here?

Durand recalled the first thing Thoreau said when he first met, "You are finally here."

Durand was confused at the time because the other party said it as if he knew him and seemed to have been waiting for his arrival.

This made Durand feel strange.

Now that Durand knew that the other party was the projection clone of the prophet Thoreau, he felt a little relieved. Since the legendary great prophet was standing in front of him, nothing could be guessed by common sense.

“I’m honored to meet you.”

Durand calmed down and bowed with Sendlow's traditional etiquette, looked at the other party seriously and said, "Actually, I still don't understand. I am just a small battle mage. Even if I have some achievements, it may still be worth mentioning in your eyes..."

Thoreau smiled and said, "You wonder why I left the projection clone waiting for you here?"

Durand shrugged and said for granted: "There is too much difference between my strength and yours. I have never seen you, and I have heard of many rumors. I don't know you in a strict sense. I... I really can't think of anything special about me, so that you value me."

Thoreau smiled meaningfully and said, "You don't need to belittle yourself. Let's put it this way, the reason why I appeared here, the reason why I have never seen you but knew you, and predicted your arrival is because I have seen some fragments of you in the long river of the future. You may achieve your achievements in the future."

If Thoreau, the prophet, is so highly praised, most people may inevitably feel proud. But Durand did not have any at all, but became even more solemn.

He pursed his lips and asked solemnly: "What have you seen in the long river of the future?"

Thoreau raised his head slightly, his eyes were still closed, but his eyes seemed to penetrate the eyelids, and even penetrate all tangible barriers. He fell directly on the illusory future and destiny.

What did you see?

Faced with Durand's problem, Thoreau was silent for a long time before sighing heavily: "I saw a war in the future, which swept across Sendlow... Perhaps, it would be more accurate to use the word "catastrophe". The pictures that can be seen are trivial and intermittent, just in terms of what I can see. That war... is terrible!"

A war in the future?

Durand was a little confused. So far, Thoreau has disclosed too much information and is too trivial, making it difficult to sort it out clearly.

"Is the future battle you see related to me?" Durand asked cautiously.

Thoreau said calmly: "To be honest, I'm not sure, but I did see you in the war. And your knife."

As he said that, he pointed to the purple sword in Durand's hand, "Although the picture is incomplete, you seem to be the key to that war."

The more I talked about it, the more mysterious it became...

Durand sighed with a helpless expression: "Well, can you say something easy to understand? I am not questioning your prophecy power, but I don't have your prophecy power after all, and what you said is still a bit... well, it's hard to understand."

Thoreau means: he foresaw a certain war in the future, the time is unknown, and the location is probably in Sendro. Then he saw Durand in the war scene and his purple sword, and believed that Durand "seems" to be the key figure in that war, so he made a special trip to wait for Durand here.

"Why, do you think my words are unreliable?" Thoreau saw Durand's thoughts, and instead of getting angry, he smiled.

Durand was a little embarrassed, but in the end he said honestly: "I just think it's a bit unreliable."

"Then how do you explain that I will stand here?" Thoreau said with a faint smile. "I predicted your arrival and left a projection clone waiting for you in advance. I suggested leaving a plane portal here, which was to guide you back to Sendro. Since I can accurately predict your arrival, why can't I predict a future war?"

Durand opened his mouth when he heard this, but had nothing to say.

Durand is not Thoreau. He cannot see time or fate, so these things lack basis for him. Even if the basis really exists, invisible basis does not mean to Durand.

It is difficult for him to believe the so-called prophecy from the bottom of his heart.

But Thoreau's question made it difficult for Durand to answer.

Thoreau made this series of arrangements, after Manus killed the Dragon Lord during the 99th Years War. At that time, Durand was still very early, but his arrival was "seeing" by Thoreau, right in the long river of the future.

“You mean—”

Durand rubbed his eyebrows and said, "I will fall into the alien plane, stay in the same plane for nine years, and come here today, and then meet you-all of this, have been a certain number million years ago?"

Thoreau shook his head and said, "I don't know much about the wandering and trapped things. I'm not sure when I will be here. I only saw you coming here, so I just waited here. In fact, I did, and I waited for it. You did. It's very simple, isn't it?"

Durand smiled bitterly: "Sir Thoreau, since you have predicted that I will be lost in the alien plane, why not take some precautions in advance? For example, you can mobilize people to find me in Sendro! In this way, I will not be trapped in a secondary plane for nine years..."

Durand sighed that the majority of the ingredients were, but Thoreau corrected the truth solemnly: "I can see the future. I can also make fine adjustments within a certain range, but what you are talking about is already 'reversing the future'. This is a taboo that is not allowed by this world. I dare not do it, I can't do it, and even if I do it, it will not work."

"I'll just say that." Durand scratched his face and thought about it carefully. If he hadn't been in a secondary plane for nine years, Durand would not have been able to awaken the terrifying bloodline ability of the Double Sword Clan. Is this so-called fate?

Durand remained silent for the time being.

To be honest, he is still a little confused.

Thoreau said that he predicted that Durand would fall to this plane when he arrived. So in order to welcome Durand, a "person who is crucial to a catastrophe in the future", establish a reserve portal and do not completely evacuate and cut off the connection with Sendro from here.

war……

catastrophe……

There are also key figures...

Durand actually doesn't care about these things!

So Durand looked at Thoreau seriously and asked his only concern: "When the battle mages evacuated from this semi-plane, did they leave a plane portal?"

Yes, or not.

This is a simple question, but it takes courage to ask. Because Durand wanted to know the answer, but was also afraid to know the answer.

"Oh, an impatient boy." Thoreau smiled helplessly, "Although I, Thoreau, is not a god, I am a good person in Sendro. Since I suggest leaving a plane portal, there will naturally be a portal."

"So? Where is the door?" Durand didn't care who the other party was. It was related to whether he could go home. He looked around and asked in a pretentious manner, "Where is the door? Where is the door?"

"you--!"

Thoreau was a little annoyed and frustrated. In fact, if it was just to attract Durand to return to Sendro, he had no need to consume his power and leave a projection clone here. The reason for doing this was not to prepare for the future war in advance so that Durand could realize the seriousness of the problem.

There is one thing Thoreau didn't tell Durand, that is, he is very sure: the war in the future will definitely happen.

There are always many different possibilities in the future, ranging from two to three to hundreds of millions. However, after Thoreau accidentally saw the future war, because the scenes he saw were too shocking, Thoreau thought about it, but finally made up his mind and paid a huge price to try to see more.

The result was hopeless, because that battle was not only more terrifying than Thoreau had expected, but also unavoidable.

In other words, the "destiny" about that battle is a single line with no forks, that is, no other possibility.

Thoreau even saw his death in that battle, which confused him because he knew very well that his strength and means were not divine destiny, not that he had not yet reached his realm, but had embarked on a path without the need to merge with divine fire, and had already embarked on top of divine destiny!

Such Thoreau has reached the state of immortality in a sense.

But he was still dead, on the straight line of fate without any forks.

Thoreau was not afraid of death. He just saw further the horror of the future battle through his own death.

This straight line of fate has no fork, so it is inevitable, but no fork does not mean no turning point. The turning point of the Ninety-Nine War lies in the battle between Manus and the Dragon Lord. The turning point of Durand's life lies in the moment when he embarked on the plane nine years ago. The turning point of the future war is not a time point, but a person, that is Durand.

"Okay, since you are in a hurry to go home, I won't talk nonsense to you anymore. Anyway, there are still many opportunities to wait for you to return to Sendro." Thoreau sighed and said, "It's no difference between talking early and talking late. In fact, it doesn't matter whether you say it or not. Who makes the straight line of fate single? Everything I do now may be meaningless at all..."

The more he said, the lighter he felt. Durand didn't hear it clearly, and couldn't help but frown and asked, "What did you say just now?"

"It's nothing, I'm just feeling a little emotional." Thoreau returned to his calmness, and his body began to fade away at a speed visible to the naked eye. "Didn't you ask where the portal is? Hehe, isn't the door always right in front of you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Thoreau's figure had dissipated, but did not disappear completely. Instead, it turned into a large area of ​​bright and soft light, outlined and portrayed in the air, gradually condensed into a huge white light door.

Thoreau's voice was still echoing: "My projection clone is the portal. After crossing this gate, you will return to Sendro. My deity separated part of its soul and created me. Now I have finally completed my mission."

Durand was very excited. The portal was right in front of him, and it was transformed by the prophet Thoreau with a projection clone. It was already a sure thing to return to Sendro.

"Wait a moment!" Durand asked, "What do I need to do after returning to Sendlow?"

"The other end of this portal is anchored in the seven-color city where my deity lives. When you go back, the deity should tell you more. I have said everything I should say, and there is nothing to add." Thoreau said at last, and then there was no more.

Durand let out a heavy breath and said seriously: "Thank you."

Then, his eyes fell on the portal.

The light gate is so close, this is the way home.

The sudden joy of coming made Durand feel incredible. He suddenly closed his eyes and opened it again after a moment. The door was still in front of him. So he knew that he was not dreaming, but the scene he had dreamed of countless times, and finally appeared in front of him.

As Thoreau's projection clone turned into a portal, the queen and Benson regained consciousness one after another. The scene that caught his eye was Durand's back step by step.

“That’s—!!”

The queen and Benson both opened their eyes wide and looked at the scene in shock. At the end of the stairs, in front of the Triple Hall, a huge and magnificent bright light gate stood!

Durand was walking towards the light gate with steady steps.

Benson reacted slightly slower, after all, he had never seen a portal that really crossed the plane, and the queen immediately realized what the door was and what Durand was going to do.

Countless emotions flashed in her eyes instantly, as if she instinctively wanted to catch up, but she was unable to take her own steps.

Da, da, da.

Durand stepped on the steps step by step towards the light gate.

The semi-plane was very quiet, only Durand's footsteps were ringing rhythmically. The door was getting closer and closer, and Durand's heartbeat became more and more intense.

Finally, the footsteps stopped.

Durand stood in front of the portal, his face was bright and bright by the light gate that was so close to him, just like his current mood.

He took a deep breath, took a step, and walked into the door.

Volume four inside and outside the city, the final chapter.

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