This Lich Needs More Money

Chapter 349 Rest in peace, old friend.

  Destiny is a very interesting thing that outsiders cannot understand. They think that the power of the prophecy mage is exaggerated to be more powerful than the gods.

Sometimes, it appears like this, but in fact, every prophecy mage is just a little butterfly when it comes to controlling destiny.

When Amber Hew was weaving the fate of a bald man, he didn't just flash up to someone else and then shave his head himself.

  But by constantly amplifying small events, they keep falling like dominoes.

At first, Amberxiu may only knock down one domino smaller than a fingernail, then the second one will be bigger, bigger than a fingernail, and the next one will be a little bigger. In the end, this force will be enough to knock down the city wall and even destroy the world. .

 This is how the dice of fate are used. It combines the possibilities of all low-probability events into one. Countless coincidences are combined into a thread, and the end is the fate woven by Amber Xiu.

 But there is a problem here, that is, the power of destiny needs to be brewed, and it takes time to grow from small to big.

This is also why Ambrose only weaved the fate of the bald man when dealing with the iron-blooded general, instead of weaving the fate of his death.

The time difference between the two is huge. Baldness can be achieved in a few days, while the cause and effect of death takes years or even decades to brew. Amber Xiu cannot control this process.

 The simple explanation is that the dice of fate lock the future, and as long as this future does not happen, it can still be changed. Even if it is only 0.001 second, it is a future that has not happened.

Tiamat looked at the gradually shattering figure in the sky, and tentatively said to Amberxiu: "Then, if I destroy his ritual now, will the Unholy Ode fall into my hands?"

 This is the suppression of those who are behind by those who are ahead. With only the means of the prophecy mage, Amberxiu is definitely no match for Mr. Doom.

Mr. Fortune is now playing a domino pushing game that is higher than that of Amber Xiu. The two of them cooperated and calculated 27,000 futures in the past few days. The two of them rationally used 10,000 of them with the power of fate. It was blocked in advance.

As a result, the parachute directly entangled the red dragon's wings. Without the power of one wing, the red dragon suddenly lost its balance, began to spin in the air, and fell quickly.

The red dragon was ordered by the Dragon Goddess to fly in the direction of Mr. Fortune, but the Githyanki rider had no way of understanding Tiamat, and thought the mount was crazy, so he quickly jumped downwards. He was supposed to open the parachute pack when he was almost reaching the ground, but he didn't know if the Githyanki was in a hurry or if the parachute pack was broken. The moment he left the dragon saddle, the parachute pack opened the next second.

 Severing the thread of fate takes effect instantly. At the moment of cutting, the result cannot be changed.

 But the time is still too short, and Mr. Fortune now wants to save the last of the remaining seventeen thousand unfortunate futures. Every break of the thread will have a chain reaction. Perhaps an unfortunate future will be eliminated, or a new future will emerge.

Amberxiu then explained: "Before the plan started, we blocked all external influences. Even gods cannot change the future we see. No matter how we try, those who try to change their destiny will only encounter Unlucky."

 He does not create possibilities, but kills them. Although it may seem similar, with the Dice of Destiny lumping possibilities into one and killing off other possibilities, they are actually completely different. The possibility of being reduced to one by the die of fate can be revised before it happens, but the severed thread of fate will be eternal nothingness before it is restored, and will never appear.

Amberxiu said indifferently: "You can try it, if you are not afraid of being punished by Io."

If the two of them had another bet now, it would be impossible for the coin from back then to be thrown into the sea. No matter how hard he tried, the coin would not be able to stick to any sea water, and he would never be able to find Mr. Fortune's family crest, even if he knew that There will always be surprises on the way to prevent him from finding the coin.

 That's what Mr. Fortune has to do now. He has forgotten the pain of his broken body and concentrates on manipulating every thread of fate.

Tiamat said viciously: "He is not affected, how about you? I don't believe you still have the strength to protect two people."

 Mr. Fortune was not affected in any way during the entire process.

Tiamat sneered and said, "I don't need to take action myself."

 But Mr. Fortune is different. He understands deeper than Amber.

　　Speaking of it, she pointed toward the astral passage that was still filled with Githyanki people, and a red dragon that had just stuck its head out ignored the rider's control and flew in the direction of Mr. Fortune.

Tiamat stared at Amberxiu, thinking that Amberxiu would definitely stop him.

This is a 17,000-level Rubik's Cube. It will not only turn in one direction. One side that has been put together must be destroyed again for the sake of the whole.

　　However, Amberxiu did nothing, just looked at Mr. Doom in the sky quietly, as if to remember the last moment of his old friend.

Amberxiu was stunned for a moment and said to Tiamat: "This is unreasonable. Even if you kill me now, what's the use? The Unholy Ode will still run away, and you will get nothing."

There is no one who hits someone with the chessboard when he loses at chess. If you smash your opponent to death, you also lose. You cannot change this reality.

Tiamat taunted, "Seeing you die makes me happy, that's reason enough."

Zariel, who had been silent all this time, suddenly clapped his hands and said, "That's great. The power of fate is really amazing. I like you, this little skeleton, more and more. Tiamat, we represent the face of the Nine Hells." , The opponent won beautifully, there is no need for us to lose.”

Amberxiu breathed a sigh of relief. Although he was not afraid of being killed, the worst he could do was regenerate his phylactery and create a new body.

What he cares about is Tiamat's appearance of being unable to afford to lose. Once the gods begin to fail to afford to lose, mortals will be in trouble. If you want to twist your arms across your thighs, you need to be restricted by rules. When Tiamat makes up her mind not to follow the rules, she can find countless ways to cause trouble for Amber Xiu.

 It’s enough to send cultists to assassinate him every day.

 Fortunately, Zariel, the eldest sister, is interesting enough. Yes, devils also want to save face, and they are not those chaotic and evil devils. Devils run casinos. You can find ways to cheat, but if others win, you have to let others take the money and leave. Otherwise, who will sign a contract with you devils after your reputation is ruined?

Just as he was thinking this, Amber Xiu suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Tiamat is also a senior Grand Duke of Hell. He will not understand this kind of rules. This suddenly threatens him that something is wrong.

However, it doesn’t matter no matter how wrong it is, because Mr. Fortune is about to succeed.

The chaotic sky has become deep and dark, and the threads of fate have become sparse, and Mr. Fortune has now completely lost his human form, leaving only a vague light.

Amberxiu recognized it, it was his incomplete soul.

There are many ways to enhance abilities by burning life. Amber Xiu tried destroying his own body and self-exploding. The power was not much worse than a nine-ring spell. The paladin can burn his lifespan to burst into a more powerful soul. After the starry paladin burned out his lifespan, he was promoted to the legendary realm for a moment.

 But like Mr. Fortune, Amberxiu has never seen a method that burns flesh and soul together.

 It’s so extreme that no one will study it.

This spell was developed by Mr. Fortune himself. This guy has been full of the desire for self-destruction since he was young.

It can only be attributed to his family education. He was instilled in his family's unjust behavior from an early age, and his descendants were constantly brainwashed to make sacrifices for their ancestors' mistakes, and to regard glory as more important than life.

This makes no sense in Ambrose's opinion.

 But in the end, Umbersheu agreed to Mr. Fortune's plan. Amberxiu didn't understand, but he respected his old friend's thoughts.

 And now, he succeeded.

Even though his soul was broken and he even lost the ability to think, he still cut off the last thread of fate.

With the last thread of fate broken, the land of the Kingdom of Unclean Ode completely broke with the world.

 After the original connection was severed, this land became like an invasive alien species, causing the world to resist.

 The fight against this kind of foreign thing is usually endless natural disasters, thunder, strong winds, earthquakes... This world will use all means to destroy this "foreign thing" that does not belong to it.

 But this time, the world chose to "push away" the land, and this was the result of Mr. Fortune's choice.

It’s not too difficult to let this land be abandoned by the world. Maybe half of the body can be left behind, but if you want the world to expel the Kingdom of Unclean Ode without harming this land, you can only sacrifice yourself. .

Cracks in the earth appeared at the border of the Kingdom of Unclean Ode, and there seemed to be something beneath the ground, pushing the kingdom high into the sky, towards the chaotic world that had already opened its mouth.

The ground was shaking. The fighting between Llane and the Githyanki had stopped long ago. They all watched in shock as the huge piece of land rose up. They couldn't see the whole picture of the unclean hymn at all. They could only see that the end of their sight was covered by the rising land, as if gods had pried open the shell of the world.

This is a miracle. There is no doubt that it is more terrifying than the last time the Alchemy City was exiled.

 The rise of the entire kingdom brings strong winds, and the air wants to fill the space created by the rise of this land.

Whether it’s the Githyanki, the Llane, or even the red dragon in the sky, they are all pulled by this strong wind, as if they are falling into the huge abyss left by the Kingdom of Unholy Song.

In addition, there is also the crazy pouring of sea water.

Unclean Ode is a terrain surrounded by sea on three sides. If such a huge land is left, the sea water will immediately turn into a waterfall, trying to fill this abyss.

The departure of Unclean Ode goes far beyond this. The climate of the entire continent will change, and there will be subsequent natural disasters. It is unknown how many people will be affected.

Even for the Unholy Song Kingdom itself, such a crude ascent would cause massive casualties.

  But this is the best result.

As the entire Kingdom of Unholy Ode was sent to the Land of Chaos, Amberxiu flew into the air and grabbed the fragment of soul in his hand.

Amberxiu carefully examined it and found that this piece of soul was completely broken, not even much memory remained, and the biggest obsession had disappeared as the unclean hymn entered the chaotic space. This was an almost blank soul fragment.

Amber Xiu sighed.

“You have washed away the sins of your ancestors, and you have saved your motherland. From now on, you and your family are no longer unclean people who have deprived of authority, but heroes of this kingdom.

 “RIP, Vladimir Rostov.”

 (End of this chapter)