The gears of fate seemed to be unmoved, and they were clearly visible in Al's perception, as if they were close at hand.

The witch spell that connects the natal planet creates a mysterious connection between it and Al.

He could feel the mysterious power of the Gears of Destiny, and the will of the Gears of Destiny to come to life.

It seemed as if it was about to start spinning like a clock, but it only shook for a moment, and Albon withered and recovered a little bit of his magic bottomed out in an instant, and there were even signs of extracting flesh and blood.

Al-faced sè sank and immediately cut off contact with it. The gears of fate, which have lost their power supply, are as silent as death.

It's as if everything was an illusion.

Al squinted and looked coldly at the witch Martha.

Where are there so many coincidences in the world, is there still less yīn conspiracy in him?

He won't let go of any of the gears related to fate.

Martha saw Alleng's cold look, and the green girl asked with concern.

"Mr. Al, what's wrong with you? Did you accidentally contact some evil star?"

"There's a witch hut here, so I don't think you'll be able to socialize with them. ”

.“ Some stars don't have the power to be suited to mortals, don't covet their power and end up as ignorant puppets. ”

As soon as Al's eyes froze, the strange evil spirit power was about to burst out of his body, and the little greyhound, who was playing with Alastel, suddenly rushed to the middle of Martha and Al, and barked at Al.

The man stood up and grew into a giant, and in an instant turned into a huge werewolf with bared teeth and murderous aura, staring at Al with a fierce light.

Martha hid behind the werewolf and looked at Al suspiciously, obviously he also felt Al's killing intent.

"Mr. Al, are you being controlled?"

Until now, Martha still thought that Al had been affected by the power of the evil stars, otherwise she couldn't explain that a fifth-level mage had such an evil and profound aura.

Al didn't reply, and was using mechanical intelligence to analyze whether this witch was a member of the One Universe Society, whether to expose his strength to kill them, and torture them from their memories for news related to the gears of fate.

Martha looked like she suddenly remembered something, picked up her white dress, rushed into the house, and after a while, took out a copper ring full of history and threw it at Al.

Al coldly took it, and the power of the evil spirit immediately disappeared, but there was a majestic and bright will, suppressing all of Al's evil thoughts.

Al retreated from the strength and killing intent on his body, and the gray werewolf slowly shrunk, and finally turned into a little gray dog again.

"Mr. Al, are you feeling better?"

The girl poked her head out from behind the werewolf and asked with concern.

Al looked at this copper ring suspiciously, old like a piece of Fǔ Bài's garbage.

However, the ornament on it is ancient and mysterious, and people can't help but be in awe, as if there is a mysterious force that makes people surrender.

"What is this?"

Al couldn't help but ask.

Martha seems very uneasy, afraid that Al will be controlled by evil again, and holds the little greyhound tightly in her arms to protect herself.

"This is the remnants of the rì ring, the crown of rì. The crown created by ancient kings for the ancient sun god Amanata is the only thing left today, and it has the power to cleanse evil. ”

How is it the sun god again?

Al is very sensitive to the Lord of Light and Lansendel, two gods with the rank of sun god, and he can't help but think of them at the mention of the sun god.

Amanata is the most powerful god of Netheril, with powerful priesthoods such as the sun, law, time, order, kingship, and contracts, but he somehow fell asleep, and the power that split created a bunch of powerful new gods on the spot.

Pero, the King of Light, who smuggled into the main plane, took over as the new sun god.

It has been tens of thousands of years now, and the holy relics left in Amana Tower still have such a vast will?

What is the origin of this witch having such a holy relic?

What did she do to the Gears of Fate?

"Miss Martha, you ...... Did you foresee that I would become like this?"

Al asked in an emotionless voice.

Martha shook her head.

"The power of witches is not omniscient, and the natal star only allows me to see the result, but not the process. ”

"I saw that we became friends. ”

Al stood up indifferently and placed the ring on the table.

"Looks like your prophecy is wrong, Miss Martha. Now, please let me out of here. ”

Martha's face turned white and she bowed her head in frustration.

Prophecy of Being a Friend...... Did it fail?

The shoulder straps of the white sè slip off the soft shoulders of the green sè.

"Good...... Okay, Mr. Al. ”

Feeling the sadness of his master, the little greyhound turned into a ferocious werewolf again.

Alastel also turned into a giant monster without showing any weakness, opening his bloody mouth and roaring.

The two friends who were having a lot of fun just now turned their faces and didn't recognize anyone in an instant.

Al, who was eliminated by the mysterious power of killing intent and evil thoughts, could not afford to have murderous thoughts at this moment no matter what.

Walk out of this mysterious wooden house with a cold face.

The wooden door of the wooden house opened as soon as it was pushed, and the outside was no longer the scene left from the previous battle, and I didn't know where it had been.

The green-skinned girl watched Al leave in a lonely and lonely manner until she disappeared from sight.

"Alas......"

The sad girl suddenly let out a soft sigh, and then forced a laugh.

"As long as I think you're my friend, Mr. Al. ”

Take off the white sè backless dress and change into the dignified and elegant black sè long dress.

She smiled shyly and joyfully in front of a glass mirror, like a girl in new clothes.

The little greyhound jumped into the girl's arms and stuck out his tongue to look in the mirror with his master.

The girl pulled her long sideburns and smiled at the mirror and talked to herself.

"I'm sorry we can't see each other again, Mr. Al. ”

"The friend who made you come from thousands of miles to visit is really enviable. ”

The ring of rì that was left by Al suddenly turned into powder.

The powder is like a brush, erasing the night dress girl, the little gray wolf in her arms, the precious dragon's blood moss, the tomb light moss, everything in the wooden house, one by one from this world.

"The Witch of Destiny has been carrying a mission for 10,000 years, and today it is finally completed in my hands. ”

"Mr. Al, you don't need any burden to live as you wish. ”

"Go and turn the gears with your own hands, like the great goddess of fate, and take control of your own destiny rather than destruction!"

"Let that damned, self-righteous old guy who plays with the fate of all of us ......"

The sound of gritted teeth and resentment came to an abrupt end.

So far, nothing has been left of this wooden house.

It never seems to have appeared.

No one remembers, no one remembers it.

It's like the traces of thousands of years have been erased together.

Al, who had walked away, suddenly frowned and looked back in the direction of the wooden house. (To be continued)