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"The seal has been almost completely opened......"

The demon of knowledge was like an arrow, and although he did not dare to enter the Moving Continent, he immediately approached the sea area of the ruins of the Divine War as fast as he could, and then suddenly stopped the car in the direction of the land, as the sun gradually brightened, as if welcoming his arrival.

He looked at the seal that had collapsed into a thin veil in the depths of the Eastern Continent, and hated the Eastern Continent shrouded in sunlight.

After a brief pause, the aura of the Demon of Knowledge suddenly became weak.

When the layer of will belonging to essentia temporarily left these gathered carriers of extraordinary characteristics, the power of this god suddenly weakened a lot. In the blink of an eye, he had reverted back to the Hidden Sage, the true god of the two paths, and after the Demon of Knowledge had ended its control over these powers and the deity, the Hidden Sage wandered through the air for a while, returning to his home base of Intis, and began to concoct mysterious magic based on what had just been observed and what had happened in the Byron Empire.

He was amazed at the amount of knowledge he had gained during the time he had been covered by essentia's will, and he was not only interested in it, but he also generously shared it with his followers.

In an instant, the people in the Mystery Church who were praying for expertise, technology, and thesis guidance came one by one, and they were all poured down on the spot.

……

On the Source Castle, Crane's sequence doppelganger has just finished dream divination.

He used his own strength, and some of the spirituality of Ulorius, into the dream of the ontology, and went to Tianzun to ask if there was a way to save a soul that had been more than half eroded by essentia.

The body doesn't seem to be in a good mental state, although he maintains rationality and his own personality, and can even laugh and scold freely, express dissatisfaction and love in the dream world, but his dream is empty - dreams don't lie, and the dream world is also the best way to reflect a person's mood and inner thoughts, and the content presented in the dream is the subconscious of the owner's heart.

Thinking of this, the doppelganger couldn't help but sigh.

In the dream, the ontology thinks that his "mobile phone is down in arrears, there is no signal around, and there is no one on the street", but in fact, he subjectively thinks that there is almost no one in this world that he can contact and wants to contact. In other words, he actually wants to call and chat with someone with his mobile phone, but "down, no signal" shows his inner resistance, subconsciously, he may want to communicate with someone, but he feels that no one can really understand his heart and situation.

Hey, although the doppelganger and the ontology must understand each other completely, it is impossible for people to talk to themselves all the time......

The doppelganger pressed his temple.

He came back to his senses, looking at the "curtain" on the table that had just been sacrificed by the Demon of Knowledge, wondering when to awaken the body to contain it. He didn't have a clue about the "God of Wishes" Kotal, who had never even met him, unlike Zarathu and Parles. With some contact, Kotal gave him the impression that he was a wild wolf hiding in the wilderness of the Eastern Continent.

It's not called unfamiliar, it's completely unfamiliar.

And with the two senior old angels of Zarathu and Parles, Klein does not plan to consider continuing to increase the number of high-level employees under his command for the time being.

"Tianzun seems to have talked to me a lot, but he didn't actually say anything meaningful."

Ulorius must have heard those words, as if thoughtfully, could he understand the hints of the Heavenly Venerable? Well...... Maybe. ”

He looked at the "curtain", the seal left by the demon of knowledge was still stable, and he stuffed this extraordinary set of properties directly into the clutter pile, waiting for the main body to wake up and contain it.

At this moment, the gray mist around him suddenly shook violently, and one after another Fugen's dogs came out of the fog of history, circled around the body sitting in the position of the "fool", and after turning for a while and found that the other party would not respond, he ran to the end of the long table again, came to his side, and shook his head and barked.

It's not a "hoop" cry...... Klein had a slight regret.

He touched the dog of Fugen, which was in his hand, and asked, "Is there anything looking for me?" ”

The dogs of Fugen suddenly fell silent, and just when Crane didn't know why, he suddenly heard an earth-shattering loud noise!

Klein looked at the big screen in front of him sharply, and there was indeed a large tide in the harbor of St. Milon that was far larger than before, but it didn't match the loud sound just now. But before he could switch the picture to a position other than Fusak, his spirit suddenly went into a trance.

He jerked his temple, his eyes widening.

At that moment, he suddenly felt that the range of what he could perceive was ...... Suddenly it's several times bigger!

In his suddenly expanded range of perceptions—or the effective range of those who could receive prayers from believers—there were white-brick and black-tiled houses, blue-brick pathways, improved Chinese-style buildings that still saw the shadow of courtyard houses, wooden high-rises, streets, simple shops, and countless temples, large and small, with a strong oriental style.

"Western Continent ......"

Crane muttered in disbelief.

"What happened?"

……

Ulorius, who was distraught, suddenly raised his head.

At that moment, something seemed to appear in front of His eyes woven by an extremely abstract light, its image was blurred, and it was wrapped in light, constantly changing forms, but no matter how you looked at it, it looked like a handful...... Key.

Key!

Ulorius's eyes widened, he saw the originally calm river of fate stirring up waves, he saw that the silver-white river of destiny that was meandering forward at that time, sometimes straight forward, was slowly approaching the key woven of light, he could even feel that this vision was not presented to him alone, Will Unsetin must have seen the change in the river of fate!

The key! - It is not only the key to "unlocking" destiny, but also symbolizing control and mastery of destiny!

"Take control of your destiny...... The Key of Light actually appeared in advance! ”

"If I can obtain essentia, I will be able to save the fate of the Medici, and I will no longer have to deal with God carefully, and the omniscient and all-powerful will not be able to fully understand the mysteries of fate...... Could this be the hint that the Lord of Mysteries gave me before? ”

"Perhaps, maybe he didn't think so, but—but how do I get the Key of Light? Fate is not unique, but once a certain result is forced, the probability of failure will be amazing...... Not to mention that it is a matter of becoming gods and the old days. ”

In an instant, I saw hope, and in the blink of an eye, I found that hope was out of reach.

The success of the "destiny" path is not about the strength of oneself, but only about luck. Urorius's luck was closely related to the ancient sun god he followed, so much so that after the fall of the other party, his fate also fell into a trough. Therefore, in front of Will, the king of angels, Urorius, could only rely on stronger strength to chase after the other party.

However, the other party was so lucky, and fled to Klein's side to recuperate. Not only got rid of the mortal danger, but also turned the disadvantage, at least he could compete with himself, and even if he lost, he could save his life.

That's why Ulorius was anxious.

Because in the long run, when Will escaped from being the prey and was able to duel with him on an equal footing, his luck would have been lost.

Later, when he tried to find the other party, he did not have the advantage he had at the beginning, and at best he redeemed a little disadvantage.

Although he didn't say anything to anyone, Ulorius had a terrible premonition. Such terrible forebodings rarely appeared, but each one was accompanied by something He did not want to recall. It's like the panic and distrust of everyone except himself and Medici when he participated in the redemption of Rose, like seeing the traitors eat the body of the Lord without having the power to stop it, like watching the sun fall from the sky, the sunlight slipping through his fingers, watching the last flame in his hand go out......

Fate undoubtedly favored Him, otherwise He would not have been the strongest in this path.

But fate seems to be disgusted with him, and he keeps witnessing tragedies that he is powerless to prevent.

With the departure of Calamity City, even Crane can no longer determine Medici's state, and if it drags on for a while, maybe the other party will really be hopeless. And the only good news at the moment is that Klein responded to him and entered the dream divination with part of his power...... He remembered the answer of the Lord of Mysteries, and the words came to his mind clearly:

"If you want to save him, you have to weigh your own losses."

What else can I lose......

Ulorius clenched his fists gradually, and the expression on his face became more and more indifferent.

Twice I lost the people I wanted to follow, I lost all the friends I once had, I lost the friends I valued the most, I lost almost all the believers, my followers, and the people who I had saved and who were grateful for their lives.

So many things have been lost, at least the last one, even if you try to catch it.

The worst outcome is that Medici is not saved, and he has taken his own life - but the remnants of an era are still alive and can die on the path of supremacy instead of being reckoned...... How can such an ending not be considered a heroic and good death?

"O circle of fate in the distant starry sky! Listen to my prayers. ”

"You are a predetermined destiny, a past and a future."

"I ask you for help, and in exchange for the help of me now being the god of fate, I am willing to sacrifice my future, and my past."

After saying this, Ulorius did not speak again.

There is no sadness, no regrets, only a slight sigh and regret that I am not capable enough and my fate is not good enough.

In the endless fate and the established future, even the king of angels cannot control his own destiny, and perhaps even if he becomes a god, he still has to follow the laws of the universe to reincarnate. The Extraordinary will always be like this, seemingly having everything, but in reality still having nothing and just going with the flow. …… However, the drowning person will eventually struggle, no matter what, let me be able to hold the hand of my last friend now.

Soon, a circular sign appeared in the River of Destiny.

It is like an eye, watching this desperate king of angels who is weaker than himself but still has to rely on external forces to win, with a little scrutiny and pity; It is like a wheel, just like the "wheel of history rolling in" that often appears in books and articles, crushing what is in front of it, and finally returning to the beginning, so that the era and destiny can reappear in the future.

The whole universe is like this, and there is no escape.

At this moment, the gods who symbolize the "inescapable fate" and the gods who have been watching beyond the stars for a long time have waited for the prayers and requests of the angels of fate, and their words have the power to change the world, and of course he will not refuse other opportunities to become stronger.

Did He have a premonition when He first came beyond the earth that someone would one day give in to Him?

Maybe. Seeing this, Ulorius only sighed very slightly:

"Sure enough, under the sun, there is nothing new."

……

The wind of calamity and death swept through the world in an instant, affecting far more than just the world outside the seal.

On the far western continent, the sky is still bright, and people are still doing what they have to do in an orderly manner.

The sudden awakening of the "Heavenly Machine" startled the disciples, but they immediately blocked the news and all went to the side of the "Heavenly Machine" to hold a group meeting to discuss more details about the world beyond the top-secret seal.

Hidden outside the small Taoist temple in the mountains, a tall and thin middle-aged man suddenly appeared outside the door, he tidied up his clothes, and entered the door in an orderly manner. I walked across the small bridge in the courtyard and fed half a steamed bun to the carp in the pool below.

Immediately afterwards, he entered the main hall, saw that the incense sticks inserted in the incense burner mountain were only half burned, then put down the package in his hand, offered a few fruits, and then bowed to the unrecognizable Taoist statue on the stage.

"When the younger generation returned from traveling, they brought some special dragon beard cakes from other places to the grandfather......"

As he spoke, he pulled out a steady stream of things from the small package, and soon half of the offering table was filled.

"Thank you for the blessing of your grandfather and return safely."

In an instant, a thick gray mist appeared in front of his eyes, and he vaguely saw a tall figure behind the mist.

Outside the town.

"Hehe, the fat gentleman who looks at the fortune teller is here again."

The old man in a long robe and short coat looked at the fortune-telling stall in front of him, laughed happily, turned his head and said to his companion:

"This lord is very accurate in his fate, saying that my grandson will be born in a few days, even if it is not bad for a minute, even the weight is right! Haven't you been worried about business lately? Why don't you give it a try? “

The one who looked at the fortune teller was a middle-aged man with a round face and a chubby, I saw him wearing an old-fashioned gray coat, his hair was combed quite neatly, the sky was bright, and he had a pair of round sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.

There is a silver chain on the shelf of the glasses, and now the glasses are collected and rested on the buttons of the gown, which has a bit of charm.

He set up a table, in front of the table was a table, next to the table was a "straight cut iron mouth" flag that seemed to have been used for a long time, and the tablecloth was covered with a gossip pattern, and now he held a puff fan, and shook it twice from time to time.

Noticing the old guest's gaze, the middle-aged man glanced at it and greeted.

"You're here! I haven't gone to say hello to you yet, isn't it true that I'm here to tell the hexagram today? “

The companion pondered for a moment, and was just about to speak, when he suddenly saw the smile on the fat man's face suddenly froze, as if he had seen something extremely terrible, his fingers trembled, and the fan fell to the ground with a click, and the expression on his face changed to surprise, even fear.

"It's closed!"

The fat Taoist suddenly shouted, startling the two guests on the opposite side, and then he jumped up, and he didn't see him do anything, but even the people and the stall disappeared in one fell swoop:

"Don't forget it! Don't forget it! Master Dao, I figured out that something happened at home! ”

Only the fan was still on the ground, facing the two guests in a daze.

TBC

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Good night!

(End of chapter)