Bright Era

In the southern borders of the distant western continent, the warm and humid Longshan imperial capital, the imperial palace garden shrouded by the divine power barrier is in full bloom, creating a midsummer scene. A small hill stands beside the blue lake, and a delicate pavilion stands on the top of the hill. The cloud sits on a soft couch, squinting and smiling, watching a few girls sitting quietly.

Este is still the face of the iceberg that has not changed for thousands of years, and there is no temperature in her gloomy eyes. Etrice is still so ignorant, a trace of black flames flashes in her chaotic eyes from time to time, and occasionally a complex three-dimensional magic circle looms in her eyes, and the aura around her body is like A black hole is full of deadly threats.

Princess Qingli and Elysium are sitting a little farther away. There are several delicate jewelry boxes on the small table in front of them. Inside they are just sent from the Eastern Continent, the royal tribute jewelry of the Blood Qin Empire. . Dozens of beautiful and exquisite palace-style jewelry are placed upright in the box, and a touch of gentle magical fluctuations like flowing water spread from these jewelry from time to time.

Ai Mo was sitting in the middle of the pavilion, and in front of her was a dark golden spindle suspended in front of her. The spindle with Michel's height was hazy, and it looked like a cloud of light and magic talisman. Countless extremely thin gold threads stretched from all directions, and finally all connected with the spindle. This is the Spindle of Destiny, the supreme artifact of the Destiny God System of the Azhul Protoss.

White and tender fingers stroked the thin gold wires one by one, and Ai Mo suddenly smiled softly.

"All the destiny golden threads of gods are very strong and tough. Even my father can hardly do anything to their destiny golden threads." Ai Mo said softly, "But it's like a stone can make one It doesn’t require too much power to overturn a chariot to deal with the gods."

A faint divine light flashed on Ai Mo's fingers, and the golden thread of fate that belonged to Wende suddenly trembled. The destiny spindle spins slowly, and Wend's fate gold thread only shakes slightly, and then it is slightly biased by the fate gold thread. Countless golden threads of fate crossed each other, and at that moment, Wende's golden thread of fate suddenly rubbed against a golden thread of fate that exuded a deadly spirit.

The extremely magnificent dark golden light rippled from the spindle of destiny. The golden thread of destiny to which Wend belonged was entwined with a strand of death, and it was surrounded by a gray and white death that was a trillion times smaller than a strand of hair. The golden thread of Wende's fate was just a spin, and the golden thread of Wende's fate suddenly broke, and then the whole golden thread of fate turned into gray ashes and floated away at the same time.

"Wend, was killed by Soglaa?" Yun looked at Ai Mo in surprise

Nodding seriously, Ai Mo gently stroked the Destiny's Spindle and said softly, "Yes, he was killed. This is the irresistible power of destiny. Some seemingly insignificant bumps may cause a The destiny of man is completely changed."

Yun frowned, then shook his head gently. For a weird artifact like the Spindle of Destiny, Yun still couldn't understand the reason for his existence and the principle of operation. In the meeting between Wend and Sogla, was he destined to die, or was it because of Amo's gentle push that the fate of him and Sogla collided with each other and eventually led to him being killed by Sogla?

Is all this predestined, or is it an acquired influence? If it was predestined, then since Wend was destined to die in Sogla's hands, what is the point of Amo's push? If it was changed by the day after tomorrow, what is the meaning of the existence of destiny? All this is like dozens of spider webs kneaded into a ball, making the cloud more and more headache.

Gently waved his hand, Yun smiled bitterly: "I can't understand, but since the Fate Spindle exists, then it should have the meaning of his existence. Ai Mo, continue to monitor the fate of everyone around Lin Qi, as much as possible Let our people avoid those dangers, let our enemies, um, let them fight each other hard!"

He was holding a string of blue sea beads and gesticulating around his neck. Hearing the words of the cloud, Elysium suddenly jumped up: "The cloud means, for all those who are not ours, Desperately make trouble for them! It is the best to make their destiny become messy, so that they are all beaten up, and let them all go together."

Yun patted his hand lightly, and glanced at Ji Le Tian approvingly: "That's right, that's it! Ai Mo, do your best to make trouble!"

There was also an excited smile on Ai Mo's small face, and her fingers waved lightly, bringing waves of dark golden ripples on the spindle of fate. With the appearance of these small ripples, the countless golden lines of fate that were originally orderly running on a constant trajectory suddenly became disordered. The golden lines of fate were intertwined, intertwined and cut, rubbed against each other, and gradually changed. Become a mess that can't be rationalized.

In this chaos, only Lin Qi and the countless gold threads around Lin Qi became more and more dazzling. The countless gold threads around Lin Qi are like a stream of clear spring water, quietly following. I deserve it. . . No, quietly following the trajectory crooked by Lin Qi. The golden light emitted by so many golden threads of fate merged into one, and finally turned into a thick golden light that blasted into the spindle of fate, forcing the spindle of fate to tremble slightly.

Ai Mo's face suddenly became extremely serious, she frowned, and looked at the few golden fate threads that emitted a faint iron cyan in the mess. She muttered a curse in a low voice, her hands formed a **** seal and lightly patted the fate gold threads, finally causing the fate gold threads to tremble slightly.

Just a trivial tremor, these few golden fate lines collided with several other extremely thick fate golden threads, and then rubbed a dazzling flame. Aimo sighed gently, grabbed the handkerchief and wiped a trace of blood from the corner of her mouth: "Very strange life, they don't seem to belong to this cosmic age. Although their life trajectory is captured by the Spindle of Destiny, it cannot Completely control their destiny. However, just a little influence on their life trajectory is enough."

Frowning for a while thinking, Ai Mo looked at Yun: "Yun, I need your strength."

Yun Ranran stood up and walked slowly to the spindle of fate. Aimo whispered to Yun a few times, a smile appeared on Yun's face, and then she narrowed her eyes. Suddenly, two complex magic circles flashed past her eyes, two like the Yangtze River. The dark golden torrent gushed out of her eyes and quickly rushed into the spindle of fate.

It can be seen that the two dark golden torrents projected from the eyes of the cloud are composed of countless runes that are ten million times smaller than that of ants. These runes continue to exude a majestic but ever-changing strange breath. If you are proficient Countless people with the original divine writings of the universe age are present, and he will be horrified to discover that these runes all represent the mysterious and mysterious laws of'destiny, curse, disaster, well-being' and so on.

Outside the city of Berrely, Idal with a sullen face, Sogla with a hippie smile, and Lin Qi, who has nothing to do with his appearance, stood there. The three of you look at me from time to time, and I look at you. After a long time, Lin Qi finally spoke first: "It was Sugla who killed Wende, so many gods can testify! I don't care about your grievances, in short, I I only care about Igor's worth."

Idar's face was gloomy, and after hearing Lin Qi's words, his bitter gaze immediately fixed Sugla.

And Sogla grinned with a weird smile, and looked up and down at Idar nonchalantly: "I killed Wende, how about it? Don't look at me that way, or I will turn you into a raw material now. Well, Lin. Qi, serious, work for me, give me all your prisoners, all your troops, and I can make you an eternal existence!"

"Enough!" Idar roared in anger, a hurricane above his head rushed into the sky, and a set of blue-blue gods like a big bird appeared in the hurricane. The helmets, breastplates, arm guards, skirts, leggings, etc. turned into divine light, and quickly hung on Idar's body. This thin, paper-thin, but constantly exuding waves of strong scent of the **** armor perfectly wraps Idal's body, even the wings behind him are wrapped, every feather is covered by translucent armor. Living.

A blue-black spear entangled by hurricanes and lightning was pulled out of the void by Idar. He held the spear and pointed it at Sogla and shouted: "Sogla, you must pay for what you did! Not just for Wen Germany, even more for..."

"Your little concubine?" Sogla's words were extremely vicious. He looked at the angry Idar and laughed weirdly: "Ah, I am really happy to see you so angry! I can tell you something. Is it something? That's the woman I almost got you! I mean, do you understand? I almost enjoyed her beautiful body, ah, you haven't used her body yet?"

"You!" Idar was already so angry that he couldn't speak, his wings splayed, and whistling blue-black hurricanes rose on the ground, quickly enclosing Sogla and Lin Qi.

"Hey, this matter has nothing to do with me! This is your old grievance!" Lin Qi yelled, he swung out the Tu Jun axe, and the axe smashed several blue-black wind pillars entwining his body, and then carried it. Aroused Karhan and Igor, strode out of Idar's divine power. Lin Qi discovered that Sogla was irritating Idar intentionally or unintentionally. Although I don't know why Sogla did this, Lin Qi would never interfere with this matter.

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