The face of the goddess of fate is still not visible under the silver veil, but with the aroma of grilled fish and shrimp, the goddess of fate above the fire has a different temperament.

Although he was warned by the Golden Banana Archbishop to be humble and unkind after meeting Finnie, the goddess of fate, he should not be too fierce in his words.

But Simon, a young man with facial paralysis, had a bad temper, and the stamina of wine was a little great, so after seeing the goddess of fate appear at this time, his attitude was naturally not good, and he had already forgotten the words of the golden banana archbishop.

The young man Simon stood up suddenly, he looked directly into the eyes under the veil of the goddess of fate, although his face was flushed, he still showed an extremely serious and serious expression and said: "It's you again, I'll tell you now, my life is up to me, not heaven!" It's even more impossible to be swayed by you!! ”

Simon's signature words were full of embarrassment, and the bald warrior monk Dorne unconsciously took his eyes off Simon, but whether it was a skeleton sniper or a minotaur boy, they all showed very admiring expressions.

These expressions of admiration also inspired the young Simon.

Gray energy appeared in Simon's hands, complex incantations muttered out of his mouth, and in the hands of the young man in knight's armor, a quaint staff, a precious staff gifted to him by Archbishop Sistham.

An extremely intricate gray demonic pattern appeared a meter in front of Simon, and a mighty nightmare of purple fire stepped into this main plane from the void, and above the nightmare was a necromantic knight wearing black and purple demonic armor.

This is a necromantic knight who has been summoned to the pinnacle of the legendary rank.

Although Simon is only a mage of the Extraordinary Rank, for the Chosen One, the protagonist, it is really common for him to cast spells beyond the ranks.

The Nightmare from the Underworld let out an inaudible roar, spewing out purple smoke like flames, and the Necro Knight on the Nightmare's back raised his pitch-black sword.

The Necro Knight's eyes showed a cold gaze, and he kept scanning the surroundings, but he didn't make a move—in front of the Necro Knight, there was only a smoking fire, and a few drunken strange people.

Although it is a legendary rank necromantic knight from the underworld, the necromantic knight does not have a mandate of heaven, which is not enough for him to discover the traces of the goddess of fate, the silver smoke above the fire is obvious, but it is easy to be confused by the original smoke of the fire, and the necromantic knight does not find anything abnormal.

Then, just as the Necromantic Knight was confused, the drunken young man Simon waved his hand, and the Necromantic Knight obeyed the necromancer's order and jumped off the nightmare.

After that, the young Simon flew on his horse, pulled out the standard chengguan sword at his waist, and said to the legendary necromantic knight: "If you can't see the fate, I'll help you break it!" ”

Driven by the nightmare of purple fire, the knight Simon burst out with the fighting aura of the magic rank, and a layer of white fighting aura was attached to the standard chengguan sword.

Brush!

After two breaths, Simon rode the Nightmare to dissipate the grilled fish fire, and some leftover grilled catfish and redtail shrimp flew in all directions, while the incarnation of the goddess of fate was still floating in mid-air intact.

"Sure enough, it's what Archbishop Sistemm said, you can even control the fate of Durham, the god of totems, it's really extraordinary, Archbishop, I'm sorry, I'm too impulsive......"

The young Simon opened his mouth to make a sound, the first half of which was still talking to the goddess of fate, and the second half of the time Simon was talking, and he had already typed [data template] and sent a private message to Sisttham.

Obviously, the young Simon was already drunk.

……

With the words of the protagonist boy, the brow under the veil of the goddess of fate Funi furrowed deeper and deeper, as an existence that has guided countless destinies, the goddess of fate has seen too many winds and waves.

Although the trajectory of fate has often been disrupted in the past tens of thousands of years due to the Void Monster and some strange visitors from other worlds, the current situation has never appeared.

The fate of the Chosen One is greatly deflected, and the luck of the Chosen One will slowly drain away.

Although no matter how much you lose, you will be stronger than ordinary people, and you will achieve certain achievements, but you will definitely not reach the original height.

However, now, whether it is the Chosen Son or those beings with the Mandate of Heaven, the luck they possess has been improved in stability, and this improvement is not even a little bit.

Take the people present at this time, the skeleton sniper Edgar and the bald monk Dorn should not be able to see him clearly, but at this time, these two guys can already see him vaguely.

Although he can't reach the level of the Chosen One, he is just like the red-clothed heroic spirit, and has a destiny.

The luck generated by the combination of such a few people is enough to influence the situation on a continent, even if the gods who have become saints must temporarily avoid the edge after encountering them, otherwise they are likely to fall inexplicably, which is really terrifying.

Yes, at this point, Fernie, the goddess of fate, is no longer able to guide these guys, or rather, guidance is of little use.

As long as these guys are firmly together, then the luck they gather will become a force of their own, and basically whoever is hostile to them will be unlucky.

Whether it's Simon, Edgar, Dorne, the Heroic in Red, or even Vala, who likes to play things, they all have the same pattern on their bodies - golden bananas.

According to more than a dozen explorations by the goddess of fate, it has been basically determined that this is a powerful country known as the Golden Banana Federation, a force that has not appeared in the long river of fate.

The goddess of fate carefully glanced at the few people in front of her, and she found the black and white Minotaur boy Kuka, and then suddenly found that this plane was not the hero main plane where the Golden Banana Federation was located at all, but the orc main plane.

"You shouldn't be here." Despite knowing that her words were of little use, the goddess of fate floated up to the young Simon and spoke in a mysterious tone.

With the voice of the goddess of fate, Simon's eyes widened, his cheeks grew redder and redder, and he finally got drunk and fell off the back of the purple nightmare.

Fortunately, the Necromantic Knight was on the side, quickly catching his summoner and placing it on the ground.

After looking around, he thought that his summoner was just drunk, so he sighed and went back to the underworld.

The face of the goddess of fate was still unclear under the veil, but the angry look under her veil could be faintly discerned.

At this moment, the Minotaur boy scratched his head and walked to the goddess of fate and said, "That, I think it's a bit far to go to the south, and it's good to go to the Heishui River in the north, can you go there to guide me?" ”

Some of the clever teenagers Kuka showed a simple expression, although Simon had said a lot of bad things about Funni, the goddess of fate, but the kind Kuka still felt that the goddess of fate was a good person.

Hearing the words of the minotaur boy, Edgar, the only skeleton among the few who was not drunk, also walked in front of Finnie, the goddess of fate, with an extremely solemn expression.

The soul fire in the skeleton Edgar's eyes was unusually determined, and he let out a hoarse but formal voice: "Although Simon said that my fate is up to me, and I agree with it, I think fate may be guided at some point, and it may be good to be guided." ”

The look under the veil of Finnie, the goddess of fate, softened slightly.

Then in the next moment, the skeleton Edgar unbuttoned his hood, and the silver-white titanium buckle folds on his chin shone brightly.

Edgar glanced at Simon, who was asleep, and found that he was already asleep, and said, "Although I followed Simon's advice to change to a metal buckle, it is still old, and Sisstem also said that he can't handle it, is this my fate?" Can you help me figure it out? ”