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"Anderson Hood?"

Leonard whispered the name, feeling an indescribable sense of familiarity.

He looked at Anderson in front of him vigilantly, and always felt that the other party looked a little strange. He'd been in Utopia for so long that he had gotten to know almost everyone here, and it was no surprise that this brilliant painter who appeared in the square almost every day. Is Anderson's full name Anderson Hood? Although I never asked him, the name is very familiar, where the hell have I heard of it?

Mr. Anderson, the painter, is mute, but Mr. Anderson, who is opposite, seems shocked by the reality that he cannot speak, and constantly tries to communicate by means of writing—he is good at expressing short sentences in concise sign language.

In the flash of lightning, Leonard's mind suddenly flashed.

"Anderson Hood! Isn't that the name of an explorer who was famous at sea before? If the church's dossier and speculation are correct, he also has the title of 'First Adventurer Under the Demigods' among pirates, and he is definitely Sequence 5, and he is still a strong type. ”

A powerful sequence 5, after disappearing for more than half a year, suddenly appeared in Utopia?

No, the painter is usually very kind, and he does not have calluses and scars on his hands from long-term battles, nor does he have extraordinary strength...... Wait, in the mysterious world, the name is also a special spell, looking at his appearance, could it be that the spirit of "Anderson Hood" suddenly appeared in the body of Mr. Painter? …… Well, the spirit body is misaligned, it doesn't seem to be so difficult to deal with.

"Hands up, forbidden to use extraordinary abilities!"

In order to prevent this "adventurer" from doing anything that could harm others, Leonard took a stance towards the wild extraordinary.

Anderson gave him a surprised look, then raised one hand and wrote quickly on the drawing board with the other:

Where is this?

"It's a utopia." Leonard compensated, "a small city of Fursac." He summoned the spirit that he had contracted with him, and treated an extraordinary person who was "first under the demigods", even if there was Pales to vouch for it, he did not dare to take it lightly.

"Put your pen down and follow me to the church of the Fool."

Anderson caught a word, his expression was even more surprised, and then he became a little happy, and he quickly wrote another line:

I know your church, I know Daniz Dubois! I also helped him!

Daniz Dubois? Who? Leonard shook his head:

"I don't know, put your hand up and come with me."

……

Will also looked at the river of fate, and he saw the abstract key that rose from the river and was woven from the light.

But before he could carefully feel the flow and opportunity of fate, he suddenly felt as if a powerful force beyond his imagination had suddenly intervened in the space he had constructed.

Immediately after, the labyrinth that originally existed here was dissolved inch by inch by external forces, and the figure of Ulorius appeared not far away. The silvery-white river of fate flowed out of nowhere, circling at the feet of Him and Ulorius, forming a sign of "infinity" and then connecting end to end, and so on.

Did Ulorius get help from Klein? This was Will's first thought.

Because the meaning of this symbol in front of me is already obvious - on this horizontal "8" sign, Will and Ulorius are standing in two of the clearings, plus the river of fate that is connected from end to end, if this is not the meaning of the sequence 0 of the "fate" pathway, then Will can declare that he does not understand "fate" at all.

Wrong!

He didn't understand why Ulorius, who was still a little behind him, suddenly ascended to the sky, and it seemed that Klein didn't project his power to help, nor did he pull the skews - why else would he give himself information? Just as Will was puzzled, he suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a faint ring behind Ulorius, and in the darkness, only a pale ring emitted a faint light.

A huge pale aura appeared behind Ulorius, and the divinity of this moment made the competitors couldn't help but marvel.

Will was stunned at first, then understood the situation a little, and couldn't help but say loudly:

"You're crazy!"

"The worst thing we can do in the fight is to lose Sequence One, not to die!"

"But you do it—you sacrifice your own existence! In any case, if the fate of becoming a sequence 0 does not belong to you and me in the first place, then it should not be forced! Haven't you woken up to the consequences of forcing your fate for all these years? ”

"Stop, Ulorius! If you attract an outer god, then even Klein may not be able to—"

Ulorius looked at Will Krees with the eyes of a fool, and even though he knew that the old adversary might have a point out of ten that he sincerely wished that he would not be idle and seek his own death, he rolled his eyes calmly:

"You know what."

Will suddenly felt that his kindness had fed the dog, and his heart seemed to be holding more than a dozen volcanoes.

"Can't you talk properly?" Will wanted to fight back, but he felt that he had limited inspiration and couldn't say anything powerful to fight back, after all, he usually used "stupid snake" and "stupid snake" to taunt Ulorius a little.

But at the end of the day, not being able to catch himself doesn't mean that Ulorius is really stupid, Will himself knows that he can escape again and again only because he has taken advantage of the loophole that "the angel of destiny has no childhood", and he is also entangled in his legs - when he meets Dr. Allen, he is already in a very dangerous situation, after all, it is known that when snakes devour large prey, they start with their feet.

Urorius looked at him, and suddenly there was a faint desire to talk.

"Going with the flow is the right rite of godhood, and it's not that we choose this path, it's that this path chooses us." He looked at the gray sky in the world of consciousness, and his waist-length silver hair was swept by the invisible wind, like the only glimmer of light, "Will Krees, among all the twenty-two paths on this planet, there is only 'fate', which gives people a different feeling. ”

"You should know that we hardly need to play, we don't need to actively look for materials and opportunities to hold rituals."

Will couldn't help but speak:

"I know what you mean."

"But luck is our authority, and like the sunshine, thunder, spirits, manipulation, divination, and control of others, it is the foundation and core of our path's existence......"

Ulorius interrupted Him: "Yes. ”

We believe in "the choice of destiny".

As long as you are lucky enough to be promoted, there will be traits and ritual opportunities sent to your door, and if you are destined to not be promoted, then no matter how hard you try, it is useless, and you will die at the door of someone who wants to be promoted and has better luck.

It's like I'm better than you, I've already caught you, but I still need to use some mini-games to decide who has the destiny.

"Have you ever wondered why we call ourselves the 'destiny' pathway, but we can't control the fate of others? We can't just let someone die, but we have to rely on bad luck to influence it indirectly. We also have no control over our own destiny, and we have to offer a price to fate if we want to get anything – so it's better to call it a 'luck' path than a 'fate' pathway. ”

Will looked at Ulorius in disbelief.

It was hard for him to imagine that this angel, who seemed to be cold to the heart, could say so many words at once and have so many thoughts in his heart.

“…… Because we were demanding something that we weren't allowed, I wanted to eat chocolate ice cream, but I only made strawberries at home, so if I wanted to get chocolate ice cream, I had to go and talk to the chef, or wait, or pay to buy it outside. ”

Will spoke, and was a little deflated as he spoke:

"We can't directly influence it, but we can also burn our luck as a bargaining chip – well, that seems like you're right, and it does seem more appropriate to call it a 'luck' route."

He sat in the stroller and scratched his head, a little puzzled why Ulorius was saying this.

But now is clearly not the time to discuss the philosophy of pathways, and Will uses the corner of his eye to look at the "probability dice" that fall to the ground not far away.

He found that the uniqueness had also fallen into a wonderful state, and although it had fallen to the ground, it was frozen in the motion of spinning. A small ring is placed on top of the "Dice of Probability", and it turns out that it is not a freeze frame, but constantly spinning at high speed, not allowing either side to face up!

"You'd better give up borrowing the power of the outer gods." Will couldn't help but say, "It's too dangerous, what they want......"

Ulorius still ignored Will's words:

"It just so happens that I have it, and I'm not worried enough."

Will breathed a sigh of relief, his brow furrowed slightly.

Ulorius seems to have completely lost his mind, he did not hesitate to attract the outer gods for the position of sequence 0, and forcibly turned the friendly match that anyone who lost into a duel that would be won by suicide, and the current dialogue made Will feel that the other party's mental state was not good.

He secretly prepares to consume a large amount of "good luck" at one time and directly take away the "dice of probability".

In other words, it's His chance.

Ulorius' choice to get the help of the power of the outer gods is actually equivalent to being out! He could have used this symbol of "godhood" that belonged to the other person to achieve his own goal of accommodating oneness!

Without warning, Will did it right away!

But the next moment, his vision suddenly swirled, and he fell heavily into a dark chaos. He struggled to break through the darkness around him, and was shocked to find that he had just emerged from an eggshell, and that there was no sun in the sky, only pale rings.

Just when Will was stunned for a moment, another egg beside him suddenly broke, and a featherless chick burst out of its shell, and as soon as it came out, the brother immediately showed its extremely unfriendly side - it rushed up, grabbed Will's neck hard, and dragged him out of the shell with his hands and feet, and dragged him desperately to the edge of the nest, trying to push him down and fall to his death!

Ulorius!

Will suddenly realized what was going on, and although he didn't understand what was going on, he knew he couldn't let the other party get his way.

The two fledglings wuffled together, and despite Ulorius' best efforts to drag him to the edge of the nest, Will grabbed the other's claws and rolled into a ball and fell together.

His vision swirled again, and Will now had an experience, and although he didn't know what had become, he immediately rushed over as soon as his vision stabilized, clutching the only piece of flesh in his field of vision and trying to escape.

However, before he could go far, there was a sudden sharp pain in his hind legs, and Ulorius bit him so hard that he could not move. Will struggled to shake off the other party and eat the meat, but he didn't last long from the blood loss and severe pain, and died slightly earlier than the hungry Ulorius.

Another bizarre "reboot", they become unborn shark embryos.

Only one of the embryos was born that could eat the other siblings, and after a desperate struggle, both were bitten by each other, and the blood stained the amniotic fluid in the mother's body, and there was still no winner.

……

They turned into two snakes of the same size, and after trying to devour each other to no avail, one bit off the other's trachea, and the other strangles the other's body before dying.

……

After an unknown number of "reboots", they became twins in their mother's womb and tried their best to kill each other.

At this time, the nature of competition has changed, and the premise of "keeping yourself alive" is to "kill each other", and this behavior directly leads to the death of both of them. No matter what the situation, whether it becomes an animal, a plant, or a microbe, they are constantly fighting for something from each other's hands, as if this is the "sole purpose" of some malicious bystander.

What kind of fate is this?

"Do you think this will come to fruition?!"

Will tugged at the tight umbilical cord around his neck, struggling to breathe, but his face was purple.

In the fight and oppression just now, Ulorius's heart was attacked, the embryo ruptured, and the heart inside had gradually stopped. He stared at Will, his dark eyes that had not yet grown eyelids were terrifying, and his mouth barely moved twice:

"Do you remember the way back?"

What?

Before Will could react, suddenly the umbilical cord around his neck disappeared, and he returned to his last reincarnation, becoming two trees standing side by side with Ulorius. They were supposed to be competing for nutrients in this barren land, but at this moment, the tree that symbolized Ulorius shrank rapidly, as if going back in time, from a large tree to a small sapling, and finally to a seed.

Will was horrified, he quickly followed the other party's movements to restart himself, but he was already a step slower.

He chased Ulorius to the previous reincarnation, but as soon as he returned, he saw that Ulorius was gone.

One by one, he went back, but he quickly lost his way, forgetting what he was at this time.

At the same time, Ulorius, who had been prepared, traveled back in time to reincarnation after reincarnation at great speed, and in the blink of an eye, he returned to the beginning of the first reincarnation, he appeared in the bird's nest, broke out of the shell, and the bird's egg, which symbolized Will, did not react.

He crawled over and pushed the unhatched eggs out of the nest with his forelegs.

Syllable!

The small egg made a soft clatter, and in an instant, the world in front of Ulorius's eyes returned to normal, and Will was still glazed over, consciousness had not yet returned to his body, staring blankly at the stroller.

Urorius strode forward, crossing the river of fate where the two of them meet, picking up the spinning "dice of probability" on the ground.

The moment it was picked up, the white aura above the "Probability Dice" tightened violently, snapping the dice on a number.

Six!

In an instant, the river of fate boiled, and countless droplets splashed in the water, each reflecting a certain image of Ulorius, who had just followed the ancient sun god when he was a weak demigod; There was a reboot of Him, born in the home of a poor but pious couple, but his parents were killed by extraordinary creatures before He grew up, leaving him as an infant at home; There is a picture of Him silently painting in the kingdom of heaven, and the Medici and young Amun running by him are also frozen into one picture.

Countless images, countless water droplets splashed up.

At the moment when the "Dice of Probability" disappeared into the palm of Ulorius's hand, these droplets of water belonging to Ulorius's "past" flew up together, flew backwards, and fell into the darkness in the center of the pale aura behind him.

From now on, He has no past.

TBC

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At this moment, Will also came to his senses, and Ulorius was already in front of his eyes.

Ulorius looked at him silently.

"Restart it yourself." He said, "...... I promised Klein that I wouldn't kill you. ”

Will smiled:

"Then I wish you good luck."

(End of chapter)