Volume 4: The Cataclysm Chapter 188 Duel
The Hermit looks like an ordinary middle-aged human.
His legs must have been lost in the battle with the Dark Phantom, so he can only walk with a pair of crutches.
But that doesn't make him look weak at all.
Marvin felt a powerful aura from him. He was like a long-dormant beast, seemingly without fire, but as long as something ignited him, he could still burst out with great power.
Being able to survive from the distant barbaric era to the present day, his bloodline should be a high-level bloodline among the immortal species even in the former alien dimension.
Once a person lives long enough, he will naturally see a lot of things. Even the dumbest person may become a wise man, not to mention that some people are naturally smart.
According to Marvin's understanding, the hermit stayed in the Underdark to guard the seal of the Eternal Frozen Spring.
He hates the Dark Phantom Clan because they will destroy his world.
He had no feelings for Fenan, but he didn't want to see the dark ghost wreaking havoc on this land.
But now, the attitude he displayed was a little strange.
…
Marvin hesitated for a moment, but finally said calmly: "No matter what, someone has to stop it."
"I hope I can get your help."
The hermit looked at Marvin meaningfully and said, "Young man, have you ever thought that disasters will never be eradicated? When you save the world once, you may find that the next crisis is imminent."
"You can't save everyone by yourself - besides, it's not your responsibility."
"Why don't those who disrupt order solve these problems themselves? If the Cosmic Magic Pool still exists, the seal of the Everfreeze Spring will not be damaged at all. The power of the Night King will not fade either."
Marvin's expression also became a little strange.
He knew some inside information, especially after Ambella invaded his dream, he had a conversation with Lance.
It was from that conversation that he learned that it was actually Lance's idea for the gods to attack the Cosmic Demon Pool!
There was thorn in the hermit's words, and he obviously knew this.
He was actually directly accusing Fenan’s God of Creation?
Marven frowned slightly: "Do you think someone is taking advantage of me?"
The hermit shook his head: "I don't know your origins, but I think only those who have experienced despair can have an extraordinary mind."
"Of course I can lend you the sword to slay demons, but I see something in you that is... hard to describe."
"So I can't help but remind you: You may think some things are a gift, but to others, you are just a pawn."
"You should think more about the meaning of life."
Hearing this, Marvin suddenly laughed:
“Before I think about the meaning of life, I have to think about survival.”
"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 even if it is for the sake of myself and the people around me to survive, I must go all out and fight in this era of catastrophe."
"As for the meaning of life, I think it will come out naturally when everything settles down."
The hermit smiled indifferently, as if he regarded Marvin as a hot-blooded young man.
He didn't want to say more and just handed a huge box to Marvin.
What's in the box is the sword that can slay demons.
From the hermit's calm words, Marvin learned its usage.
This weapon was made by the Hermit with the power of the entire world before his world was destroyed.
It has a usage limit. Currently, it has two usage limits left. When the usage limit is reached, the Demon-Slaying Sword will eventually disintegrate.
After Marvin
The harsh conditions for using the Sword of Demon Subduing make it more difficult to kill the final Ghost Mother.
No wonder the Hermit was not optimistic about Marvin’s actions.
But he finally lent the weapon to Marvin. Why?
Marvin did not ask the question out loud, but performed the ceremony respectfully and left the Quiet Valley.
Soon, the hermit and the toad were the only ones left in the valley.
"A young fool, isn't he?"
Toad whispered as he watched Marvin leave.
The hermit shook his head slowly.
"If he was really a fool, why would I lend him the Demon-Slaying Sword?"
"This kid is interesting. He speaks righteously, but he may not mean it in his heart."
"Wait until everything is settled? What a big tone. I suddenly feel like after sitting there for thousands of years, something interesting is finally going to happen."
The Toad looked at the Hermit in confusion.
The latter chuckled and said, "Everyone wants to break out of the cage."
"This world is doomed, because even the God of Creation wants to destroy this world and live freely for himself."
"But he knew he couldn't do it, so he could only rely on the help of others. But he found that others couldn't do it either, so he simply looked for people from another world."
"That kid comes from another world, so he doesn't have Fenan's mark, just like me back then. He is the only variable in the whole chess game. Lance feels that everything is under control, but at least for now, it seems that his calculations may not all go as he wishes."
"You know, some chess pieces are incredibly stubborn. Even if they get hurt, they will still clear away all the haze on the chessboard."
"When the chess pieces become chess players, it will not be easy for anyone to overturn the chessboard."
Toad showed a very sincere look: "To be honest, I don't understand."
The hermit smiled dumbly and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't understand."
"At times like these, we outsiders should just watch the show."
…
Marvin's footsteps were silent and his movements were as fast as a shadow.
But the hermit's words were still echoing in his mind.
Those words did touch him.
Lance must have had a purpose in bringing him to Fenan World; Marvin still hadn't figured out what that purpose was.
As for the chess piece, Ma Wen could only say self-deprecatingly: Being a chess piece is better than continuing to be a disabled person.
At least, there is still hope.
Where there is hope, there are endless possibilities.
Lance and the gods, layer upon layer of conspiracy or overt scheme, he was not qualified to think about these things at all.
He was very clear about one thing: only when his strength could influence the universe, would he be qualified to consider these things.
Otherwise there is no point at all.
The hermit's words might have been well-intentioned, but in Marvin's opinion, it was too early.
The best way is to stop thinking about these messy things and work hard to improve your own strength.
Of course, not thinking about it does not mean ignoring it; on the contrary, Marvin's mind is very clear.
Everyone's actions are not without reason, they are all driven by interests.
If one day, everything comes to light, Marvin will not be afraid even if he has to become an enemy of Lance.
Because by that time, he will definitely grow to a level that even Lance can't imagine!
This is Marvin's confidence in himself and also his requirement for himself.
…
Three days later, in the northern part of Rosen Fortress Group.
In a small fortress.
On the duel field, the two groups were on the verge of a fight.
"Raven, have you really thought it through?"
"Even if you win, you won't be able to get that seat; of course, looking at the comparison of strengths, you can't win."
"Our Ruby Fortress is originally a small fortress. What you want is too far away from you. Unless you consider my previous proposal..."
A middle-aged underground human looked greedily at Riven and the equally graceful female drow beside her, swallowed his saliva and said:
"How about we join forces, you help me get that position, and we share everything?"
The people around him started to make a fuss at the same time, responding to the leader's remarks.
He has more people, about three times as many as Riven.
This time, in order to consolidate his control over the Ruby Fortress, he also spared no effort to win over troops from other fortresses, in order to capture Riven and her group in one fell swoop.
In his opinion, this was not a difficult task, as he was a favored one with the blessing of the Dark Dragon God.
Riven and the others had been abandoned by the gods and there was no way they could compete with him.
The reason why he spoke up to persuade them was that he didn't want the Ruby Fortress to become weak due to internal friction.
But before Riven could speak, the female drow beside her stood up, her tone was extremely cold:
"Why so much nonsense?"
"We agreed that the duel will decide the winner, and whoever loses gets to leave. Can we talk about the rest after the fight? You're really annoying."
The middle-aged man's expression immediately turned extremely ugly.
