winter era

Chapter 221

Chapter 221

"...I will not divination for the dead, this gentleman. The dead person has been finalized in the river of fate, and his trajectory has long been locked. The rest is just the dust brought by the trajectory. Those are not what we hoped for."

A few blue veins burst open on the fortune teller's wrist, and no light could be seen in the deep eye sockets.I don't know what to think.

"Like water no longer flows back, life and death have already been doomed. The dead will always be dead, and the resurrection will be an undead monster. Everything the living can't tolerate. Things like liches can only be a kind of clumsy For the real immortals, they have almost no room for confrontation. Because that means that despair that everyone cannot accept is coming."

"That's like the complete collapse of this world, the reincarnation of all orders. No one can escape the punishment of life and death, and no one will escape the punishment of life and death. Sir, if you want me to divination the origin of a dead person, there is no doubt that A meaningless act. Because the dead cannot make the future. It is always the living who make the future, the living. The dead die forever, and the living live for a short time. The living will perish, and the dead will not live , this is the rule of this world."

"But the rules can change, can't they?"

Under the curious eyes of the children, the black-robed man who was about their age stood in front of the fortune-teller and talked freely.The flying look on that thin face made them feel a little curious, but also a little weird.

It's as if he doesn't exist in this world at all, just standing there as a mirror image.Like the fantasy games they often play, life and death will not affect his original life.He originally regarded this world as a huge game, so what appeared, affected, and the consequences had nothing to do with this player.

Because he's just pure entertainer.There is not even any concept of good and evil in my heart, and I look at everything in this world with a detached attitude.Whether it's others, or himself, or even the whole world.Nor was there a mention in his indifferent expression.This can be seen from the dark gray mist that surrounds him. He just doesn't want to be disturbed by others and strips the whole world away. His domineering and freewheeling attitude has been branded in his bones.

"The rules are not rigid, not step-by-step. He can transform and deceive. The appearance of liches, the appearance of undead, and the twisted points that break the rules of the world are like this for everyone. Then I have another what?"

"It's just a mere character hidden in history. You don't have to worry about it, just help me take a look at the future destiny. Just like people always hope to find something to comfort themselves before going out, so do I I just hope that I can get an auspicious omen. There is no big conspiracy, and you don't have to be so hostile."

The young man looked at the curious children behind him and smiled slightly.

"And I am also very curious about the descendants of these warriors. They are really courageous. I have to say that they have not lost any of the courage of their ancestors. They dare to break into chaos alone at such a young age... They really Very brave. Very brave. So brave that I don’t even have a feeling that I’m old. Maybe I’ve really been abandoned by this world.” The young man’s eyes were loose, and he spoke softly, stretched out The palm stroked the hair on the young men's heads.

"It's worse than family members! These children didn't participate in the events of those years!" Seeing those children's heads under the palm of the young man, the fortune teller almost popped his eyes and roared loudly.But the young man smiled mockingly, and continued to reach out and stroke the young people's hair indifferently.mess up their hair.

"Wouldn't it be a disaster for my family? If they still understood this concept back then, I wouldn't be what I am now. From the standpoint of bystanders, what you have done is simply too beautiful. I would rather kill a thousand mistakes than let it go One. Even if there is even the slightest possibility, you will never let it go. Anyone who may pose a threat to this world, you will be killed one by one. The killing is decisive, ruthless, and even general praise is not as good as your part. You can only Praise your strength with glory, legend, and poetry. Because of your determination, this world escaped from the palm of a demon king and officially restored to the freedom of destruction."

The lock on the air machine still hasn't been revoked, and the feeling of oppression that seems to be crushing the air as an enemy still weighs heavily on the hearts of the children.But a seed of confusion has already been planted in the hearts of these children.

Who is he?Why is it associated with one's own ancestors?
He obviously looks like a teenager, but there is an indescribable viciousness and mockery.They uttered heartfelt curses at their ancestors.But you must know that their ancestors are known as the saviors of the world.It is too late for ordinary people to praise their blood, so how can they insult their blood?

And almost everyone sacrificed voluntarily.Everyone contributed their own strength.In that world where the three major curses raged, almost everyone had the consciousness of mortal death.This kind of awareness is also amazing now.Millions of sages went forward one after another, burning themselves like meteors and quickly disappearing into the sky.Finally completed the epic feat.Each of them felt that it was a great cause worthy of the struggle of all mankind.

So who is the victim?Who is he who claims to be a victim, not a beneficiary?The obvious answer echoed in his mind, but because of too ridiculous reasons, he was suppressed by the terrified children and dared not say it directly.

"I believe that even in that world line, I am in pain. He used to trust his apprentice so much, so he believed that his apprentice would not betray him. Those products that transcend the common sense of the world and jump the rules of the world are unreserved Presented in front of his apprentice. But just because of a possibility, that apprentice mercilessly waved the butcher knife at his master."

"Severing relatives with righteousness, awe-inspiring righteousness, decisive killing, and a strong woman, no matter how you praise her, she is full of beauty and praise. But what about his master? What about that Kaos? Rosalind is a shameless and despicable betrayer, It was she who betrayed the world! She didn't have to do that, she didn't need to do that, but she buried everything because of a shameless betrayal. So is Kaos a puppet without blood and tears? Is anyone listening to him?"

"From such a long past to the unpredictable future, no one has even listened to him. No one can communicate with him directly. He has tried to communicate, tried to understand, and thought of simply surrendering. But he will not let him go. No one is willing to bet on that possibility. When everyone in an organization is a decisive strongman, then this organization is a lunatic, a madman, and a person who destroyed the world. The most core murderer. So this world has become like this. Destruction, gunpowder smoke, residual pain, and the wailing of fallen sages are everywhere."

The young man in black robe shook his head with a disappointed face, and scratched the space with his palm.A black handle twisted and permeated from the Warp appeared in front of him.With just a slight twitch, a subspace blade that looked like a shattered mirror appeared in his palm.The surrounding lines look so familiar.Just like the world 4 years ago, it is still a diffuse non-arc stripe grid, without any changes.

The magic way that can cut the world is not a magic sword forged with human knowledge at all.Although it is a spell that every wizard knows before the shattering, there are still very few people who really dare to cast it.Not to mention that like this young man, he can be taken out of the subspace casually, as simple as taking out an object from a bag.

Looking at the magic sword that would blind people's eyes just by putting it there, the thin young man fell into a strange contemplation.That's not really thinking, but reliving one's own memory to a distant place.

"I'm Kaos." The young man looked at the magic sword and said in a low voice.

But the people present did not show surprise.Because everyone has noticed his abnormality.Surprise is the right answer if there are no other options.No sage would joke with them in their spare time, nor would anyone pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger to play such a trick.Then it can only show that the legend has become true.

The Great Demon King who had been destroyed countless times in stories, novels, and dramas appeared in front of them with such a young attitude.Like a young man with a brain problem.

"But I'm not Kaos either. I'm not him yet."

 Strive to finish the book within a million words, and prepare to open a new book.The outline of the new book has been prepared, it should not collapse again...

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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