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With the familiar cry of a baby, Alan was surprised to find that the serpent, which was staring at him coldly, turned its head slowly and looked farther away.

He felt that he had subtly seen the "doubtful" body language from a snake, as if he had just discovered that he was not its target, but the owner of this cry.

This faint cry came from all directions, as if when I was sleeping soundly, I heard the cat crying like a child on the street below Lelou, and it made people's hairs stand on end. And Alan couldn't tell where the sound was coming from, and neither did the serpent. Although he didn't know what was going on, he knew clearly at the moment that it was his youngest son who was crying.

He was so anxious that he couldn't say a word in the face of the danger of his life.

The massive silver head slowly looked left and right, looking for its target. In the depths of its eyes emerges a mystical, silvery-white river that has branched off early on, but as far as it looks out toward the unknowable mist, it can be seen that it will eventually reunite in the future.

After a while, it looked somewhere, and no longer hesitated to move directly. Contrary to its massive size, it moves rapidly, and when it begins to move, the surrounding landscape is elongated into blurred lines.

Eren felt the shackles on his body gradually lighten, and the silver-white serpent was already moving in a certain direction, abandoning the humans it had captured. With difficulty, he pulled one hand out, slapped the snake's body hard, and shouted:

"Monster!"

"Look here! I am here!! You weird guy!! ”

The giant snake's blood-red eyes didn't even turn half a minute in response to the human's provocation and shouts, its body moved slightly, and it directly threw Eren out of the air, falling straight down from the void that he didn't know how high.

The fear in his heart and the strange feeling of falling made Alan cry out, and he convulsed violently on the bed, then opened his eyes sharply to see the maid and Velma looking at him with concern. Seeing his wife's worried expression, the frightened Alan immediately thought of everything that happened in that false "waking up" dream, and subconsciously broke out in a cold sweat on his back, and kept his hands and feet away from the hand that his wife stretched out to touch his forehead.

The maid brought warm water and he pushed it away, and Alan's temples jumped suddenly, not daring to approach anything.

Panting vigorously to ease the fear in his heart, he looked around the room with a panicked gaze, as if looking for something.

The walls of the bedroom were normally lined with photographs and ornaments, yesterday's flowers in vases, today's freshest flowers had not yet been delivered by the store that cooperated with the hospital, and his wedding photo with Velma was hung on the wall, and both of them were smiling sincerely and happily.

There was nothing he was looking for—what was he looking for?

Alan was a little confused, and from the time he woke up, what he saw in the dream had quickly disappeared from his mind.

It was as if the foam floating on the sea met the sun, but in just over ten seconds, Alan had completely forgotten everything he had just experienced in his dream. I forgot the strange snake, I forgot my dream within a dream, and I forgot the cry of a child. He still had instinctive fear of his wife and the uneasiness he felt after facing something terrible, but he had forgotten why he was so afraid.

He was puzzled, and gradually calmed down.

"What the hell is wrong with you, my dear?"

Seeing that her husband's mood was finally beginning to calm down, Velma took the warm water from the maid's tray and brought it to Alan's mouth:

"You just struggled violently in your dream, yelling and screaming, which frightened us all, so I quickly asked Liya to pour water."

As he spoke, Velma's palm was already pressed against Allen's forehead, and the latter subconsciously twitched, but did not dodge. She breathed a sigh of relief: "Great, you don't have a fever." Then he asked, "Is it a nightmare?" ”

This sentence gave Alan a strange sense of familiarity, he usually sleeps very well, does not dream often, and does not have nightmares. But he seemed to have heard his wife talk about it not long ago, which made him a little scared again.

He hesitantly took the glass and took a sip of warm water, and it was a long time before Allen's lips moved.

Velma didn't hear clearly: "What? ”

"There is a snake ......"

Alan was stunned, his pupils were a little dilated, and his lips pursed and said:

"A snake is chasing after me......"

……

On the illusory plain, people dressed in simple robes like figures from ancient oil paintings slowly move forward.

A faintly visible silver-white river appeared on the ground, but the next second it disappeared. Between "Following the Guidance of Fate" and "Following the Guidance of Extraordinary Trait Aggregation", Ulorius chose the latter.

It stands to reason that He should have chosen the former, because it would be more occult and more in line with the symbolism of their path.

In the same way, it stands to reason that it is only when the "guidance of fate" and the "guidance of extraordinary characteristics" coincide and point directly to Will that Ulorius can fully confirm that he has won the confrontation with Will, and that fate has finally chosen him as a god.

"Waiting" is the most versatile method in this way.

The "fate" path often does not require effort, and it completely negates effort, and it is up to luck and fate to decide everything.

As early as before everyone embarked on this path, "fate" had already begun to sift.

If other extraordinary beings are able to find potions on their own, then the candidates who take the path of "fate" are almost all predestined. Among the people who are born with good luck and extraordinary inspiration, some can be discovered and guided by the predecessors of the "fate" path, some have gone through other paths, and some can even be regarded as crazy people in a daze. Good luck won't let them die, they can survive no matter what, but the innate high inspiration will keep them at peace for the rest of their lives.

The former belongs to the normal state of this pathway, while the latter two belong to the lack of luck enough.

After becoming an extraordinary, this is more obvious, how high you can go depends on how lucky you are, if you are lucky, you can pick up recipes and materials when you go out, and if you are unlucky, you can't find an opportunity in your life, or go out and become someone else's material.

As one of the highest order extraordinaries currently in existence for this path, Urolius had long felt that there might be some problems with his path. He seems to be able to control good fortune and bad luck, weave the fate of others, and fit all the imagination of the "fate" path - but in reality, the authority of fate is too scattered and sought-after, and essentia incarnates seem to have some destiny powers.

And the higher you go, the more extraordinary people on this path will realize that they can influence the fate of others, but they cannot control their own destiny.

Everything about themselves seems to have been predestined.

If you want to get something, you have to exchange something, otherwise you can only sit back and watch your fate develop.

If Ulorius guessed correctly, Will's hiding suddenly went smoothly and slipped out from under his nose silently, because he had found a good time to contact Crane Moretti and hide himself from the fate of the other party.

Just as in Utopia, he has been carried to him by fate, but he has evaded his search with the fate of the person related to "Bethel Abraham" - Bethel Abraham is a special guy, and if the word "favorite" does not refer to a person who is extremely gifted and chosen, but only a person who is loved by the gods, then the entire Abraham family can be regarded as his favorite.

Ulorius, of course, was reluctant to take the liberty of looking at their fate.

Will must have made some exchanges, but since Klein could still promise to let the two of them compete on their own, it meant that Will didn't pay enough for him in exchange for a future that "became destiny", maybe he didn't dare, or maybe he didn't think Crane could promise this.

Ulorius understood his fears, and in order to avoid such a situation, he tried to speak to God, and he received his promise...... It's just that because he didn't fully approve of the other party, he chose to play stupid at that time.

Ulorius didn't think he could change Medici's mind, and betting on both sides was definitely not a wise move.

So after thinking about it, Ulorius still felt that it was more practical not to rely on the pillars on both sides, and to find a way to become a god himself. In this way, he is more worthy of wooing than the king of angels who still has no uniqueness, and he can also find a way to help Medici continue to gain a foothold in this world.

He followed the convergence instinct of extraordinary characteristics, and with his eyes closed, he found a random direction to move forward, and at this point, it was the same wherever he went.

Whoever fate chooses, He will come to that extraordinary characteristic.

At the very least, try to reach out and grab each other to end the duel between the two Serpents of Destiny that has dragged on for thousands of years.

It was then that He suddenly felt something in His heart and opened His eyes.

He found himself at the entrance to a vast labyrinth, neither to the left nor to the right, without going to the edge, and only one entrance always appeared in front of Him, as if to say that there was no way but here.

"This is your last struggle?" Ulorius questioned into the air.

Around the corner of the entrance, a stroller with nothing special about it spontaneously drove out, and the white veil hung down, covering the child wrapped in silver-white silk lying on it.

Urorius glanced at it and saw that it was just a projection.

"Who are your mom and dad?" The child, wrapped in silver silk, asked in a milky voice.

"This time the parents are Wissen Scollder and Carlotta Scorder." Ulorius replied without emotion.

"My dad just scolded you for being a monster for me, I'm so happy." The child laughed, "My mom and dad love me, what about you?" ”

Ulorius briefly recalled: "They respected me and loved me. ”

"Why do adults respect children? It seems that your life has not grown up normally this time...... You look like you're in your teens, but you're actually only about two years old, right? Will chatted casually, without any tension at all, "A child has to look like a child, and it's because you never know what a normal child looks like, so you can't catch me every time." ”

"Isn't it because you don't live to grow up that you play the role of a toddler repeatedly?"

Will opened his palm, revealing a "5" facing up in his palm, and Ulorius only glanced at it, and Will clenched his fleshy little hand into a fist and retracted it into the silver-white silk quilt.

"I was going to die just now."

He casually said frightening words in the tone of an innocent child:

"I have just successfully replaced fate with the 'Dice of Probability', although it can only fool you for a while, but it is enough for me to get out. So you've always thought of my dad as me, and after you caught him, you actually saw two me, right? ”

"Because you're too close to me this time, you've determined my place, I'm more dangerous than ever, and there's no time to find a new family. So I originally planned to blow up a part of my family directly, let my mother inherit my father's inheritance, and take my older siblings and them to continue their lives...... But seeing that my father was so scared and scolded you to protect me, I changed my mind. ”

Ulorius said:

"You have a little more control over uniqueness than I thought. So, are you going to contain it now, and then fight me? ”

Will sighed:

"It's not the right time to do this...... Even now, I wouldn't accommodate it. ”

"I'm only two years old, and I want to go back to my parents, they are so good to me, and I want them to continue to live with good luck."

With that, the stroller moved backwards without being pushed, and returned to the back of the corner, disappearing from Ulorius's field of vision, and only the child's voice floated out from behind the corner:

"I built this labyrinth with the 'dice of probability', I didn't limit its power, it gradually expanded its scope, and gradually probabilized everything around it, and eventually expanded its impact to the real world."

"If we can find it in this labyrinth first, and restrict its movements, control it, and the battle between us has been approved by the Source Castle and the 'Fools', is that the right time to accommodate it? I don't know about that, but I think it's okay to gamble a little once in a while. ”

Ulorius didn't listen to Will's words, and when he realized that the other party's proposal was indeed feasible, he stepped straight into the labyrinth.

TBC

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"I feel like someone is nagging me." Ahh Medici rubbed his nose, then looked at the person in front of him, "Excuse me, can you repeat what you just said?" I didn't hear clearly. ”

The man sitting across from His table was not angry, but repeated what he had just said:

"The Lord of our faith has fallen, and now the Holy See has been withholding the news, pretending that He is still alive, isn't it?"

Medici snapped his fingers: "You guessed it, you're so smart." ”

Since it was impossible for the Patriarch and the Emperor to write "forbidden to talk about the God of War" on the bulletin board of the brass book, the phrase "The God of War has fallen" was said smoothly. After saying this, the other party was silent for a moment, and then asked:

"You're here to start a war, aren't you?"

"When the previous emperor abdicated, and an existence that looked very similar to the one on Kim Horn and had the same name took over the throne and the ruling power, I felt that maybe it was time for war again. Honorable God of War, have you come to make Fersak a swordman, or are you going to turn us into a sword soldier and show your strength and bravery to other nations? ”

"It's both." Medici lazily replied, "If I don't take this country first, and choose from among you those who are willing to be my swordsmen, where will my army and the country declare war on foreign countries." ”

"I'm sorry, but in our common sense, it's you, not your army or your country, who wins."

"Again, when will this boring stereotype end, and the war is on my own? I'm not a Commander of the Light Pole. ”

The other party smiled: "Then sure enough, it is indeed you who preach the belief of the 'true giant clan' and the 'fool'." In this case, it seems that not only are you not the commander of the light pole, but you also have a powerful god and at least 10,000 all-extraordinary armies at your disposal. ”

The corners of Medici's mouth went up, no denial, no affirmation.

"Tell me, do you have to ask you for your purpose?" He grinned, "You don't seem to be a pious person, and as soon as you came up, you asked me if the god of war was dead, and you couldn't hide your mind of changing jobs." ”

"I'm not religious, I'm just a man who wants to fight, His Majesty the Emperor before preached that Rune is an evil land, I don't care what the excuse for war is, I just want to fight with others. If you can fight, and you win, then I will follow you. If the God of War is dead, then my faith in Him will end here, and I will convert to you. ”

Medici still gave an ambiguous answer:

"Have a vision, if you choose to join now, you can still get a good position in my army. What's your name? ”

"Arnold Dean." He said, "Nobody. ”

"But if you need it, I can provide you with information about the Holy Church and the Holy See." (End of chapter)