novelpro Chapter 2604 The trajectory of destiny!
Chapter 2604 The trajectory of destiny!
That day, when Ser Egwene left the ancient kingdom of destiny, his face was full of trance.
It turns out that all of this represents the right path to the future, and every step he takes now is the destined trajectory.
And that day he finally understood what the future Lin En said to him during those three minutes in hell when Lin En was lost.
But or rather.
The person who appeared there was not Lynn from the future.
But it was the true pioneer of this road, the one who crossed the end of the long river of time and rewrote the entire past...
It turns out it was already at the very beginning.
The God King has already participated in this sad plan.
So what's the reason not to keep moving forward?
He wiped away the tears or rain on his face, and looked forward with determination, toward the dark road with no end in sight.
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In the kingdom of destiny, the breeze blows through the forest.
The figure sat cross-legged on the rock, opposite the gurgling stream. The feather pen listened to his story in a daze. Not far away from her, the bud that once sprouted was swaying and growing, with long branches and leaves.
Two generations of gods of destiny listened to the cruel truth that was gradually revealed to them in this ancient country that once belonged to them.
He spoke slowly, and there seemed to be only calmness on his face.
But Quill's face became paler and paler, and her whole body seemed to be shaking constantly. She turned her head abruptly and ran out, not stopping until she had hold of a big tree, trembling and gasping violently.
"Is this why you kept me?"
"You won't let me go back... just because of this?"
The figure said calmly:
"Because you are the contemporary God of Destiny, you are also the person closest to him. Each of your books records his trajectory. From the moment you began writing about his experiences, this is something that only you can do."
She lowered her head, her fingers trembling so much that they almost pierced the tree trunk.
The budding plant looked at this scene, as if she had had the same experience a long time ago. She didn't know when her eyes were filled with sadness, but in the blink of an eye, it seemed to turn into confusion.
She looked at the tall figure sitting cross-legged on the rock. The sunlight shining down made it impossible to see his expression in the darkness.
Quill whispered:
"Is this the end?"
The figure said calmly:
"At least in his deduction, this is the direction closest to the ending."
He knew that she would agree, no matter how much pain or guilt she had to endure, she would agree.
Because again and again.
Because destiny is life.
She turned her head, her eyes filled with sadness, because she hadn't seen that guy for a long, long time. You can only watch him grow up little by little from afar, from the boy in hell to the king who now reigns over the entire main universe.
She felt both sad and relieved.
But just as Ser Egwene bore the burden, if this path leads to victory, let them bear all the sins.
"What do you want me to do..."
She finally collapsed to the ground resigned to her fate, her head lowered, her whole body shaking uncontrollably.
The figure said, "The curtain of faith has been laid, but this firewood is far from enough. Cause and effect no longer exist. Then you are the closest god to cause and effect in this world. You must connect all obsessions and establish an unbreakable cause and effect with every believer."
"After he kills the power of the First Born, he won't find out, because isn't that part of your godhead in his possession?"
"You will now be the only one who can point directly to the shadow in his heart."
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On the supreme throne wrapped in divine light, the young man with his head lowered, the feather pen in his arms pressed against his heart, was like some kind of nostalgia.
No matter how much time has passed, I dare not forget it.
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But in the end she still burst into tears, she covered her ears tightly, she didn't want to listen, she didn't want to do it.
She was not sad for herself, nor for the things that were about to happen. She was sad for him because she knew what kind of person he was, and it was because of this knowledge that she felt pain.
Because do you still remember the scene when you first met?
Do you remember that guy who dared to face the gaze of hell for you, someone who had nothing to do with him?
Zuo Zuo always says he is a bastard.
Because you have clearly gone to hell and have made yourself so confused, but you still act so innocent and stubborn. Just because others have helped you once, you ridiculously treat them as your partners and family, and you ridiculously try your best to repay them.
Because that's not the case!
But that's why you don't want to do it, because you know how sad that would be.
The figure said calmly, "Everyone has their own role, and everyone will face things they don't want to face. But only by stepping over them can he grow up in an instant. This is also the second threshold he must cross."
She couldn't stop crying, and it seemed as if her tears were about to run dry.
“Does growth necessarily mean loss?”
He stood up and looked at her.
"Yes, always."
He slowly raised his hand, the power of the First Born lingering in his hand. Those powers continued to transform into the laws of fate, allowing the status of the quill to continue to rise at that moment.
You have to do a lot of things that you don't want to do.
You have to be able to endure the pain, the loss and the guilt that drives you crazy.
You have to endure everything.
Because if you hesitate.
You will never get any results you want.
hum-
The power within the feather pen instantly rose to an unimaginable height. Even without the divine nature, relying solely on the transformed power of destiny, she was able to almost reach the limit of the power of the God King.
He calmly stretched out his hand out of thin air. Her face was covered with tears. She kept shaking her head, her eyes became more and more red, but her hand was still raised under that strength.
It was like grabbing the pen out of thin air.
To write his future destiny.
Lynn...
Lynn!
I...I just...
But just when she was about to hold the pen, her body was knocked away heavily like the dancing of green leaves, and she fell to the ground. When she raised her head, under the bright sunlight, she saw the arms outstretched in front of her. The thin body seemed to carry some kind of stubborn power, standing between her and the figure.
For the first time, the figure's eyes flickered, and the halo on his hand stretched out from thin air gradually fell.
He met those stubborn, familiar, and heartbreakingly angry eyes.
Like all at once.
Some distant and unforgettable pain and betrayal ran through that entire distant time.
"Does fate have to be controlled?"
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……
that day.
She broke up.
But in fact, a long, long time ago, in the past that seemed like she had already died once, on the night of the wedding that had no ending, she had already received his choice.
It’s like you have always been a migratory bird behind him, and you have been chasing him desperately all your life.
It's like a dream bubble.
But is that really what you remember? Or is it that when a person has been numb for so long, he is no longer able to make any changes?
Is that so?
By the stream where the breeze was blowing, the figure sat there silently. Amid the long chirping of birds, he seemed still as calm as yesterday.
He didn't look back.
How could he turn back?
That day, the revived girl took the feather pen and stepped out of the country that once belonged to them for the first time. It was as if she was truly embracing the new world for the first time, and she opened her arms to the starry sky with great joy.
When she turned her head to look at the quill, her smiling eyes were as warm as the evening breeze.
"No matter what decision you make, I hope it's your own choice and what you want in your heart."
"But in fact, you are still happy, because at least there are people who tell you what the future will be like."