When Garoway City was still bathed in the pouring 'acid rain', Jiang Hao, who had toured the circle, saluted and quietly left the city.

Fate has been arranged, as long as there is no god to intervene, everything will develop in the direction he expected, even if a soothsayer predicts the future and makes changes, the changes he makes will only become an opportunity to promote the development of fate.

The deeper he grasped the authority of 'fate', the more he understood the power of 'fate'.

The mighty river of fate encompasses the future of everyone in the multiverse, and it is the arrangement of fate to conform to fate, and it is also the arrangement of fate to rebel against fate.

......

The city of Bestel, an old castle.

A group of professionals dressed in different costumes gathered here, lured by the duke's heavy money.

In front of them was a large bed made of snow-white swan feathers, and in the middle of the large bed lay a young man with his eyes closed and a handsome face.

“...... His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness the Little Reinhardt may have been cursed by some kind of curse because he was unconscious. An old man in a gorgeous robe with a long white beard stroked his beard and said, "For the time being, I can't see what kind of curse His Highness Little Reinhardt has received, after all, there are hundreds of thousands of cursed races in this world, and even a full-time cursed curse warlock may not be able to recognize this as a curse." ”

"But I can try to cast a blessing spell on His Highness Reinhardt Jr. and see if I can dispel the curse that has befallen him. ”

"Then trouble Your Excellency Ishdar. ”

A man with pale skin, a cold body like an iceberg, nodded lightly, and when he looked at the man on the big bed who had a somewhat similar appearance to himself, the cold ice emitted seemed to melt a little,

Behind him, a frost dragon lying on his stomach sighed softly, and the floor tiles beneath his feet immediately formed a thick layer of ice.

"Don't bother, I'll do it right away. ”

The man known as Ishdar looked at the Grand Duke in fear and said hurriedly.

Archduke Reinhardt was not human, or rather, it used to be human.

But after what could be called an epic battle, he was no longer human after he single-handedly died along with three legendary spellcasters.

Summoned back by the necromancer, he rode the same frost dragon that had been transformed into an undead like himself, breaking free from the necromancer's mental bondage and slashing him under his greatsword.

Then return to the city of Bestel, hold his infant child, hold the giant sword, and continue to guard the nascent kingdom.

His title of Grand Duke was earned by killing one enemy after another and winning one war after another, so he is also called the Grand Duke of Death.

Everywhere you go, death follows.

Ishdar pulled out a magic book and flipped it through.

As the pages turned, a huge light source appeared in the hall, and then a large amount of light spread from above, rushing towards the huge castle.

Under the illumination of the light, the frost dragon lying on the ground let out an unpleasant breath, and the temperature of the hall immediately dropped by dozens of degrees.

Seeing this, Grand Duke Reinhardt thrust the giant sword in his hand into the ground, and the frost dragon immediately fell silent.

The light was scattered on the young male, and nothing happened.

“...... Grand Duke Reinhardt, it may be that I have misjudged. Ishdal was slightly embarrassed.

He thought that after his blessing landed, he directly dispelled the curse on little Reinhardt's body and woke him up, and he also thought that his blessing was directly engulfed by the curse.

But he didn't expect his blessing to fall on little Reinhardt, but little Reinhardt showed no signs of waking up.

It's not a curse at all.

Grand Duke Reinhardt looked at Ishdar, and was not as angry and angry as he imagined,

"Isn't it a curse?Lord Ishdar, do you have any other way to wake you up?"

"I think I can try to dispel it, maybe it will have an effect, but I can't guarantee that it will have an effect, after all, His Highness Reinhardt Jr. is in a very peculiar state, there is no disease, no soul is missing, and he has not been cursed, but he has been unconscious. ”

Ishdar thought for a moment and said, "Actually, the Grand Duke should ask the priests of the temple to come over, they are better at healing. ”

Almost all priests of gods have healing magic, even if they are priests of evil gods, they will also heal others, the difference is the strength of the effect.

What's more, the priest of the gods can also perform the resurrection technique, the great resurrection technique, and even the great prophecy technique with the help of the power of the gods, so that everything works according to their own hearts.

Hearing the priest, Archduke Reinhardt frowned.

He used to believe in gods, but after becoming an undead, he didn't believe in it, after all, except for a limited number of gods, the vast majority of gods are not friendly to the undead.

Because the undead are not living beings, they cannot provide faith to the gods, nor can they have a religious connection with the gods.

Nor can the power of the gods be transmitted directly to the spirits of the dead through their connection with each other.

Coupled with the extreme rejection of the undead by the gods of Heavenly Mountain, they linked the undead to evil and encouraged believers to fight the undead, so in the main plane, the situation of the undead was not good.

Immediately, he loosened his brow again, and said lightly,

"If necessary, I'll have someone go to the pastor. ”

He had no faith and had little to do with the temple church, but as a duke, he had a large number of fiefs and subjects, and if he was willing to let the faith of a particular god be promoted in his fiefdom, he believed that he could impress the priests of the gods.

Hearing that the Grand Duke decided to seek the help of the priest of the temple, Ishdar breathed a sigh of relief, there is no problem in this world that the priest cannot solve, if there is, then ask the gods behind the priest to solve it.

He kept a warm smile and said:

"I'll do a dispersal of His Highness Little Reinhardt first. ”

He lifted the magic book in his hand and slowly turned a page.

Immediately, the appearance of a magic book appeared on the top of his head, and compared to the magic book in his hand, the magic book on top of his head was darker in color, and there were some more strange characters on it.

In the next second, the magic above his head exploded,

A layer of purple cyclones spread rapidly.

Everywhere the cyclone went, the heavy and firm melt that covered the ground and turned into melted water, staining everyone's boots.

A purple cyclone swept over Little Reinhardt, dispelling the blessings he had released on him.

Then, little Reinhardt's eyes were still closed.

“...... Your Highness, I still suggest that you find the Temple Priest to deal with it as soon as possible. Ishdar held the magic book in his hand, and for a moment he didn't know what to do, so he could only give advice to find the priest of the temple.

At this moment, a faint voice sounded,

"Maybe I can wake him up. ”