Metternich spent twenty years of his life performing this divination.
This is an extremely high price for anyone to pay.
But for him, a "professional gambler", he seemed to be completely indifferent.
In his own words, if Renn hadn't appeared, he would have died on the "Destiny Card".
"Life span" is just a number, and "luck" is the most important factor that determines how long a person can live. Just like the chips on the gambling table, they are yours only if you win in the gambling game.
Even if his physical lifespan was originally supposed to be eighty years, if he couldn't pass that threshold, the rest of his lifespan would be completely meaningless.
Gamblers are of the same lineage, betting on fate.
... ..
"So... you want to stay with me?"
Renn was also surprised when he heard Metternich's statement.
A "Three-Eyed Evil God" with unknown abilities, can one more person be around
If you really want to talk about masters, Renn himself has many around him. Not to mention Ymir, Thunder Crow, Tust... and some hidden arrangements. In the Imperial Capital of Omar, no one can kill him.
If it is really a "death disaster", it shouldn't be as simple as just adding another legendary combat power.
Metternich: "Yes."
Renn: "Why?"
"..."
Metternich shook his head, indicating that he didn't know what would happen.
But he explained the reason why he wanted to do this.
"In this game, I am the 'Joker' myself. No one can replace me."
Metternich turned over a black and white clown card.
His divination was done with poker.
He also explained the current situation in gambler terms: "There is a saying in our gambler sequence that two 'JOKER cards' together, no matter what the rules, are the biggest cards. Unless the opponent has the ability Destroy the entire rules of poker."
"..."
Renn was thoughtful when he heard this.
He has a colored clown card, while Metternich has a black and white clown card. If you put a bunch of them together, what a blast
Can it also cause qualitative change
Metternich continued: "Now it seems that the rule in the Ice Ridge Wasteland is the 'Extraordinary Fifth Level'. Under this rule, no one can surpass the law and order. I speculate that the evil god does not have the ability to break through this rule. , or in other words... the things here are not worthy of Him paying some price to break the rules."
Thinking about it, he added: "Furthermore, according to your statement, when [Black Emperor] Moises was defeated during the Munkel Civilization, the enemy was the Three-Eyed Tribe. Then I also speculate that the restrictions on this Ice Ridge Wasteland Maybe it was arranged by the Black Emperor to protect this land under the mist and us... the descendants left behind by the 'Seventy-two Divine Generals'!"
"That's it"
Ren nodded as he listened.
He also didn't expect Metternich to analyze so many things just by listening to some of what he said.
But when I think about it, I feel that this statement is the most reasonable.
Whether it was the previous battle in the "Black Wind Territory" or Master Kavo personally coming to challenge. After two battles, they both confirmed that the evil god's combat power was indeed invincible, but he did not break through the upper limit of "Extraordinary Level 5".
Moreover, it is also very likely that the humans in the Ice Ridge Wasteland are "descendants of the seventy-two divine generals".
Although this law restricts all extraordinary beings from transcending the fifth level of extraordinary, on the other hand, it is also a kind of protection.
There are real gods in the world outside the fog. It is difficult to imagine how a human species without the existence of "god-level powerhouses" can survive
And in front of us, at least within the scope of the fifth level, the extraordinary beings in the mist world have very strong combat power.
... ..
Day, early morning.
The Omar Palace was a bustling scene.
Early in the morning, various princes of Omar, hereditary grand dukes, grand marquises... and the heads of the major established families who had not attended court for many years also came to the palace.
During the more than half a year since King Spurglin XV had been ill in bed, he had hardly held any large-scale court meetings, and the parliament hall of the palace had probably not been so lively for a long time.
Everyone understands that today is probably the most important issue of the succession of imperial power to be announced.
"Hey! I heard that His Majesty's physical condition is getting worse and worse. It is estimated that it will only last a day or two..."
"Yes, I'm afraid the results of today's court meeting will be announced."
"Several princes are fighting openly and secretly, and the situation at the lower level of Oma is also turbulent. It would be better if the succession to the throne is decided early in this situation. I don't know which prince can inherit the throne..."
"..."
Ministers and nobles gathered together in small groups, whispering from time to time.
No matter who becomes the emperor, it will not make much difference to these high nobles who choose "neutral".
They are needed for the operation of the empire, and their family also controls the population and the mechanical city. No matter who ascends the throne, they must make good friends with them.
"Look, the people from Black Dragon City are here."
At this time, no one knew who shouted, everyone's eyes moved over, and the entire council hall fell silent instantly.
After taking a closer look, Ren, who was wearing a plain white general's uniform, and Ymir, who was wearing an aqua blue princess dress, slowly walked into the venue.
A group of four people.
No bodyguards were allowed in the palace, and the only ones accompanying him were Mr. Tust and a young man wearing a black tuxedo with his high hat held low.
Seeing Ren and others entering the venue, the nobles also took the initiative to say hello.
"Your Highness the Princess!"
"Ymir..."
"aunt... "
There are various names.
There are many white-haired old men, many of whom are Ymir's elders.
This is the case with the old aristocrats. They have been married for generations, and the big families are more or less related to each other.
This eldest princess who was once excluded from Oma by these people as a "plague" in the royal capital of Oma is now back.
The same group of people, but their attitudes have changed drastically, and they are as enthusiastic as their own flesh and blood relatives.
Respect has always been linked to strength.
Yesterday, Black Dragon City's eight hundred mechanical knights forcibly breached the Royal Academy of Sciences. Everyone knew that this once-lost eldest princess held an "invincible mechanical army" in her hands. Her rise has been unstoppable.
Most of the people who spoke were big nobles or relatives who were close friends, and Ymir had to deal with them one by one.
Of course, she didn't forget to introduce Ren to everyone.
"Congratulations, congratulations... After today, we Omar and your 'Black Dragon City' will officially conclude a good alliance. In the future, His Highness Ymir will take more care of the uncles in his hometown."
"Ymir, your Black Dragon City occupies a good location. I heard that your Kalatwa Basin produces high-quality coal and iron ore resources? Uncle, I happen to be running some mines in the empire, and there is no shortage of them. Large equipment, we will be able to communicate with each other commercially..."
"Uncle, my territory happens to produce high-quality food. My niece, I heard that your territory is developing very well, and it will definitely need a large supply of food. If you have any needs, just ask, I'm welcome!"
"Your Highness, Princess, I heard that your Black Dragon City's Mechanical Academy also recruits students from the two empires? That guy from my uncle's family happens to have some mechanical talent, and he is your cousin Thomas. You met him a few years ago..."
"..."
Business blowback has always been those things.
Power, money, resources... a type of exchange of interests.
Of course, there are also all kinds of people who come to build relationships.
"Black Dragon City" is now a piece of "fat meat" with great appeal no matter from which aspect it is viewed.
Resources, technology, population, geographical location... any aspect can make the two empires salivate.
If it weren't for the strong support of force, these guys would have already thought of plundering by force.
Renn was not good at socializing in this kind of upper-class aristocratic circle, so he sat there expressionlessly.
Even when someone greeted him, he nodded politely.
... ..
I waited like this for about half an hour.
The court meeting still has not been held.
The chamberlain came to report that the old emperor was not in good mental condition and was resting. He was afraid that he would have to wait for a while.
Renn sat in his seat, but his mind kept thinking about where the so-called "death calamity" that Metternich had divined for him was.
Now the parliament hall is also divided into four distinct groups of people.
The neutral nobles, the second prince's faction, the fourth prince's faction, and the eighth prince's faction.
The three princes who had the chance to inherit the throne and the major old families who supported them all stood together, most of them were fat-bellied nobles.
The guards are all outside the palace, and the few officials with military power are not too high in extraordinary rank. Looking around, there are hundreds of people in the huge parliament hall, and only a few old generals have reached the fifth level of Transcendence.
But obviously, Renn felt that none of these existed that could threaten his life.
And his eyes occasionally glanced at the crowd of people around the second prince, but he didn't see the white-robed missionary from Glory City.
I heard that the guy was "treating" the old emperor with magic in the apse at the moment.
And coincidentally, just when Ren was thinking about what the missionary had to do, the guy just walked in from the gate.
As soon as he entered, the crowd immediately gathered around him.
Everyone asked: "Master Miriel, how is your majesty?"
Everyone pricked up their ears and listened to this question.
The missionary responded seriously: "Your Majesty's condition is not very good... But after treatment, his consciousness is completely awake. After a short rest, he will be able to go to court... "
After hearing "completely conscious", everyone exhaled in unison.
This means that the decision-making power of the succession of the throne is still in the hands of the old emperor, and no one can make a fuss about it.
But Ren in the distance narrowed his eyes slightly as he listened.
Conscious
Haha... I'm afraid it's just to facilitate my control.
Metternich, who was behind Ren, also spoke at this time, with a very strange tone: "Tsk, tsk, I never thought that Glory City had such a method before. No wonder the second prince Karen is doing divination in such a weak situation. In the end, the chances of winning are so big..."
Ren touched his chin and said: "Therefore, we cannot allow such a person who has been brainwashed by the evil god to inherit the throne."
Metternich smiled: "Don't worry. Omar is about to collapse. No one can be the emperor."
When Ren heard this, his expression changed slightly, but not much.
He naturally believed that Narrow Eyes had this ability, and added: "The succession to the throne is a trivial matter, but we must find a way to prevent those guys in Glory City from continuing to use this method to spread the belief in evil gods..."
Metternich thought for a moment and nodded: "This is indeed a little troublesome."
While they were chatting, they didn't expect that the second prince Karen actually walked over with the white-robed missionary.
"Auntie, you are here."
Karen politely performed a breast-protecting ceremony on Ymir, then looked at Renn aside, and said hello: "Mr. Renn, it's an honor to meet you. I wanted to invite you to my house as a guest, but Yesterday we met in such a hurry..."
"Your Highness, the Second Prince, I am also honored to meet His Highness."
Renn looked at this uninvited guy with a polite smile on his face.
He also guessed that this guy probably thought that he didn't know that they had used methods to tamper with the old emperor's knowledge.
So, he probably came to show his kindness.
After all, Ymir is a staunch supporter of his brother, which means that once the old emperor declares his right to inherit the throne, "Black Dragon City" may be his best supporter of Karen!
Karen smiled and said: "I heard that Mr. Renn is an excellent fighter, with a combat power that is comparable to the top..."
"Your Highness, you have given me the reward. Your skills are not worth mentioning..."
Renn listened to the other party's praise and said modestly, feeling a little surprised in his heart.
What on earth is this guy going to do
At this time, Karen's eyes flashed with an imperceptible luster, and he said, "I heard that Mr. Ren has now transcended the third level of Dzogchen and is comprehending the 'Fist Intention'?"
Ren knew that his information had now spread to all the major forces, and the second prince was not surprised to know, so he casually responded: "Yes."
Hearing this, Karen smiled slightly self-deprecatingly and said: "I don't have that talent anymore... I still have to rely on magic potions to advance to the third level of extraordinary level. There is no hope of reaching the fourth level of extraordinary level in the future. Mr. Lane's talent, It’s really enviable.”
Obviously, Ren knew that the second prince was not here specifically to praise him.
Sure enough, at this moment, Karen signaled, and the white-robed missionary beside him suddenly took out a jade box.
Looking at the puzzled looks of others, Karen introduced slightly mysteriously: "This is the heirloom [Philosopher's Stone] passed down by Master Miriel. It has a magical effect, that is, it can allow people to enter 'Sage state', so you can easily understand the meaning of the fist!"
"Oh! There is such a treasure?"
When Ren heard this, he was indeed interested.
For the Second Prince Omar to be able to say this, the efficacy of this thing is 80% untrue.
He didn't expect that there was such a treasure in the world that could help people understand the meaning of the fist
But... didn't the big guys like Mafa and Kavo say they can only realize it themselves
Now that he was stuck at the threshold of the fourth level of Transcendence, it was really hard for him. Someone brought out such a treasure, which immediately aroused his interest.
The strange color that flashed across Ren's face was not hidden from Master Miriel's eyes, and no one noticed it. A smile of success flashed in this guy's eyes.
"nature."
At this time, Karen nodded and said with a smile: "Mr. Ren is the Lord of Black Dragon City. From my aunt's perspective, we are not outsiders."
Having said this, he motioned to the missionary on the side to open the box and said: "This [Philosopher's Stone] should be my gift to Mr. Lane. You will know the efficacy of this strange stone at a glance..."
If the things in this box can really help people understand the "Fist Intention" and advance to the fourth level of extraordinary, then it will indeed be regarded as a treasure.
Especially for Ren, an ascetic monk.
Originally, Ren was full of expectations for the "treasure" in the box, but as soon as he opened it, his expression immediately changed.
Because at this time, system prompts also came one after another.
[Ding! Serious warning, unknown mental power intrusion, subconscious tampering, progress 0.1%...]
... ..
Inside the box is a fist-sized fluorescent stone, which emits a gray glow under the light.
As soon as the jade box was opened, everyone present felt a sense of clarity like a spring breeze blowing on their faces.
For someone like Renn who is on the verge of understanding the "Fighting Intention", this feeling is particularly strong.
That feeling of "lucidity" makes people feel as if they have sunk into ice water, and their thoughts have never been clearer again.
At the same time, he felt a sense of comfort that was like an "enlightenment", which made him vaguely feel that he was about to understand something.
At this moment, Ren finally understood that what this guy said was not a lie.
If there really is this [Philosopher's Stone], he is afraid that he will soon be able to truly grasp the quicksand-like "Fist Intention Perception" in his hands!
Of course, the premise is that there is no system prompt.
Just one face-to-face encounter has a 0.1% tampering rate.
If he really gets it in his hands and understands it, I'm afraid it won't take even one night for some of Ren's own perceptions to be quietly changed.
Upon hearing this system prompt, Ren's lips raised slightly.
However, the smile he showed seemed somewhat meaningful.
He looked at the box and asked, "Is this a family heirloom of Master Miriel?"
Karen thought that Ren was tempted, nodded, and said with a smile: "Of course. This is what Master Miriel's ancestor discovered in an ancient ruins..."
But before he finished speaking, Ren in front of him turned into a shadow.
Before anyone could react, a strong wind blew Karen's blond hair.
Then he looked closely, and saw that Ren had appeared beside him, and in his hand, he was squeezing the neck of Master Miriel.
However, just when no one could react, there was suddenly a "click" sound of bone cracking.
Renn pinched the neck of the fourth-level mage, Master Miriel, without hesitation!