There were many elves, and they walked slowly together in a circle.
They were surrounded by elves, their bodies bearing wounds, but their eyes filled with unwavering determination.
They were all Elven warriors from Xin'an who had chosen to fight back on their own initiative.
Diefang's attention was entirely focused on the top of Xiaofangying's head.
Little Black was yawning and looking at the sky with utter boredom, contemplating his long life as a dragon.
With something on her mind, Diefang naturally focused on her master's friend, Xiao Hei.
The purple-haired girl subtly approached the black-haired little girl, and then... she looked at the dark mass on the little girl's head with a strange expression.
The sound is transmitted to the ear.
"Sister Xiao Hei, didn't you say you'd tell us about Master's past if we did well? The four of us defended the battlefield below."
Xiao Hei paused for a moment, its tiny dragon head slightly raised, looking in Die Fang's direction.
The man and the dragon stared at each other...
I don't know how much time passed.
Xiao Hei stood up and flew directly onto Die Fang's head.
It let her purple hair sway wildly, turning the top of Diefang's head into a bird's nest.
Diefang: For Master's sake, I endured it.
At this moment, Xiao Hei suddenly remembered Haotian's mission.
That is, during this trial, to appropriately leave some hints about Haotian's fate in the minds of Diefang and the others.
Xiao Hei was a little stumped; how much of a hint should she give?
Looking around blankly...
Diefang sent another telepathic message to Xiaohei: "Sister Xiaohei, can you speak?"
Meanwhile, Diefang looked on with anticipation, because this was one of the few legitimate opportunities she had to inquire about her master's past.
A moment later, Xiao Hei's clear voice rang in Diefang's mind.
"Can you see that elf with a missing arm three hundred meters ahead?"
Xiao Hei was only communicating telepathically to Die Fang; the others were unaware of their conversation. Die Fang heard Xiao Hei's words and naturally looked over.
With a determined gaze and covered in wounds, the most serious being his severed arm, he was a warrior from the Xin'an tribe of the elves.
What happened to him? Could it be related to Master's incident?
Although Diefang was puzzled, she didn't ask. Out of politeness, she chose to answer Xiaohei's question first.
So Xiao Hei felt Die Fang's head sway slightly up and down, which meant that she was responding.
Then Xiao Hei continued to transmit his voice.
"Do you see that one-eyed, strong-looking elf carrying a knife, about 300 meters to the left?"
Upon hearing this, Diefang looked over and saw it... then nodded.
Xiao Hei yawned slightly.
Seeing that Xiao Hei had stopped asking, Diefang began to inquire, "Sister Xiao Hei, what is their connection to Master's story?"
Xiao Hei gently tapped Die Fang's head with her paw.
Diefang only felt a little itchy.
"Yes and no. When a living being breaks through to a certain level, it can resonate with the world. Generally, it can see through the past of an ordinary living being at a glance, and some can even slightly predict the future of an ordinary living being."
That one-armed elf, whose entire family—wife and children—died on the battlefield, embarked on this counterattack with the determination to die, despite the fatal wound of losing an arm.
The blind elf, who was originally alone, lost everything in his childhood. His last friend also died on the battlefield a few days ago. His journey here is both revenge and death.
What do you think their future will be like?
The purple-haired girl stared blankly into space.
Having lost loved ones and close friends, and suffering severe injuries, they resolutely embarked on the road to the battlefield.
The thought of certain death...
Did they want to... die on the battlefield and end their lives?
Diefang quickly told Xiaohei her thoughts.
Xiao Hei chuckled softly upon hearing this.
"That's right, I can see their future, but no matter what the future holds, their lives will end on this battlefield, which means... their fate is sealed and cannot be changed."
Even if we paid special attention to them on this battlefield and saved them, their hearts were still dead. Even if they didn't die at the hands of the enemy, they would die from their own guilt, that is, from their own hands.
Diefang listened quietly.
Although her master wasn't discussed, she gleaned some knowledge from it in an instant.
That is... once a living being breaks through to a certain level, it can see through the past and even the future of ordinary living beings at a glance.
So, did their master... foresee their future from the very beginning?
One more thing...
Their fate was sealed, beyond their control; their hearts determined their destiny… Were they destined to die on this battlefield…?
What does it mean? What is it implying?
Diefang's heart couldn't help but race; she had a guess she dared not think about.
The topic originated from the story of her master, but Xiao Hei did not talk about her master. Instead, she talked about two beings who were destined to die in her eyes.
Diefang couldn't help but ask Xiaohei, "Are they destined to die? Is there no way to save them, no way to defy this so-called predetermined fate?"
"Yes, of course there is. For them... of course there is. What is dead is their heart. As long as they rebuild their bonds, the bonds of the world will revive their hearts and change their predetermined fate."
As Xiao Hei spoke, her eyes suddenly deepened, recalling the past, she had thought the same way.
In the beginning, in order to keep her friend, she even lost her mind due to the dragon's greed, trying to impregnate him and make him an inseparable bond in this world.
Before Diefang could respond, Xiaohei continued.
"But have you ever thought about this? If even God wants them to die, their fate also wants them to die. Even if their hearts come back to life, even if they don't want to die, as long as God wants them to die, or even without God, as long as I want them to die, they are destined to die."
Diefang fell silent.
The mention of death in Xiao Hei's words chilled her to the bone.
She couldn't help but look at the two elves.
If Xiao Hei wanted them to die, they truly had no chance of survival.
Their lives were tragic and miserable; their hearts were already dead, but if fate still wanted them to die...
A word suddenly popped into Diefang's mind.
Dead end...
But... what does their predicament have to do with their master?
There can't be someone more powerful than Master who wants Master dead, can there? She didn't see Master having any intention of dying.
Xiao Hei sensed that Diefang beneath him had gone dazed.
She had already hinted at it, and although they might not want to think about it that way, she had still left a slight impression on Diefang's mind.
Xiao Hei shook his head slightly.
"Alright, when we're resting tonight and no longer traveling, I'll tell you four a story. I hope you can understand what I'm trying to say from it..."
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