88. Fate returns

"You bastard!! What did you do to Fisher?! I'll kill you!! ”

Rafael's roar in front of her made Agares, who had just grown a half-pulled head and was not even fully conscious, raise her head in a daze, she gasped and dragged her stump up with difficulty, and finally saw a sea of mud in front of her, but at this moment the sea of mud seemed to be foggy, so that she could not see anything clearly

Or, rather, it wasn't that she couldn't see clearly, but more like her original instinct for curiosity felt fear, refusing to observe some kind of existence that existed in it.

"La-la. La-la-la."

It was as if she had heard the chilling singing from it, which made her feel terrified and a sense of foreboding rose from within her.

She lowered her head in a daze, her mind blank, but Rafael next to her was already furious, and rightly thought that the beautiful woman in front of her was the culprit who caused Fisher to be like this.

As soon as she raised her spear, all the scales on her body rose upside down, spewing out a steady stream of steam.

But Helaire in the distance just looked at her coldly with Fisher in his arms, and then said with a smile,

"It's ridiculous, the blessings that are polluted in your body are about to explode with fright, and you are still so energetic"

"Bless, what bless? Stop making noise and let Fisher go!! ”

Rafael didn't care about it, the veins on her head flared up, and she jumped to the ground with the spear in her hand, but looking at the endless black mud, the shivering sensation from the depths of her soul still made her body sweak uncontrollably, causing the head of the spear to stab at Helaire to become slightly weaker.

The red flame burned brightly, wrapped around the tip of the spear to pierce Helaire's head, but with a slight wave of her hand, Rafael's body was wrapped in countless morning rays, pulling her to rest in the air.

"Ugh!"

Feeling the pull of the morning light, the spear formed by the blood in her hand also turned into liquid dripping down weakly, and she gritted her teeth and still tried to tear the morning light on her body, but the gap in rank was here, and she could only look at the smiling Hellaire below

"Your ancestor, Femabah, the source of your bloodline, was blessed by Dallas Gon, who was able to freely open the gap to the spirit world as the guardian of the rift. But thousands of years ago, in the midst of the mythical war, he was killed by the Soul Plague, and the blessings on him fell off and flowed through his blood until they returned to you."

Heller used the morning light to pinch the black mud close to the ground of Rafael, feeling a fierce fear, and at this moment, a crimson flame burned uncontrollably on Rafael's body, like a dazzling sun, making her soul and dragon horns extremely dazzling.

But Helaire just looked straight at the flames, and then said,

Unbeknownst to Femabah, the blessing that had fallen from him had been tainted by chaos and turned into a time bomb ready to ignite the cracks. The moment the blessing falls off you again, it will take effect, igniting the Flame of the Soul and connecting the spiritual realm with reality. It would have been like this five and a half years ago."

Rafael looked at the red flames burning on his body, and the scenes from the countless nightmares in his eyes seemed to be ignited by the fire that blessed him at this moment.

She suddenly remembered that when she was in Philoon City, the machine created by Philoon with soul technology wanted to take her soul, and this dazzling fire also burst out from her body, and that fire came from her soul.

It was a wake-up call, but she took it on deaf ears.

Filone didn't really want her soul to be fuel, but was bewitched by the chaos of his own soul that had not yet fully grown, and wanted to subconsciously release the tainted Femabaha blessing.

At that point, she should have died and burned the cracks, but then someone changed her fate

Rafael's eyes were red, and he looked at Fisher, who had completely turned into black mud at this moment, and muttered, remembering what he had done for himself when he was in the city of Filon,

"Fisher"

"Yes, my poor Fisher doesn't know that everything he gets has been secretly priced, and all the fate that should have been borne by you has been transferred to him by that damn fish that slipped through the net."

Although Heller still kept smiling, he obviously had a feeling of not smiling in it.

From beneath her feet, a line of fate spread out of the countless black mud, which went straight forward until it came to the end of its demise, and on this line, her figure loomed, but it was as if she had never entered this fate, and had never been discovered by any being.

She is Herel, she is Tsuki, she is Baimon, and she is like countless other beings in this world, nothing special, just silently going through everything, and finally ushering in their end like the characters.

Caleb Uzi once mentioned that the stars are by nature the most devout spectators in the world, and that the masters of the souls are obviously more than any of the Chaos species in this regard.

Until one day, she saw in the cage of the Sanctuary that an existence more precious than this world was sent back from the future, and from that day on, that peaceful fate began to grow branches like a tree, filled with countless choices.

But perhaps there are only two most important choices for her.

One, it was the day she finally penetrated the "secret" to find that guy.

The ragged, long-haired guy finally had no escape from her long pursuit, revealing her true identity under the cover, and she seemed to have given up on escaping, and only sat on the ground with a smile, looking at the Asian women passing by with interest.

It's a fork, one choice will move forward, and the other will destroy all forks and return everything to its original simple demise.

On that day, fate continued to move forward, and on that day, the "fish that slipped through the net" was born.

The second is the death of a nun, and she finally finds the treasure in her fate.

It was shortly after Fisher turned eighteen, just after he had lost his adoptive mother, and he had developed a close bond with the eldest princess of the Golden Palace, like Adam and Eve who had stolen the forbidden fruit, tasting a youthful love, and generating a steady connection and vitality with this world that was in danger of destruction.

It was also a fork, and after the fork it was two different fortunes.

One choice, Fisher didn't get the relics of the fish that slipped through the net, his love affair with Elizabeth was ruined by the possessiveness that was transferred to him, he wouldn't go to Schwali to find the witch, he wouldn't go to the Southern Continent to find the dragonmen, he wouldn't know that there was a whale race mixed into his school, he wouldn't know about Earwind's plans, and he wouldn't know what the Turan family in the north did to find the pedestal.

He would become the most famous professor in St. Nari, he would become the sought-after human leader in the entire Western Continent, he would attract more women, but no one would ever enter his heart.

Then, like everyone else, meet the coming of destruction in ignorance.

Of course, he will not go back to the past and bring fate back to that calm line.

Everything will be overturned, and Helaire will certainly not be affected, but everything in the rest of the world will return to its original point, to the point where he will not be born.

Because he went back in time, that's why the fish that slipped through the net created him.

And once he was brought back in time, the purpose of that damn fish that slipped through the net was achieved, until it came to this day step by step.

All the knots of the world were tied to him by the fish that slipped through the net, and once the fate of destruction was pushed forward, the pain that fell on the world, and the cost of those will all fall on him

"Bymun! Isn't it you?! Are you going to keep your promise!? ”

At this moment, in the distance, Agareth, who was looking at everything in the fog and black mud, finally couldn't help but say that Rafael had entered it at this moment, and she also saw Baimon's signature morning light in the fog, so she immediately opened her mouth to shout.

And Rafael also came back to his senses, looked at the smiling woman in front of him, and roared,

"Bymun. It's you! You orchestrated all of this, so that Fisher had to use this power, you"

"Yes, everything here is because of me, but have you ever thought that soon it will be more than just here, but the whole of this world."

Helaire's smile faded, and countless shadows fell on her expression, a feeling of extreme horror far beyond that of any walking creature, and Rafael quickly realized that the existence in front of her might be much more than a demon.

And by Rafael's pause, Helaire also stretched out his finger and pointed at the burning flames on her body, and said softly,

"You may not even realize it yourself, but since you escaped from Philoon City, it's only a matter of time before the contaminated blessed explosion in your body intensifies. Even without the Barbatos and Agareth I sent, one day it will still explode inside you. You were fine when Barbatos beat you to the ground, but two and a half years later, after you saw Jasmine pounce into his arms, didn't you dream of it becoming more and more unsettled? ”

Rafael gasped, and at this moment, the scenes of those dreams that had been taken away came to mind one by one.

She remembered the battle against the dark mud, and she remembered the burning anger and fear, which were not because of others, but because of herself

"Bump!"

"Me"

Thinking of this, the raging flame in Rafael's body became even more vigorous, as if to verify everything that the woman in front of him said.

"Even without me, the blessing in your body will eventually explode and become the gospel that opens up destruction, and then he will regret losing you. And the other five beings who are eyeing this world will not let go of this world, and he will also fight against those chaos more and more firmly under the guidance of that fish that slipped through the net. How selfish, Rafael. How many more times do you want him to go through such pain? ”

Rafael really didn't expect that the person who would make Fisher suffer such pain now would be the one who survived the city of Filone more than five years ago.

She did so much to be able to stand by his side on an equal footing, wanting to help him, but she didn't expect that the price she would have to pay for surviving was all borne by Fisher at the moment.

She looked at Fisher who had become like this below, and she couldn't help but feel extremely remorseful in her heart, and the blessing of Femabaha on her body became even hotter because of her emotional fluctuations.

At that time, would it be better for her to die in the city of Philoen?

"And I'm just trying to create an opportunity. Now the chaos in his body has grown completely, no different from the chaos that polluted Femabaha in the first place, and it can completely engulf the blessing that is about to explode in your body, no longer allowing it to burn and delay the arrival of destruction."

Rafael's body wrapped in the morning light no longer resisted, she just looked at Herel in front of her in a daze, and said softly,

"So. And at what cost? ”

Hellaire smiled slightly, looked at the dragonman in front of him and said,

"The blessing of Femabaha is bound to your soul, it will disappear when it erupts, and your soul will be lacking, if 'I' handle it properly, you will survive, but then, perdition will come, and Fisher will be tested and tormented in the future that you can't imagine.

"On the contrary, if I let the chaos swallow it completely, your soul will completely die with it, but the demons will return to the dynasty, and the destruction will be delayed. And Fisher, who can't accept your death, will probably hide, and this is the best time for me to take him away."

"Where are you taking him?"

"A place you can't imagine, far from everything here, he will be very safe with me forever."

“.”

Rafael was silent for a moment, she lowered her head, and let the hot tears fall down her cheeks until they dripped into the endless black mud, as if she had touched Fisher's body to transmit her emotions to him.

But then, the answer to Helel was just a simple sentence,

"Then please take him away, and give me back the fate I should have borne from my beloved."

"Okay."

Helaire smiled and nodded, and then a black hole unfolded behind her, leading to infinite darkness.

Among them, from the irrepressible void, from the end beyond the barrier, an illusory, inexplicable song resounded in the hearts of all souls, and then she let go of her hand and threw Rafael, who was wrapped in the morning light, into the black mud.

Rafael closed his eyes, and was quietly enveloped in the flames of Femabaha and thrown into the black mud.

"Poof!"

The moment she came into contact with the black mud, the flames on her body burst into flames, and soon turned into a pillar of light that soared into the sky, but Helaire only smiled slightly, and let the endless black mud envelop her death, and even the pillars of light with those flames were covered in it.

In the distance, Agareth also seemed to feel the explosion of something comparable to the true god level born in the thick black mud mist, and her expression was not happy, but in an instant, she felt that the thing was being devoured and corroded.

She was slightly stunned, looking at the flames that were constantly escaping in the black mud, and shouted unwillingly at the black mist,

"Bhamun!! You bastard!! ”

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