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Chapter 35: The Death Qi of Tracing Fate

The world, the Kingdom of Eleusis.

Linkos was in his mansion, peeking at the temple in the distance through a specially opened window.

After cooperating with Triptolemus, he fought north and south for these years. Relying on his immortal body, he must charge forward in every battle, and soon made Thessalia and Friage disappear from the world up.

Now there is only one country in the world, and this country is called Eleusis.

And he has also become the unique general of this country by virtue of his outstanding military achievements, under one man, above ten thousand people.

But Linkos couldn't feel the joy.

He considers himself a person who has lost the past, but with a numb heart, he drags his tired body and walks aimlessly in the world, exhausting all possibilities just to wait for a revenge.

"It would have been nice if that monster had been killed in the first place."

"That way you won't be clueless and confident."

Linkos murmured.

The traces of the gods are not easy to find. He wants to kill the gods, but he doesn't even know where they are. Encountering Chiron is the closest he has come to the target of revenge.

He felt more and more that time was running out.

Because a statue of a young god was added to the temple of Zeus, the king of the gods opposite. According to the priest, it was the god of war Ares, the son of the king of gods and the queen of heaven.

However, he hadn't seen the appearance of this newborn god yet, and he didn't dare to step into the territory of the gods with resentment in his heart, fearing that they would find him a blasphemer.

After a long time, he finally made up his mind.

"It can't be delayed any longer. The powers of gods and human beings are inherently unequal. If you keep procrastinating, you won't even have the qualifications to struggle."

"Something has to be done to change this situation."

He solemnly lifted the knife and strode towards the palace.

Anyone who knows Linkos knows that he is lonely, and Linkos is also willing to do so. He never makes friends with dignitaries, and he relies on real ability to control soldiers.

He and Triptolemus each had a division of labor, one was in charge of fighting the war and the other was in charge of running the country.

This division of labor and cooperation made Eleusis invincible on the battlefield, but after the war ended, the disadvantages became apparent.

Linkos found that he had no one to use, and no matter what he wanted the country to do for him, he couldn't get around Triptolemus.

This runs counter to Linkos' original intention.

He originally thought that Triptolemus and him were fellow travelers, and they both had a common enemy-the gods, so Linkos absolutely trusted him.

But the longer they get along, the more Linkos can feel the difference between the two.

Triptolemus is too petty, he dislikes himself from the bottom of his heart, he thinks that the gods are invincible, he doesn't want revenge at all, just revenge.

This is not possible, since he dare not, Linkos will help him.

There were guards on both sides of the gate of the palace. They stopped Linkos and reminded him: "Master Linkos, you cannot wear a sword when you meet the king."

Of course Linkos knew this, but today is different, he came here with a purpose.

The door was open, and he stood there looking in, and Triptolemus was waiting for his audience.

He didn't have the mind to waste time with the two pawns, he drew the sword, the flat sword, and the cloud sword, and the two heads fell to the ground.

Linkos boldly broke into the palace, and in front of him was Triptolemus with his back turned.

He didn't make a sound, but the silence already showed his intention.

Triptolemos seemed to have eyes behind his back, and he said to Linkos: "Your intention to kill is getting stronger and stronger. If you were the former you, you would never kill your compatriots."

"It just knocks them out."

Lin Kesi looked stern: "Time will change many things."

"Even gods can give birth to offspring, and it's not unusual for me to kill my compatriots."

"On the contrary, you are weaker than before."

Triptolemus turned around and revealed the Deathrattle Blade in his hand.

"You aren't afraid of me anymore?"

"There is still a countermeasure, do you think you can win me?"

Linkos sneered: "I've never been afraid of you."

"It's just that you were a capable collaborator in the past, and it was me who lost your face by turning against you, so there is no need."

"But you are hesitant to get off the boat, so I need to remind you."

"Although the artifact in your hand is powerful, you are very weak."

Triptolemus put away the dagger.

"Yeah, I'm weak."

"But you, want to kill the gods, but you don't even know where the gods are."

"Actually, I think most of the gods are not as bad as you imagine."

"It's like Hades who gave me strength is not bad, and life can still be barely lived."

Killing intent flashed in Linkos' eyes, and the tip of the knife was slightly upturned due to the force of his wrist.

"You are afraid and want to seek refuge in the gods."

Triptolemus: "No, it's just a recognition of my own insignificance."

"After all, if you do it according to your ideas, the extinction of human beings may not be enough to kill a god."

"You have fought wars and know how important the right time and place are, and the gods are the masters of these forces."

"Linkos, you who are immortal will live, but we will die."

Linkos: "Oh, that's it!"

"It seems that we are not traveling together, it is time for me to leave."

He turned around and walked out of the palace, but suddenly turned around and wanted to throw the knife in his hand.

Unfortunately, Triptolemus was faster than him, and the Deathrattle Blade had already been inserted into his back.

Linkos lost consciousness.

Triptolemos opened a secret door leading to the underground, and he carried Linkos on his back and walked underground.

In the dark, he said to Linkos on his back, "You are too straightforward and stupid, you can't hide your thoughts on your face."

"It's nice to be friends, though."

"It's a pity that I don't have that chance."

"But don't worry, although I can't kill the gods, the gods are also doomed not to get what they want."

"We're all going to die, but you're going to live."

"When we are all dead, you can go crazy without any worries."

In the dark corridor, Triptolemos opened the door of a room where a coffin made of gold was placed. He put Linkos in the coffin, locked the door and left.

But he didn't know that the wisp of death energy from the Deathrattle Blade hadn't disappeared, and someone was guiding it to escape into the river of fate along the special connection and fly to the temple of the three goddesses of fate.

In the temple, Clotho, who had changed the fate of Linkos, is spinning the thread of fate.

But she suddenly had a kind of panic, which was a harbinger of fall.

She hurriedly looked at the river of fate outside the temple, trying to find the source of her panic.

But it was too late, a ray of death leaped out of the river of fate, it rushed to Clotho, and locked her in place.

(End of this chapter)