"It's you!"

Gaia was a little surprised, looked at the Moirai who walked into his temple, and said curiously: "Moilai, the most favored daughter of the night, why do you have time to come to me?" ”

"The Great Mother of the Gods, Lord of the Earth! I received a feedback from fate, the last words left by the night. ”

"What is it?" As the words fell, Gaia appeared in front of Moirai, and the void condensed after the goddess appeared. Moirai was horrified to find that although the Mother Earth had lost absolute control of the earth at this time, the heavy, heavy, and stable earth aura that emerged from her body was even more terrifying.

Standing in front of her, Moirai immediately knew that it was a major mistake for her choice to appear here. At this time, she only felt that she was like a worm falling into amber, except that her consciousness could still rotate, her sense of the Tao and the law, and the control of authority, all came to a standstill.

Gaia, who waited for a while, also seemed to notice that something was wrong with the Moirai, chuckled, and the terrifying aura around her body gradually dissipated, and the weak Moirai knelt on his knees, and handed over the resurrection ceremony to the Mother Earth with some trembling.

"This way!" Gaia looked at the ceremony of the Moirai and sighed, "She had such an idea at the beginning!" It's a pity ......."

After speaking, Gaia was silent for a long time before replying to a flat voice: "Moirai, according to your sense of fate, if I perform this ritual, what is the success rate?" ”

"It's up to you?"

Moirai was shocked by Gaia's divine power just now, and he didn't dare to hide it, and said bluntly: "If you choose to give up the god of love and beauty, then there is about a seventy percent success rate, but I can't guarantee that after the god of the sky returns, there will be many memories." If you choose to sacrifice the heir of the god of the sky, depending on its own strength and the degree of matching with the sky, there is about a 2 to 40% probability of success. If you rely solely on the blood of the gods on the Olympus Sacred Mountain, the success rate is less than one percent. ”

"Aphrodite?" Gaia softly pronounced the name of the goddess who was favored on the Olympian Sacred Mountain, and then sneered: "That's right, this guy can actually be seen as the other side of the guy in Ouranos, plus she herself has the power of almost the main god, and she has a seventy percent success rate, which is normal." ”

After Gaia finished speaking, he touched his wrist again, looked at Moirai and said softly: "Then, please start preparing your destiny, my husband, the ruler of the sky, will return again." During this period, I will help you carry all the fate backlash, understand? ”

"Yes! Great Mother of the Gods! "Where did the Moirai dare to refuse, her hands were in the void, and an invisible gaze was born from the void, and then at the tips of her fingers, it turned into a fluctuation of fate, flowing into the tributary of fate belonging to Greece.

And at the moment when this goddess made a move, Yuan Qingwei, who was hidden behind the scenes, also made a move.

The Sancai Guanyun Mirror flew out, and the clear light reflected from the treasure mirror, falling on the river of the tributary of fate, completely reflecting the thread of fate woven by the Moirai.

Immediately afterward, the Primordial Orb flew out, blooming with red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, black and white, slightly distorting the fate of the Moirai and linking the night with the sky.

At the same time, the Yuan Shi Dao wheel behind Yuan Qingwei's head emerged, and the wisps of Yuan Shi Dao Qi flowed, a kind of vast and magnificent power that was wider than the sky, deeper than the earth, inclusive of everything, and containing everything, flowing out, blending into fate, extracting a little bit of the essence of the night.

"Ouranos will return!" Moirai recited a proverb of fate.

In an instant, a wonderful force was born out of nothingness, and then went down the tributary of fate, distorting time, distorting space, distorting the will of all beings, and distorting the order between all things.

Everything that cannot be led to Ouranos will return, and the future of fate is crumbling in distortion.

"The primordial sky will return!" Yuan Qingwei's incarnation, Onei Riyi, appeared in the center of his eyebrows, and a dark night divine seal appeared in his eyebrows, and he also told a fate proverb that was almost like that of Moilai.

"Click!" A fine crack appeared on the Sancai Cloud Viewing Mirror in an instant, and the Yuan Shi Treasure Bead was also dim.

As the ontology, Yuan Qingwei also felt the rejection of himself by the world in the underworld, but he didn't care, after comprehending the law of heaven in the Yuan Origin Realm, Yuan Qingwei had a new concept of fate.

The extreme of fate represents the absolute order, under the ultimate fate, everything can not escape the shackles of fate, you raise your left foot and raise your right foot, are in the constraints of fate, no matter how many "variables" you create, in essence, they are in the "fixed number" of fate.

All beings don't need such a fate, the gods don't need such a fate, and all transcendent people don't need such a fate. Therefore, the world does not need such a fate, so there are variables, so there are miracles.

"Absolute order and absolute chaos are not what the world needs! The essence of the world lies in balance, in balance, in balance, in balance, only in this way can sentient beings jump out of comfort, and only then can they have the possibility of cultivation! And the backlash of fate, to put it bluntly, is just an instinctive resistance to the world brought about by the challenge of order, as long as it works well, someone will naturally take the blame! O goddess of fate! Please sleep for a while! ”

A Dao halo appeared in Yuan Qingwei's eyes, and two breaths flowed out of the Yuan Shi Dao Wheel behind his head, one of which was connected to the fate of the periphery, and the other was rooted in the Dao Chakra.

The breath operates, increasing and decreasing, constantly deriving new changes, like two entwined rivers of time, constantly extending a new future, but constantly cutting off the past.

In the end, when Yuan Qingwei's own breath declined to the extreme, it bottomed out, and the two breaths that were originally entangled, increased and decreased, and decreased and increased, and finally when the two returned to balance again, the fate of Yuan Qingwei's periphery had gradually dissipated.

On the other side, Moirai, who was in the Temple of the Earth, was helped by Gaia to gradually suppress the weaker and weaker fate of the backlash, she felt a little strange, but she couldn't investigate it in detail, and only after suppressing the backlash was surprised to find that her fate was controlled by another person.

"Nope! Gaia, save ......"

Before she could let out a single exclamation, countless threads appeared on her body, quickly entwined around her body, and then pulled her into the tributary of Greek fate.

"Damn it!" Gaia's face was not good, and he stretched out his hands to try to pull it out, but at this time, the tributary of fate, after several modifications, itself was already a little unstable, and Gaia's divine power was injected into it, which attracted the attention of the will of heaven and earth, and the tributary belonging to Greece had a vague tendency to return to the mainstream of fate.