Ulysses was filled with sadness and joy in his heart. When he chased and killed that person, he had to give up because of warnings from unknown forces.
Unexpectedly, the way of heaven is reincarnation, the pure land... Bah, who will the heavens forgive!
When Ulysses clicked on the post, he saw that many people had gathered to chat under the post. From these melon eaters, Ulysses also roughly understood the reason of the matter.
The deep-seated reasons have not been uncovered, but at least someone has revealed the fact that Muro is bound to a slate of fate.
And it is said that this person was trapped in a place in the Underdark, and someone even started a live broadcast.
Naturally, Ulysses couldn't miss such a happy event, so he adjusted a bit, and then went over there. He wanted to witness it with his own eyes, and even killed this guy with his own hands.
As for the danger, it doesn't matter anymore, this is the worst thing in his life, and it feels worse than death.
On the other hand, Muro felt like he was really going to die.
He died and died and died again and again.
Afterwards, between life and death, there was no realization such as sudden enlightenment or a change in mood, but I began to be autistic.
Spells can ensure the safety of his life, but they cannot ensure the safety of his consciousness, and not many people care about his consciousness.
Death is not a very good experience. The feeling that the soul and life are separated, and the consciousness enters the death angle of the plane is enough to make ordinary people crazy.
Although Muro didn't completely enter the death angle, he died several times. This kind of thing that normal life can't experience is tearing his cognition.
A large amount of messy information was poured into his soul consciousness through the death port.
He felt that if he continued like this, he would probably disappear like this.
And he found that although more and more people gathered, there were fewer and fewer people who did it. No one could afford this kind of consumption.
A priest of the god of nobles in the field drank a bottle of potion with white light directly, and then the white light seemed to come out from his body, and he seemed to have turned into a light man.
The pain caused him to involuntarily open his mouth, and rays of light emerged from his cheeks, and then a beam of light emerged from his mouth, and rays of light also appeared from his eyes.
With the light withdrawn, the priest's whole person has become different. The original simple white priest's clothing has golden patterns on it, and an aura beyond human appears on him.
The originally somewhat old face became extraordinarily young and noble, and the black hair turned into crystal white.
He even turned his head away for a moment, making it impossible to look directly at him.
It wasn't until the divinity gradually converged that people slowed down.
Lake didn't even look at Muro, but looked at the slate, and as soon as he waved, the slate flew towards him, no one dared to stop him, and no one could stop him.
The moment he descended, he became the master of everything here, dominating everything here.
That thread of fate was broken under Lake's hands. Although the spider Negri was uniquely endowed and acquired a lot of advanced knowledge from the main body, it still couldn't resist a god.
Rick shook the slate in his hand, a trace of sullenness flashed across his face, a few cracks appeared on it, and then it completely cracked, and the radiance of divinity flowed out from it.
This is very precious, but it is an insult to Lake, because it is not precious enough.
Reaching out to grab Muro, this guy's sanity has already begun to have problems under the impact of life and death.
Under the impact of Shenlin's aura before, he even fainted directly.
A trace of blood spilled out of his skin, and at this moment Muro's blood no longer belonged to Muro, and his master became Lake.
The information in the blood is rapidly overflowing.
The blood of the gray dwarves, father and mother, was traced bit by bit, and finally Lake tracked down Muro's ancestor who had obtained the tablet of fate.
"First meeting, my... challenger."
Using some information to leverage the perspective of time and space, a spiritual space that is separated from but attached to reality is formed.
Negri is like a flame in the sky, and like a huge galaxy, something is shining there.
It was only when Lake was here that he realized that he was nothing more than a flame, or a star in the Milky Way.
Maybe the flames are bigger and the stars are a little brighter, but there is no difference to this piece of existence.
Fear, restlessness, panic and even hatred, all kinds of emotions slowly reacted here, until Lake forced himself into a state of god, lowered his head and closed his eyes.
Appearing in front of her may be just an illusion brought about by a little information, but its essence is far greater than Negri.
Although he is a god, he only believes in a god.
In this great world, He is just a mortal borrowing the greatness of the world.
This point is unprecedentedly clear at this moment.
Because if he continues to look directly at the flame galaxy, he will eventually become one of them, a member named Negri.
Maybe it's not the right word to use the word reduced, but that's how Lake thinks.
His greatness can only be him, not Negri.
Narrow selfish, but true.
"Only from this point, you are qualified to achieve the road." Negri affirmed on this point, no matter whether your own road is broad or narrow, at least you need to have persistence to be qualified to achieve the road.
If he is so easily infected by the way of others, then he does not have much talent in achieving the way.
Unless the other party is pursuing an aggressive path, or they will be infected immediately in the face of Negri, then forget about the path of achievement.
"I don't need you to affirm my value, Your Highness Negri." Lake said after taking a deep breath. His path of dominance has been constructed to 99%, and the remaining points can be completed at any time. He has no confidence The only way to condense.
"His Royal Highness Negri deliberately left this message to fool me, an overconfident person, or to get rid of me. Please tell His Highness clearly." Lake restrained his emotions and said calmly.
In his heart, he was thinking about Negri's purpose.
If he is Negri, then he must have used the Tablet of Fate as bait to help him achieve his way, and then turn it into a god under his control.
Or it directly pollutes the other party's mind here, making it impossible for the other party to achieve the road, and then seize the other party's road for his own use.
"I want to play a game with you." Negri's voice said, and the message was clearly conveyed.
"Actually, you know that even if you get the fragments of the Fate Slate, you may not be able to achieve the road, because you have no confidence now."
"Deep inside of you, I feel the shadow side of me."
"You are a proud man, but the shadow in your heart makes your pride restless!"
"This emotion is pulling you into the abyss."
"Vientiane probably promised you something."
"In that case, let's play this game."
"That one is also a very proud existence. He will not allow himself to just stop you or subdue you this time. Even if Su En restrains him, even if there is danger here, he will definitely end. His real goal will only be me .”
"Then it's time to prove yourself." Negri disappeared after finishing speaking.