When Fangzheng opened his eyes again, they had arrived at an endless grassland.
It was dawn. If the information Erya gave them was correct, then in six hours, a huge disaster would occur here. It would cause the death of 130 million people, and at the same time … .bring about a completely different transformation to the world.
And now, Fangzheng and the rest had come here to stop all this.
"Are you all ready?"
Fangzheng turned around and looked at Kuang San and Itsuno behind him. Both of them looked a little nervous. Especially Kuang San. His face, which always had an elegant smile, looked serious and solemn at this moment.
"You know what to do, but before we officially start, I have to remind you of one thing."
"What is it? Mr. Fangzheng? "
Looking at the grassland around them, Kuang San looked a little anxious, but he forced himself to calm down and looked at Fangzheng. As for Fangzheng, he shrugged and looked at the duo.
"Well, first of all, I have to tell you one thing …. Don't underestimate the continuity of time."
"Continuity?"
"It's simple."
Looking at the puzzled Itsuno and Kuang San, Fangzheng stretched out a finger.
"We've returned to the past from the future, and for this past, our future is certain and certain. At least in the future you're in, Kuang San and Itsuno have turned you two into Elves. This is a fait accompli. So, don't think that we can stop all this just by destroying the other party's plan. "
"That's why you asked me to choose this time period?"
Hearing Fangzheng's explanation, Kuang San frowned and asked. Previously, after "accumulating enough" time, her original proposal was to go back to half a year before the explosion. This way, they would have enough time to eliminate the three culprits. Even if they failed, they would have a chance to start over. But Fangzheng rejected Kuang San's suggestion. Instead, he chose the most radical time period — six hours before the big explosion 30 years ago.
"That's right, indeed. With our abilities, killing three mortal magicians can be said to be as easy as flipping one's hand. But there's no evidence that the world line will change because of their deaths. "
As he spoke, Fangzheng spread his hands.
"Take note. For us, the important thing is — 30 years ago, these three psychopaths created a disaster in order to create the Elves, and then the original Elves appeared. After a series of events, she split her power and turned it into soul crystals for you, Kuang San, and Itsuno to turn you two into Elves … Of course, the same goes for the unreliable Jaeon Two Yaas and Gou Heikoto Kotori. So, the important thing is … "
As he said that, Fangzheng gently swiped his finger forward.
"Thirty years later, you Elves still exist in this world. But this doesn't mean that the process in between is the same. Indeed, in our known history, the appearance of the Elves is related to the three magicians, but this doesn't mean anything. But that doesn't mean anything. Even if we killed them a few years earlier, or even destroyed all their manuscripts and documents, fate might have played a big joke on us. For example, they might have an apprentice who inherited their research, or some random passerby might have accidentally picked up a record that we might have accidentally forgotten …. "
Fangzheng shrugged.
"You know, this world is full of all kinds of accidents. Maybe no matter how much we do, we can only change the process, but we can't change the result of 'the Elves will appear 30 years later'."
"… So, everything we've done is useless?"
Hearing this, Itsuno asked timidly. Kuang San shook her head.
"I don't care, Mr. Fangzheng. You know what I'm here for."
"Well, I'm just giving you a heads-up."
Fangzheng, of course, knew that Kuang San didn't care about the continuity of history and time. What she wanted to do was to change the fact that she had killed her friends and other innocent people with her own hands.
For Kuang San, that was the most important thing.
"In fact, we're here precisely because the process can be changed … There are countless futures in history, but each has its cause and foundation. And we're here to destroy this foundation. "
That's right. According to the information Fangzheng obtained from the second sub-angel, before the Big Bang, the three magicians were not ordinary people who could use some weak magic. But after the Big Bang, they developed the Field of Casualty and became powerful magicians.
In other words, the emergence of the Field of Casualty was closely related to the Big Bang.
The essence of the Big Bang was that the three magicians used their tactics to condense the magic of the world and materialize it.
What Fangzheng wanted to do was to destroy this "foundation".
As he said, even if he killed the three magicians, fate was likely to fix the future in another way. But there was a way to change this.
At the most critical part of the ritual, when the magic was completely condensed, Fangzheng would destroy this tactic, then turn the magic into firewood and burn it.
In this way, the world would change from a "low-magic world" to a "non-magic world". Without the foundation of "magic", no matter how hard fate worked, it would be impossible to create an extraordinary existence like the "Elves" again.
That was why Fangzheng chose this time to come here.
"Kuang San, Si Nai, you must listen to my orders in a moment. You must not have the slightest bit of hesitation, understand?"
Although he didn't know if things would go smoothly, Fangzheng still gave the order just in case. Kuang San and Minato Minato looked at each other and nodded.
"Okay, no problem."
"I'll do my best … Mr. Fangzheng …"
Time ticked by.
When the sun was high in the sky at noon, three figures appeared on the plains.
In front of them was a circular device — a magic furnace.
It was a powerful device that could absorb the magic from the sky to the earth, and even from all things, and condense it.
Next, as long as they chanted the Elven Tactic, they could concentrate the magic of the whole world on a single point and create a new life.
And with the birth of the Elves, a new world that shrouded the real world would take shape.
That was the future that the magicians longed for.
A world that belonged to them.
"It's starting …"
Hiding in the shadows, Kuang San's voice trembled as he watched everything in front of him. Fangzheng narrowed his eyes and stared at the device. He could feel that a huge amount of magic was gradually condensing in the direction of the magic furnace, compressing and taking shape. Accompanied by the chant, the magic around the magic furnace turned into a dazzling light and began to spin.
But it was not enough …
Fangzheng clenched his fists and hid in the shadows. Beside him, Kuang San's body was trembling slightly. Sensing Kuang San's nervousness, Fangzheng stretched out his hand and held her shoulder.
"Don't be nervous, Kuang San. Remember. We have zero time particles, which means that we have countless chances to change everything. If we don't succeed this time, there will be a next time, so … you don't have to force yourself too much, it might backfire. "
"Phew … Thank you, Mr. Fangzheng."
Hearing Fangzheng's words, Kuang San closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Her stiff expression softened a lot.
"I'll act according to the plan."
"Very good. Remember, one second after I make my move, you immediately go and kill the three magicians. Don't hesitate, don't talk nonsense, just kill them, then take the four Baktun and be vigilant of the surrounding situation to prevent any accidents. No matter what I want you to do, just do it, understand? "
"Okay."
At this moment, the roar of the magic furnace was getting louder and louder. Fangzheng felt that an incomparably huge amount of magic was condensing and was about to reach the critical point. The three Magicians seemed to have noticed this as well, and they revealed expressions of excitement and joy as they watched everything unfold.
Then, the leading magician raised his hands.
"Now!"
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