It was three months after she found Fortuna, and the Empress of the Sky went to kill her herself—

After all, it is an old enemy, and the goddess of fate, who is not good at fighting, must be destroyed by her, who symbolizes bad luck.

Fortuna was already weak when she was overtaken, and the Empress remembered the moment when she was struck by the Starlord and knocked out of the world. It would be a shame for the gods to be alive, and the embarrassed appearance of the gods should not be seen by humans and the devil.

"I know you'll always find me," Fortuna still had a smile on her haggard face, "and that's the sadness of knowing 'fate.'" ”

"How does it feel to foresee your own tragic death?" the empress laughed leisurely in disgust with the calm smile.

"What else, the wheel of fate doesn't keep turning, even we can't control it. ”

"But you can at least decide how much pain you suffer before you die. ”

"Ephine, I'm not going to beg for mercy," Fortuna interrupted her firmly, "come on whatever you want, the Protoss is dignified, even if you have nothing now." ”

The empress chuckled: "There is no dignity in crying bitterly when you are really tortured, my goddess. ”

Fortuna didn't speak, just watched her draw her weapon with a realized look.

"Is there anything else you want to say at the end?" asked the empress at last, disgusted by her uninteresting reaction.

Fortuna smiled slightly and looked at her belly peacefully: "You are pregnant with his child. ”

Hitting the sore spot, the empress did not hesitate to release a white-purple thunder: "Shut up!"

Fortuna's laughing voice slowly came from behind the smoke, still undaunted: "What does it matter, just admit it." We are all slaves manipulated by fate, we can only accept it and carry the weight forward, why can't we be as peaceful as usual, it's not like you. ”

"Shut up, I don't admit it, I'm in power, at least I can't be enslaved!" How could it be accepted, the empress screamed, the hook of the whip pierced through the smoke and the goddess's belly, "It's just thrown away like garbage, what do you know!

Accompanied by the sound of pain, there were countless filaments that emanated into the fading smoke, and by the time she reacted, Fortuna had already jumped up from the filaments, wrapping her neck around her neck with a black snake-like strand!

Damn! I couldn't help but kick Fortuna in the lower abdomen, and the Empress grabbed the hair and threw her to the ground, countless chain whips densely pierced her chest and abdomen!

Contrary to the blood that flowed, Fortuna's open lips could not make any sound. But even so, she still wrapped her hair around the empress's neck with a bundle of hair curled in a black skirt—

It's not a big deal for the demons, but the goddess of fate's black lower skirt, which symbolizes doom, still has the power of a curse.

She has already been trampled on by the power like this, what kind of bad luck do you want to give her!, the empress sneered viciously in her rage: "Fortuna...... Do you want to curse me...... Along with ...... Curse my unborn child?"

Unexpectedly, this sentence could make the goddess in distress relax a little, and at the same time she was surprised, she couldn't help but spit on her opponent even more, but the empress still said as she originally thought: "You probably want to...... What is there to be sorry for the children of the devil...... But this is bound by the curse of the Blue World Protoss...... In other words, you are blessed by your gods......! Kill it!"

Fortuna, who could no longer live, trembled, and her faded eyes shimmered.

"You're hopeless...... Lift the curse!"

As if hearing the empress's words, Fortuna struggled to reach out and pulled down her white turban, which symbolized blessings, with one hand. The once-precious turban was dirty, but her face and movements, distorted by pain, still managed to maintain her solemnity.

She weakly touched the empress's slightly bulging belly with her turban, revealing a miserable smile.

"I bless this child......"

After hearing this, she immediately gave her a crisp slap, and the empress wrenched her hair and black cloth, and hissed: "No!

"You give me too...... It's a bit of a mother's consciousness......" Fortuna, who was in tears, was still trying to squeeze out a smile, "Bad luck, isn't this the hope of a new life...... This is a treasure that you, in our original destiny, cannot have, at least don't hate it......"

"Ridiculous, do you want to be this damned mother! To you, this shameless man's filth, this monster!"

"Enough...... It's a little bit of normal feelings...... "Fortuna's faint voice mixed with hatred and pain, incredibly gentle and calm, "because I'm in charge of fate...... It must be cruel, firm, and majestic...... But apart from all this, what else do we have in the human heart? Opportunity to jump out of the trajectory of emptiness...... It's right here!"

"Lift the curse!" the empress tore at the black cloth that remained on her neck and grabbed her neck again.

Fortuna smiled mockingly, and hugged her with all her might.

"I can't do anything to you...... But I bless this child......"

"You-" The opponent who embraced him had gradually become transparent, and the empress's thunderous anger could not be vented, but she could only slam the ground.

That's right, hate, she hates opponents who are so kind to the end, and hates the child in her womb. The last thing she could forgive was that her opponent would think of this method of torturing her.

"I know your despicable thoughts...... You want nothing more than to train it to be a weapon against its father...... So I bless it!" Fortuna's sad smile turned into a spark and dissipated, but the gentle words persisted, "I can see it, it's a boy, he's going to be a brave and upright warrior, great......"

"Shut up!"

Even so, the blue eyes that slowly faded still smiled gently and firmly: "This is not a blessing, but a prophecy that no one can change...... So, it's nice to have the power to bless him......"

Holding her archenemy's body into a faint blue spark scattered everywhere, Fortuna calmly accepted the expected but unexpected end in her angry and feeble screams.

Her last move made sense, at least that kid...... He was finally loved, even if he didn't meet her.

Think.. long.enough.to.make.mory，

Come.bless.the.child.one.more.time.

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This time, the inspiration and BGM were Nightwish's song "Bless.The.Child" and Fairy Empire's "Fortuna". The literal translation of the title is "Blessing the Child", but I prefer to use another translation, "Blessing the Son".