"This friend of yours has made a pact with His Majesty the Great Ancient Reaper. When he dies, he will forever serve His Majesty, Lord of the End of All Things. Just like now, he was already in the service of that great majesty. ”

"What did you say, Amanda is dead?" Al stood up.

"I obviously got him back!"

The old man took a sip of hot tea unhurriedly and spoke slowly.

"I don't see how you managed to get your friend back, but this world can save people from the former King of the Dead, and probably only the High God can do it. ”

Al's heart was cold, and the lifeless whisper of the dead came to his ears again.

"Albenstock, do you know your destiny for coming into this world?"

"What is Deadpool?"

"Attendant of death, who bears the curse of eternal life, never grows old and never dies, and serves that Majesty forever. ”

"The curse of eternal life, why is eternal life a curse, isn't eternal life bad?" Al asked in confusion.

How many mortals in the world, longing for the continuation of life, and willing to pay any price for it, how can it be a curse?

"Even gods are tired of their lives, let alone mortals?"

"When you watch the river of time wash away everything, your friends, your loved ones, what you love and what you hate, all irreversibly disappear because of time. ”

"You watch them leave forever, and you can't do anything. ”

"Everything has no value to you, and any pursuit is meaningless. ”

"Don't you think it's a curse?"

As Cronin narrates, Al's mind is filled with vicissitudes of life, changes in the flow of things.

He looked at everything indifferently, indifferently and unmoved, there was no heavy dead air in his eyes, and there was no vitality that was interested in everything, like a walking corpse.

Al couldn't help but shudder.

"This friend of yours doesn't know why His Majesty let him back, but it's a good thing for now, isn't it?"

Al nodded in agreement, but felt that something was wrong.

With his knowledge of the gods, he couldn't think of anything. Just ask the question he was most confused about.

"Why do you think I'm Lady Electro Inmeryl?"

"Al, you're not Inmeryl, Inmeryl is you, do you understand?"

Cronin looked at him meaningfully.

Al shook his head blankly.

"You were born from Meryl's remains, so you have all the characteristics of her. ”

"The remains, the birth, I have parents, family. How could I have been born from the remains of a dead man?"

Al excitedly argued loudly, if he was born from the remains of a dead man, then what was his past?

What is his parents, brothers and sisters, his relatives and friends, his childhood, his family, everything in his past?

Cronin let out a long breath, his eyes looking like he had gone back a long time.

"It's a long story, I'll tell you slowly. ”

A long, long time ago, the goddess of fate because she saw her fate finally go to extinction, and she knew her destiny and tried to change, but every time she changed, the correction of fate always turned the ending into the same, in order to rebel against her fate, the goddess of fate chose to self-destruct, and the goddess of fate's godhead fragments were divided into many, the largest of which were obtained by a pair of twin sisters, that is, the goddess of luck and the goddess of doom,.

The goddess of fate has long since left behind her, and the remaining fragments have been transformed into seven gears of fate with mysterious power.

The Gears of Fate have summoned one of the chosen ones to this world, and these people are blessed by the divine power of the goddess of fate, no matter who they are, and finally ignite the divine fire and hold the throne high, and the goddess of fate can be reborn from their bodies.

"Lord Inmeryl is one of the Seven Summoners. ”

"Summoner?seven?"

Al was dumbfounded, his heart racing. Is he one of the seven summoners?

"Some of these seven summoners have succeeded, such as our Majesty the Lord of Radiance. ”

"You... What do you say?" Alr was incredulous.

It is not uncommon for foreign gods in the Faren continent to occur, such as the sun god Pero is an alien god.

But the time-traveler is a god, and this is the first time Al has heard of it. I can't even believe it.

"Some have failed, for example, because of Mistress Meryl. ”

Cronin's old voice was sad and low, and there seemed to be endless sorrow.

Al opened his mouth, not knowing what to say to comfort the frustrated old man.

"The madmen who are all one, lurking in the fallen nobles to lure and corrupt them, colluding with the noble lady to prevent the rebirth of the goddess of fate and the addition of a powerful god like the Lord of Radiance to the human gods, assassinated Lord Inmeryl. ”

"Because the gears of fate of Mistress Meryl have since disappeared,"

"You were born from the cog of fate of Lord Meryl, and Lord Inmeryl is you, but you are not Lord Inmeryl. ”

"The authority of your mage tower comes from the gears of destiny in your body. ”

"Now, do you understand?"

At this moment, Al finally understood the doubts he had had had been in for so many years.

He is a side branch who does not care about cultivation, why would he awaken the atavistic bloodline.

I don't know how long this doubt bothered him, and he never believed in getting something for nothing.

The greater his gains, the more uneasy he felt.

I finally understood who was behind the scenes.

But Al's heart still has countless doubts.

Since the Lord of Radiance has been canonized, why hasn't the God of Destiny been reborn yet?

Because Meryl's Gear of Destiny was able to summon the Eighth Summoner again.

The One Society would have discovered him a long time ago, so why still indulge him to run around?

The monster in his body, did they put it in?

Did they provide all of his bloodline needs? How did they provide them?

What exactly do they want to do?

Is it just to prevent a god of fate from being reborn?

He looked at this kind old man, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

He didn't know why, so he became a little wary of Cronin, didn't tell him that everything would be one, and didn't tell him that there was something hidden in his body. He was not told of the attention of the mysterious existence of the Mechanical Realm, the whispers of the Ancient Death to him.

Even if these doubts are like ants, tearing at his heart day and night.

He didn't know why, but he just felt that this kind and smiling old man was not worthy of trust.

"Al, the teacher has come to see you. Cronin stood up and looked respectfully in one direction.

Teacher?Al looked up curiously in that direction.

There was a diminutive figure, oily green, wearing sunglasses, a tattered leather jacket, and a cigar in his big yellow teeth.

Hang Erlang called out to him.

"Hey, little fat man, you've grown taller. ”