In the ancient palace, countless sealing magics were layered on top of each other, turning into unbreakable barriers. The Cam family's protective circle in the southern countries that lives by sealing demons, the Andrel barrier theory based on the principle of irreversibility, the unified empire defense barrier that once ruled the world's civilization, and the modern palace magic The highest masterpiece of isolation, the sacred protective barrier inherited from the mythical age... Trapped in the barrier, Fulian continued to analyze the principles of the barrier, but every time she unlocked a layer, new and different types of magical barriers would be added. This is a tug-of-war between talent and accumulation. Frilian, who has a unique talent for analytical reasoning magic, is fighting in a unique form against Celie, who has collected almost all magic since the age of mythology. "Fifty years, Celie, how long will you keep me trapped?" The elf who failed to escape again finally showed a hint of irritation, and Fulian was a little angry and asked. She had never dealt with this master, but she didn't expect that she would be trapped in the barrier for half a century as soon as she arrived. Celia sat on the throne with her head propped up, her face expressionless, "It's almost over, so just endure it for a while longer." "So why are you trapping me?"
Celia didn't speak, but her face became a little ugly unconsciously. Her attitude surprised Fulilian secretly. No one understood the power of this master better than her. With less than one-tenth of the magic power after being restrained, it is already comparable to Fulian's full burst. She has mastered almost all magic in the world, has unparalleled theoretical knowledge and magic manipulation skills, and is the closest to the omniscient and omnipotent goddess in the world. Elf... There is only one person who can make her afraid. "If you want to understand, just stay here." Seeing the change in Frilian's expression, Celie curled her lips and turned her head to the side. "I still don't understand." Frilian didn't know where she had offended the goddess. Although she didn't believe in the goddess, as a member of the brave team that defeated the Demon King, theoretically she had merit. "You helped someone you shouldn't have helped. It doesn't matter until he comes to the end, but when he comes to deal with it, the consequences will be very serious." Fulilian suddenly thought through several doubts in her mind, "I noticed that Youdao has been looking at Luke before, and I have been investigating for a long time. When I wanted to tell him, I was always interrupted by various accidents..." Her lips and teeth trembled, and it took a while before she asked: "How can a goddess pay attention to an elf?" The existence of the goddess can only be verified by the Holy Scriptures and the blessings from the monks. She has never interfered in the world, at least in the era that Fulian experienced. "I don't know this either. I'm not Shorahat or the Brave of the South. I can't understand everything like them." Sailie lowered her eyes. "I'm just speculating, speculating that something bad is going to happen, and it's very, very close." "Even if this is the case, the goddess will not do anything to hurt others, she is a goddess." Fulilian couldn't imagine that the goddess holding a white dove and a compassionate expression on the mural in the Holy City would do something to hurt others. Even if she wanted to hurt someone, it should be the demon who was causing trouble. What did Luke do wrong? "The world was in chaos at first, until the goddess awakened from her long sleep." Seriai read out the first sentence of the Creation Chapter of the Holy Code with a solemn expression, "Why do you think it says that the goddess awakened from her long sleep, instead of being born from chaos." Fulilian frowned and shook her head. She was not a monk and would not delve into this point carefully.
"This means that he was once awake, and his birthplace was not the current world. Do you want to guess what happened in the previous world?" Celie sighed, naturally the goddess would not do anything bad, because being her enemy is the greatest evil. Selie herself is a wanton person who behaves in a reckless manner, and those in a higher position will only go too far many times more than she does. If we say why the goddess does not interfere in the world, it can only mean that she does not care about anything in the world, just like she will not show the slightest interest in ordinary people who do not understand magic. Luke is an exception. But things don't seem to be that simple. If he really wanted to destroy someone, Luke wouldn't be alive until now. Or maybe there are other secrets in Luke? Celie clicked her tongue and gave up her unclear guess. "Let me out." "You can't do much to help." Even if Luke really has some secrets and can really confront the goddess, Fulilian can't get involved. Fulilian's expression changed and she was a little discouraged, "I know I can't be of much help, but I still have an unfulfilled promise." She promised to watch another half-century meteor shower with her companions in the Brave Team, and after being trapped here for fifty years, she gradually figured out in her spare time why her companions had a bitter smile on their faces when she mentioned this promise. Only then did she gain a little understanding of human lifespan. Thinking about it carefully, everyone in the Campbell Mansion used to be like this, disappearing as soon as she turned her head. Human life is too short. If they don't fulfill their promise this time, they won't have the chance to see it again. At least Simmel and Haita will never survive the second half-century meteor shower. Celie was silent for a moment, then reluctantly backed down, "Then go ahead and use other methods." … Central kingdoms, royal cities. Fulilian looked around at the changed streets, feeling a bit confused about where to look for someone. "Flillian." When she heard someone calling her, she looked back and saw the old Simmel. He is no longer the young and strong warrior he once was. His blue hair has fallen out, and he has grown a gray beard. His body is so stooped that he is half shorter and still uses a cane. Only his eyes, which are as blue as the sky, remain the same. Fulilian said in a surprised tone: "It's become an antique." The old man Simmel said calmly: "This is too much." His eyes looked at Fulilian, who still looked the same, "Have you encountered any danger?" Although he was aging, Simmel's eyesight was still there, and he could see that the Fulian in front of him was not the real person, but a phantom. "Because I can't do it in person for some things, phantom magic is the limit of what I can achieve."
Fulilian moved her body a few times towards him, "There is no problem at the moment, let's leave it like this." "Well, so be it." After a brief rest, the two arrived at the city gate. Haita, who had also become aging, and Aize, who seemed not to have changed much on the surface, were already waiting for them. "You have become more majestic, Haita." "After all, I am the bishop of the Holy City now." Haita touched Fulilian's head and said, "You haven't changed at all." Fulilian looked at Aize with a smile, "Aize hasn't changed much either. He is indeed a dwarf." Aize raised his head and touched his long beard, "In your opinion, I haven't changed." "So, where can I see it more clearly?" Fulilian pointed in the distance, "Barum, the venue where a friend of mine once held a wedding. That area is a good place to watch shooting stars for half a century." Although it can only be visited once in half a century, so it remains in a state of neglect all year round. When it comes to the half-century meteor shower and Barum, Simmel naturally thought of Luke. After returning from the Demon King's City, he settled in the Royal City. Naturally, he also went to the Campbell family to find Luke, but the head of the family said that he never came back after leaving a few years ago. I'm a little worried... Xinmel looked at his old body and smiled bitterly. It seems that there is no point worrying, as his body is no longer able to carry out any decent battle. When everyone arrived, they set out on the road and walked slowly along the road signs like the brave team did back then. Fulilian and Aize dealt with the monsters on the road and relived the past along the way. The nostalgia in everyone's heart is brought out. As they get older, those green memories are like a jar of brewed wine, becoming more and more mellow and charming as time goes by. "arrive." Fulilian stopped by a water pool. She felt the familiar magical atmosphere. She waved the staff in her hand subconsciously, and the shielding magic was broken. A beautiful sea of flowers appeared in the open space not far away, and large tracts of stars gradually bloomed. Luke, whom he had not seen for a long time, was in the center of the sea of flowers. He opened his eyes, and his eyes met the somewhat stunned expression of the brave team. Simmel walked forward quickly and said, "Mr. Lu Ke, long time no see. Have you been staying here all these years?" Luke nodded slightly, his eyes stayed on Aize and Haita for a moment, then fell on Xinmel and Fulilian, showing a rare smile. "I never thought I'd see you again in the end." Fulilian hesitated for a moment, as if she had made up her mind, and took a deep breath, "Luke, I have something to say to you. Before you..." "Needless to say, I knew everything immediately." Luke shook his head and interrupted Fulillian. She had already helped him a lot, and even Celia wouldn't be able to save her if she continued to help him.
Sensing that something was unusual, Simmel let out a relaxed laugh and changed the subject, "Don't let this rare beauty pass you by. Mr. Luke, would you like to sit down and watch the half-century meteor shower with us?" Luke nodded slightly, "Okay." … The meteor shower arrived as expected, and the brilliant star shower cut through the night. Luke looked at the familiar scenery and spoke softly to Simmel: "Would I disturb your team's reminiscing?" "How could it be? Haita and I have always respected you. Even though Aize doesn't know much about you, he does the same. He respects wise men very much." "I don't think my behavior is that of a wise man." Luke nodded his head. If he was willing to listen to others' advice, he might live a better life. In other words, is this time called the Folly of the Wise? He glanced at Simmel, who was already very old. "So in the end you still didn't confess to Fulilian?" Simmel smiled and said, "If you can't stay with her for a long time, just don't start." “It’s easy to be at a disadvantage if you care too much about other people’s feelings.” Luke lowered his head and looked at the sea of flowers and tombstones not far away, "If you had half the skills my wife had when she was young, Fulilian would have been deceived by you long ago." Simmel showed a helpless expression: "I'm not very good at lying." Luke curled his lips, "After all, you are the brave Simmel." Fulian walked over and seemed to be still sulking, "What are you whispering about?" "Simmel is telling me about how you were eaten by a Mimic during your trip." Fulilian was speechless for a moment. Luke smiled and shook his head, "It's obviously 99% likely to be a Mimic, but you still want to bet on the 1%. It's really hard to judge." He stood up and watched the last meteor disappear into the sky, "Then I'll take my leave first." "So fast!" Fulilian was shocked. "The characteristic of meteors is that they are fleeting, and if you stay here, I'm worried that you won't be able to keep your mouth shut." Luke's eyes softened a little when facing Fulian, and he used the honorific title for her for the first time. "From the time I first accepted Amir's invitation to teach me magic to now, it has been more than two hundred years. Thank you for your continued help, Teacher Fulilian." Fulilian felt her chest was so tight that she couldn't speak, so she could only let Luke disappear from her sight. "Is Mr. Luke going to do something dangerous?" "Probably so."
Fulilian felt tears falling uncontrollably, sobbing while shedding tears. "Simmel, am I so useless? I can't even protect my own disciples." "I think it's better for you to believe Mr. Lu Ke. Crying like this will cause bad things." Simmel's voice had the power to soothe people's hearts. Fulilian wiped the tears from her face, "Why?" Xinmeier looked at Haita and Aize who ran over in a hurry when they found Fulilian crying, and smiled lightly. "Because it will be embarrassing when we meet again." … "Use the current point in time as the axis to spread out the possibilities and obtain all the information." Luke walked step by step towards the mountains on the outskirts of Barum, muttering to himself, "Although it is said to be a view of the past, it is still inseparable from the essence. It is just a more comprehensive way of looking at the future." After completing the work, he discovered that Shorahat's omniscience could not truly detect the past and future. However, after learning this magic, he could record the current time and then detect this time point in the future. In other words, he can query the past, but the prerequisite is that he needs to have learned this magic during the time period of the query. There is no axis of recording time left at the time point before this, and the query naturally cannot be done. "Shurahat, are you there?" The shadow began to squirm, and the big demon in a cloak slowly appeared and knelt down on one knee in front of Luke. "I've always been there." "Now should be the time for you to say that." Luke's eyes narrowed. "Yes." Shorahat stood up and said, "Future vision will allow you to observe the world from a god's perspective. Each time you use it, your emotions will become indifferent, so it is allowed to be given to you, but past vision cannot." "If I break the rules once, I will die, so use it in key places." “Like, transitioning the axis I recorded to you.” Luke glanced at him, "Why would you rather die than do such a thing?" "This is the agreement between me and the Demon King." A slight fluctuation appeared on Shorahat's expressionless face. "Except for the Demon King, demons do not have human emotions, but I have observed countless possibilities and there may be some unknown anomalies." "The Demon King's wish is for humans and demons to coexist peacefully. This goes against the goddess's setting. No matter what he does, he will fail. He wants to resist, but he is powerless." Shorahat put his palm on Luke's chest, and the timeline recorded since he learned magic transitioned to Luke. "Humans cannot fight against gods, and the same goes for demons." Along with his movements, cracks appeared on the body of the big demon, and finally shattered like fragile porcelain, turning into the most primitive magic power and dissipating in the air. Only the last deafening words were left! "The only one who can defeat God is another God!"