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"Then good luck with that."

Will reluctantly spoke.

This sudden defeat was not unacceptable to him, but simply an inability to comprehend Ulorius's thoughts.

"Fate doesn't have to let you win." Eventually, he couldn't help but ask, "Why are you using such drastic means?" If you want to save the Red Angel, he is in fact, maybe, already ......"

Will was as careful as he could in his wording, for fear of angering the man who had forcibly taken away the fate of the "god".

Drifting with the tide and waiting for arrangements is the true ritual of destiny, and Will can't tell how Ulorius completed the ritual - he seems to have used the power of the outer god's "Circle of Fate" to sacrifice his past and future, and with the help of the special authority of the other party, he quickly fought against himself again and again, so as to bypass the ritual of "going with the flow".

Urolius' goal was to become a god, and he sacrificed his past and future in order to forcibly seize the fate of "becoming a god" with the help of the Circle of Fate!

Everything else can be obtained for a price, but the Enlightenment Ceremony is absolutely not!

Wait a minute...... Will was stunned.

From the moment Ulorius decided to do this and put it into action, he should have been betrayed by "fate", plus the previous situation, and now that the three sequences one and the uniqueness are all together, so to speak, it was actually me who had a better chance of becoming a god?

I feel like I'm losing a lot...... According to the current situation of Ulorius, in the future, the entire path of "fate" will definitely go to the "Circle of Fate" of the outer gods, and I am afraid that there will be no chance to return to Sequence 1 or go further. After he got the "fate" path, he must also have a stronger ability to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and the probability of wanting to find the other party again in the starry sky is infinitely close to 0. If this outer god also has a good habit of "taking all the extraordinary traits into his own", he may become the only "fateful" extraordinary person left behind.

I'll never get promoted again! Will's heart throbbed.

At this moment, after seeing the intuitive follow-up effects, Will slightly understood the idea that Ulorius must succeed.

Ulorius glanced at Him:

"I should have killed your parents."

The expression on Will's face became a little more indifferent and serious:

“…… Although your goal is me, it's true that occasionally the whole family goes out and dies together. ”

"After all, it's the loved ones you get from the restart, and they are not enough to be your motivation to move forward." The Angel of Destiny looked at his old rival and suddenly said something meaningless, "You don't refuse the blood and kinship brought by the reboot, but you always remember that you are a child and remember your true identity." You are as innocent and ruthless as a child, just like you change your last name every time, but even when you are hunted down by me, you never consider changing your name...... Will Cress, you are probably better suited to be a god of this path than I am. ”

"Why are you scolding me again?"

Life is not easy, Will sighed: "Come on, I'll just restart." ”

Ulorius thought for a moment, looked at Will, and made a gesture to stop it.

The river of fate at his feet suddenly flowed, setting off a huge wave and slamming into Will's stroller!

There was a loud bang, and the waves fell, but Will's figure was nowhere to be found, as if the wave just now directly swallowed the child who was less than two years old and the stroller.

In the next moment, the river pushed the extraordinary properties of a snake that shimmered with a silvery-white light, like a snake covered in white amber, to Ulorius's feet. And after this extraordinary characteristic was pushed up, a silver-white scaleless giant snake also swam out from the other side of the river in a bit of confusion. Immediately afterwards, the river of fate in the shape of a figure 8 under his feet changed its shape, seemingly extending forward as in the past, but in fact it has been leaning in a certain direction, and will eventually meet itself somewhere in the infinite future.

It's like a ring so huge that no one can see the whole picture.

Will slipped into the distance, and Ulorius didn't reach out to pick up the sequence one characteristic at his feet, but that characteristic gradually became dim, and the spiritual power in it continued to escape as points of light, gradually integrating into Ulorius's body.

Will's mouth widened with his eyes, and he flew farther away, his body coiled in a defensive and fearful stance. He looked at Ulorius, and the serpent spat out with a palpitation:

"You just controlled ......?!"

Yes.

Ulorius thought.

I can directly control your reboot, so that you can die and come back to life in an instant, and I can directly influence your fate and make your death come back to life when you are alive, instead of having to increase or decrease luck.

"That's the power you gave in exchange for everything?"

Will was a little sluggish, and he looked at Ulorius with more serious eyes again, and after a moment, he sighed, and said in a somewhat lonely and helpless voice:

"Maybe you are right, if we can only trade with fate instead of control, and do not intervene directly, then we are not the 'extraordinary' of this path after all, but the perfect container for the final 'destiny', and all the 'luck' needed for promotion and survival is only to get to Him. You're right, we don't have the power to control our destiny, let alone our own destiny. ”

"But if you have the power to choose, you have to burn everything you have...... I can't. ”

He seemed to be much older and more decadent in an instant, and he was not as optimistic and lively as usual. Will subconsciously bit his tail, intending to restart himself and get out of here, only to realize that he was no longer a "giant snake", and it was useless to connect head to tail.

Will's expression suddenly became even more lonely.

He circled in place, his body getting smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared into the space he had constructed. There was only one sentence left, and the sound of water flowing through the river of fate reached Ulorius's ears.

"You won."

The extraordinary properties of the Sequence One at his feet have finally disappeared completely.

The words were like hammers of the final conclusion, and the last bit of spiritual brilliance floated up and fell into Ulorius's body like starlight.

In an instant, the world around him vanished like shattered glass, and Ulorius breathed slowly, stepping forward, the sparkling river of fate flowing tamely at his feet, making waves large and small with him.

The new god of fate closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he saw the vast starry sky.

The river of fate at his feet rose with a hazy halo, and it became no longer like a river, but like an infinite flow of time. Every drop of water is a vital part of the life of something alive. The path that life has traveled, the road that has not yet been traveled, and time are mixed together to become history and destiny, interweaving a never-ending river - one day, this universe will also come to an end, and time will lose its meaning.

And the wheel of fortune will not stop, and the spinning wheel will resume operation after a brief period of stagnation, weaving the fate of all beings and even the gods.

Urorius gazed at the sky, he now only needed a thought to tamper with the fate of others, and even let the dead live through the fate of the living, with the help of the Circle of Fate, even the true gods of the same person, He could make an effective influence.

But He didn't want to be like other gods and declare His power to the whole world. - Making a declaration of godhood now will only make the whole world a mess again, and he doesn't want to disturb utopia at this last moment.

He needs time to digest and stabilize.

But that still doesn't seem to be enough—it was the City of Calamity that took away Medici, the essentia, and the fact that becoming a true god had drained his mental strength, and that his state was entirely because he had sacrificed his past and future before he lost control on the spot after becoming a god. Maintaining the status quo has been exhausted, where does he have the strength and time to contact the "Key of Light" in the Western Continent again, and even accommodate, to obtain the power to rob people with the City of Calamity?

“…… You're watching, right? Ulorius said.

"Yes, I'm watching."

The other outer god replied. He picked up his camera, pointed it at Ulorius, and clicked the shutter.

"I'm thinking about something." He said, "Seeing you praying to the Circle of Fate, it occurred to me that not long ago I was bemoaning that you were all under Crane's command, or I could have killed you all and then used your extraordinary characteristics and uniqueness to lure the Circle of Fate into Earth and grace the current situation—and it was a funny ending that you made that choice. ”

"I have handed over the past and the future, and now I want to keep it to save people, and there is nothing to trade with you."

Ulorius said with a blank face:

"I don't know your authority, but my gut tells me that Medici's fate may not be severed, and that the opportunity is in your hands. If there's anything else worth taking, just let me know. ”

"The aftermath of making too many deals with fate."

The outer god sighed, and he patted the camera, which spat out a picture that seemed to have a faint flame burning: "I don't want anything, and you have nothing left - how about leaving the fate of the Medici to me?" I'll let Him live. ”

……

"Speaker?!"

The demigod of the School of Life, Councilor Rejord, was startled by the voice that had suddenly sounded in his head just now, and almost missed the precious gold-painted ceramic cup in his hand. He looked left and right, and saw that no one around him suddenly appeared, so he quickly got up from his chair, bowed his head to the air, and replied with sincere fear: "You are finally back!" You have finally answered our prayers again! ”

The last time the speaker delivered the news, he still asked them to find a way to sacrifice the "dice of probability" directly, and the language was vague, only to say that he was not in danger at that time. And for months after that, there was no more information or words.

The longer the speaker disappeared, the more serious the split within the school of life became, and more and more people began to do whatever they wanted, choosing the "moon" as a religion instead of believing in the symbol of the red moon with reservations as required by the school. Rejord, who was a demigod before, was injured due to some internal reasons and needed to recuperate, but now he has directly found a reason to avoid internal friction and return to a safe place to live in seclusion.

Now, hearing the Speaker's voice again, he suddenly felt like his second boot had landed. In any case, if the Speaker returns to organize the school this time, then the internal division will finally come to an end.

The heart that had been hanging before calmed down, and Rychod breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hmm." He was answered by a voice that could not hear men and women clearly, and could not distinguish the exact age.

The only thing Rejord could hear was that the Speaker didn't seem to be in any good spirits, as if he wasn't very happy.

But Rejord hurried up and hurriedly told the Speaker what the people of the "Moon" faction had done, and then asked the Speaker what happened to the terrifying earthquake just now.

Large earthquake? Will didn't know, but Will didn't hear it.

"Report on the recent situation, organize the files and records, and offer sacrifices to me...... I'll deal with the members of the moon who believe in it. During this time, I will stay in the Northern Continent, and you can take the initiative to contact me, but the frequency should not be too high, and you can control it yourself. ”

"Can you receive prayers steadily?" Rickard was pleasantly surprised, and he realized that the underlying meaning of the phrase was that the Speaker was out of danger, "Yes! We will find the right time to pray through divination and then report back to you with important information. ”

"Hmm." Will's mind echoed the words that Ulorius had said, and it made him feel less inclined to speak now.

After quickly ending his communication with his juniors, Will hovered over Backerland like an invisible ghost.

The outside world looked like it had just experienced a massive earthquake, and the southern sky was pitch black at some point, as if something was fighting inside. His gaze swept from below, and he saw that the once-thriving towns were now in ruins, like fragile sandcastles that had collapsed into tattered house raw materials in the tremors. Looking at the busy Church Extraordinaries in the distance, and the practical plant shelters, Will was going to do a little favor with the restart, but then remembered that he was no longer a "serpent", but just a "prophet".

Prophet......

Will looked around earnestly again, and he could see the general direction of everyone's fate, and he could see that their suffering was still not over, and that the time had not yet come to get out of danger, and he lowered his head and looked at his hands, but he could not see his fate.

Isn't my fate obvious enough?

From now on, I will follow Klein Moretti as an angel and follow the master of the Source Castle, and this is the reward for my ability to face Ulorius without dying - and, with Ulropes' ascension and departure, I will not have another chance to be promoted.

He doesn't want to look at fate anymore, He's just a prophet, he can be more prophetic than anyone else, but he doesn't have to tell people about their future.

He floated forward, and suddenly a familiar cry rang out in his ears.

Will subconsciously turned his head, and sure enough, he saw that it was Mr. and Mrs. Alan Krees and their children.

Probably because of their own good luck, half of their house did not collapse, and they stood out on this street. And these two people, whom he once called "Mom and Dad", are now surrounded by children, with a smashed stroller beside them, holding something wrapped in a cloth ball, crying bitterly.

Ms. Verma was crying very sadly, and Alan looked very tired.

Will looked at them, calculating the remaining luck on them, checking their fate, and making sure that he had given enough, and that the rest of the family's life and destiny no longer needed his involvement and help.

"I need a new look." He thought silently.

From now on, there is no need to escape from Ulorius, and after restarting, there is no danger to life, and you can grow up naturally.

Immediately afterward, Will quickly left Backerland and entered the borders of Intis, ready to smuggle himself into Vrsack.

And as soon as he established himself in the territory of Intis, he immediately saw the direction of the Rune Empire, Beckland, a storm of thunder and lightning blew in the sky, and the torrential rain poured down, and the center of the thunderstorm suddenly rose a huge black tower that connected to the sky, and countless thin black lines quickly extended around like blood vessels, intending to encompass the territory of the entire empire!

It's good to run fast. Will sighed and sat down in place.

TBC

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When I woke up in the morning, I found that the readership had exploded.,I suspect it's the interdimensional blow of the Suhuan.,Or Ulorius sacrificed the past of the readership.,In short, the new group is also a book friend group that doesn't have the past.。

Later, let's put a new group number in the book circle synchronously.

(End of chapter)