Simultaneous Travel: Becoming a Legend in the Heavens.

Chapter 209 Gears Meshing

Watching Shulahart disappear in front of him, Luke was silent for a moment and continued to move forward.

Directly facing him were the mountains of Barum.

Although it was summer now and the scene was not as snowy as he remembered, his photographic memory allowed him to find his destination accurately.

The omniscience magic was activated, and Luke felt that his consciousness was split into two, one of which controlled his body to move forward little by little, while the other's sight rose uncontrollably.

Complete magic can not only explore the recorded past, but also reach a new level of efficiency in obtaining information and observation.

Luke felt that part of his consciousness had escaped from the constraints of the world and arrived at the rushing river of time.

Ahead, countless branches of possibilities unfold before your eyes, as blurry as a kaleidoscope.

Behind him, a vague light flickered and guided him. It was the time axis recorded by Shulahat.

Part of Luke's consciousness turned around and began to observe in reverse time, to get a full glimpse of the truth of all things. At the same time, his real body walked into the mountains and used flying magic to fly to his destination.

Time kept going backwards, and in the constantly changing light and shadow, Luke saw Shulahart erecting a tombstone for the Demon King not far from here, holding a bouquet of flowers and placing them in front of the tomb.

"The demons will not perish, just as we will always be hostile to humans, but this meaningless situation will come to an end. I will abide by the agreement and fulfill your long-cherished wish."

The picture changes and time moves forward.

On the morning when the brave team set out, a soft and gentle voice sounded in the waiting driver's heart.

[We've been waiting for a long time, let's go, everyone is here. ]

The impatient driver swung the whip in his hand, and the horses galloped at the will of their masters, driving the carriage and silencing Fulilian's words.

The scene continued to change. After witnessing the monarchs of various countries signing a peace treaty, the Hero of the South suddenly felt a warning in his heart, and his sharp eyes looked straight in one direction.

"The Saint of the End, Todd, a great demon left over from the previous generation, has spent hundreds of years brewing a curse on the planet..."

Without hesitation, he went straight to defeat the Last Saint, but he had no place to put the opponent's curse, so he could only accept the curse in its entirety.

[Your story can end now. Please help me persuade him one last time.]

The ability of the cursed and afflicted Southern Brave suddenly went out of control. His future vision was activated over and over again, and his perspective got closer and closer to God until it was completely changed.

Although he is still a kind and brave man, his thinking has been completely changed.

"No conflicts can occur. Everything is the best arrangement."

He whispered some mechanical words, and the Hero of the South endured the erosion of the curse and blocked Lu Ke's way.

……

Lu Ke, high in the sky, stopped in front of a mountain, his eyes looking from top to bottom, finally falling on the entrance of a hidden and narrow cave.

That's where he was born.

The omniscience magic continues, and the picture keeps moving forward.

Taking the still-boy Xinmeier with her, Fulilian came to the trading city of Barum, searching for something, with a hint of surprise in her tone.

"I followed the source of the fluctuations and came back here."

"Sure enough, Barum is the key location? Luke has been watched by someone, I should warn him."

[I don't mind your pursuit, but you are not allowed to tell him.]

A narrator-like voice pronounced judgment.

Fulilian was in a trance for a moment, "Oh, by the way, I'm here to send this child back to the orphanage."

She took Xin Mei'er's hand and walked towards the direction of Campbell Mansion in her memory.

……

Lu Ke walked closer to the cave. This place was not suitable for human habitation. After more than two hundred years, there had been almost no changes.

The scene moves forward to the climax of the war between nations, a bloody history unfolds, war breaks out, countless people die, and cries resound throughout the land.

[I'm tired of the same old life. I can start a new story to pass the time. ]

The monarchs of various countries declared war as if they were possessed by a demon. The desire for war grew stronger and stronger. Although peace had just been achieved, no one was willing to be content.

They started to attack other countries for power and status, and would not stop until they were beaten to a bloody pulp.

In this bloody storm, a young man who longed to become a magician looked at his family members lying in a pool of blood with despair on their faces.

At this moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he saw his future self defeating powerful enemies one after another, achieving one goal after another, and finally bringing peace to the world.

"I, I am the Hero of the South?"

The young man murmured something, his eyes became firm, then he stood up, picked up the sword, and walked towards the distance step by step.

Moving forward, Luke cremated Trela's body in a sea of ​​flowers, took away some of the ashes, and set up a protective barrier.

"I'll come back to see you."

He said and left with his suitcase.

The field of vision moved forward and expanded, and a figure whose shape and appearance could not be seen clearly and who had no sense of existence was watching all this on the top of a mountain not far away. It seemed that there were some emotional changes, and there were barely detectable fluctuations.

A moment later, Fulilian, who had been practicing the technique of gathering magic power for a thousand years, came chasing after him with a look of confusion on her face.

"Who is it?"

The scene moves forward to the interior of the Demon King's Castle.

Luke held the wisteria wood staff against Golden Country Mahat's chest, and the demon-killing magic gathered into a dangerous light.

"Shut up and use your magic!"

The curiosity of the strongest of the Seven Bengxian swelled to the extreme, and he couldn't help but say, "Tell me, tell me."

[If you want to know this, dig out your heart, and you will get the answer you want. ]

An unknown voice sounded in my heart.

As if bewitched, Mahat's right claw turned into gold, then pierced through his chest, dug out his heart, and looked at the expression on Luke's face.

“So you’ll have this kind of expression.”

He felt a little satisfied, yet a little regretful. He clearly wanted to see more, so why did he choose to eat the main meal now?

But never mind, this is fine.

Mahat's body turned into pure magic and disappeared on the spot, leaving Luke looking at the next door in despair and anger.

The scene moves forward, and Luke, who is activating future vision, frowns as he explores the possibilities of the future.

In addition to the obsessed and crazy self, the self who chose to accompany others, and the self who believed in himself, he also saw a possibility.

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With this possibility, Luke believed in the goddess, deciphered the complete holy scripture, and finally took off the mirror lotus ring in his hand, destroyed the two statues of Trela ​​and himself, embarked on a new path, and started a new life.

Goddess, goddess!
Forward, Luke is sitting on the roof of the old Campbell House.

He looked at the moon and his vision became blurry.

Next to him was Amir, who was lying on a small table, gradually losing his life.

"Parting is a compulsory course for elves."

Luke gently laid his friend's body flat, combed his hair, straightened his clothes, carried him down from the roof, and then notified his two relatives.

In the distance, an indistinct and non-existent figure was also watching this scene, causing slight fluctuations as well, but the sad elf did not notice.

A few days later, Fulilian, who had been searching all the way, came again with a frown on her face.

"who is it?"

The scene flashes forward to the first day of Luke and Trela's marriage.

Fulilian, who had left for something, returned to the mansion. She was no longer lazy and indifferent as usual. She looked at Luke with a puzzled look on her face and asked a question. "Luke, do you know who your biological father is?"

Luke shook his head in confusion, "I don't know, Lanis never mentioned it to me."

Fulilian: "You didn't ask?"

Luke: "I thought elves were emotionally indifferent. She probably met a male elf, lived with him for a while, and gave birth to me after they separated."

"Elves are indeed emotionally indifferent and have low desires, but since we are able to have children, we shouldn't be separated so easily."

Fulilian hesitated for a moment, then gave up thinking.

The scene moves forward to the wedding day.

Trela, wearing a starlight wedding dress, kicked open the door of the dressing room. When she saw Luke in his groom's suit, her face turned red, then stern again.

"Remake him up, make him darker, and make his facial features stronger!"

After she left, Fulilian, who was ready to be the bridesmaid and present the rings to the two of them during the ceremony, suddenly looked around and handed the ring to Luke.

"You guys can exchange the rings later. I have something else to do and can't go."

The field of vision lengthened, and an unknown figure from a high place looked at the wedding scene indifferently and majestically. He seemed to be in a trance, and unconsciously revealed a trace of imperceptible fluctuations.

A few seconds later, Flillian, who used flying magic, arrived at the scene and looked at the figure's pointed ears with a shocked tone.

"who are you?"

The moment she opened her mouth, the figure reacted as if waking up from a dream and disappeared on the spot like bubbles in the sun.

Only Fulilian, whose face gradually became solemn, was left. "It is impossible that there is no leakage of magic power at all."

"The elves that will appear at Luke's wedding..."

The scene moves forward and Lanis says goodbye to Luke.

"The life span of an elf is nearly infinite. You will soon find that this continent is very small. We will meet again one day."

Lu Ke behind him hesitated for a moment and said, "Be careful on the road and take care of yourself."

He added, "Mother."

Lanis, with her back to him, paused.

The view turned to the front, and the elf's beautiful face was slightly distorted, but all the emotions were perfectly controlled.

She raised her hand and waved, then continued to walk forward.

The scene moves forward, and Lu Ke, who is still a child, lies weakly on the bed, his face abnormally flushed, his breathing disordered, and his clothes soaked with sweat.

Lanis took back the useless healing magic in her hand, walked out the door, looked at everything expressionlessly, frowned and said nothing.

Amir rushed into Lu Ke's room with a wooden sword in his hand. When he saw how sick Lu Ke was, he was so frightened that he started crying loudly.

"Luke, hold on and don't die! I'll find a monk for you!"

He ran straight to his mother's room crying.

After a while, Ms. Luo Yin, who was extremely anxious, rushed into the room with a monk. Under the monk's treatment, the blush on Lu Ke's face gradually faded.

Lanis watched all this quietly, neither stopping nor helping.

The scene moves forward, into darkness.

Luke's body was cold. He hadn't been fed for two days and was in a daze. He was dying and felt like he was about to start all over again.

Lanis, who was squatting outside, tossed the fruit in her hand back and forth, and when she felt that the time was about up, she walked into the cave.

The baby, who was trying his best to stay alive and in a semi-comatose state, made her show some disappointment and relief.

"Not dead yet..."

She looked at the elf cub with his eyes closed, her tone a little complicated.

After pulling Lu Ke back from the brink of death, she smiled.

"I brought you some food, but it seems like the cub can't eat fruit yet, so I'll have to do it for you."

The picture moves forward one last time.

The elf cub stared blankly at the beautiful woman with pointy ears and short green hair in front of him, then looked down at his own chubby little hands and calves with a confused look in his eyes.

Then, he heard the person in front of him sigh.

"Jet black hair and brown eyes, not at all elf-like."

Magical light illuminated the cave, and Lanis smiled at him.

“But they do look alike.”

……

The magic of omniscience ceased to work, and the two consciousnesses merged into one.

Lu Ke stopped at the entrance of the cave, his body trembling due to the intense emotional fluctuations, and his humanity began to revive little by little.

He had known for a long time that there was something wrong with Lanis.

One day after the wedding, Fulilian's words had already made him realize that something was wrong, and he could also find the problem by carefully recalling the clues in his daily life.

The most obvious one is the battle in Demon King's Castle.

When Miracle Graosam, one of the Seven Sages of the Collapse, was constructing a dream, everyone was present except Lanis. When he took the initiative to ask about it, it directly led to the collapse of the magic.

When the magic of the Seven Collapse Sages, which was close to a miracle, could not bear the sight of a fake person appearing in his dream, he knew that there was something wrong with Lanis, but because of their past friendship, he kept this doubt in his heart.

I didn't expect that everything was a lie from the beginning.

If betrayal is divided into levels, being betrayed by someone close to you is undoubtedly the highest level.

Endless anger surged, and when the emotions reached their climax, Lu Ke felt that his consciousness seemed to have broken through a layer of shackles and continued to rise.

It was a completely different feeling from future vision, as if being soaked in a hot spring and returning to one’s most primitive self.

A gray fog and several hazy figures suddenly appeared before my eyes.

This is probably the power that Shulahart feels he can use to fight against the goddess?

"If it's a golden finger, isn't it a little too late?"

Lu Ke took a deep breath, and a rosewood staff appeared in his hand. He calmed himself down and walked towards the mysterious space.

As he stepped into the space, two figures appeared beside him. One of them had a muscular build and a strange posture, and the other had dyed yellow hair and wore home clothes, looking casual.

A young man who was probably about fourteen years old looked at the three of them, his eyes shining as if he had seen some rare treasure, and pounced on them with his fangs and claws bared.

……

Lu Ke opened his eyes, feeling all kinds of surging forces, and slowly walked into the cave.

The magic light in his hand illuminates this place, just like before.

Amid the interweaving shadows of light and dark, a figure slowly emerged.

"Shulahat really likes to play tricks, but I can't blame him. After all, he is the holder of the omniscient magic. The more he knows, the easier it is for his brain to break down."

The familiar elf turned around and gave him a bright smile.

"Long time no see, Luke."

"Like I said, we'll see each other again someday."

(End of this chapter)