High Above

At the entrance to the depths of the Ushtarav Mountains, located halfway up the mountainside around Longbeng Cliff, there is an explorer town called White Pigeon.

This town was originally a hunting village built by dwarf hunters from Yanjiang. Their target was a kind of one-horned sub-dragon monster called 'Red Horned Fierce Scale'. The single horn of this kind of monster has strange spiritual power. It can be crafted into various psychic items, making it expensive.

It's just that this kind of monsters live deep in the mountains. The Ushtalav Mountains have a dangerous and rugged terrain, as well as various poisonous insects and beasts. Unexpected weather changes are common, even for dwarf hunters who are as strong as iron. The only way to hunt for a long time is to build a manor in the mountains, monitor the surrounding situation, and wait until the red-horned beasts appear before dispatching most of them.

However, a long time ago, a big shot of the Yanjiang Dragon Worship Cult made a mistake when he broke through to the fourth energy level and attempted to convert himself into a true dragon bloodline. His breakthrough failed, triggering a wave that shook the entire Ushtalaf Mountains and even A major earthquake in the underground plate caused several peaks to collapse and the mountains to shift. The originally rugged mountain road instantly turned into a smooth ruin.

And maybe the dwarves are really the children of the earth. Their hunting village survived the incredibly violent plate movement, and the cracks in the earth stretched hundreds of meters behind the manor, tearing out a path that looked like a ferocious beast. There are large cracks that intersect like mouths, and the center of this big crack is where the strong man of the Dragon Worship Cult broke through, and the cliff of the crack closest to the entrance is the so-called 'Dragon Collapse Cliff'.

Although the dwarf hunters survived, red-horned beasts are rarely seen in the Ushtalav Mountains where the ecosystem has undergone drastic changes. However, the dwarf hunters who were planning to find another livelihood unexpectedly discovered a white dove on their way back—— A rare, pure white pigeon from the pre-era civilization, without anything special, without any Warcraft bloodline or psychic power.

No one would be able to detect anything from this white dove unless they were experienced hunters who were well aware of all mountain creatures.

The first time he saw the white dove, the oldest dwarf hunter quickly made a judgment that is unimaginable for ordinary people: there is probably a 'maze' beneath the Ushtalaf Mountains! It was originally hidden deep in the earth, and might never see the light of day, but the secret ritual of the Dragon Worship Cult caused the earth to shake, and instead revealed it to the world!

And this white dove flew out of that maze!

The hunters followed the white dove's return journey, and the entrance to the super giant maze [Ninazu's Abyss] deep in the Ushtarav Mountains ushered in the footsteps of future generations for the first time.

To this day, the Ninazu Abyss has not yet been thoroughly explored. It is extremely vast inside, with part of its structure found in nearly half of the underground area of ​​the Ushtalav Mountains, and the deepest point can even exceed 30,000 meters. Over the years, various structures have been discovered. Fang explorers gathered here and discovered seventeen semi-permanent underground ecosystems and two gene banks. This is obviously a very important biological sample preservation site for pre-epochal civilizations.

Likewise, it is also the largest 'biological weapons testing site'.

In the Abyss of Ninazu, there are indeed many ordinary creatures that are weak and powerless like the original white pigeons, but there are also giant earth-type psychic insects like the Crystal Ghost Demon Insect Mother, which are comparable to the fourth energy level. The biological weapon that was a mixture of a crystal dragon and some kind of strange psychic beetle was so powerful that it slaughtered nearly a thousand explorers when it appeared, and used their corpses to create a large number of half-human, half-crystal 'worms'.

But this is what those explorers asked for, because in order to obtain more resources in the ruins labyrinth, the greedy Terrans chose to use the method of destroying the ruins structure to enter those 'sealed' ecological circles.

Sleeping in it, the mother of the Crystal Ghost Demon Insect that should have remained dormant awakened. After eliminating all illegal intruders who destroyed the ruins, they returned to sleep - after experiments, as long as they do not touch the areas warned by the maze , do not violently destroy the maze structure, they will not wake up.

Since then, the adventurers who explored the Ninazu Abyss have become more restrained, adapting short-term plundering to long-term exploration. The hunter's hunting lodge that originally discovered it has also evolved into a repair area like an advance base. It is the last stop for many adventurers to prepare supplies and recuperate before entering the maze.

White Pigeon Town, Chek Kok Tavern.

This tavern is the oldest tavern in Baige Town. Its original owners were the old hunters who stayed at the hunting village and prepared to settle here. The red-horned beast head logo hanging at the door of the tavern is a real red-horned beast. and its horns.

There are many thieves who have evil thoughts about the precious psychic materials, but they will never escape the mountains when hunted by hunters - as evidenced by the pile of skull decorations next to the tavern.

At this time, the weather was wet and cold, and there were very few people walking in the small mountain town.

Even adventurers are reluctant to explore the maze deep in the mountains before heavy snow closes the mountains in early winter.

However, the Chek Kok Tavern was still bustling with people, the firelight flickered in the gaps in the windows, and the bard played the lute.

The sound of the piano is melodious and the singing is far away. An adventure group that has just walked out of the maze, finished exploring and made a lot of money is here to celebrate another success in life. Everyone can go back to their homes and live a good life before the heavy snow closes the mountain. Year.

"It was really thrilling, Old Tietou, wasn't my sword good? I saved the other half of your good head from the Crystal Insect Man!"

"Go to hell, One Eye, I'm in front just to protect you!"

"Drink, drink, don't talk about that! Cheers to the fact that we are all missing arms and legs, and we have successfully completed the mission!"

"Yes, we can at least make tens of thousands of souns (Gantrigam currency, 1.5 times as much as thalers) this time. Everyone can share more than 10,000 souns. It's worth a toast!"

Six adventurers with different shapes, different races, and even different levels of limb completeness were toasting and drinking, sweeping away the dull atmosphere brought about by the approaching depth of winter.

The elven artificer of Canaan Mor, the dwarf archer of Gantriggum, the ironborn puppet master of Yanjiang, the Khajiit psyker of the Celestial Court, the goldborn rogue of the empire, and the seaborn heavy armor of Far Shore Island. ...A team with such a complex composition and quite unconventional professions would definitely be extremely eye-catching in the outside world, but in the field of dungeon exploration, it is not that rare.

After all, most of the people who would travel far away from home to explore dangerous labyrinths have personalities that are completely different from those of their own race. To put it simply, there is something wrong with the brain.

"cheers!"

As they clinked their glasses, the other guests still in the tavern also raised their glasses in salute - this is also considered a tradition. If every team that successfully explores wants to celebrate in the tavern, it must invite all the guests in the tavern. wine, and the guests would toast them.

On the other side of the tavern, the bard with white hair and blue eyes also smiled and sped up the tempo, turning the originally melodious country ditty from the Bosaka region into a fast tempo with a hint of excitement.

"When did that bard over there come?"

After drinking and bragging to each other, the elf mechanic in the team noticed the bard's superb skills and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Although he loved mechanical mechanisms since he was a child and was incompatible with his peers in his family, he still received some artistic influence and knew how to appreciate the quality of playing skills. He noticed that the bard's playing music was not obtrusive and even influenced them. At the same time, they don't have the slightest feeling of "there is music at this time", and the degree of integration becomes more incredible the more they think about it.

"I don't know." But the other companions did not have this kind of artistic ability. Some of them had begun to brag loudly about their adventures, or feast on the food and wine on the table. Only the tiger psyker seemed to notice something: " The poet... seems to be a psychic?"

"But it's not a combat psionic power, it's just a soothing psionic power that can make people feel happy."

"I see."

Hearing this, the elf mechanic understood. It turned out to be psychic power. I thought there would be some kind of master of art in such a rural and mountainous place.

Although it is strange that a psyker would actually become a bard, Terra is full of wonders. Look, didn't the dwarf opposite also become an archer?

The only question is, why would a bard come to White Pigeon Town in winter when there are the least crowds? Although the adventurers here are generous, they are always willing to reward after a successful adventure. For example, he has already planned to reward the opponent with a few souns. Looking at the gray-gold coins in the small box next to the opponent, he has recently I did make a lot of money during this time.

But it’s strange no matter how you think about coming here at this time.

Thinking like this, the elf couldn't help but glance sideways at the white bard.

Although most of his face is covered by a long pointed hat, it can be seen from just half of his profile that the bard's appearance is definitely good, his singing voice is clear and smooth, and his cyan eyes are occasionally revealed from the shadows. It also proves that he is indeed a psychic.

Not only that, on the side of his shoulder, there is an ice-blue native goblin that is flapping its wings slightly, seeming to be intoxicated by the poet's songs - this kind of little goblin that has not completely transformed into a real goblin is basically inert. He is smart, but he is also protected by goblins. It is really rare for little goblins like this to follow humans.

And next to the poet's boots, there is a pure black ink-like kitten... No, it's a puppy?

Blinking his eyes, the elf mechanic suspected that there was something wrong with his eyes. What he just saw was obviously a cat. Why did it suddenly turn into a puppy?

But in the next moment, the puppy turned into a kitten again. In the blink of an eye, the Elf Organizer even saw the kitten suddenly thrust out a dark tentacle, grabbed an iron beetle that was scurrying around, and then Take it back sharply.

The clicking sound of the iron beetle being crushed was heard, and it ate happily.

He opened his eyes wide, but before he was shocked, he discovered that in the shadow behind the bard, there was actually a tall and silent knight guarding him - with that physique, that posture, that momentum, it would have been better if he hadn't noticed it. , once discovered, even with the use of toes, you will know that the other person is not easy to mess with.

The elf mechanic turned around and poured himself a large glass of wine - he planned to pretend he didn't see it.

Although there are many ragged adventurers in White Pigeon Town, those who can move deep in the Ushtalaf Mountains are at least the first level, a psyker bard who seems to have no power. There must be guards.

It is a virtue to be observed by all seekers not to inquire into truths which you are manifestly incapable of pursuing.

Time passed like this, the stove crackled, the tavern was noisy, and the piano played melodiously. As the banquet gradually came to an end, the bard's tune gradually turned to its end, and began to play the most familiar tune to the adventurers of Northern Terra, 'Tai'. My distant view'.

This is a ballad that originally originated in Yanjiang and was later widely spread in northern Terra. There are many variations, which can be said to be different in different places, but what remains unchanged is the praise of a pioneer named Tyr.

In the distant wilderness era, people were trapped around their settlements, surrounded by ferocious beasts, poisonous insects, and harsh weather. They lacked resources, land and water, and all the necessities for continuity and survival. At first, Taiyong, who was just the son of a farmer, The soil was built into a high platform, overlooking the other side of the wilderness - he used his eyes to see through the fog and clouds, and saw the green beyond the gray and black. He led his family through the wilderness, overcoming many dangers and countless dangers, and obtained the ancient treasure. Finally came to a brand new grassland, and used the wealth brought by the treasure to build the southern city Freyden.

In the sweet songs of bards, Tire crossed the wilderness and mountains again and again, becoming a symbol of adventure, exploration, pioneering and courage. It is the prelude to the adventurer's departure and the final chapter of the celebration banquet when he returns.

The Tyrian view in each area will add various adventures and elements because of the local bards - Tyrian in the snowfield area will have to cross the snowy mountains, discover treasures in the ice, and move in the white moss giant beasts. To protect themselves, Tyr in the offshore area had to cross the devouring tidal flats, avoid the crocodile dragons hunting along the river, and finally discover the treasure at the source of the spring... In short, he wanted to discover the treasure.

But this time, what the white-haired bard sang was that Tyr walked through the mountains, and finally penetrated deeper into an unknown cave in the depths of the forest, and finally found a treasure in the underground labyrinth.

When the adventurers from White Pigeon Town heard this, they knew that this was their exclusive ‘Tiel’s Overlook’ in the Ushtalaf Mountains. They all burst into laughter and the atmosphere became even more lively.

"These bards are just talking nonsense. They have never been to the maze, but they sing beautifully."

Seaborn Jiawei laughed. As a rare Seaborn earth sublimator, what he likes most is exploring deep mountain caves. He has always been proud of his experience and achievements, so naturally he looks down on these people who have not really gone deep into danger. , but bards who make money by singing their stories.

Others nodded slightly, and some didn't care - why are you competing with the bard? If you have to say it, have the authors really experienced so many legendary stories on Terra?

This is the truth, so after the sea-born Jiawei complained, he started to drink with the Khajiit psyker next door.

Only the dwarf archer was suddenly stunned.

--wrong.

He is more familiar with the Ushtalaf Mountains than anyone else, and he is also more familiar with the mountains and labyrinths than anyone else. As a native of White Pigeon Town, the dwarf archer who has been exploring the Abyss of Ninazu since he was a child can be sure that the bard The details of the exploration of chanting are not unfounded, they are groundless!

He definitely knows more than everyone thinks!

"Danjilin District, the nameless hollow, I remember, it is obviously a hidden entrance and exit of the maze reserved privately by the clan, but the area that can be entered by that entrance and exit is not of high value. According to what the bard said, it can be found in the place where the root system spreads 'Behind it, there is a wall that is only partially hidden, held in place by the roots of the giant tree."

"But during the harshest winter, the roots of the giant trees shrink, and the secret door in the wall can be opened - and that road leads directly to the 'treasure' around the core of the maze!"

For a moment, the dwarf archer's heart skipped a beat. It was impossible for outsiders to know the many hidden entrances and exits blocked by their clan. Not to mention the details of the maze exploration that seemed to outsiders to be just a random fabrication. How did the other party know the hidden entrances and exits? It's worth him to explore!

So, at the banquet, he secretly made a secret gesture to his companions, and the other drinking companions were slightly stunned. Although they frowned, they all responded one by one.

The banquet ended and the six people left. After a while, the shift in the tavern changed. The white-haired bard also put away his piano, took his pitch-black kitten and ice fairy, and left with a tall knight. Tavern.

They did not return to the hotel, but were preparing to go to the free camp outside the town, where most of the cash-strapped adventurers gathered. The only problem was that it would be buried in heavy snow in the winter, which is why in winter, it was so difficult to come here. The reason why the number of adventurers coming to White Pigeon Town has plummeted.

In the woodlands on both sides of the free camp, five and a half pairs of eyes (the puppeteer is one-eyed) stared closely at the bard and the knight.

——An old man, a poet, an elf who has not yet completed his awakening, and a World of Warcraft pet.

——Just be careful not to offend the goblins. Let others know that we killed a goblin who is about to gain intelligence. We will be taken to Falling Star City for fertilization.

——That old man looks like he’s not easy to mess with.

——No matter how easy it is to mess with, how can it be worse than the crystal bug people? Those monsters were close to the third level, and we still killed a dozen of them!

With this in mind, they got on board.

Then they were defeated by the old knight.

To be precise, being killed is a bit exaggerated, because the old knight actually used two swords against the six of them. One of the swords knocked out all the six people and all the puppets, leaving only the tiger man psyker. The psychic back spirit looked around with a horrified look on his face, and let the knight use his second sword, knocking the back spirit unconscious.

"This is enough?"

After the old knight knocked the group of people unconscious, he turned to the poet and said: "Although they did come to attack you as planned...but are you sure the other party will accept your conditions?"

"Of course, teacher, I'm sure."

And the poet said lazily - He actually deliberately lured this elite team of adventurers to attack him from beginning to end? But how is this possible? How can he know that half-truths and half-false information can trigger this group of adventurers to take action? How can he know the hidden entrance to the maze in an inaccessible place deep in the Ushtalav Mountains?

The answer is, he is Ian!

Not long after, the six tied-up adventurers woke up deep in the Ushtalaf Mountains, in a cave that no one or detection equipment could find.

"Gu, I admit defeat. I will admit it even if you want to kill or chop him into pieces!"

The dwarf archer who was the first to wake up and the mastermind of the raid shouted in a single voice: "But the main responsibility lies with me. These companions of mine were just bewitched by me. If you can, please spare their lives!"

The bard, who was sitting on a stone and leaning against the wall, stared at him with a smile and did not reply.

It wasn't until some time passed and everyone woke up that he slowly spoke: "You are all here for the treasures in the ruins, whether you are attacking me or exploring before."

"So now, I want to ask, what do you want to do if you want the treasure?"

Although Ian did not say any threats, the adventurer team heard a hint of seriousness in his tone - if they did not answer this question well, their results would not be particularly good-looking.

After all, they were caught, and their life and death were in the hands of others, so it wasn't a shame to tell the truth.

"The engineering organization is very expensive." The elf said, and the Iron People puppet master also nodded in agreement: "It is difficult to get better at constructing puppets. You have to be rich - and I also have to use my craftsmanship. Just pass it on."

"I want to get more wives to spread the branches and leaves of my family." This is a tiger psyker with very simple thoughts and the Cangtian Royal Court, while Haiyi Heavy Armor is more focused on himself: "Although it is unlikely, but You have to prepare for the third level, right?”

"My family is in debt." The rogue of the Golden People had the simplest reason, but in the end only the original planner, the dwarf, was left.

The dwarf opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he remained silent.

Ian raised his eyebrows, and behind him, the old knight also drew his dazzling silver sword.

"No, brother, tell me quickly!" Now the other five people were anxious and urged each other, but the dwarf hesitated for a long time with a grimace, and then told the truth: "I... don't have any reason."

"I just think that there are long-lost treasures in the maze that have not been seen for a long time, and I feel that I can't accept it. I must unearth them all... It's that simple."

This reason was indeed a bit too simple, so that the other five people were stunned for a moment, but Ian nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, that's it, just tell the truth."

He has known this for a long time. Dwarves are technologists. They will search for secret treasures and want to unearth ancient technical equipment that has been lost to dust. Elder Puder's father is such a dwarf, which is why most dwarves are One of the standard features of all major adventure groups, not only because they are good at dealing with the underground labyrinth environment, but also because their pure desire makes them rarely betray the team for money.

"As you can see."

After everyone stated their reasons for exploring the adventure, the poet Ian also said calmly: "I have no strength to tie a chicken, and my physical condition makes it difficult to enter the maze to explore, so I have a commission to entrust you."

"Just like the distant view of Tyr that I sang, this commission can only be carried out in winter. During this period of time, you are the only adventure group that has the strength to complete it. I hope you can accept this commission."

"As long as you can bring back the 'treasure' I request and hand it over to me, then I will definitely give you a reward that is rich enough to ensure that each of you fulfills your wish."

The adventure group knew that they obviously had no right to refuse, although they also thought, 'Then how can you guarantee that we will complete the mission instead of just running away secretly or destroying it? 'Such a thought, but in the next moment, Ian's stretched out hand made them all wail.

Ian's hands are white and slender, and they are no match for the most exquisite white jade sculptures. However, from the palm of such a hand, silver-white tentacles slowly emerge, which are cold, moist, and metallic. Cold light and an extremely dangerous smell.

At some point, the strange black creature that was constantly transforming, whether it was a kitten or a puppy, also came into the poet's arms. Its eyes were a strange red seven-pointed star, and there was a faint shadow in the flowing dark body. Countless weird tentacles, sharp teeth and grotesque entanglements of jointed limbs can be seen.

The silver-white tentacles climbed to the back of everyone's head in the adventure group, injecting something into it. The bard's green eyes flickered. At this moment, everyone in the adventure group felt a gaze inexplicably. They knew instinctively that they His thoughts, vision, and even life are now in the hands of the weak bard in front of him.

The Tiger psyker roared subconsciously. As a psyker, he could not accept the feeling that his soul was being manipulated. He instinctively wanted to resist, but the old knight standing behind Ian waved his scabbard. Then he knocked him out again - to be honest, it was very rare in the entire continent of Terra to survive three sword strikes with the old knight.

"Don't be too anxious."

After doing all this, Ian took back his hand, exhaled a little tiredly, and then said leisurely: "I'm giving you not only supervision, but also benefits... Let's feel it, are you already thinking in common?"

"In addition, you will also have certain psychic vision, thinking ability and calculation ability, and your memory will also be greatly improved - this is the most authentic prototype of brain possession. Even pre-epoch civilizations can have this There aren’t many people with brains at the level.”

"this……"

To be honest, although it was hard to accept being forced to receive enhancements, the elf mechanic quickly realized that although his brain seemed to be connected to something strange, as Ian said, his thinking ability He has been greatly improved. In just a few seconds, some engineering problems that had been bothering him in the past were quickly solved. This feeling of completely upgrading his brain made him subconsciously say the honorific: "Sir, sir... Since You have such means, but why did you choose us..."

"Because I have no power."

Ian said lazily: "And you are not ordinary. I am very optimistic about your 'future'... Believe in yourself. Among the six of you, at least four are destined to leave a mark in history. I want to join your team." It’s really not easy to be a human being.”

After hearing Ian say the words 'no power' again, the old man's body behind him, which was originally like an iron tower, swayed slightly, and the most astute Golden People wanderer noticed a trace of undetectable guilt.

After being untied, the adventure group left.

They will comply with Ian's request and go straight to the core of Ninazu's Abyss from another entrance to the maze in winter, gaining control of the core of fifty-five different ecological circles, even the mutated Crystal Demonic Insects. Mother will also obey the orders of the core authority.

Of course, Ian also knows that in this Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, there will be two fourth-level troops in the future, an alchemist master, and a royal general. The team will never obey his orders obediently, but intends to use the help of Labyrinth's technology relieved him of his control over them...but they never imagined that what he held in his hands was 'Star God level' authority.

Alas, I had to put a lot of effort into clearing the level by myself, pretending to be a ghost, and pretending to be a boss to scare people. I didn't expect that it would be so easy to access the plot now with the permissions I gained after clearing the level.

In short, the authority of the core labyrinth deep in the Ushtarav Mountains will be successfully acquired this time. And deep underground in the labyrinth, hidden behind everything, is the real cause of the Dragon Collapse earthquake that year, the 'Beast of a Thousand Planets' A bump will also be appeased by itself, allowing the peace on the mainland to last for a few more years.

The bard left this place.

The Bard's Journey is across Terra.

Under the cloudless sky of Zhuxing Plain, the poet rode a half-dragon war horse and galloped through the rolling green grassland.

In the deep and dark forests of Yanjiang, the poet hid in the fluffy wings of the chocobo to avoid the cursed spirits.

In the crimson sea of ​​bloody whale songs, the poet played songs and rode a shark through the ancient battlefield of sea monsters.

Under the illumination of the lonely silver moon, the poet rode a griffon and flew around the city of knowledge with a thousand towers, feeling the whistling of the wind and sky.

He always makes moves, always gives, always gives hints and guidance. He guides the growth of heroes who have died young, he gives tips on the road to death, and he gives weapons or warnings to those who have not broken the situation before.

The poet has no power. The unawakened ice fairy will only wake him up from the cold in the middle of the night. The star-seeking kitten Catworm brought out from the South China Sea Labyrinth can only be responsible for dealing with unfinished meals. Only the teacher is the real one. With his help, the poet helped the poet solve those hard power problems that he could not solve.

The poet will not stay somewhere, he will leave after completing his goals, but these goals have no specific purpose. Many times, he just wants to look around - the journey itself seems to be Ian's purpose, and he enjoys this Once you arrive at a certain place, you can enjoy its food, understand its customs, and listen to its legends.

Going around in circles for seven or eight years, the poet and the knight walked through the wilderness, through the forest, stepped on the volcano, and walked on the frost.

In the end, they arrived at the starting point.

South China Sea, the shore of Harrison Port.

It was autumn and a heavy rain was falling.

Endless lines of rain fell from the sky, straight into the blue sea. Under the black and gray clouds, countless raindrops hit the water surface, splashing like petals and crown water.

Until this moment, the old man could not restrain his doubts.

"Ian."

He opened his mouth and revealed what he was really thinking: "Now that things have happened, I have even lost my joy."

"Over the years, I have completely understood your methods. It is a wisdom that I...even Inaga cannot match."

"Ian...why? Why did you pay such a high price to save me?"

"Obviously, you can achieve greater achievements without me!"

"It's me who's dragging you down!"

The old knight bent down slightly and put his hand on his heart in pain.

There, there is a young heart beating, carrying the power of the dragon's heart core, allowing the old man who should have died long ago to still be alive.

More than ten years ago, at the end of the Great Maze incident in the South China Sea, when the old knight was about to die (a continuation of the original world line), Ian used incredible means to create a new world using the insect swarm and the facilities in the South China Sea base as raw materials. An operation that is almost impossible to succeed.

He completely replaced the internal organs in his teacher's body that had been corroded by the Ice Hell Tribulation Ashes. He also used the authority he obtained from unknown sources to order the Ice Hell Tribulation Ashes to stop functioning. He then replaced the teacher's core with his own heart, part of his internal organs, and part of his cloned flesh. Let the old knight who was only half a step away from entering the underworld return to the world.

But as a price, Ian's body was greatly damaged. He used the flesh and blood of the insect swarm to fill his missing parts, and lost his qualifications as a human.

It can even be said that the original Ian has long been an empty shell. In fact, he has completely turned into a humanoid swarm.

Although he could continue to advance as an 'Insect Swarm Master', he was unwilling to do so.

"Even if you sweep Terra with swarms of insects, I believe you can save the world."

As he said this, the old knight's tone was filled with undisguised trust.

This is a matter of course. He saw with his own eyes that his students could control the situation between the major countries by just using their wisdom and investment. Who would have thought that those who affected the beginning and end of the Terran World War Behind various policies and heroes, most of them are caused by a bard who can't even catch a cat?

"You finally asked, teacher."

In the heavy rain, the white-haired poet stood calmly by the sea. He stared at the endless blue sea and said calmly: "Saving the world is a very common and natural thing for me. To be able to do that kind of thing is just a matter of raising your hand."

"But even now, I am longing for one thing... and that is a better possibility."

"There is a possibility that you, teacher, can also live."

Turning his head, Ian and Hilliard looked at each other. He smiled and said: "Teacher, although you are not curious about all this, you can still see that I am abnormal - I obviously know too much, and even not at all. It’s not something that a prophet can explain.”

Hilliard did not speak, he just looked at Ian with doubts in his eyes, but also with a kind of calmness.

He did have doubts, but he was not willing to think about these boring questions. He believed that everything Ian did had a reason, and the other party would definitely explain it to him.

And Ian did give an explanation.

"this world."

The poet said: "It only exists so that Hilliard can live."

"Teacher, I have already arrived at a better future, and the only thing left of that future is you."

"Then you have succeeded a long time ago?" Hilliard asked doubtfully: "More than ten years ago, you rescued me from the impossible. It is a real miracle that I am still alive today."

"No...Teacher, you have to live. Live and have 'better possibilities' in your heart."

The bard smiled: "Only if you are curious about all the unknowns, can I invite you...invite you to the 'Pioneer Space'."

"Only in this way can I use you as the starting point to look back on everything and resurrect those 'dead you' in all time and space."

"After all, even I can't save everyone from the beginning...Teacher, I need your help now."

"Ha ha."

Hearing this, Hilliard burst into laughter: "That's it? Ian...what's so difficult about this?"

"Pioneer space, right? Although I don't know where it is, if this can help you, then I will agree."

…

The tavern at the end of the universe.

[So, do you want to resurrect a semi-immortal person? Is this not difficult for you now? 】

【What? Have you been resurrected long ago? Then why ask this question! 】

[Hmm, you mean, you want to resurrect all the dead creatures under that name in infinite parallel time and space? Infinite parallel universes? No, generally speaking, isn't it enough to resurrect just one? 】

[All Ians are Ians, and all teachers are teachers...I probably understand a little bit what you mean. You are taking this path. Acknowledge everything, acknowledge everything, and embrace all things in chaos, even if they are chaotic. The worst possibility in infinite parallel time and space must be saved, and even the best possibility in infinite parallel time and space must be better...]

[You think you can do it, ‘guidance’ is such an eternal upward, never-ending force]

【……】

[To be honest, there are very few Hedao in this multi-seal world who are as crazy as you. You are really a exploring lunatic. But since you promised us losers to convey the message, we are also willing to think of a way for you]

[Infinite parallel time and space, resurrect infinite people, and even completely reverse the past and future of the infinite parallel universe from the multiverse, use your power to reshape all time and space, and forcibly achieve the perfect ending in your heart. This requires transcending unity. The mighty power of Tao is called 'flood'...]

[Furthermore, I’m afraid you still need some ‘great inheritance’... The power called ‘Time Angle’ may be what you need]

[Of course, besides this, there are also some simpler methods]

[That is to go to the place of reincarnation, the real 'reincarnation', where all true spirits are - but now, the great seal still exists, and if it does not become a torrent, it is basically impossible to get there]

[Haha, we didn’t lie to you, it’s just that your goal is too big, that’s why it’s so difficult. Either become a torrent, or obtain a great inheritance, or simply unlock the great seal... Anyway, the former is the easiest, you can figure it out yourself]

[It is true that the seal will be broken at some point, but to be honest, even with the years we have been together, it is difficult to see that day coming. Who said we are all losers? Maybe you can wait]

[You have been waiting for a long time, so you probably don’t mind waiting a little longer]

…

After leaving the tavern at the end of the universe, the white-haired figure thought for a long time, and then came up with his answer: "Sure enough, although I don't admit that the long way is correct, I really can't wait that long."

"The monster fragments hidden in the dark have begun to move, and it is time for the great existence to wake up."

"However, with my current ability, it will take some time to achieve the torrent... How about trying to awaken the great existence, or break the great seal? Anyway, if I don't do it, those monster fragments will do it, so why don't I do it."

After thinking for a long time, the white-haired young man smiled: "Just... let's try it together."

“All the plans come together and that’s what makes it fun.”

so……

Wake up.

Wake up.

The age of miracles has begun.