Chapter 789: The Arrangement Is Clear (Page 1/1)

Prophets, or to put it another way, prophets, see the world as different from other people, a drop of rain, a grain of sand is predestined, and when it deviates, it proves that the timeline has been disturbed.

In Viktor's chaotic brain, various fragments of the future play on a loop, like a labyrinth with no way out, and he stumbles countless times to find a breakthrough, only to be proven to be just another one.

The nature of chaos is mad, dark and chaotic, and Tzeentch does not reject the madness of his followers, but he does not like the stupidity of his followers.

Those he deems stupid are often used as toys by Tzeentch for fun, and of course, the clever ones end up much better.

It is said that Tzeentch is plotting a conspiracy so vast that it encompasses all known worlds, in which Tzeentch himself is the ultimate beneficiary, and only the wisest believers can protect themselves, known as the Lords of Change.

Marx had the opportunity to become a lord of change, and he suddenly got a glimpse of the truth behind the world, from which he was sublimated, and even Tzeentch was willing to give such a great enlightened person a chance.

But Marx refused, he still retains the honor of being born as a human being, and he is willing to do something for the world.

Unlike the rhetorical lobbyists, he prefers to be a doer, starting with himself, slowly changing the people around him, and then influencing the whole community, the whole city, the whole continent, and finally the whole world.

He can't be like a demon hunter who uses brute force to wipe out the demons of Chaos and turn every enemy he sees into a corpse, but he can deal with the unseen enemies, the problems that exist in people's minds.

"Are you sure you want to be alone with the contaminated?" Reverend Richard guarded the passage between the underground shelter and the surface, frowning at Marx.

The Great Port of Anthony has been completely divided, and every mortal who has been determined to be pure by the Church has been forcibly taken into the underground shelter, and most of those who remain above are those who have been polluted by the chaos but do not know it.

Marx helped Reverend Richard a lot during this difficult time, and it was he who persuaded those who did not want to leave their homes to abandon their warm houses and go into the cold crypts.

It was he who explained to mortals again and again why they couldn't bring their relatives and friends in, why they could only eat half full at each meal, why they couldn't wash their faces, why they couldn't defecate in the open.

Without him, the refuge that Richard had painstakingly managed would have collapsed from the inside out.

"We still have a chance, and the chaos in their bodies has not yet shown the phenomenon of self-will." Marx's bold assumption: "I wonder if their 'brains' have been killed?" If we can stabilize their physical condition and rely on holy water and other means, we may be able to save these people's lives. ”

"Based on my past experience, you are doing useless work, and no matter what, the church will not allow the people above to continue to live." Pastor Richard shrugged his shoulders and moved out of the way: "If the situation continues to deteriorate, it is a question of whether we can continue to live, but I respect your choice. ”

Marx smiled and pointed his finger to his eyes: "My eyes see the future, and the future tells me that this land will not be the final word of the church." ”

"As long as it's not chaos that has the final say, whoever has the final say in the future, I will take off my hat and salute him!" Reverend Richard burst out laughing, he had been so stressed during this time that there was very little to make him laugh, but Marx's joke was good.

Reverend Richard pretended to be serious and said, "Well, tell me Marx, you don't see the future with Antoine's coward, right?" As long as it's not him, anyone can do it! ”

"I'll try to avoid that kind of future." Marx walked sideways through the gap left by Pastor Richard, who wore three layers of armor under his robes, and even if he passed sideways, it took up two-thirds of the passage: "And you should lose weight Pastor Richard." ”

As the exit of the passage closed, Richard's smile faded, and the Paladin Expeditionary Force had completely taken over the port of Anthony.

Outside the city, the city was sealed off by two layers of siege, and even the Far South Druid Order's Pastoral Ring sent several druids to help block all exits from the city with plants with the consent of the church.

Richard also doesn't know what the future fate of the city will be, maybe tomorrow there will be a meteor explosion, and everything will return to dust, and this kind of stop-loss measure is too normal in the face of chaos.

Recently, it seems that the celestial realm has not been peaceful, and Richard has a faint sense of excitement transmitted by the god of war, only war can make him so excited.

Hopefully, Boss Campas is not used to Loshanda's way of doing things, and is beating the Lord of Dawn, rather than that Chaos has already hit the sky.

Priest Richard prayed blasphemous prayers as he anointed his warhammer with holy oil.

And the battle that will really decide who the Far South Continent belongs to in the future has been going on for more than half of the time.

Following the guidance of his sense of smell, the Demon Hunter rushed straight into the clouds in the air, purple lightning waving around him, turning him into a pile of burnt carbs at the slightest mistake.

But Xu Yichen was like a divine help, so that not a single lightning bolt hit him in such a thundercloud storm!

Victor suddenly saw a future of his own failure, but that image flashed, and more news from the future quickly took over his mind.

But it was too late, Xu Yichen had already seen Victor's grayish face, large patches of twisted tattoos covering the mage's face, like ink snaking like worms under his skin.

At this moment, the bubble that the witch had tried her best to create for Victor in the future timeline was shattered, and the Fallen finally saw the reality and the future that belonged to him.

"Nope! Just a demon hunter, how is it possible! Victor stood in the air and let out a scream of spiritual energy, and the huge sound made Xu Yichen turn his head in the air.

The flashing divine light in the silver-haired witch's eyes suddenly went out, and the whole person leaned weakly on the hilt of the sword, but still smiled: "Wait, chaos scum, this is the package I ordered for you, believe me is absolutely wonderful!" ”

Victor looked at the demon hunter in despair, and even though the other party had done nothing, he saw images of his own death in every timeline.

But he still had to fight, and he didn't believe he would die at the hands of mortals.

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