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Chapter 565 The Miracle of Mortals

Chapter 53 Miracles of Mortals
"Just like what I said at the beginning...Since there is not enough time, let's take a step back. Instead of making a perfect Gaia wall, first merge the outer space and seal all the gaps in the entire Farnese. "

The professor was silent for a while, then spoke quietly.

"But even if I take a step back, with my own ability, this is almost impossible to accomplish."

He looked at his mentor and couldn't help but smiled wryly: "...after all, my lifespan is coming soon."

The instructor nodded silently.

"Even if it is a half-elf, even if it is the highest spire, the lifespan of a thousand years is already the limit. I have used various life-extending secrets, but in the end it is only to extend the lifespan to the theoretical value."

The professor calmly discussed his own lifespan, as calm as discussing the weather: "To be fair, I would have been tired of living a long time ago. If it wasn't for the fact that the task entrusted to me by Lord Akasha hadn't been completed, I would have died about 500 years ago. Bar."

"So you want to use Elkart's secret technique to create an army of undead to resist the dusk, and then use their brains to assist in calculations?" The mentor shook his head: "There are too many questions."

"Yes, there are too many questions."

The professor nodded frankly: "For example, how to deal with the difference in strength between the undead army and the twilight army, for example, how to solve the absolute disadvantage in numbers... However, I have put forward some ideas. That's me Things to do now."

Finally, the beam of light in front of him had expanded to about half a meter in thickness, turning into a huge totem about three meters high.Scarlet scars like bloodstains quickly crawled on the surface of the totem, completely staining it.

That is the unique power of the believers of the latter, the ability to reproduce a certain power that existed in the past, or to construct the prototype of a certain future creation.

Regardless of the shape, this is exactly the ritual image used by the Silver Queen thousands of years ago.Although it doesn't have the appearance of the Silver Queen, it can also complete the charging of the magic of undead transformation.And that scarlet notch is undoubtedly related to the bloodstain syndrome that Roland made.

As long as this pillar stands here, anyone who approaches it will become undead.It's the same even if the 3000 people in front are defeated, as long as someone tries to take back the holy land and comes near this totem, they will be transformed into new undead by the spores in the air.

"Bloodstain Syndrome is a good thing... I admit that Farina is a genius, unlike Roland. It can actually infect elemental creatures, which gave me inspiration... Can I use it to infect disaster beasts and ice dragons? Those two ferocious beasts that even the chosen ones of the saints cannot defeat, and even the saints cannot completely tame, the so-called strongest golden species on the ground?"

"So I started researching right away...After three months, I got a satisfactory answer."

The professor touched the giant totem he had created out of thin air, and said softly, "That is, yes."

"Think about it, Lord Nerola. If you transform the Calamity Beast and Ice Dragon into undead, how powerful can they be? If you combine the ice dragon's ability to adjust the time flow of others at will, and Calamity Beast to burn others How much possibility can the ability of exchanging rationality for potential be used on the immortal, cold and ruthless undead army? Isn’t Roland the Roland who claims to be a miracle? Isn’t he the one who claims to bring miracles? Then I will let Let him see how great miracles mortals can cause—”

"Victor, are you going to fight against the spiritual pollution of the Calamity Beast with your own strength?"

The instructor shook his head in disappointment: "You have to know that the Calamity Beast Del Ramos itself is a sealed Twilight Species. You have no chance to compete with it."

"Of course I know. But if Roland can do it, I can definitely do it."

The professor smiled slightly: "Only the dusk can touch the dusk, only the dusk can fight the dusk. I have enough self-confidence."

"You are not confident, you are arrogant! Do you know that if you fail, you who have received thousands of times the pollution of Del Ramos will become a dusk that is more terrifying than Del Ramos."

"I will kill myself before then," the professor replied without hesitation. "At that time, please hand over the ownership of the undead army to Estor or Merlin."

Hearing this, the mentor frowned.

"I found out...you've been targeting Roland, why?"

She questioned: "It doesn't make any sense to attack Roland's strength. You also know that he is also the main force against Dusk..."

"The main force?"

The professor laughed back angrily: "You call the mortal who was sent up by the gift of the three of you and the legacy of the Silver Queen the main force against the dusk? Don't be kidding!"

For the first time, the professor's pale silver eyes burned with anger: "Do you know how much time I have spent in the past 1000 years? I replaced the blood with winter elves, implanted machinery in the body, and took the brain out of the body." Cultivate it and freeze your feelings... for a full 1000 years!"

"And Roland, what did he pay? He gave nothing! He is just a mortal! He has never had any special talents! I can guarantee that if you hand over the gifts of the three saints and Lord Akasha's prophecy casually, Given a person, he can probably make achievements commensurate with Roland—”

The roaring professor's eyes were full of fury that the value of his own life was belittled.

Without anyone's support, he spent a full 1000 years and his entire life to come up with the final plan... Although due to the lack of time, it was destined to be a failed plan.

Roland was the opposite.From the very beginning, he was loved by the three saints and attracted the attention of the world.It took him three months to complete the professor's 1000 years of work—and what the professor couldn't forgive the most was that almost all of this work was assisted by saints.

How can it be forgiven?How can it be allowed?
If you admit Roland's achievements, it is tantamount to admitting that what you have done in the past 1000 years is useless, and it is tantamount to denying the meaning of your efforts in the past 1000 years, and denying the entire meaning of this life.

"Are you that self-abased?"

At this time, the faint words of the long sleeping mentor made the professor stay where he was.

"...Why should I feel inferior?" He pointed at himself in disbelief.

"Didn't you realize that Roland is very similar to you?"

The Eternal Sleep instructor sighed, and looked at the professor pitifully: "Although it seems unscrupulous, in fact, what you did after you said it was to sacrifice the few to save the many; you are almost obsessed with only believing in yourself, obviously you have many opportunities to learn from Roman Those opportunities where you contacted me, but you deliberately ignored..."

"You are almost exactly the same as Roland who just came to this world. The only difference is that your talent is much stronger than his, and you are not on the same level at all."

The tutor's words made the professor dumbfounded.

"But now, you haven't changed, but Roland has changed. He has changed from a life merchant similar to you to a true saint, but you are still calculating how many people you have to sacrifice to slow down the invasion of Dusk and how many years...you After all, if you don’t really see the future, your vision will inevitably be limited.”

"The reason why you hate Roland is because he is too similar to you."

The Eternal Sleep Instructor asserted——

"Victor, you are the last Roland, the Roland who went astray in a certain crucial choice... But Roland can't be the next you anyway. Because you didn't notice Roland's real talent at all. .”

"That's the savior we're looking for—that's the ability to find the only light from countless hopeless futures. The ability to make the most correct choice no matter how desperate the situation is."

"If it was Roland, he would never lose," the instructor said softly, "We believe so."

"—This is a miracle."

(End of this chapter)