I’m Really Not Faye

The other side of the cloud, the arcane organ.

On the waves of the sea of ​​clouds, there is a megalithic building made entirely of abstract megalithic carvings. Each stone pillar has a strange and amazing shape with different edges and corners.

Under the pure darkness of the night sky, this mysterious spectacle exudes a sense of time penetrating through time.

Its base is covered with countless strange stone carvings and statues, completely different from the common configuration in the mind of any mage.

Inside the building, above the throne that rises to the sky, there is an elderly mage sitting on the Mithril Throne.

Suddenly, the throne itself is more like a palm, and the outstretched five fingers are the backrest.

"Salute to you, the oldest and most powerful king of wizards, our king of wisdom in the world, His Royal Highness."

Hastings, the dean of the Central Academy of Magic, bowed silently under the throne.

The eight kings of mages, in fact, there is still a vacancy for a king of prophecy.

But there are only eight schools of spells.

It means that among the existing eight kings, there is also a king among kings who spans multiple lines.

Many wizards once asked their ancestors when His Royal Highness Shire became the King of Wizards.

But their answer is that when they were born, the other party was already the king of wizards. Even when they asked their ancestors, they answered similarly.

His Royal Highness fiddled with the small objects in his hands, ignoring the strangeness below.

Dean Hastings couldn't help but pause, "His Royal Highness, the world below is different!"

Charles continued to turn the Chaos Pendulum, ignoring it.

"Your Highness!"

Suddenly Dean Hastings raised the decibels loudly, and the deafening sound seemed to deafen people's eardrums.

At this moment, Charles on the high platform shook his head helplessly.

"Back then, your teacher, the legendary mage Quinn, couldn't predict the hope of breaking the game. He could only kill Cheng Ren, hoping that there would be variables in a world he had lost."

"Why do you ask me to do something that your teacher can't do as a prophet?" Charles said helplessly.

Dean Hastings bends lower, "We know."

"But since the teacher was willing to leave the identity information of the doomsday lord in his grave back then in the black and white game. I think we have the hope of confrontation, and we must be able to find a possibility beyond the constraints of fate. And here , I just need the help of His Royal Highness and you."

Charles, who has a beard longer than Hastings, is even more helpless, "You guys, always try to force old people like me to expose their shortcomings."

"Hattings, when your kid went to school, I was the king of wizards."

"Think with your pig head!"

"When I was young and energetic, why didn't I want to challenge the doomsday lord and end the doomsday world in his hands?"

Dean Hastings couldn't help being shocked when he heard it, and he bowed slightly and asked, "I'm about to ask for advice."

His Royal Highness, helplessly wiped his beard.

"At the beginning, with the help of a great existence, I traveled through time and space to see that existence at the top of the doomsday."

As he raised the gadget in his hand, "including this chaotic pendulum, it was reproduced from him."

"At the beginning, I also asked that existence how to defeat him." Charles made no secret of this experience.

"What then?" Dean Hastings was also aroused by curiosity.

What happened that made the strongest king among the mages helpless?

"The other party told me two theories at the time."

"One is the butterfly effect. He said that a meteorologist named Lorentz in his hometown had proposed a paper "Deterministic Aperiodic Flow", which described the atmospheric research in the ordinary differential equation system, once a certain These parameters take special values, and the result will be very sensitive to the initial conditions."

"To put it another way, a butterfly flapping its wings in Brazil may cause a tornado in Texas, United States."

"The chaotic pendulum in my hand is such an object that is very sensitive to initial conditions. If you give a slight initial force, its trajectory will be different."

Did Dean Hastings bend down more humbly, "Great Your Highness."

"This is not exactly what we need to work on. As long as the present is different, huge changes will occur in the future if we are not sure."

Charles was helpless, "I haven't finished talking yet."

As he said, he fell into the eyes of recollection, "Then he told me again about a ‘chaos theory’. Even the ‘butterfly effect’ is just a manifestation of the chaos theory, not its key nature."

"Chaos refers to the seemingly random irregular motion that occurs in a deterministic system, but its behavior is uncertain, unrepeatable, and unpredictable. This is the phenomenon of chaos."

"The existence during the period explained to me the mediocre attractor and the strange attractor."

Dean Hastings asked, "What then?"

"Then he showed me how to figure out how these two attractors can become stronger in the new world over and over again."

"He arranged for me to go to the historical line of his growth to obliterate him. As a result, every time I acted, I just made him stronger in the future. Because I provided a variable, he took advantage of this variable."

"Now, do you still want to be this variable?" Charles said helplessly.

"How could there be such a thing?" the dean uttered an incredibly desperate cry.

"He who is a visitor from another world, from beginning to end, there is no beginning and no end. You can't find a fixed time node to block." Shire sighed.

"My unwillingness to give up on the spot has allowed him to upgrade from the Golden Dragon to the Time Dragon. If I continue to fight, I am afraid that I will face the combination of the strongest mage dragon and rainbow dragon, and even the legendary dragon god. Bahamut came back to life.",

At this time, Dean Hastings already understood.

"What do you mean, the doomsday lord of the'sprouting period" we are dealing with now will actually attract the doomsday lord of the'future period' to interfere?"

The King of Wisdom nodded helplessly, "Yes, someone from the future directs the contract to the past self, who can beat it?"

Dean Hastings felt frustrated, "Why do we have to persevere and destroy this world for such existence?"

"I know, but I can't tell you."

"Because the moment I told you."

"This existence is even more incomprehensible."

As he said, he held his forehead, "What I just told you, in the future line of fate, has given him the help of a few more nine-ring female wizards."

"Hattings, I warn you, don't think about it!"

"What, these female wizards have become legendary?"

"I really have to kill you! Hastings, he is already at the level of the Mage King!"

"At that time, if I invite another world god, it won't work anymore, okay!"

"It's over!"

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