MTL - He Became a Salted Fish After Inheriting Millions of Secret Arts-Chapter 74 Finale (Part 1)

Duan Feizhuo looked helplessly at the goddess of the crossroads. "Well, it really doesn't sound like a serious injury." He said bitterly, "It's just a fatal injury."

Hecate laughed loudly: "It's really not a serious injury to you. Anyway, your body has the ability to heal itself, as long as you don't die, there will always be a way."

"Then why did I come here?" Duan Feizhuo looked around, "Did you summon me here?"

"No, you came by yourself. When you were in danger, you instinctively hid in a place you thought was safe."

"This instinct is really useful, I don't even know it." Duan Feizhuo said sincerely, "Can I go back now?"

Hecate looked at him with strange eyes: "Do you think you can deal with Leviathan?"

What a great question. Duan Feizhuo thought to himself. The answer, of course, is no. Unless he could make himself the size of a building, how could he possibly defeat a monster with the size of a steamship?

"Then what should I do? I just watched that monster take my companion and put it between my teeth?" Duan Feizhuo put his hips on his hips, "By the way, Z can communicate with it. Can you send Z over?"

"Leviathan was summoned by the Lord of Light. Since its master is here, it probably won't listen to anyone's orders."

"...The Maharaja of Omens?"

Hecate raised his slender hand, and the changing and flickering starry sky around him condensed into a picture.

Leviathan swung his sharp claws and broke a thick tree with a single blow. The night guards fought and retreated. Z, Yeats, Xenophon, and Mr. N also joined the battle, and their safety indicates that Mrs. Boyle and Carter have lost, at least it is good news.

However, their offensive was insignificant to the giant beast. Whether it was the Gatling bullet poured out by Miss Acheson, or the ice storm summoned by Yeats, none of them could penetrate Leviathan's thick scales.

What's worse is that the undead army buried by Duan Feizhuo has come back from the dead (this statement is a bit strange, but it is true). The mechanical soldiers dug through the mound, dragged their bodies and crawled out, and surrounded the mine like undead zombies.

On the other side of the mine, the queen has quietly left under the protection of the royal guards. Lord Perilla's mother and son guided her to approach the oak forest from another direction, probably to seek shelter from the undead. The members of the Science Progress Committee frantically started Brownian motion in the mine like headless chickens. They blamed each other, unaware of the approaching danger.

Hecate looked at the chaotic scene, with a cold smile on his lips: "They don't even know that the disaster is coming. Mortals want to dominate God beyond their control. Not only will they have to pay the price, even the whole world will be dragged into the mud among."

"What do you mean?" Duan Feizhuo felt uneasy.

"It is possible for a person to become an undead after death. What do you think will happen if the forerunner dies?"

Duan Feizhuo thought for a while: "Become a super invincible undead?"

The goddess of the crossroads was amused: "Almost. As long as the forerunner is willing, his will can be immortal. After all, you can also understand the will as a kind of energy. And energy will not disappear out of thin air. The Lord of Light Wills have always been stored in ether crystals in a scattered form—a bit like a mystic storing energy in accumulators. Those wills are so weak that they are almost like a wisp of thought in the wind. Most of them are dissipated in the air Among them, there is not enough to worry about."

She waved her hand to focus the frame on a few panicked committee members.

"But these arrogant mortals actually think they can control the gods. They injected the will of the maharaja into the artificial body. This is good, they are equivalent to gathering the scattered will of the maharaja together, so that those connected&amp ;#039;Thinking' Thoughts that can't be done, become a whole again. The robe summoned its former pet. It's ridiculous, if these mortals don't covet Leviathan's body to fold ether crystals, they won't be To awaken it, which is still imprisoned in the North Pole. They have awakened a powerful enemy for themselves. That gradually coalescing whole is still calling the rest of him-soon, the Lord of Light will Resurrected."

Duan Feizhuo was dumbfounded. It took him a while before he managed to make a sound: "The Lord of Light—the Second Forerunner—will be resurrected?"

"It's not appropriate to use 'resurrection', after all, he has never been 'dead'." Hecate tilted his head and thought, "Perhaps we should say It must be 'return'."

"Then will it have a second attack like last time, trying to destroy the old world and create a new one?"

Hecate shrugged: "I'm afraid I will only think about it more than before. Do you think the world is better now than before?"

"I'm not sure, after all, I haven't seen the world before." Duan Feizhuo said bitterly.

"Well, that's a good answer. But this answer can't convince the Lord of Light."

Duan Feizhuo turned his head and stared at the goddess of the crossroads: "Wait, didn't the pioneers unite to defeat the Lord of Light last time? You are also a pioneer, can't you fight against the Lord of Light? The destruction of the world is coming to you It’s not good to say, is it?”

Jingji Kashi said indifferently: "It's not that I don't want to, but I can't. Last time, the first testers teamed up to deal with the **** one, and even got the two of them to be defeated. What can I do alone.? Even if I joined , it is just to delay the destruction of the world a little bit

"What about the other forerunners? I remember that there is another one alive, Hermes, the first forerunner?"

"He remained neutral in the last war, don't count on Robe this time."

"That's what's left... what's left..."

A total of eight pioneers, four "died", two continued to "climb", and two remained. All that's left is...

Duan Feizhuo looked at Hecate. The Goddess at the Crossroads also looked at him.

"The fourth forerunner'Blood Moon'..." Duan Feizhuo murmured.

For the first time, Hecate smiled from the heart in front of him.

"You finally noticed it. Very good." She nodded, with a childish expression on her face, "The fourth forerunner was eaten by his followers, and after his power was taken away by the followers, it has been passed down from generation to generation through blood. The power that was originally scattered everywhere, but because of some kind of chance, it gathered together—”

She stopped and motioned for Duan Feizhuo to continue.

"Scarlet Feast." Duan Feizhuo said in a deep voice, "They searched for the person who inherited the power of the fourth forerunner, devoured them, and seized their power. Then Duncan McLean killed and devoured the members of the Scarlet Feast, and then... "

Duncan forced him to eat his own and Jack the Ripper's flesh. The power they got was concentrated on Duan Feizhuo. In other words, among the twelve members of the Scarlet Feast, the strength of eleven of them has been inherited by Duan Feizhuo. Only Mrs. Boyle remained. But she gave up her body and took Madeleine's body...

"It's a pity to lack a person's ability," Hecate said, "but you have inherited most of the power. Among the descendants of all the apostles of the fourth forerunner, you are the one with the most power. Inheriting so much power, you will be driven crazy. So last time you came here, I sealed part of your power for you. This will make your abilities weaker, but the benefits are obvious."

"It turns out that I didn't go crazy like Jack the Ripper because of this..." Duan Feizhuo said to himself, "Then the reason why my ability is not as strong as Jack's is also because of this?"

Hecate raised the corners of her lips and nodded.

"Scarlet Summer's plan is not wrong in principle. As long as the power of all the descendants of the apostles is captured, the power of the complete fourth forerunner can be aggregated, just like the will of all the maharajas of light. It will be resurrected' the same. It's just that it is very difficult to actually operate. It is already very rare to be able to recover most of the power. Now you are basically a disabled fourth forerunner."

Duan Feizhuo stared at Hecate firmly. He's a crippled Fourth Forerunner - well, he's inherited powers from Duncan and Jack the Ripper, if you want to. And Hecate is the third forerunner, the goddess of the underworld, and the guardian of the crossroads. What if the two of them fought side by side against the currently awakened, incomplete Lord of Light...?

"Ah, you see what I mean. I like young people with sharp minds." Hecate looked at him.

"The two of us... is that possible?" Duan Feizhuo felt a little nervous.

Hecate laughed again. "To be precise, only you."

"You can't even deal with the Lord of Light, tell me to go? I think you are making things difficult for me." Duan Feizhuo was a little angry.

"I don't have the strength to enter the real world." The goddess of the crossroads looked into the distance. "Everything in the world has a price. I can watch every branch of multiple histories, past me, present me, future me, watching the river of time flow all the time. The price is that I can't personally It can only be influenced by some . . . proxy.”

Her eyes lingered meaningfully on Duan Feizhuo for a while.

"Me?" Duan Feizhuo pointed at himself.

"That's right. If you want to defeat the Lord of Light, I can transfer my power to you. You will have the power of both the third forerunner and the fourth forerunner. The current Lord of Light has not fully recovered and his strength is limited. , we are strong enough to meet him."

Duan Feizhuo opened his mouth wide, not knowing what to say for a while. The power of the dignified forerunner, to give it at will? Is it possible to get it back after giving it or what...?

Hecate seemed to understand the question in his heart, and looked at him with some amusement. "Of course it is impossible to come back. From now on, the power of the third forerunner belongs to you."

"Isn't your spirit of self-sacrifice too noble?" Duan Feizhuo's tone was uncertain. He knew that there was no shortage of dedicated saints in the world, but the goddess of the underworld did not seem to be able to hook up with "sages".

The goddess raised her eyebrows. "I am a pioneer, and my definition of 'alive' is different from your mortals. For me, as long as my power still exists in this world, I am still 'alive' ;#039;. Even if that power is in another person's body."

Duan Feizhuo nodded thoughtfully: "That means you will live in my heart forever, right?"

Hecate laughed out loud. "Gain too much power that doesn't belong to you in a short period of time. Once your will is not strong enough, you will become a prisoner of this power. A typical example is Jack the Ripper. After accepting my power, if your will But me, then the one who controls that body will be me instead."

Duan Feizhuo raised his eyebrows: "Why does it sound like Mrs. Boyle's Ligeia technique?"

"The technique of Livya can be said to be a degraded version of this secret technique."

"Then if—I mean, if you control my body and defeat the Lord of Light, what will happen afterwards? You will become an extremely powerful forerunner, and you will come to the world in your real body. If you want Make some havoc, no one can stop you."

"That's right. This is the risk you have to take." Hecate said in a mysterious tone, "Well, choose. Just go back to your world, accept fate, and watch your beloved Partners die one by one, witnessing the destruction of the world you love, but you can do nothing... Or choose to accept my power, become an extremely powerful mystic, and return to save everything?"

Duan Feizhuo looked down at his hands. Many pictures emerged from the depths of memory. Abogong's muddy street is dilapidated but full of life. The offices of Scotland Yard are filled with the sound of typing and talking and laughing. The secret trading house is resplendent and dazzling, and the customers come like clouds. In the busy streets of London, the big bell rings in the distance; in the countryside during May Day, boys and girls wear garlands; the islands of Greece are as blue as the Mediterranean Sea in a picture; in the cold polar regions, the night is so short, but in the night sky Floating through the gorgeous aurora...

He remembered a morning when he and Z had just returned from a trip to the North Pole, not long after returning to London. He leaned against the head of the bed, lazily watching Z changing in the morning light. A cigarette case fell out of the coat pocket. The white-haired night policeman stooped to pick up the cigarette case, and placed it on the bedside table casually.

"Aren't you taking it?" he asked.

"No." Z said flatly, "I quit."

"Why don't you smoke?"

"Because of you."

Duan Feizhuo put down his hands and looked into Hecate's black eyes.

"I choose…"

He really didn't have much choice from the start.

***

Near the former site of Perilla Manor.

The night guards fought and retreated, but their alchemy bullets and arcane shock waves couldn't hurt Leviathan at all.

"What should I do?!" Mr. R has already fired all the bullets, and now he can only use stones to hit the monster in vain.

Miss Acheson has the highest command at the scene. She didn't have many bullets left in her Gatling gun.

"We can only withdraw to the oak forest." Miss Acheson gritted her teeth, "That's not something we can deal with...it's not something we humans can deal with!"

When they first made their plans, how could they have imagined that there would be a huge monster interfering?

The appearance of Leviathan disrupted everything, turning the originally evenly matched battle into a one-sided battle.

The monster's tail can break a tree with a single swipe, can the oak forest stop him?

At last even Miss Acheson ran out of bullets. She was pale, and the Gatling gun was idling, but no more bullets were fired. The barrel of the gun was already overheated, if it hadn't been blessed by alchemy, it would have exploded long ago. The icy rain water hit the hot gun barrel, and it evaporated into gas in an instant, and white mist came out.

Just when she was about to give the order to retreat, four figures galloped towards them from afar.

The silver hair in the head fluttered, and the iconic brass-colored prosthetic glistened in the light of the strange "sun" in the sky.

"Boss!" cried Miss Acheson.

Z rushed towards them, followed by Xenophon and Mr. N. In the last place was Yeats. The poet was panting, obviously exhausted but trying to maintain his demeanor.

"Sorry, boss, I really didn't expect to kill a monster halfway." Ms. Q said. After chanting the mantra for so long, she became hoarse.

"It was summoned by the Lord of Light." Z whispered, "Human beings are no match for it. Let's retreat first."

"With all due respect, Boss," Xenophon set up an awning and looked at the giant monster like a hill, "I'm afraid we'll have to retreat all the way back to London, and dispatch a dozen or twenty airships to destroy that guy. "

"Just let the committee clean up the mess." Mr. R said sarcastically.

Mr. N sneered: "After today, it is unknown whether there are still members of the committee alive."

Z scanned the crowd, but he didn't see the figure of the young man he cared about the most.

"Why is there one person missing?" He asked coldly.

Miss Acheson and Mr. R looked at each other.

"Just now we fled in different directions, and Leviathan went after Chester..."

Z turned sharply to the monster. After being washed by the rain for so long, he didn't feel cold, but at this moment he felt bitingly cold.

It is impossible for humans to fight Leviathan. To that behemoth, the difference between an ordinary person and a mystic is just the difference between an ant and an ant that can bite.

That young man has absolutely no chance of winning. He will die under the teeth of the monster.

Z didn't dare to imagine his death—just imagining this concept in his mind, it was as if a knife was stirring in his heart.

"Retreat first." Z said in a deep voice, "I'll go find him."

Xenophon pressed his shoulder: "Boss, with all due respect..."

Z shook off his hand and rushed towards Leviathan.

Xenophon cursed, turned into a crow, and soared into the sky.

As a bird, he's much faster than Z. He flew to the Leviathan on the wind, slipping lightly under its claws. Bird bodies also have the advantage of being easily overlooked by gigantic creatures. Leviathan concentrated on hunting down the surrounding humans as if he hadn't seen him.

Xenophon glided low, looking for the young man in the wilderness trampled by giant beasts.

He found it quickly. The young man's blond hair was too conspicuous for him to be mistaken.

He circled over the young man, let out a curse, and flew towards Z at the fastest speed of his life.

Z is galloping down the muddy road. The crow swooped towards him, turned back into a human form the moment it approached him, and stopped him.

"Boss, don't go!" Xenophon shouted.

"What did you see?!" Z asked through gritted teeth.

Xenophon hesitated for a moment, and mustered up the courage to tell what he had seen.

"He's dead," he said

Intense sparks shot in and out of Z's corundum-like crimson eyes, Xenophon couldn't help but took a step back in shock, as if afraid of being burned.

He had never seen the boss so angry. Although the boss is often angry, this time is different from the past. The flame of anger seemed to shoot directly from the depths of his soul, not only engulfing his reason, but also burning the world to ashes.

"You're lying." Z laughed angrily.

"I saw it with my own eyes," said Xenophon.

Z shook off him, striding forward. Xenophon tried to stop him, but there was a sword around his neck.

"If you dare to stop me, I will kill you too."

"Boss, I know you're sad, but..."

"Since you know it, don't get out of the way!" Z roared.

Xenophon was taken aback. Just now, he saw something crystal clear flashing past the boss's eyes.

It was raining so hard that everyone's faces were wet, and it was hard to tell whether it was rain or...

He had seen the boss bleed countless times in his life, but this was the first time he saw him cry.

Z looked in the direction of Leviathan, his vision blurred.

Damn it, the **** rain made it hard for him to see the road clearly.

Rain, when did it get so hot?

He didn't believe a word Xenophon said. He knew that Xenophon was always talking about running trains, and he was not a good thing at all.

Not far from Leviathan's feet, a figure staggered up.

Her blond hair was stained with blood, her body was covered in mud, and she wobbled like a drunk or a toddler.

Z looked at him, as if a ray of light fell from the sky, illuminating his entire soul.

How could his little bad thing die? It was just pretending just now.

This little liar really belonged to him, even Xenophon was deceived by him. How can you do this to your own people? He should be punished severely.

Z laughed dumbfoundedly.

The blond young man opened his eyes. The pupils are still golden green, but the whites of the eyes are pitch black. Hanging in the night sky like a moon of strange colors.

He held out five fingers towards Leviathan.

The giant beast let out a stern roar, and backed away again and again. Countless flames shot out from the palm of the young man, interweaving into a cage of flames, enveloping Leviathan. Instead of being extinguished when encountering rain, those fires burned more intensely.

The young man turned to the strange sun in the sky again, and made a fist gesture to it.

Following his movements, two diametrically opposite forces pulled in the air. One side is total light, the other side is total darkness. The two bump into each other, twist each other, devour each other, annihilate each other. The surging power takes them as the axis and spreads in all directions. Even people who know nothing about secret arts can feel the shocking power penetrating through the body.

This battle of pure energy seems to have lasted for only a few seconds, and it seems to have lasted for centuries.

The strange sun in the sky cracked silently.

It turned into countless crystals and scattered to the ground.

Some of them were picked up by curious people, and some of them melted into the ground. One day in the future, they will condense into large pieces of crystals and be rediscovered by people.

Just like people in this era discovered ether crystals.

Leviathan let out a long and mournful howl, hung his head and wings, and did not move anymore.

The flame cage that enveloped it was gradually extinguished, but it never stood up again.

In the direction of the Perilla mine, the undead soldiers fell down one by one. The limbs repaired by the secret technique were torn apart and turned into scrap iron all over the place.

The committee members who survived the catastrophe poked their heads out from behind the stands and rocks timidly, looking at the mess in front of them in disbelief.

And in the middle of the field, the young man lowered his hands. The energy storm surrounding him gradually subsided. He turned to look at the silver-haired man walking towards him.

Z stopped in front of him, and carefully looked at this young man he was so familiar with.

He knows every inch of the opponent's body, and he has even carefully explored the part inside the body.

But now he realizes that he doesn't know this young man anymore.

Eyes facing each other, red eyes meeting green eyes.

After a long time, Z said slowly, "You are not him."

The young man burst into a mysterious smile. "You can say yes, or you can say no."

"Who are you?"

"For the convenience of your understanding, I will use the third person to describe it." The young man said calmly, "In order to defeat the Lord of Light, he accepted the power of another forerunner, the Goddess of the Crossroads, Hecate. The Lord of Light's condensing process was interrupted by him, so he changed back to the previous state."

"Return to ether crystal?"

"That's right. Maybe the robe will revive again in the future, but who knows?" The young man shrugged.

His tone of voice was strange. Z thought.

"Then you... then can he return to his original form?" Z asked.

"Impossible." The young man looked at him with some sympathy. "This body combines the abilities of the third forerunner Hecate and the fourth forerunner Blood Moon. He will...I will leave here and move on."

Z opened his eyes slightly: "Where are you going?"

"Go to a higher level. Chase the footsteps of those who have climbed the forerunners." The young man smiled, "The reason why the forerunners are called pioneers is because they are always ahead of others. Now I have to set off."

"Wait, you can't..." Z rushed forward, stretching out his arms to wrap around the young man's body. But he missed it.

The young man disappeared instantly and appeared behind him again.

"What a pity. He really likes you," said the young man. "Live for him."

After speaking, his figure melted into the rain like ice and snow.

***

"What do you think?" Hecate asked.

Duan Feizhuo blinked.

"I seemed to see something strange just now." He answered honestly.

Just when he was about to choose to cooperate with Hecate, a strange scene suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

In that scene, he accepted the power of Hecate, and the energies of the two merged into one, becoming an existence beyond the forerunner.

He returned to the real world, defeated the Lord of Light, and returned him to his original form—the crystallized form of ether.

Then say goodbye to Z, leave that world, and embark on a journey to a higher level. He might disappear from sight, might ascend to become a god, might become the will of the universe and formulate brand new laws...

But... To Duan Feizhuo, it was just a weird scene, like watching a movie.

"What's that?" Duan Feizhuo asked, feeling a little uncomfortable, the way he spoke in that little movie was disgusting, as if someone was bluffing in his face.

Hecate replied calmly: "If you choose to cooperate with me, that is what you will experience."

Duan Feizhuo was shocked. "Is that the future? Can you see the future and show it to me?"

The goddess smiled slightly: "I'm afraid it's not appropriate to talk about the future. After all, my concept of time is different from yours. For example, history is a river that flows from upstream to downstream, and divides into countless tributaries, rushing away in different directions. You humans are like a boat that can only go down the river, either on this tributary or that tributary. But I am different. I am a riverside viewer, I can see the whole river The flow direction of the river, I can see where your small boats are on the river. As long as I stand on the bank, I can go upstream or downstream freely. I just showed you the scenery downstream of a certain tributary."

Duan Feizhuo seems to understand but not understand. I always feel that this topic has gone deep into the field of quantum physics.

"That is to say," he said after thinking hard, "if I choose to cooperate with you, it means that I——entered a certain branch with you?"

"You can understand it that way."

"Then there are other tributaries?" Duan Feizhuo caught the loophole in Hecate's words, "If I make a different choice, history will be different. This is what you often say&#amp;# 039;Branches of multiple histories'right?"

The goddess of the crossroads leads: "You are very smart."

Duan Feizhuo thought of another life he had experienced. In another world, he lived as an ordinary person for nineteen years. That's real history and the world too, isn't it?

He often finds it strange that the history of that world is roughly the same as this world, yet there are many differences. For example, there are no ether crystals in that world, and there are no mystics.

The latter is easy to explain. Mystics all live in secrecy and darkness, and it is normal for them to be unknown to ordinary people. But what about ether crystals? If such a powerful energy source appeared in history, and there were hundreds of steam airships, how could people in later generations not know about it? How could there be no traces left?

It can only be understood as—there was no such thing as "ether crystal" in that world from the very beginning.

If Duan Feizhuo cooperates with Hecate, although the Lord of Light can be defeated, the ether crystals will still survive.

This means that that world is not the future of this world.

Duan Feizhuo can't just cooperate with Hecate. He has other choices. That choice would make history the way he knew it.

Hecate laughed. "Yes, you do have another choice."

"What is that choice?" Duan Feizhuo asked impatiently.

Cooperating with Hecate can certainly save the world, but that means he will lose himself and leave this world forever.

But he was reluctant to part with the bustling world. I can't bear to let all living beings. I can't bear to part with the man who has always bleed, but shed tears for him once.

Hecate asked: "Do you want to know why ether crystals don't exist in another world?"

Duan Feizhuo nodded like a pounding garlic.

"It's very simple. Ether crystals are energy crystals formed after the fall of the Maharaja of Light. If the Maharaja never fell, there would naturally be no crystals."

It took Duan Feizhuo's brain a long time to understand what the goddess said.

"Hasn't the Lord of Light been defeated by your pioneers?"

The black eyes of the Goddess of the Crossroads sparkled with an infinite smile.

"Do you still remember why the Lord of Light lost?"

Duan Feizhuo tried hard to recall the story Evangeline had told him.

"Because Pao's ally - the fourth forerunner 'Blood Moon' was betrayed by the apostle. The apostle killed Pao, devoured his body, and took away his power. The loss of allies is so great You are outnumbered, so..."

That happened in the upper reaches of the river of history, very far, far away. Since then, the river has split into two.

"I can let you go back in time and space, back to the moment when the river forked. In that era, you had the power of the fourth forerunner. Although it is only a part, it is enough. You only need to assist the Lord of Light to defeat all the other forerunners , knock them down from the sky forever. Then, as an ally, you ask the Lord of Light to give this world a period of grace. It doesn’t take long, a few thousand years is enough. For the pioneers, thousands of years Time is but a snap of the fingers. In this way, history will become as you know it."

There were no etheric crystals in that history, because the Lord of Light never fell.

Without ether crystals, there would be no steamships, no council for scientific progress. Many tragedies will never happen again. Xenophon's family will survive. Leo Chester's family will also...

But Z will die. His heart is powered by ether crystals. Without ether crystallization, he would have no chance of being transformed by Mrs. Boyle.

In the history that Duan Feizhuo was familiar with, Z died on the battlefield at a young age and became a cold name on the death list.

"How? Are you willing to choose this path?" Hecate said in a urging tone.

If you choose to cooperate with the goddess, then Z will lose him forever.

If he chooses to go back in time and assist the Lord of Light to win the battle, he will lose Z forever.

He didn't want either.

"Is there no other choice?" he asked sullenly.

"Aren't two choices enough? How much more do you want?" Hecate's smile gradually became cold.

Duan Feizhuo stared into the goddess's dark eyes.

They stand at a crossroads.

He understood now why this field, unique to Hecate, had the appearance of a crossroads. Because he has to make a choice here.

A flash of light suddenly flashed through his mind. He remembered what Hecate had said the last time he visited here.

"I remember you once said," Duan Feizhuo raised his hand, pointing to the road on the left of Hecate, "You said that road leads to the history that I have seen and does exist."

The mysterious smile of the Goddess of the Crossroads disappeared.

"I think you're referring to the "other world"—the world I've lived in for nineteen years, right?" Duan Feizhuo said, "If I walk in that direction, I will return to the past, as big as the light You fought side by side, defeated the other forerunners, and made the history of the world become what I am familiar with. That is indeed the world I have seen and am familiar with."

He watched Hecate's expression calmly. The face of the goddess became colder and colder, as if covered with a layer of frost.

He then pointed to the road on the right of Hecate: "You said that road leads to a history that I have never seen but may exist. I think it refers to the present world. If I agree to cooperate with you, you will would put me on that path. Yes, I haven't seen that history, but as long as I choose that path, it's possible."

Duan Feizhuo took a few steps forward and faced Hecate: "But there is still a way."

He pointed to the back of the goddess: "That road leads to a history that no one has ever seen, and no one knows whether it exists."

He smiled triumphantly: "That's my third choice, right?"