Without sufficient power, no matter what one did, one could not escape the greatest region within reach—the so-called fate.
Only with sufficient power could one disrupt every composition and color, breaking the so-called fate—
Here, power did not merely refer to raw strength. It also included wisdom, intelligence, and many other factors.
For example, regarding what you spoke of: if I did not possess my current level of strength, then even a hundred of me might not have been able to turn around the battle that day, much less break the future your master divined."
As he spoke, Gwen paused, borrowing the words of someone who now worked under him:
"Mm... to borrow the words of a former king under my command—
This power is precisely the reason to be king."
"..."
Hearing Gwen's words, Fu Xuan fell into thought as well.
Had anyone else said such things, even Jing Yuan or her own master, Fu Xuan might have argued a little. But before Gwen, who had truly accomplished this, she needed to consider it carefully.
After all, whether based on the information Xianzhou had gradually gathered over the past two years about the Lands Between, or the outcome of the previous war against the Abundant People, Gwen's words were not without reason.
"Of course, this is merely my own insignificant view."
Seeing the thoughtful look on Fu Xuan's little face, Gwen continued:
"I am no philosopher or thinker. Everything I said was merely an offhand remark inspired by the moment, without any research or proof.
As for that last sentence, its speaker was, on a universal scale, merely a king who had seized authority through violence on some native planet.
Though his long life had granted him the wisdom of time, that War King had never been someone skilled