Perhaps knowing that he could not get the answer he wanted from Grimm, the skinny youth did not wait for an answer and rushed out of his hiding place.
An hour later, Grimm met the mastermind behind the scenes in a commoner's cave at the foot of the mountain.
It was an old man whose eyes were wrapped in black cloth.
Grimm could not 'see' any traces of mana flow on his body, nor could he sense any powerful spiritual waves. But for some reason, the moment Grimm saw him, he immediately felt a sense of reverence and respect.
Sage? Prophet? Or prophet?
The blindfolded old man lived in a remote, small, and low grass hut.
Along the way, Grimm saw many strange people in the surrounding alleys. These people looked exactly the same as the skinny youth who led the way. Although they looked inconspicuous, their frail bodies hid a powerful force that suppressed restlessness.
It was obvious that these people were hiding around the straw hut, protecting the blindfolded old man.
This blindfolded old man was obviously one of the 'evildoers' of this plane!
Now, Grimm finally understood why the skinny youth could find him so easily. With such a person leading the way, it was likely that his arrival was within the other party's expectations.
Grimm hated these guys who were always so mysterious. Although they had the strange ability to communicate with the heavens and earth, it was not a common elemental spell. Hence, their ability to communicate with the heavens and earth could not be prevented or isolated.
In the Magus World, one could offend anyone but a Magus with prophecy spells. Otherwise, one would not even know how they died!
"Welcome, guest from another plane. I am Marth!"
As the host, the blindfolded elder used such a sentence as an opening remark. He did not use the word 'intruder', which was filled with hostility. Instead, he used the more neutral word 'guest'. This was enough to show the other party's eagerness to communicate!
"It's an honor to meet you here, Lord Marth. I'm Grimm, a Magus from the Magus World. As for why I'm here, I'm sure you already know! "Grimm pulled down his hood, revealing his face and bowing politely.
Looking at Grimm's young and handsome face, a bitter smile appeared on Mars' face.
"I've already experienced the might of the Great Warlock in your camp. Gurt, that brat, took the liberty to try it, and was punished by your Great Wizard to the point where not even his bones were left. Even the rest of us were affected by the plane's backlash and lost our eyes from then on! His Excellency Great Sorcerer is able to use the level of laws to counterattack an enemy thousands of miles away, this kind of method is already enough for us to admire him! "
Was there such a thing?
Grim was slightly surprised, but his expression did not change. He continued to look at Prophet Masih with sincerity.
Sage, Prophet, Prophet — different titles corresponded to the same group of people, and the changes in their titles corresponded to the level of their abilities.
Sage. Almost everyone who had just started practicing prophecy would receive such a title.
They didn't get the feedback they wanted every time they coupled with the plane's consciousness. Even if they did get the feedback, it would be messy and broken. Therefore, such people knew good and evil, and were more likely to seek good and avoid calamity than ordinary people.
Prophets were slightly more powerful than Sages. Almost every time they made a prophecy, they would receive feedback from the plane's consciousness. However, it was limited to their individual structure and vision. The amount of information they received from the plane's feedback was also related to their abilities.
These people had already grasped the power of destiny, and could peer into the future through the plane's laws. Therefore, they would often become the guides of certain races or tribes, enjoying great honor.
As for Prophets, they were even more terrifying.
They were usually spellcasters who possessed great power. Not only could they peer into the future, but they could also use their own power to distort or change the direction of certain branches of destiny. Therefore, Sorcerers with the identity of Prophets were extremely terrifying existences even in the Sorcerer World.
Although Grim, who came from the Sorcerer World, did not have any talent in prophecy, it did not stop him from understanding the depths of Marth's abilities through his superior knowledge.
To be honest, in a small plane, under the cruel and strict suppression of the Demon Hunter Knights, Masih was able to successfully become a Prophet. This was already beyond Grim's expectations.
Although such people did not have strong and powerful execution abilities, they had the powerful ability to peer into the operation of the plane's laws. They were more like a pair of eyes that floated above the river of fate, emotionlessly and coldly watching all the people who were caught in it, sinking and drifting along.
According to Grim's knowledge, there were many Prophets in the Sorcerer World's Silver Alliance. They were willing to give up all of their sorcery abilities just to peer deeper into the river of destiny. They hid in the Prophet's Tower of the Silver Alliance and did not step out, but they knew everything that happened in any region of the Sorcerer Continent.
They never intervened in disputes, nor did they abuse their abilities. They obediently did the work of the Eye of Destiny, copying scrolls and organizing records day and night. They used their hard work to record everything they prophesied on scrolls, and then hid them in secret rooms in the Prophet's Tower.
Therefore, in order to understand certain puzzles in the past history, many powerful wizards often needed to visit this group of powerless "lunatics" in person, using their most precious knowledge and resources to ask for a chance to enter the Prophet's Tower to solve their doubts.
But now, in another small plane, a Prophet from another world was standing in front of Grim. He could not help but feel a little confused.
If he borrowed the eyes of this Prophet from another world, would he be able to see the path of his future rise?
Just as Grim's mind was spinning with nonsensical thoughts, Masih Prophet smiled faintly.
"Lord Grim, don't expect me to help you. Every prophet is tightly bound to the plane they were born in. Even if I exhausted all my power, it would be impossible for me to project my vision into the depths of the Sorcerer World. "
"But didn't you prophesy my arrival?" Grim asked in confusion.
"That's because you're in this plane, and you've left the Great Wizard!" Masih Prophet's face showed a trace of distress. "If you had always stayed by the Great Wizard's side, I would not have dared to look there at all. But when you left the Greenland Forest, and your path of destiny intersected with mine, I saw you and saw your mission! "
"Lord Masih, as a powerful Sorcerer of this plane, do you not reject my identity?" Grim pondered for a moment and finally asked the most difficult question.
"Fate! What is fate? Many people mistakenly think that we are above fate, and that we can change it by seeing through it. However, prophets with such thoughts often find it hard to survive. "At this point, Mars paused as though he had thought of someone or something.
After a long time, he woke up from his memories and said, "Actually, these people are wrong. No matter how powerful the Prophet is, he will always be the slave of fate. He cannot be the master of fate. Fate is a shackle that firmly locks up everyone and everything within it. The trajectory of fate of all things is silently operating according to some kind of law, some kind of law, and there is no possibility of breaking free. "
Grim listened in silence.
"What is fate?
This is an unsolvable answer that all prophets have been searching for.
Some prophets believe that fate is the inevitable result of all the laws of a world operating according to a system. As long as all the preconditions are the same, there will definitely be the same result. As a result, when there is enough accumulation, it will converge into fate.
And some prophets believe that fate is a strange power that is independent of ordinary laws. Although it will to a large extent be coupled with the existing world, at the same time, it will constantly change itself. The river of fate is winding and endless. Perhaps it can even be divided into different levels, and it is full of unpredictable variables. So the flow of the river of fate is constantly changing, and at the same time, it is also accepting new targets.
These views obviously placed fate in a very high position, believing it to be one of the highest laws of power in the multiverse. This kind of high-level law is not something ordinary low-level creatures can control. The only thing they can do is understand and accept it, and use it well.
Seriously speaking, everyone living in the multiverse, every substance, every element has its own unique fate. This fate can become stronger or weaker as the host and the multiverse continue to couple.
But if a certain plane chooses to seal itself, then everything in that plane will become fixed and predictable. When that time comes, the fate of the entire plane will become predictable!
So as long as any plane does not want to become a pool of stagnant water, it must constantly integrate some outsiders, adding some variables to the plane's fate. But most of the time, whether this variable is good or bad, I'm afraid the plane's own power of fate cannot completely control it. "
Grim's body could not help but tremble as he listened to the enlightenment of this prophet.
At this moment, he seemed to understand the reason why he unexpectedly appeared in the Sorcerer World.
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