Suddenly.
At this warm moment, the infinity symbol in Chen Lun's eyes suddenly flashed, allowing him to see many pictures -
Four figures suddenly appeared on the Anita continent.
The gods of the fairyland launched a brutal war against them, and Mr. Jingyao, who had fallen from his throne, and Miss Shengshu, whose strength was greatly damaged, were unable to resist. The King of Killing, who was the only one with full strength, could only protect himself against the four.
As the fighting continued, the gods of the fairyland, such as the Scorching Sun, the God of Cats and the Three Ladies of Pain, fell one after another, until those four completely occupied the continent of Anita.
But not long after, these four people underwent extremely strange changes.
They all began to pray towards the starry sky, and their human appearance was torn into pieces like a garment, revealing their "inside" forms of respective mythical creatures.
Four huge, indescribable monsters twisted their limbs under the starry sky, chanting some kind of prayer in a strange language.
soon.
In the world shrouded in night, the starry sky twinkled, emitting bizarre colorful colors. Four crooked linear shadows fell from the sky and landed directly on the four people. Then, they seemed to become some kind of medium, releasing a deep darkness beyond cognition.
The world was submerged and all living things were completely annihilated...
Chen Lun closed his eyes.
The picture of fate deduction disappeared, and infinite possibilities suddenly developed and foreshadowed in my mind.
'The Four Gods of the Outer Continent...'
He opened his eyes again, his eyes were indifferent.
In the previous scene, he had never seen the other three figures except the candlestick goddess Sitiko. However, as the true god of fate, Chen Lun only needed to think about it for a moment and instantly knew their identities.
They were the true gods of the three paths of Winter Bell, Noise and Plague, the Man in the Mist, the Lamenting Lady and the Moth Lord.
Chen Lun frowned slightly.
He saw that something was wrong with the situations of the four true gods from the outer continent, and the strange changes in the starry sky and the scene of the world's annihilation at the end also gave an obvious answer.
'They have actually been influenced by the source of their respective paths... This joint invasion of the Anita continent seems to have a reasonable motive, but in essence, they are just acting as "chess pieces" of the Outer Gods as the first test after the fall of the sun and the destruction of the barrier around the island.'
Chen Lun pondered in his heart.
He sneered inwardly. It seemed that the terrifying existence outside the starry sky couldn't wait to "eat" this place.
'They must really want to get the 'Homeland of No Return'... Apart from the original sin, what else is worthy of the Old Ones and the Outer Gods' covetousness?'
Chen Lun's eyes were deep.
'It's time to leave... It just so happens that the "Holy Fire Aspect" is only Sequence One. Since the Candlestick Goddess has come to my door herself, I don't need to go to the outer continent again. It's just...'
As he thought about it, he couldn't help but lower his head and look at Floyin in his arms.
He no longer had time to spend with his wife, and he didn’t know if he would have the chance to come back and see his unborn daughter Zuo Fei…
Looking at her husband's gentle eyes, Flo Yin inexplicably had a bad premonition. She sat up and asked with a worried look on her face:
"Honey, what's wrong?"
Chen Lun just shook his head.
"Nothing, there was a little accident and I need to go take care of it."
After hearing this, Fuluoyin became even more worried. She frowned slightly and held her husband's hand tightly.
Suppressing the uneasiness in my heart, I asked carefully:
"Do you really have to go?"
Chen Lun lowered his eyes and stared deeply into Fuluoyin's purple eyes, as if he wanted to imprint them in his mind and never forget them.
He smiled softly:
"I must go."
No one has the ability to stop the threat lingering outside the starry sky.
'I am the only one who still has a chance.'
But Chen Lun would never tell Fuluoyin what was in his heart.
Flo Yin fell silent, biting her lip.
She actually saw something.
Because every time my lover says he needs to go out for something, he or she is facing a huge crisis, but he or she is never willing to tell me.
Now, the other party has become a true god, but he is still like this... This means that this time, what the husband will face must be even more terrifying.
It couldn't be as easy as he said.
Flo Yin knew that she couldn't help her husband in any way. All she could do was to try not to cause trouble and distract her husband from her...
"My dear, you must come back soon."
Flo Yin forced a smile, buried her head in her lover's chest again, and hugged him tightly.
"Xiao Zuo Fei and I are waiting for you..."
Chen Lun opened his mouth, but felt a repressive shadow leap from the bottom of his heart to his throat, blocking the words he was about to say goodbye.
He closed his eyes gently, trying to calm his reluctance.
Then he opened his eyes again and said with a smile:
"Don't think too much about it, it's just a little trouble, I'll be back soon."
As he spoke, he lowered his head and kissed Flo Yin on the forehead.
When Florin came to her senses and was about to respond to the kiss, she suddenly found that her husband had disappeared.
All around, only the other person's residual warmth and breath remained.
For some reason, Flo Yin felt an indescribable sadness welling up in her heart. In her shock, two hot tears flowed down the corners of her eyes.
"I must come back..."
Flo Yin unconsciously clenched her clothes on her chest with both hands and murmured a prayer.
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Above the Yanita continent.
A horizontally folded staircase appears out of thin air in an abnormal spiral shape, forming an infinity symbol connected end to end, like a bottomless kaleidoscopic abyss.
Snap, snap…
A straight figure walked out up the stairs.
Chen Lun held the brim of his hat with one hand, the pale short cloak on his shoulders fluttering like waves, and with the other hand he held a white cane and looked into the distance.
Not long.
Four figures arrived as fate had predicted.
When they saw the man in the black hat blocking their way, they stopped immediately.
"A strange true god?"
The mourning maiden Frilola opened her red lips slightly and spoke.
The Moth Lord and the Candlestick Goddess standing by had no expression on their faces.
"Nice to meet you. You can call me 'Mr. Infinity'..."
Chen Lun said calmly.
"Mr. Infinity?"
The four gods of the outer continent had never heard of this name.
The disheveled moth master, Yevimelis, spoke indifferently:
"It seems to be a new god."
She gave a weird grin.
"I see... The previous five 'Death Knells of the Fall of Gods' did not mean the fall of five true gods, but four, including your deification."
The candlestick goddess stared at the paleness in the man's eyes.
The dazzling light of the infinity symbol reflected endless possibilities, which actually made her feel a little heartbroken.
"Don't underestimate the enemy. This guy is Destiny Path Sequence Zero."
Stiko said in a deep voice.
"destiny… "
After hearing this, the other three gods couldn't help but secretly become more alert.
"Destiny" is the unique path to God in the continent of Anita, and it is the most ancient and mysterious path. In their cognition, the former true god of this path, "Huan Gong", was an extremely terrifying existence.
Now that the true god of destiny has appeared again, they have to take it seriously.
"The sun has fallen. Yanita is now in my care."
Chen Lun said calmly.
His deep eyes swept over the four gods from the outer continent who were coming with great force. The white block on the top of his staff slowly spun, emitting an invisible force that moved people's hearts.
The low voice asked coldly:
"Who allowed you to set foot in this area?"
"He's just a new god, yet he dares to shout like that."
The voice of Frilola, the mourner, was cold.
Immediately, she raised her index finger and plucked it, as if plucking a non-existent string, and a beautiful but deadly harp tune suddenly sounded.
Ding Ding
High in the night sky, a voice that could easily curse an angel, accompanied by the singing of thousands of voices and the malicious whispers of thousands upon careful listening, instantly penetrated the position of the man in the black hat.
"Um?!"
However, the woman who played the song of sorrow uttered a slight exclamation.
The Man in the Mist, the Moth Lord and the Candlestick Goddess were all surprised and suspicious, because the other party was still standing there, still looking calm, as if the test just now by the Lady of Sorrow had no effect.
"Oh."
The moth master Yevimelis sneered and waved his sleeves closely behind him.
Countless microscopic disease factors enveloped the black-hatted man, and the degree of myth pollution soared instantly... If an Eternal Being stayed beside him for a few seconds, they would develop a terrible disease, decay on the spot, and lose their great power.
But…
The man in the black hat stood still.
The so-called supreme plague was like a breeze to her.
Only the pale symbols flickered in those black eyes.
"The supreme power of fate... She reverses the order of events!"
The candlestick goddess Sitiko was the strongest among the four gods. She soon discovered the clue and reminded in a deep voice.
The man in the fog, the mourning girl and the moth master were startled.
Reverse the order of events
What a strange power this is!
Chen Lun couldn't help but glance at the candlestick goddess again.
What the other party said was right, but he only saw the surface.
In fact, the reason why he was not hurt was that he had already seen the development of all destinies. No matter how and when the Four Gods would act, Chen Lun knew it all.
He only needs to intercept his own destiny line in advance, eliminate all possibilities of "injury", and then make up a fact of "successful avoidance" to replace it...
The final picture that emerged was that others saw him not dodging or evading, but just standing there in a daze, and even attacked those who clearly touched his body.
But the result was that he was unharmed.
Because the process of avoiding actually happened, but it only existed after the result occurred and no one could see it.
It may sound counterintuitive that cause and effect are reversed, but this is the truth.
What you see is not necessarily true.
But the result that is predetermined by fate must be true.
Of course, to achieve this level, Chen Lun's supreme status and the amplification of the source sin "No Return"... If it weren't for the crushing of his status, Chen Lun would not be able to ignore the attack of the True God.
call-
Suddenly, a breeze blew by.
In just a blink of an eye, Chen Lun discovered that there were only three of the four true gods left in front of him.
Among them, the fluttering white robe disappeared, completely disappearing from sight and even all perceptions.
Chen Lun raised his eyebrows.
I silently calculated the future in my heart, but still to no avail.
Even he could not discern the direction and location of the person in the fog.
"Amazing... As expected of a true god from the Outer God Path, even the divination of fate cannot lock on her. Is this the power of the Winter Bell?"
Chen Lun said secretly.
But he was not worried at all.
A pale infinity symbol flashed in his eyes. In an instant, all the infinite possibilities about himself were played out and developed in his mind.
Dozens or even hundreds of future fragments indicate that his left arm, left leg and head will be damaged, and there are even three possibilities that he will die on the spot... The reason is that the man in the fog has used an extremely strange power to forcibly parasitize in his own spirituality!
'Injured culled, trapped culled, dead culled...'
The pale symbols in Chen Lun's eyes flashed thousands of times in a breath, determining the development of his own destiny and even the fate of the "man in the fog" Aimudiandi.
It has only been thirty seconds since the two sides met.
But the confrontation happened more than once.
The three gods, the Candlestick Goddess, the Moth Lord and the Mourning Lady, suddenly saw that the man in the black hat finally made a move.
I saw that the other party had switched the white cane from his right hand to his left hand at some point, raised it up and swung it to the left, and the block at the top suddenly burst into a ball of pale flame, spreading in a fan shape.
In an instant, the sea of fire spread like a galaxy, flashing with colorful halos. Almost in the next second, it submerged the outline of a non-existent human figure—
"Ah!
!”
The man in the fog, Aimudiandi, suddenly let out a scream like the howling of a violent wind.
"Um?!"
The candlestick goddess's eyes narrowed and her expression changed slightly.
"How is it possible—why does she possess the power of the 'Holy Fire'?!"
"The man in the fog was found..."
The moth master and the mourning girl were stunned.
As the four gods of the outer continent, they are each other's sworn enemies and know each other's ins and outs very well... Although the destructive power and survival ability of the person in the fog are not the strongest, it must be admitted that once she "enters the fog", she will completely abandon her body and even the true gods will not be able to see her.
But now, the strange true god of fate "Mr. Infinity" found her easily, and used the "holy fire" that only the candlestick goddess Stick had, burning her horribly!
Even though the appearance and color of the "Holy Flame" are different, the powerful pollution it emits is exactly the same!
This can't be wrong!
In an instant, the four gods of the outer continent were all shocked by Mr. Wuxian's move.
"Take action. Aimudiandi cannot die yet."
Sitiko made a prompt decision and reminded in a cold voice.
After saying that, she raised the candlestick in her hand. The withered flower candles of different heights on it were burning with colorful flames. She blew gently, and a long column of fire was dragged out, rushing towards Mr. Infinite.
Yevimelis and Frilola reacted quickly, and they both took action almost at the same time as Stiko spoke.
The moth master spread his arms, and the air around him became rotten. The mourning girl took out a withered flower flute with a dark purple luster, slightly opened her red lips, and blew it—
Hundreds of millions of mythical moths, accompanied by the noisy and piercing flute sounds, formed a terrifying air wave that instantly submerged the black-hatted man.
But the next second.
The four gods present all felt their vision rapidly expanding!
In the blink of an eye, the battlefield came to a high altitude farther away from the land. Looking down, the Anita continent was smaller than the palm of a hand and was surrounded by fog!
And the man in the black hat disappeared without a trace!
"Mr. Infinite used his great power to teleport us... This is the last pass outside the starry sky. If we go any further, we will witness our own destruction."
The candlestick goddess said solemnly.
The moth master and the mourning girl were shocked and confused.
“Are you kidding me?! What a terrifying person it is to be able to forcibly teleport the four of us True Gods here without us even noticing!”
They then turned their heads to look again.
The attack just now must have missed without error, but Mr. Infinite was just like the man in the fog, unable to sense it either...
It was dark and silent all around, and in the distance was the starry sky that could not be looked at directly, which made them feel very sad.
"Not only can she use the 'Holy Fire', she can even use Amudiandi's 'Into the Mist'... How did she do that?! Could it be that the Path of Destiny also has the power related to 'stealing'?!"
The mournful girl growled anxiously.
"No, this is a unique ability of destiny... Mr. Infinite must have erased and concealed his own destiny line, so that he could avoid our insight."
The candlestick goddess said in a deep voice.
As she spoke, the uneasiness in her heart grew stronger.
A new God of Destiny was able to handle the siege of the four True Gods with ease, and could even be said to have played them around in the palm of his hand... Right now, the life and death of the Man in the Mist was unknown!
"Take action! I don't believe there is such an unstoppable power in this world!"
The ailing woman gave a cold shout.
Immediately, her slender figure swelled up, instantly tearing apart her "skin" to reveal the form of a mythical creature.
It was a twisted mass of flesh with a diameter of tens of kilometers. Countless tentacles were entwined around a spiral bone flute. Its ring-shaped mouthparts locked the flute. Its body was moving, producing terrifying sound waves that enveloped the entire sky.
Woo woo woo—