Chapter 345 The Prophet of Freedom Won
"Even if you know, what can you do?" The old man turned his head again and looked at the dark shadow.
There was no surprise in his eyes, after all, he had already seen the answer.
Therefore, this question is also not necessary for him.
So, this is not for him.
is for Sombra.
Even if you know the answer, what can you do?
The shadow swallowed. He was just a person in charge of sending orders. He couldn't even step out of this completely enclosed small room, let alone do anything.
"Whatever you do is better than doing nothing." Sombra gritted his teeth, but suddenly calmed down. "Even if failure is the inevitable outcome, I don't want to panic and do nothing. In the emptiness, spend the last time."
Yes, this is not so much a struggle for hope, as it is a subconscious struggle before dying.
Including Su Yao, including all those who knew the ending but still did not give up.
The old man grinned open.
The smiling face on the skinny face is definitely not a good-looking smiling face.
However, in the eyes of Sombra, it is so touching.
"I have been struggling for a whole life. I have accepted the result of the failure, and I am also tired. For the rest of the time, I just want to let go of everything and die in the memory, but look at the'dark shadows' who have been with me from generation to generation. For the sake of this, let me tell you everything you want to know." The old man's expression has a kind of peace of letting go of everything.
Dying people, some are unwilling to the end, some look down on everything, and there is only peace in their hearts.
The old man is the latter.
Perhaps because he found that among the memories of his life, he remembered the most, that is, he didn't know his appearance, didn't know the real voice, and never knew the dark shadow in his heart.
He paused.
Then tell what you saw.
"Fate has been changed."
Just a few simple words made the heart of the black shadow violently beat.
Then asked a little eagerly.
"Is it a change discovered now or a change now?"
There is an absolute difference between the two.
There is a theorem about prophets.
Only prophets can change fate.
can also be understood in reverse—
If the prophet sees the destiny and does not make any influence that will change the destiny, then the destiny will surely come true.
This is why the prophet is put under house arrest. This is to seal the original butterfly in a black cage, and strictly control the occurrence and influence of the butterfly effect from the root.
but now-
"It's the latter," the old man said.
Black shadow buzzed in his mind.
this means.
This change was not caused by the elderly, but it also means that besides the elderly, there is a second destiny changer.
"Can you be sure who it is?" Sombra asked.
"What are you going to do after I know it?" The old man glanced at him and said with a smirk, "Is her in a cage like treating me? One failure is not enough?"
"You have known for a long time, there is such a prophet!" Sombra's voice was a little trembling, even he didn't know what kind of thoughts were in his mind, anger, incomprehension, and fear, he couldn't help but increase it. Loudly, "Do you know what kind of influence a prophet will have on fate? Maybe our failed fate was triggered by that prophet!"
All his emotions at this time came from his cognition.
He clearly knows the terrible influence of the Prophet.
Everyone’s warning, this airtight castle, and the knowledge and cognition based on the "butterfly effect" in my mind, and even the efforts of countless people, all prove this.
But now, there is an unknown prophet who has been wandering outside for a long time.
It's like the virus they desperately guarded has already leaked, and all the efforts were in vain.
"Hahaha."
The old man suddenly laughed, laughing loudly, even that half of his chest was constantly rising and falling mechanically, and even tears came out of his eyes.
The black shadow was just shaking, listening to the laughter silently.
This is a mockery of them.
Make useless mockery at them.
"This is the only time I have successfully deceived you." The old man seemed to have laughed enough, but still had a smile on his face, a sarcasm, "I just want to see and see if the freedom I lost is meaningful. , I want to see if a prophet who has not lost his freedom can bring the disaster you fear."
"Crazy, crazy," the black shadow murmured.
His identity represents a kind of authority, an authority that tries to control everything and put an end to all unknowns and risks as much as possible.
but now.
This authority was completely torn apart by a wandering prophet.
Everything is also torn apart.
It is fate, disaster, and the fruit of the efforts of countless people.
"Don't you want to know the result?"
The ironic smile on the old man’s face has expanded a bit, and he can conceal the secret in his heart before death, and express the ridicule and ridicule of those who have imprisoned him.
This may be the happiest time in his life.
He said what he wanted to say most.
"The result is that the prophet who lost his freedom failed, and the prophet who had freedom won!"
Won?
The black shadow trembled suddenly again.
He looked at the prophet.
The anger and fear just now were suddenly suppressed by some unspeakable surprise.
What does it mean to win?
"Although the final future is still dark, the crisis twenty-two days later has been resolved." The smile on the old man's face disappeared, replaced by a certain complex emotion.
Marvel, yearn, envy.
What he paid a huge price but was unable to do, was done by another prophet at a small price, UU reading .
Even if it was only a temporary victory, it has far surpassed her.
At least it can make those masters who bring death and despair fail once.
"Resolved?" Sombra murmured this sentence.
Surprise, gradually turned into an unspeakable touch.
Moved to be saved.
Even if the future is still dark, even if the desperate situation remains unchanged, but the date of the death penalty has been extended, and the lives of everyone including him have been extended.
There is almost no joy at any time, which can be compared with the emotion at this time.
Even, the previous fear and anger, under the mood at this time, seemed so small.
If it can save all mankind.
The prophet’s concealment, their payment was in vain, what is it?
In his heart, his gratitude and touch for another prophet has reached an unparalleled level, and there is even a small hope that he can't even determine.
(End of this chapter)