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Medissa listened to this sigh and felt a little touched. She asked: “Mrs. Fucia, my dear, I have this question in my mind. I used to think that Odin is the only Planeswalker in the world, after his death. Planeswalker’s The inheritance was also cut off. But then I realized that this is an inheritance that lasts for several years. Like you, a strong person like Tumen and Guzman maintains its existence, but why is it after the millennium? Today, will it be withered? Could it be that a Vaunde, only Lord Thane alone, is the only person who can be recognized by it?”

“You are right, half, little,” Fucia replied. “Planeswalker is so powerful, but the conditions for it are so harsh. Coupled with the silence of the gods, the power to maintain this network is already very weak. And, in fact, your Lord Thane is not the only inheritance of Planeswalker, because his appearance can only be said to be an accident.”

“what do you mean?”

“Planeswalker is a rigorous system, it can be said to be simple, because its members do not need to specialize in magic skills, incandation and gestures like the Wizards of the world, that is the command to connect to the Magic network, Planeswalker do not need commands, They are dominated by Magic networks and even higher-level networks, so wizards can only be used, and Planeswalkers can create them.”

“But it can be said to be harsh, because to become a Planeswalker, you must first have permission and what is the authority? Elf Little Princess is bloodline, which is innate and cannot be changed, so in the golden age, bloodline It is everything, the strict class determines the position of a person’s life, you are a manager (God races), or a warrior (Gold race descendant citizen (Silver Lineage), and a bug like Black Iron races is a heresy, almost with monster It’s no different from the monsters that they think are made. Look at the monsters of the bronze generation.”

“A thousand years have passed, I didn’t expect your opinion to remain unchanged, Ms. Fucia.” Medissa replied unpleasantly.

The Colossal Dragon with seven horns shook his head slowly: “You said it wrong, Little Princess, I have changed a lot. For mortals, I have no abomination. We have failed. I will not be like a slap. The old woman likes to remember the past, but this is a statement of facts, but you can’t accept it.”

“You mean Lord Thane has to become Planeswalker’s bloodline, but he’s just a normal mortal.”

“He is very special, I said. And mortals have a high degree of plasticity. This is why Mother Marsha’s plan may be successful. The golden age is brilliant, but it has also failed. The mortal is weak, but it has unlimited. Maybe they can be free from this World and one day they can become the master of this World.”

“If you think so at the time, Odin may not die because of this, the war may not break out, arrogance and prejudice have brought hatred. That many people die, how sad.”

“That’s just the possibility. It’s not a little bit. There are still a lot of things to do when mortals want to go there. But the future is awkward, every step is impossible, and even some wishful thinking, Twilight now has Will, you think it Will you really let go of the mortal world?”

“Lord Thane, he will destroy that Will.”

“But what about Lord Thane itself? To kill Twilight, he must have the highest authority to master Marsha, take the last step, climb the top of World, accept the blessings of the gods, and become the master of the crown. But ah. Little girl, order is not dead, Twilight does not die, this is a dead knot.”

Medissa is silent.

Fucia put his head on the head: “I didn’t want to discuss this with you. These stretches lasted for thousands of years of stale and rotten. The God races were arguing about it. There is no result yet, and people who have argued about it nowadays. Already one by one has fallen, leaving only a riddled world. Those great beings can’t save this world, we can have what skills and abilities, can we call ourselves a savior?”

“You are too arrogant, Ms. Fucia,” replied Medissa frowns.

The former smiled and laughed at himself: “Maybe. After Odin’s death, now I am a plasterer. I promised Odin to help the Buga people to guard the big glaciers. Now the seal of Twilight Will has been solved. After every war, It may be my last battle. Yeah, I have long wanted to see my old comrades.”

Said, the king of the evil dragon of aloof and remote actually sighed.

Medissa bowed her head and her mood looked a little low. She remembered the heroes who fought side by side with War of the Holy Saints. How many of them still stay in this world?

Like the feelings of the two, Scippamira pushed the silver arm of Silver Elf Little Princess with some worries, as if the former was to cheer up.

“Thank you, Scippamira, I don’t matter.” Medissa felt the comfort of Miss Priest and turned her back to her lightly smiled.

Miss Priest also responded with a smile in good faith.

“Mrs. Fucia,” Medissa re-raises head and asks, “So what is your opinion about summon?”