As for why the Prophet survived for more than 20 years and was not killed by the increasingly difficult monthly mandatory tasks, the Qi Le people had a vague guess, because of the Prophet's original power. The time source he holds must have had some effect on him, allowing him to circumvent, or to some extent postpone, the monthly mandatory tasks.
Among all domain holders, only the Prophet spends most of his time sleeping in the ice palace under the Judgment House. Su He also said personally, "Originally he was the one who was most likely to evade the mission sanction, if he hadn't lost the box." ".
Most of the domain-level masters from twenty-two years ago have long since disappeared. In this regard, those who were originally players are even more at a disadvantage, because their monthly mandatory tasks will only become more and more difficult, and even the use of the domain is banned. As a result, it is impossible for them to survive for twenty years. On the contrary, the Pope and the Dragon Ant Queen are the aborigines of the nightmare world. There is no such trouble. long.
The young prophet in front of him who was sitting on the swing and looking at him with a playful smile made Qi Le feel like he was in a time-lapse trance. He actually saw the prophet in this memory of the will of the world. Although the Prophet's appearance hasn't changed much in the past twenty years, his temperament is much more lively than his future self. His whole body is full of youthful detachment, and... an innocence that doesn't know the dangers of the world.
This boyish look made Qi Le people easily distinguish him from the prophet who was more than 20 years later, even though they only met twice.
"What are you doing here?" Qi Leren asked.
"Come to meet you." The prophet said with a smile.
"..."
"I'm serious, kind Miss Maria, I need your help with a task, so please help me!" The Prophet pleaded familiarly, and he put his hands together and bowed in a funny way.
"… What's up?"
"The Pope will let you go to the underground ant city later. You take me with you. I promise not to cause trouble. If you say east, I will not go west. If you tell me to jump into the pit, I will never step over it. Please, please!" Sincerely begged.
"Why don't you go by yourself?" Qi Leren asked wonderingly.
"Oh, the underground ant city is too far away, and I can't fly, so I'll just ride a donkey there. How long has it been since I arrived at the underground ant city?" The prophet looked helpless.
The future Twilight Land will have aircraft, but it seems that the current nightmare world does not have such advanced means of transportation... Wait, how will he get to the underground ant city
"So trouble you, you must take me with you. I heard that the Holy See of the Holy City has an agreement with the Dragon Ant Queen to allow a small number of people to be directly transferred to the Jinghai desert parish. You can take me with you." The prophet begged.
"How do you know I'm going to the underground ant city?" Qi Leren asked.
The prophet's bright smile froze for a second, and he suddenly asked seriously: "If I say that I can see part of the future, would you believe it?"
Qi Leren looked at him deeply, and he suddenly thought of many questions, such as why would a prophet be called a prophet
"What future do you see?"
"One has experienced a lot of suffering, a lot of sacrifices, a lot of despair, but in the end... that is a beautiful future." The prophet's expression slowly changed from pain to relief, and he finally smiled, "It's not clear yet, but I Believe what I see is true."
"So, you are still a prophet?" Qi Leren asked back.
"Okay, then you can call me the Prophet from now on." The Prophet said with a smile, pushing his nose to his face without any hesitation.
For some reason, Qi Leren actually agreed to take the prophet with him. He brought the prophet to the Temple Cathedral again and asked him to wait outside while he went in to meet the pope. This time, without waiting for the pope to speak, he took the lead and asked with a smile, "Is it about the underground ant city?"
This familiarity did not arouse the Pope's suspicion, and the Pope sighed: "I'm afraid I need you to go."
Qi Leren wanted to ask some more questions about the gap between the two worlds, but the shadow of being seen through by the Pope was still there, so he didn't dare to say anything, and quickly found an opportunity to leave.
After the first difficulty was over, the Qi Le people who walked out of the temple cathedral heaved a sigh of relief, and nodded to the prophet waiting outside with a smile: "Let's go, go to the underground ant city."
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Maria's face was his pass order in the Holy See. The Qi Le people talked and laughed with the Prophet as if nothing had happened along the way, and tested his understanding of the Holy See with a smile. The result was that the Prophet was far beyond her expectation—his understanding of religion Things are quite insightful, and he also has some knowledge of the Holy See in the nightmare world, which almost made him exposed.
"What does the world of foreigners... look like?" Qi Leren asked knowingly.
"It's more peaceful than here, but that's it. The country I live in is very peaceful, but in other parts of the world, there are also wars. People, whether they are good or evil, selfish or selfless, are Hermits are still fanatics. They all live in that world. Conflicts and disputes will never stop. But even with so many shortcomings, I still love it. I really hope that one day, I can return to my hometown... Even if Take a look, and I'm satisfied." The prophet said, and he laughed first, and the boy's innocent face finally had a haze that didn't belong to his age, "But ah... I can't go back."
"That's not necessarily the case." Qi Le people have not long entered the nightmare world, but they still have hope for the future, "Didn't you say that you saw a beautiful future?"
"Ah, it's beautiful, but... that future doesn't have me anymore." The prophet folded his hands on the back of his head, and strode forward with his head in his arms, as if he was talking about other people's affairs, "I'll give you everything that concerns me." I can't see it. Since I can clearly see that future, it is not a future that concerns me. Hey, it seems that a heroic boy like me is destined to make a big career and die young of."
Qi Leren couldn't help laughing, but after laughing, he felt sad: "Maybe, you can live longer than me."
The Prophet looked at him seriously for a while, touched his chin and shook his head and said, "I can't see it, I can't see it, it seems that we have a good relationship in the future."
Can it be bad? Mary even entrusted something as important as the scepter of hell to the prophet.
By the way, the scepter of hell.
The people of Qi Le still don't know what kind of prop it is and what its function is, but since Maria entrusted it to him solemnly and told Ning Zhou not to touch it, it must be a harmonious item. Demons and even demon kings are closely related to things.
"It's getting late, we should go to the underground ant city." The Prophet took out a pocket watch from his clothes and looked at the time. Qi Leren casually glanced at his hand, and his expression changed instantly:
He was almost about to shout "Why is this pocket watch here with you", but the moment the words came to his lips, Qi Leren, remembering that he was on a dangerous mission, swallowed the words abruptly .
You can't ask. Once you ask, the picket mechanism of the world's will will definitely notice his abnormality.
"This watch is very beautiful, can you show me?" Qi Leren asked casually.
"Hey, do you think it looks good too? I designed this myself! Look at this metal look, this slightly steampunk style, does it have a Victorian and industrial era style? It's great!" Prophet said excitedly. He took off the pocket watch and handed it to Qi Leren. When he talked about his design, his eyes lit up.
"Steampunk..." Qi Leren suddenly understood something. The steampunk style in the field of Twilight Village is actually due to the prophet's personal preference.
But why did such a pocket watch belonging to the prophet fall into the hands of Su He after more than 20 years.
That's right, the people of Qi Le have seen Su He open this pocket watch several times, in the land of dusk, in the old castle of Madame Madame, in the closed holy city...
What is the relationship between this pocket watch and the "casket" lost by the prophet? What is the relationship between the Prophet and Su He
Countless questions entangled in Qi Leren's mind, forming an inextricable thread.
He looked at the pocket watch in his hand for a long time, recalling the prophet sleeping under the ice lake, recalling the tombstone of Mary behind the dilapidated church in the village of dusk, and recalling the demon who was punished by the sword of judgment in the former site of the Holy See. Dragon... a kind of interlacing of time and space, the sorrow of fate lingers in his heart. He suddenly wanted to see Ning Zhou very much, even if he knew that when he actually met, he might not be able to say anything but just look at Ning Zhou and smile.
The people of Qi Le raised their heads, the sun in the holy city was shining brightly, there was no cloud in the blue sky, and the gentle wind was blowing from afar, carrying flower petals from the Garden of the Holy Sepulcher.
Holding his pocket watch, he couldn't help thinking of his lover who was not with him.
This gentle longing made him trek all the way, but he didn't care to take a look at the scenery.
He just wanted to get back to Ning Zhou as soon as possible.