The Hermit looked like an ordinary, middle-aged man.
He must have lost his legs in the battle with the Dark Wraith, so he could only walk with a pair of crutches.
But this did not make him look weak at all.
Ma Wen could sense a powerful aura from him. He was like a beast that had been silent for a long time. He seemed to have lost his fire, but as long as something was ignited, he could still explode with great power.
To be able to survive from the distant barbaric era until now, his bloodline should be a high-level one even in the previous dimension.
Once a person lived for too long, they could naturally see many things. Even the stupidest person could become a wise person, not to mention some people were very smart to begin with.
According to Ma Wen's understanding, the Hermit stayed in the Underdark to guard the seal of the Eternally Frozen Spring.
He hated the Dark Wraith clan to the core because they would destroy his world.
He did not have any feelings for Fernand, but he did not want to see the Dark Wraith wreak havoc on this land.
But now, his attitude was a little strange.
…
Ma Wen hesitated for a moment, but finally said calmly, "No matter what, someone has to stop it."
"I hope to get your help."
The Hermit looked at Ma Wen meaningfully. "Young man, have you ever thought that disasters will never disappear? When you save the world once, it's very likely that the next crisis is imminent. "
"You can't save everyone by yourself. Besides, this is not your responsibility."
"Why don't those who destroy the order solve these problems themselves? If the Universal Magic Pool still exists, the seal of the Eternally Frozen Spring will not be damaged at all. The power of the Night Lord will not fade either. "
Ma Wen's expression became a little strange.
He knew some inside information, especially the conversation he had with Lance after Annabella invaded his dream.
It was from that conversation that he learned that it was Lance's idea for the gods to attack the Universal Magic Pool!
The Hermit's words were sharp, and he obviously knew this.
He was actually criticizing Fernand's God of Creation?
Ma Wen frowned slightly. "Do you think someone is using me?"
The Hermit shook his head. "I don't know where you came from, but I'm sure you're someone who's experienced despair. Only then would you have an extraordinary will."
"Of course I can lend you the Demon Subduing Sword, but I see something … indescribable in you."
"So, I can't help but remind you that some things may be a gift to you, but to others, you are just a chess piece."
"You should think more about the meaning of life."
Hearing this, Ma Wen suddenly smiled.
"Before thinking about the meaning of life, I have to think about survival first."
"You're right. Some things are not my responsibility, but someone has to step up and do it, right?"
"I may not be a very noble person, but for the sake of myself and the people around me, I must fight with all my might in this era of catastrophe."
"As for the meaning of life, I want to wait for the dust to settle, and the truth will naturally come to light."
The Hermit smiled faintly, seemingly treating Ma Wen as a hot-blooded youth.
He didn't want to say too much and directly handed a large box to Ma Wen.
Inside the box was the Demon Subduing Sword.
From the Hermit's calm words, Ma Wen understood how to use it.
This weapon was created by the Hermit before the destruction of his world, by gathering the power of the entire world.
It had a limited number of uses. Currently, it only had two uses left, and when the number of uses was up, the Demon Subduing Sword would disintegrate.
After understanding how to use it, Ma Wen's expression became even more serious.
The harsh conditions to use the Demon Subduing Sword made it even more difficult to kill Hariti.
No wonder the Hermit didn't think Ma Wen's operation would succeed.
But in the end, he still lent the weapon to Ma Wen. Why?
Ma Wen didn't ask this question. Instead, he respectfully bowed and left the tranquil valley.
Soon, only the Hermit and the toad were left in the valley.
"What a young fool, isn't he?"
The toad muttered as it watched Ma Wen's departing figure.
The Hermit slowly shook his head.
"If he really was a fool, why would I lend him the Demon Subduing Sword?"
"That kid is a bit interesting. He speaks righteously, but that might not be what he's thinking. "
"Wait until the dust settles? What a big tone. I suddenly feel like after sitting here for several thousand years, something interesting is finally about to happen. "
The toad looked at the Hermit in confusion.
The latter chuckled. "Everyone wants to break out of their cage."
"This world is already doomed because even the Creator God wants to destroy it so that he can roam freely."
"But he knows that he can't do it, so he can only borrow the power of others. But he found that others can't do it either, so he decided to find someone from another world. "
"That kid came from another world, so he doesn't have Fernand's imprint. This is the same as me back then. He's the only variable in the entire chess game. Lance feels that everything is under his control, but at least for now, it seems that his plan won't go as he wishes. "
"You should know that some chess pieces are unbelievably stubborn. Even if they break their heads and bleed, they will still sweep away all the fog on the chessboard."
"When the time comes, the chess pieces will become the players, and it won't be easy for anyone to overturn the chessboard."
The toad revealed an extremely sincere expression. "To be honest, I don't understand."
The Hermit laughed. "It's fine if you don't understand."
"At a time like this, we outsiders can just watch the show."
…
Ma Wen's footsteps were silent, and his movements were as swift as a shadow.
However, the Hermit's words were still echoing in his mind.
It wasn't that those words didn't move him.
Lance must have had a reason for bringing him to Fernand's world, but what was that reason? Ma Wen still couldn't figure it out.
As for being a chess piece, Ma Wen could only mock himself: being a chess piece is better than being a cripple.
At the very least, he still had hope.
Where there was hope, there were endless possibilities.
Lance and the gods, as well as layers upon layers of conspiracies and overt plots, were things that he didn't have the qualifications to think about.
He was very clear that only when his strength could affect the universe would he have the qualifications to think about these things.
Otherwise, it would be meaningless.
The Hermit's words might have been out of good intentions, but it was still too early for Ma Wen to think about it.
Not thinking about these messy things and working hard to increase his strength was the way to go.
Of course, not thinking about it didn't mean ignoring it. On the contrary, Ma Wen's mind was very clear.
Everyone's actions weren't without reason. They were all driven by benefits.
If one day, everything came to light, even if he had to become enemies with Lance, Ma Wen wouldn't be afraid.
Because at that time, he would definitely grow to a level that even Lance couldn't imagine!
This was Ma Wen's confidence in himself, and it was also his request.
…
Three days later, north of the Rosen Stronghold.
In a small stronghold.
On the dueling field, two groups of people were at each other's throats.
"Rui Wen, have you really thought about it?"
"Even if you win, you can't get that seat. Of course, looking at the comparison of strength, you can't win."
"Our Ruby Stronghold is a small stronghold. What you want is too far away from you. Unless you consider my previous proposal … "
A middle-aged underground human looked greedily at Rui Wen and the similarly graceful female drow beside her. He swallowed his saliva and said, "Let's join forces.
You help me sit in that seat, and we'll share everything. How about it? "
The people around him were in unison, echoing the leader's words.
He had more people, about three times the number of Rui Wen.
This time, in order to consolidate his control over the Ruby Stronghold, he didn't hesitate to rope in the troops of other strongholds in order to take down Rui Wen's group in one fell swoop.
In his opinion, this wasn't a difficult task. He was blessed by the Dark Dragon God and was favored by the gods.
Rui Wen and the others had been abandoned by the gods and couldn't compete with him.
The reason why he spoke up was because he didn't want the Ruby Stronghold to become weak because of internal friction.
But before Rui Wen could speak, the female drow beside her had already stood up. Her tone was unusually cold.
"Why are you talking so much nonsense?"
"Didn't we agree to duel to determine the winner? Whoever loses has to scram, and we can talk about the rest after the fight? You're really annoying. "
The middle-aged man's face immediately became extremely ugly.
…
Although it was already past twelve o 'clock, this chapter was still counted as yesterday. The fifth chapter was completed!
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