Destiny Rekindled

Chapter 333 I am the loophole in the Sky Stairs!! (Two in one)

Steps to the Sky, first step.

The racial war concerning the survival of the human race and the Moon Spirit race is in full swing.

Almost as soon as Qin Chuan ascended to the third step of the Sky Stage and started the war of races, the human race, which had been prepared for a long time, launched a surprise attack on the Moon Spirit clan.

The Moon Spirit Clan also reacted very quickly. Although they suffered a minor loss, they quickly gathered themselves and launched a counterattack.

There were more than three hundred mythological first-level warriors in the two races, and the most intense battle was so fierce that the sky collapsed and the earth cracked.

However, there were several powerful first-level mythological masters of the human race who did not rush to the core area of ​​the battle between the two races at the first time.

They received instructions from Qin Chuan before he reached the third level, and there were other tasks to be performed.

"Is this right here?"

Several people came to a cliff. It was pitch black under their feet, so dark that they couldn't see their hands in front of them.

One of them looked at the leader and asked with a bit of respect in his eyes.

It is said that this leader had a very good relationship with the human leader Luo when he was still very weak, which is also related to the fact that this special task was assigned to him.

"Yes, this is it." Xiaopang looked down at the darkness below and couldn't help frowning. But when he thought of the task Qin Chuan gave him, he felt a little more courage in his heart and puffed out his chest.

"Brothers, follow me into the Semia Abyss!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiaopang jumped down first.

Seeing this, several other human mythical beings also jumped down without hesitation. Everyone quickly got back on solid ground and saw the list of criminals in custody not far away.

"Our target is the thirty-ninth floor, right?" One of the human myth-level people spoke up. "According to the request of the Human Ancestor, we need to release the criminal on the thirty-ninth floor."

"That's right." Xiao Pang nodded, and then his expression became a little strange, "But the title of Renzu needs to be changed."

Several mythical people looked at each other.

"The other tribes all call themselves ancestors." Another mythical being spoke cautiously.

"We won't follow the trend." Thinking of how Feng Yin and the others addressed Luo, Xiao Pang laughed and said, "Call him the Human King!"

"The Human King..." Everyone looked at each other and felt that this title seemed more appropriate.

"Come with me to meet the criminal imprisoned at the bottom of the abyss." Xiao Pang took a deep breath, "The Human King told me that during the previous dungeon stage, he accepted a favor from the other party and promised him something. Now it's time to fulfill his promise."

"And if nothing unexpected happens, the opponent's strength is at the same level as Senior Bai Xi."

Upon hearing this, the other people's expressions suddenly became more cautious.

Senior Bai Xi's strength can be said to be invincible in the first realm of the mythological level. If the existence in the ninth level of the abyss also has such strength, they need to carefully consider their attitude towards each other.

The several mythical powerhouses did not encounter any significant obstacles in their progress. After all, their strength was there. Soon, they had reached the 39th level of the abyss smoothly.

This place seems like a whole new world, with a huge throne standing alone in the center of the world.

With his chin supported by one hand, the figure sitting on the throne calmly glanced at the people who appeared in front of him, with a strange look in his eyes.

"You, were you sent by Luo?"

"Yes." Xiao Pang took a deep breath, facing the terrible pressure naturally emanating from the other party, and stepped forward step by step, "The Human King has fulfilled his promise to the senior that day, and today the senior has regained his freedom."

"What a cunning guy..." The aura of that figure suddenly became terrifying, and the whole world began to rumble and shake.

His eyes became sharper as he looked at the people who were having trouble standing upright under his pressure.

"Do you know what race I am from?"

"Yueling." Xiaopang spoke in a deep voice, raised his head with difficulty, and looked at the figure on the throne.

The other party is completely different from the ordinary Moon Spirits. His skin color is not the ordinary Moon Spirits' moon blue, but a heart-pounding blood red.

Beneath the blood-red skin, the blood vessels were like magma, flashing with flickering blood light, making it look extremely terrifying.

The pressure came to an abrupt end.

The voice on the throne was silent for a moment, then spoke faintly, "Knowing that I am Yue Ling, you still dare to release me now?"

"The Human King said that you may not be our enemy." Xiao Pang said in a deep voice, "I don't understand these things. I just do what he asks me to do."

"You are a loyal subject." The man on the throne slowly stood up, "In that case, send me out."

"I want to see what the Moon Spirit Clan has become like under the leadership of Poincaré."

Hearing this, Xiaopang looked at the other person with surprise.

Poincaré…

Is that the name of the Moon Spirit Ancestor?

Who is this guy?

As if sensing Xiaopang's doubts, the man spoke calmly.

"Poincaré was once the most trusted minister I have ever had."

[The Fall of Poincaré, the Forefather of the Moon Spirit]

Looking at the words that suddenly appeared in front of him, the man was stunned for a moment, and then he sneered, not sure whether it was a sigh or an angry laugh.

"After playing tricks for tens of thousands of years, there is no good ending in the end."

The humans present looked at each other, their eyes filled with surprise and unexpectedness.

Just recently, news of the successive deaths of nine ancestors had appeared. Although it was unknown what the Ancestor of Illusion, the Ancestor of Blood Demon, and the Ancestor of Nest were, they were all dead, which meant that the Human King had achieved great results in the third stage.

And now, the ancestor of the Moon Spirit is also dead.

Does this mean they have already won?!
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Steps of the Sky, the third step.

Qin Chuan and Lin Yue both broke into a sweat as they watched the Moon Spirit Ancestor transform into a huge, indescribable mass of flesh, with countless tentacles, hands, feet, eyes and mouths emerging irregularly from various parts of the mass, with flesh bulging and covered with bristles.

Everything happened extremely suddenly.

The Moon Spirit Ancestor, who was originally transforming very smoothly, began to transform in an unknown and terrifying direction the moment the third talent of prayer took effect.

He was undergoing a transformation that was difficult to describe in words. He only had time to let out a howl before he became what he was before him.

Although the mass of flesh was still wriggling and showing signs of life, the clue that the Moon Spirit Ancestor had fallen clearly told the two of them.

The ancestor of the Moon Spirit, Poincaré, died in this way.

"What a scary guy." Lin Yue said with lingering fear, "I wonder how strong he will be if he really succeeds in his transformation."

"Yes." Qin Chuan held Lin Yue's hand and couldn't help but look at her twice more.

Compared with before, Lin Yue, who has broken through the third realm, has a special temperament that humans do not have. The whole person looks like a banished immortal, and there is a beautiful light pattern mark on his forehead.

There is only one third-level seat for the human race.

Lin Yue was able to reach the third level by borrowing the seat of the Immortal Clan.

Although it is not known why the third-level seat from the last ten thousand years has survived to this day, the other three races can borrow the seat, and naturally the immortals can as well.

The human race is the heir of the immortal race, and there are many traces of the immortal race in their power, but Lin Yue is even more special.

The golden talents of different races are similar in type, but the specific effects are different. Any golden talent can be found in the golden talents of other races.

However, the luck-related talent of Prayer is not only unique in strength among the nine golden talents, but there is no similar talent among other races.

As time went by, Qin Chuan had already felt the specialness of the talent of praying for life. After discussing with Feng Yin and combining it with Lin Yue's own feelings, they came up with a guess.

Praying for life is the embodiment of the immortal race's destiny.

The concept of luck is real, as can be seen from the countless amazing performances before Qi Ming.

Each race has its own destiny. Under the leadership of the Immortal Lord of Samsara, the immortals practice the secret art of reincarnation. It is likely that what will be left behind are not only the heads of their managers, but also the remaining destiny of the immortals in the war of races.

These fortunes finally exist in the form of a new golden talent, Prayer.

According to this speculation, Lin Yue is the most likely person to borrow the seat of the Immortal Clan and ascend to the third level of the Steps of the Sky.

Her successful landing also proved the correctness of this guess.

"I didn't expect that Lucky Transfer could bring such a big impact." Looking at the still squirming flesh and blood, Qin Chuan couldn't help but sigh.

This was a powerful enemy that he couldn't stop even with his power to stop time.

"I can understand that." Lin Yue smiled and pointed at Qin Chuan, "Look at the luck that has gathered on you."

After Lin Yue's reminder, Qin Chuan discovered that there was a light of luck surging around his body that was almost tangible. This level of luck was far from comparable even when Lin Yue used her second talent to strengthen her own luck and then transferred it to Qin Chuan.

It was the first time that Qin Chuan had seen such a terrifying power of luck.

In just a moment, he seemed to understand something.

"It's the luck of the other nine races!"

"That's right." Lin Yue nodded. "The other nine races have all perished in the Sky Stage. The nine ancestors who replaced them and entered the third stage automatically obtained all the luck of the corresponding race."

"But they are also members of the Moon Spirit Clan."

"So after they fell, this power of destiny was transferred to the Moon Spirit Ancestor in a special way."

"It is this huge fortune that allowed the Moon Spirit Ancestor to complete this difficult racial integration."

Qin Chuan's eyes showed a look of realization.

Therefore, once his luck was taken away, the fusion of the Moon Spirit Ancestor collapsed instantly, and he himself died on the spot from the backlash of the fusion.

It's true that... there's always someone better.

"Pah~pah~pah~"

A round of applause echoed in the empty third step.

Qin Chuan and Lin Yue's expressions changed instantly.

Because the applause did not come from them.

"It's over there!" Lin Yue exclaimed, her pretty face turned pale, and she pointed in a certain direction.

That was a corner of the indescribable mass of flesh and blood before my eyes.

A pair of delicate hands grew out of the flesh and blood, and as they clapped, the speed at which the flesh and blood twisted suddenly increased.

It was shrinking rapidly, and the torso, head, and limbs connected by those hands also emerged at an extremely fast speed.

In the end, all the indescribable flesh and blood disappeared, and in its place was a man who was perfect in both body shape and face.

“It was a great show.”

A strange smile appeared on the man's lips. He turned his head to look at Qin Chuan, with undisguised greed flashing in his eyes.

"We meet again."

"Lo."

"It's you?!" Qin Chuan's expression changed drastically.

From the strange aura surging around the other person, he instantly recognized the other person's identity.

Ominous!

During the dungeon stage, the opponent had used his power to interfere with the operation of the dungeon many times, and even appeared in person in an SSS-level dungeon.

But after the human race truly ascended the steps of the sky, the ominousness seemed to have completely disappeared, leaving no trace at all.

"Are you in the same group as the Moon Spirit Ancestor?" Qin Chuan's mind raced, and he quickly realized, "Who on earth are you?"

"The word 'thing' is too rude." Wu Xiang chuckled and grinned at Qin Chuan, "I used to have no entity. I only had consciousness and could only show my figure in the background."

“But at this moment, I have transformed.”

"This is all thanks to Poincaré." He stroked his body with relief. "This is a perfect race formed by the fusion of ten races. It is enough to carry my power. This is the most suitable container for me."

"Didn't his fusion fail?" Lin Yue said in a deep voice.

"It was indeed a failure." Wuxi murmured softly, "But I took the last step for him."

"It can be considered as fulfilling his last wish."

"Although...even if he really succeeds, I will immediately take over his body, hahahaha~"

Unbridled laughter echoed on the third step of the Sky Stairs, while at the same time, an ominous and terrifying force surged around his body.

That is a terrifying force that is enough to crush the third realm.

Qin Chuan's gaze fell on the other person's naked body, and then his pupils contracted violently.

On the opponent's torso, right hand and feet, he saw magnificent and mysterious golden lines.

That kind of texture seems familiar.

"Have you noticed?" Wuxiang smiled. "Before, Poincaré told you that he controls the administrator's torso, and the corresponding permission is to log out from the background."

“That’s true, but not entirely.”

"Because I lent him the permission to log out from the backend."

"Ordinary players are not qualified to have the authority of an administrator, even if they obtain the corresponding body of an administrator." He looked at Qin Chuan, a strange smile flashing in his eyes.

"If you don't have the permission to log in to the backend, you can't control the deletion permission of the administrator's left hand."

Qin Chuan was silent.

Just as Wuxiang said, if he did not have the backend login permission, all traces of him would be wiped out the moment he touched the administrator's left hand.

At this moment, the opponent in front of him possesses all the authority except the administrator's head and left hand.

The backend logout permissions that Qin Chuan currently knows alone completely restrict the backend login that he has always relied on.

This is a formidable opponent.

"You are not a player, not an administrator, and even less a god." Qin Chuan stared at the other party and spoke in a deep voice.

"What are you, anyway?"

"Me?" He sneered ominously, "The Sky Stairs is a game created by the gods, just like a fixed program."

"God is not omnipotent. Even the program He created has corresponding loopholes. In order to improve and fix the loopholes in a timely manner, He created managers to monitor the Sky Steps at all times."

"I am the loophole in the Sky Steps!"
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The next chapter, the finale, will be released at midnight.

(End of this chapter)