Almost subconsciously, when the [Thread of Destiny] trembled, Ye Qi's palm subconsciously clenched that [Thread of Destiny]. Snaking and circling, but just can't break free—
"Fight against fate? Do you know what fate is?"
'Death' who had fallen into a trance suddenly woke up, looked at the [Thread of Destiny] in Ye Qi's hand, and sneered again and again.
"You only have one [Thread of Destiny] in your hand now, or... this is only a part of the [Thread of Destiny]. If you get the complete [Thread of Destiny], can you still control it like this? Control your fate, stop joking! You don't even know what a fate stone is!"
'Death' roared as if to vent,
"I really don't know what fate is, but... I know, I can fight it—just like now!" Ye Qi raised his palm, holding the [Thread of Destiny] in his hand, he said slowly : "Just like it, I can control it now because I have enough power, and when I meet its full body, as long as my power is strong enough, then I can control it too!"
"Because it's just a kind of power!"
Ye Qi said slowly, but such words made 'Death' stunned. After a while, the god roared loudly: "Power? It's just power?! Do you know what power it is? Ants like a mortal!"
"I don't really understand it yet, but I think I will understand it in a real sense soon—as for the ants, if I am an ant, then you are not even as good as an ant!"
With a snap, Ye Qi snapped his fingers again, and immediately, the dialysis of 1000 points of power of faith appeared again.
At this moment, Ye Qi returned to the Land of the Dead.
After leaving 'death'. Ye Qi's complexion suddenly became ugly.
Undoubtedly, compared to being indifferent in front of the enemy.
When alone, Ye Qi can be more calm.
"Fate?"
Ye Qi muttered such words in a low voice.
To Ye Qi, this word is no stranger, but at this moment, Ye Qi is more cautious than ever—because, in some fragmented memories of 'death'. But he 'saw' fate; although continuous dialysis only allowed Ye Qi to gain a moment of 'true knowledge', it was enough.
It was enough for him to understand that it was not his own illusion.
But this made him feel the pressure again—an enemy so powerful that he could control everything.
Anyone can experience stress.
"It's a bit unexpected!"
Ye Qi sighed like this, and then he looked at the wall of unbelievers - on it, the dead souls of humans, alien races, and other creatures were still howling.
Ye Qi stepped forward, and when he reached the wall of unbelievers, he stopped. looked up.
It's like looking up at a mountain peak.
Looking from a distance, one will never understand how tall the mountain peak is. Only when standing at the foot of the mountain, will one understand what it means to look up from a high mountain.
However, the wall of unbelievers in front of you. Definitely not the so-called 'mountain uplift'.
At least, Ye Qi, who understood the function of it, didn't have the slightest idea of looking up to the wall of unbelievers.
Dissect the soul and deprive it of the purest soul power.
This is the explanation Ye Qi got from 'death'.
As for 'judgment'
It doesn't exist at all, but the soul with the imprint of other gods will be taken to other gods. In another way, it provides them, their respective strengths.
The soul itself is wonderful.
They, who seem to be extremely fragile, can burst out power beyond the imagination of any existence in an instant. That kind of pure and powerful power, even the gods, will not let it go.
therefore. Whether it's for the power of faith or the soul itself, those gods are always doing something that satisfies them.
And such satisfaction. It is based on a kind of deception and pain.
Just like, this wall of unbelievers—
"The existence of itself is only pain, so it is better to destroy!"
Taking a step back slightly, Ye Qi's figure was not bowed, Yan Modao appeared in his left hand the next moment, and his right hand was already holding the handle of Yan Modao.
The golden energy overflowed and turned into golden flames, which began to ignite wantonly.
The condensed coldness, like the ice in the extreme north, perfectly matched with Yan Modao's own fortitude, and then, they were wrapped in golden flames.
The phantom of the giant dragon began to condense.
The next moment, it turned into a complete entity, but it didn't stop the subsequent cohesion. On the contrary, it became more and more condensed until a huge sword light appeared.
Yan Mo. Extreme Slash!
The sword glow, which had already reached eighty-four feet, suddenly increased at this time.
The phantom of the giant dragon is like a shooting star chasing the moon, following behind the sword light!
One in front of the other, with their own different lights, and then, they stagnated uncontrollably in mid-air - not a pause in the physical sense, but at that moment, everything around them stopped.
However, at the moment of stopping, the stagnant giant dragon phantom and sword light moved.
The impact before and after did not explode as imagined.
It's a kind of fusion, like a fusion of water and milk. At this moment, the phantom of the giant dragon disappeared, but the blade glow began to increase violently to its huge volume.
And... quality.
then-
The heaven-shattering aura began to emanate from the blade light.
Then, facing the wall of the unbelievers, the sword glow swept past.
After combining the power of 'Sun', 'Slaughter', 'Bloodline', 'Cold Weapon' and [Yan Mo Dao] itself, Ye Qi almost made his most powerful blow.
And the effect of such a powerful blow—
Rumble!
As if hundreds of thousands of tons of explosives exploded in an instant, a slanted pattern appeared in the middle of the Wall of Unbelievers, and then continued to expand until the half of the Wall of Unbelievers was completely covered. Slip and fall to the dust from the land of the dead.
Countless trapped souls. Out of trouble at this moment.
Regardless of whether it was the severed upper half or the remaining lower half, these souls all came out of trouble.
Although the Wall of Unbelievers still exists, it is obvious that it has been greatly damaged by Ye Qi's blow. So much so that the entire land of the dead began to tremble.
As if... going to fall at any time!
However, in the end, the entire Land of the Dead didn't really fall from midair, but its height dropped rapidly.
From the seemingly unattainable at first, to the current one that only needs a little effort to go up.
And this is exactly what Ye Qi needs.
after all. According to history, he couldn't really destroy the Land of the Dead, but he didn't want to see those howling souls. Therefore, destroying most of the Wall of Unbelievers was undoubtedly the best choice.
"Go back, in the root system of the World Tree. Find your true destination!"
Ye Qi raised his head and said to the dead souls.
After circling Ye Qi, most of the dead souls began to dissipate in the land of the dead, heading for them, their true destination.
But a small number are different, they, they have not left.
A ray of golden light fell from the sky of the Land of the Dead, shining on them and their bodies, making that illusory body solidify.
A special breath. It began to appear on these original dead souls.
"Player? No, no..."
Ye Qi was taken aback, but he immediately denied his guess. After all, based on what he knew, the petitioner should have no memory and had to make a choice during his lifetime—the kind of choice mixed with the power of faith cannot be faked at all. of. And obviously, they, they are not Ye Qi's followers.
"My lord!"
The golden light began to dissipate, and these dead souls who regained their bodies knelt down to the ground one after another.
immediately. A huge [Power of Faith] began to surge towards Ye Qi.
And in this huge [Power of Faith], there is a trace of special power that Ye Qi can clearly detect, mixed in it.
Very inexplicable power, different from any power Ye Qi knew.
…
Outside the Land of the Dead, the lines drawn by the golden blood are emitting a strong brilliance at this moment.
Different from the original dimness, the golden lines at this time are already full of light.
And standing aside, Amon, who was extremely weak, had a look of joy on his face at this moment—
"Sure enough, it didn't disappoint me...it worked!"
Amon muttered in a low voice.
"'Death' has failed, and the established 'fate' has been broken... Then, as a reversal, you have to make another move on 'fate'... Then, this is the time for us to win!"
In Amon's eyes, light flickered, and finally turned into unparalleled firmness.
However, the next moment, such firmness was replaced by a wry smile.
"I think we need to have an open and honest talk!"
The voice of the contractor who belonged to him in his heart sounded.
Facing the cold and angry words, Amon only smiled wryly.
ps The decadent chapter is scheduled ahead of time, because it is estimated that there will be no internet in the afternoon... Going to the mountains, decadently touched his chest with a guilty conscience, praying secretly—hope there will be electricity, internet, water, and flesh! ! !
Life~~~Give me the wine pool and meat forest~~~
By the way, which brothers and sisters have challenged Maodan? Let me ask you for advice~
Thanks to the prodigal son wandering around the world, the reward of turtle0920200 starting point currency, and the reward of 100 starting point currency for my lost heart~~~ Decadent bows again and thanks to the brothers and sisters who support decadent~~~