Chapter 495: Closing the Net

To many ordinary wizards, luck is an abstract and impoverished concept.

They are the mist lingering in the fortune teller's crystal ball, the different shades of tortoise shell under the flames, and the joy of finding a ruby ​​in Pandora's box bought from the Apple Pavilion.

Empty, but real.

But for the great fortune-tellers, luck is not so elusive.

In the eyes of great diviners, the entire world is outlined by lines of different thicknesses and colors. Every stone, every tree, every person is connected with those lines.

These lines are long or short. They stick together, connect with each other, and cluster together to form a surging river in the darkness of nothingness and hollowness, with no beginning or end. It is the river of destiny.

Ordinary wizards are tied down by those thin lines and can only drift with the current in the long river; as for the great wizard, because of the true body, the lines become thicker, isolated and longer - to use an inappropriate analogy, if ordinary wizards are like those in the river, water droplets; then the great wizard has become a fish in the river; the legend is that he is high on the river or in a lonely boat, fishing in a coir raincoat, not bound by the long river of fate.

Among them, the great diviners belong to a relatively special group.

Compared with ordinary great wizards, their combat capabilities are slightly weaker, but their vision is wider. If ordinary great wizards are fish swimming in the river of destiny, then the great diviners are like birds on the river. Although their ankles are still bound by the thin threads extending out of the river and cannot be freed, their eyes are fixed on the river. , you can see the ups and downs of the river, see the shoals, whirlpools, and even divergences and tributaries in the river.

This high and low trend is the luck observed by great fortune-tellers.

Every drop of water has its own destiny, high or low; every mass of water also has its own destiny, more or less; every shallow depression, every river bend, and even every tributary has its own destiny. ——When the luck is high, everything goes smoothly. A drop of water can fly thousands of meters away from the river, and a giant dragon can be born in a shallow depression; when the luck is low, a ball of water will hit the rocks and become shattered, and a tributary will be destroyed. It will flow into the dead ground and eventually become dry.

A drop of water is a wizard.

A ball of water is an organization of wizards.

A tributary may be a possibility for the evolution of destiny, a rugged path that has just been opened up, or even a real parallel world.

Before this war, the wizards had closed the timeline of the Hell World and blocked the cause and effect within the Hell—like digging a nearly closed inlet on the edge of the long river of time—which made it easier to enter The size of the water mass or tributary runoff and the water potential of the 'small water bay' become clear at a glance, which is clearer than usual.

Therefore, the birds floating on the water bay can clearly judge that the 'luck' belonging to the demons is constantly decreasing, and their allies are getting more benefits.

This is not in line with the usual style of demons.

"What does Xiang Liu want to do by spending so much luck?" Professor Yi asked the question that everyone is thinking about: "Does it want to completely destroy the world?"

This is a slightly absurd, but very reasonable speculation.

Actions such as destroying the world will be strongly counterattacked by the consciousness of the world, which also explains the reason for the rapid decline of the demon's luck. Destroying the Black Prison will, on the one hand, cause the wizards to suffer huge losses and hinder their efforts to hunt monsters; on the other hand, it will also greatly boost the confidence of the entire monster world, allowing all monsters to see how powerful they are.

But if the demons' goal is to destroy the entire Black Hell World, then the allies such as the Three Dark Beasts, the Dark Parliament, and the Multi-Armed Giant, which are allied with them, should also be counterattacked by the will of the world at the same time, and they will not be able to get those black and yellow fruits.

This is a contradiction that cannot be ignored.

Jiang Shang, the great diviner from the Shenzhou Hunting Group, spoke up and said softly: "With all the luck gathered into one body, in addition to wanting to destroy, it is also possible to want to transcend."

"Xiang Liu has stayed in this river for too long... Maybe he wants to take a look outside the river."

Above the legend, it is ancient.

The wizard is an ancient wizard, and the demon is the original demon. For those who set foot on the extraordinary, ancient means the end. It is the place that runs through the entire long river of time and destiny and is close to the end of the entire extraordinary road.

Compared with Professor Yi's guess, the possibility of this inference seems smaller, but also greater - the small reason is that no one can imagine the scene of a top legend attacking the ancients; the big factor is that this inference is perfectly consistent with what the diviners have observed. All facts.

There was silence for a moment.

The firelight illuminated the uncertain faces of the great wizards, and you could vaguely hear the tiny beep-bop-bop sounds made when the inside of the tortoise shells cracked.

for a long time.

The leader of the divination group, Mr. Zhuge of the Xian Qin Hunting Group, spoke again.

"Master Jiang's speculation is extremely likely."

He first affirmed Jiang Shang's words, and then briefly explained: "In the past ten years, the astrological department of the Xian Qin Hunting Group has observed no less than three legendary impact ancient phenomena. According to the astrological spectrum, it belongs to the most powerful ones in the starry sky. You must have noticed the powerful alien god."

He looked around.

The Shenzhou Hunting Group, Shengtang Hunting Group, and several great diviners from the First University all lowered their eyelids and expressed their agreement with silence without confirming.

Zhuge smiled silently and looked up at the dark ceiling. His eyes seemed to be able to see the bright starry sky outside the black prison through the thick barriers:

"The above-mentioned phenomena all occur in the depths of the starry sky. It is conceivable that in places where we cannot observe, how many top legends are attacking the status of the ancients... And the reason why they have the courage to take this step, according to my own The idea is probably because the older travelers who walked before them took a step further."

Above the ancient, there is a nameless realm.

That is a realm that ordinary wizards cannot imagine, and even great wizards have no idea about. Even these great fortune-tellers, whose eyes shrouded the entire wizarding world, couldn't help but hold their breath when they thought of this possibility.

Like a bird on the river looking up at the stars.

They saw the brilliance filling the sky and cheered for it, but they could not understand it or even feel awe.

"Xiang Liu just repeated the phenomenon we observed."

Mr. Zhuge withdrew his gaze and looked back at the great diviners sitting around him. His tone was calm: "Whether it is the unknown realm or the ancient wizards, they are still far away from us... Even legends are existences that most of us need to look up to. . Their power is difficult for us to grasp.”

"So, my advice."

"Give up the original idea and start closing the net now. We don't expect to be able to catch all the demons who have invaded the Black Prison, but leaving as many old friends as possible. Judging from the current situation, it is enough."