"Isn't it enough... Which era is it now? Since fate gave me a chance to escape, the time point should be the end of the chaotic era. 17? 18? Or 19
If it is the 17th era, I know the information about the emblem of the savior [The Faceless King];
If it is the 18th era, I know the information about the emblem of the savior [Stage of Destiny];
If it is the 19th era, I know the information about the emblem of the savior [the origin of fear].
I have peeked at the Epic of Time, so I can know these contents in advance. I can guarantee that you will never get this knowledge from others. "
The voice was sharper than before, and the child's voice gradually transitioned to the witch's voice.
It was a surprise that Jenkins stopped trying to use his divinity. Maybe this week's bad luck was all foreshadowing at this time.
"It's the 18th era now, I can agree to your conditions, but you have to tell me the knowledge first."
"Human beings, greed is not a good habit. The 18th era has passed so long... Well, I can tell you a small part, but you have to help me to get other knowledge. [World Stage] is a very special The form of ability is not a single... Wait a minute, do you know the emblem of the savior?"
The question stopped here, but Jenkins didn't answer, and squeezed his metal block tightly again.
"How do you know?"
Its tone suddenly became fast and impatient.
"Why do you know, what's going on, coincidence? You know about the emblem, and I happen to be able to provide detailed information..."
In this way, there is really a strong smell of fate, just like many things that happened before.
"No, are you the child of destiny in this era? Could it be that I have become a tool man serving fate in the epic of the years, and the meaning of existence is to help you obtain the emblem of the savior?"
It muttered some terrible sentences to itself, and its tone gradually lost its reason.
"What is this? Destiny? Is this the price of peeking at the Epic of Time? I should have known that it was not something I could see. But, oh master, great Mr. Mischief, I was in that book How can you resist flipping through the front of the book?"
This should be regarded as driving myself crazy, anyway, Jenkins didn't say a word.
"I understand. From the moment I read "The Epic of Time", I became its prisoner. Killing people, massacring cities, fighting with human demigods, being sealed by gods, waiting for a long time, hoping to break free from the seal, you The arrival of you, the conversation just now... I understand, all of this is for me to tell you [Stage of Destiny], my life starts from reading those knowledge, and there is only one meaning left!"
The final sound probably exceeded the range of human ears, and Jenkins didn't hear the last words. He frowned and felt that his ears were bleeding. He was also in fate, and suddenly looked forward to the puppet's next actions.
"Oh, the damned fate! Oh, the damned Epic of Time! Oh, the damned world! Why? Why? Why?"
Jenkins is aware again of the dangers of the world, that even talking to himself can drive him crazy. In front of him is a very typical example. He also almost harmed himself because of Huang Yue's thinking. This shows that knowing more is not necessarily a good thing.
"Fate, if this is your arrangement, then I will definitely not let you go. You don't want to turn me into a tool puppet. I am free, and my destiny is in my hands!"
With the last word spoken, the feeling of extreme danger returned. Without thinking, Jenkins sprinted down the corridor and up the stairs. There was only a muffled sound coming from behind. The huge shock wave almost destroyed the underground buildings. The rumbling sound did not disappear for ten minutes. Space absorbs.
Colorful colors filled the broken space wall, and huge eyes appeared behind the cracks, but quickly disappeared. Crazy and chaotic information filled Jenkins' mind, and he even vaguely saw a man doing carpentry.
Holding the chainsaw, he gave Jenkins a mischievously happy grin before punching him out of his hallucinations.
After waking up, he lay on the steps and recovered for a long time before returning to the sealing room. The explosion wiped out half of the area here. The ground was scattered with mud and gravel, and the already thin air was filled with dust. Jenkins bent down to hold the sapphire with the size of a human head in his arms, and picked up a wreck like a puppet leg from the dust on the ground. This wreck was filled with a strong white aura, but it was not a gift, but a piece of Precious and versatile material:
"It... exploded?"
This conjecture was soon confirmed, and the trembling pocket watch chain returned to stillness again, and the vague sense of crisis completely disappeared. This place no longer has any mysterious and frightening atmosphere, it is just an ordinary underground space.
"What is this? Challenge fate?"
He didn't know what to say for a long time, but the courage of the puppet was indeed admirable. Even if it is an enemy, at least it has shown in front of Jenkins what price it will pay to resist fate.
I looked around again and returned to the ground after making sure that there was nothing missing.
Mrs. Xu Dela in the villa has woken up, and after learning what happened below, she was horrified and didn't know what to say. The two returned to the bottom again, and the woman personally confirmed that the things sealed here had been completely wiped out. She first showed a lonely expression, then looked at the air with empty eyes, and suddenly laughed again, laughing hysterically.
Her family has shouldered the responsibility of guarding this place since a long time ago. Jenkins isn't quite sure how long that period is, but it's at least a few hundred generations. The ups and downs in this long time have all come to an end because of what happened today, and the responsibility of guarding this place has been lost. Maybe the woman and her descendants can find a better life.
But at least Mrs. Della should receive better treatment after her death. According to Jenkins' understanding, the gods will give special preferential treatment to these mortals who shoulder great responsibilities.
When returning to the ground, Mrs. Xu Dela managed to control her emotions. The two of them closed the door in the corridor heavily, and then watched it disappear little by little.
"Is this the end?"
Jenkins asked one last time.
"it's over."