The same thing is playing out in the Star Pirate's mothership. It's just that the executor has changed to a girl with short fiery red hair. She led the remaining Star Thieves to occupy the main position of the mothership at lightning speed, and then directly broke into the bridge and killed the captain of the Star Thief Mothership in full view.

Blood splattered on the walls. The crew chose to obey the first time.

As a result, both motherships unknowingly changed owners. And no one on the relic planet below is aware of this. The personnel they left behind on the surface were still receiving accurate communication codes, unaware that they had long been isolated by the mothership above.

And at the same time, the depths of the ruins. Mercenaries and star thieves poured into the second altar like cháo water.

The passages of the ruins are very complex and full of traps and purifiers. They rushed along the way, and three more mercenaries were killed. However, the remains of the Demonic Warrior were also found in the passage. It shows that they are not having a good time. After rushing through the passage, they came to a vast cavern, confronted by a huge altar.

It's just that unlike the first altar, this one is not empty, but an old man with a white beard sits.

He's playing chess.

Play chess with yourself.

In the vast cave, there are many mercenaries and star thieves, and on the other side are the magically armored warriors who broke in before. But either side suddenly stopped. But he refused to take a step forward.

It's not that you don't dare, but you don't want to.

> including air, environment, heaven and earth, and even time and space are all combined. It's like a complete picture. Not even the slightest bit can be destroyed. Disturbing the old man is like disturbing the whole space, which is indescribably wonderful and weird.

And the old man's every move even affected some kind of strange strength. Quietly influencing everyone.

He's playing chess. It's going down very slowly.

Twists. Raise your hand, drop your hand......

Every step is so leisurely and calm. It can even make people see the chess pieces on his fingers, and the slightly pulsating blood vessels.

If you talk about speed alone. Anyone present could intercept his movements. But no one thinks they can really do it. Because the old man's movements seem to conform to a unique rhythm, and like himself, he belongs to the will of this space. He fell. It is the space that is falling, and when he plays chess, it is the space that is playing chess.

No, not space...... But...... Something mysterious and mysterious.

Everyone was silent for a while, and no one could figure out what kind of rhythm the old man was in. But one thing is clear to them. It's this old man who is very strong, very, very powerful.

>

Only...... Like fate.

Destiny!!??

Some of the mercenaries were shocked. The face changed suddenly.

For what, for what, for what would I have such thoughts?

For what, for what will I think of fate?

The old man in front of him is indeed weird, but what does he have to do with fate? Why should I think like this? This...... This is......

"Poof!" In the crowd, the blonde boy suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood. The whole person woke up from his confusion and gasped for breath.

"Good...... It's amazing...... This kind of force, he ...... Who the hell is he? For what will grasp the power of this terror. Unexpectedly...... It is connected to the most complex curve of fate in the occult. Isn't he afraid of backlash? It's terrible, it's terrible...... He's not human, he's definitely not human! ”

The blonde boy muttered to himself in horror, his face as pale as paper. His gaze was terrified. Just like seeing the most terrible thing in the universe, the whole person trembled involuntarily.

Fate, the most mysterious and unfathomable force in the universe.

No one can get rid of it, no one can dominate it. Whether this is strong or not has nothing to do with it, only about their future. Any life, from the moment it is born, falls into the net of fate. From birth to death, there are no exceptions.

But for what, such a terrifying and mysterious existence will suddenly manifest itself in the old man's body?

The blonde boy couldn't figure it out, but it didn't stop him from fearing. He's probably a very out-of-the-box cosmic warrior, but that's only for normal combat. If you want to fight the most mysterious fate in the universe, you can't do it anyway. His **, his jīng god, and even his soul cannot escape the mercy of fate.

The battle has not even begun, in fact, it is already over.

The old man on the altar toyed with everyone with just one drop. He is a chess player, but he is not playing chess, but fate. At his feet are chessboards, but the chess pieces are not pawns, but everyone present......

A deep sense of powerlessness surged over the blonde boy's heart, and he involuntarily raised his head again, about to look at the old man's fingers.

At this glance, he will become the old man's prisoner again, like everyone else. But at this moment, a palm poked out of the void and gently patted him on the shoulder. The young man was violently agitated, and woke up from his confusion again.

"Dead old man!" He didn't have to look back to know who had saved him. Hurriedly bowed in a low voice.

Sure enough, wasn't it the dead old man who appeared behind him? It's just that the dead old man at this moment didn't even look at him, his eyes were fixed on the old man on the altar, looking at the pair of pale fingers, a stone for a temporary cameo chess piece.

The stones were rough and seemed to have been picked up from the ground, but the dead old man's gaze was serious, as if he was looking at a very jīng handicraft. And the strange thing is that the moment his eyes fell on the stones, the old man on the altar also stopped moving, like a wooden clay sculpture.

Neither of them spoke, so they kept it, one watching, the other stopping. The tacit understanding is like a shadow.

After a long time, the dead old man withdrew his gaze and sighed lightly. "What a terrible mimicry of fate, if I don't come here. You're going to drain all my kids and put them into the eternal cycle of fate, right? ”

On the altar, the old man put down the chess pieces and made a sound for the first time. It's just that this voice is also a sigh.

"Isn't that bad? In this world, you come and go, and you are all pawns of fate. You are, and so am I. In that case, why should we keep our sanity awake? The more you know the Tao, the more painful it becomes. Now that you have seen the signs of suffering, why do you want them to suffer with them? Although my game of chess is not very neat, it can make them forget all the pain, so why not? ”

"That's true."

Unexpectedly, the dead old man nodded and actually admitted the words of the old man at the altar. But then he spoke up.

"But you like to play chess so much, why are you so bad at choosing your opponents? These kids are too stupid to be a pawn for you. If you want to, I can accompany you for a game. ”

So saying, the dead old man walked towards the altar......

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