mtlumby2d No. 267 Support Arrives
No. 267 Support Arrives
Gods Asylum...
"He is going to die..." Merlin stared at the chopsticks in Lin Qiye's hand, speaking with certainty.
Lin Qiye's face suddenly darkened and became overcast, because Merlin's words were exactly the same as Hei Tong's.
Not long ago, their team successfully killed Hei Tong in Huaihai City, but Hei Tong seemed to know everything about the mental hospital and told him that Lin Qiye had a great "He" guiding him. This made Lin Qiye very angry, and just when he was about to kill Hei Tong, Hei Tong pointed out that the owner of the chopstick was about to die.
This news was like a bolt from the blue, making Lin Qiye feel uneasy. Because the chopsticks were given by the Sword Saint, he couldn't wait to ask why. After getting the answer, in order to verify Hei Tong's words, he immediately found Merlin. Merlin's affirmative answer shocked him.
"The trajectory of his fate is clear. This death is his destined fate." Merlin saw that Lin Qiye's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and instantly understood his thoughts, and added.
"Is there really no other way to avoid it?" Lin Qiye frowned and asked unwillingly.
Merlin frowned and thought for a moment, then the light in his eyes flickered again, "Strange..."
"What's wrong?" Lin Qiye was full of suspicion.
"I predicted all possible directions of his fate." Merlin said slowly, "I saw that there were three lifelines trying their best to change his doomed fate. Two of them were unclear and difficult to predict..."
"One of them is me?" Lin Qiye asked cautiously.
Merlin had predicted the fate of Lin Qiye before during the Cangnan catastrophe. Lin Qiye, an alien with an unclear fate, had also appeared before. So when he heard the unclear fate this time, the first person Lin Qiye thought of was himself.
"Yes, this should be you." Merlin nodded slightly.
"What about the other unclear one?" Lin Qiye asked immediately.
"The other one... is most likely the one called Li Mingxuan. I once glimpsed his fate when I was in Cangnan. His fate seemed to be shrouded in fog, although it was hidden.
But it is inextricably linked to the owner of this chopstick, even the cause and effect are entangled with it. And his causal thread is doing its best to change the fate of the owner of this chopstick."
Merlin thought for a moment and spoke slowly, "Unfortunately, even if he changed some of the causes and effects, he couldn't fundamentally change the death of the owner of this chopstick. He could only postpone the death, that's all. Because the death of the owner of this chopstick has already been determined, if he forcibly changes it, fate will automatically correct itself."
Merlin's words shocked Lin Qiye. He had never thought that Li Mingxuan had been trying to change the doomsday, but ended up in failure.
"What about the third one?" Lin Qiye asked.
"The third life line is sometimes bright and sometimes dark, sometimes tough as steel, sometimes dim, revealing the breath of death, and is closely connected with the life line of the owner of this chopstick. I don't know who he is, but he influences the owner of the chopstick to a great extent.
Maybe the third thread of fate can change the fate of the owner of this chopstick, but the price will be extremely painful. "Merlin sighed and continued.
Lin Qiye thought thoughtfully, "Since I appeared in his death calamity and have the possibility of changing his fate, does it mean that I am also involved in his death calamity?"
"Yeah." Merlin nodded slightly in response.
Lin Qiye frowned and asked, "Then what should I do?"
Merlin fell into deep thought. After a while, he raised his hand and slowly pointed at Lin Qiye's chest.
"It is difficult for me to predict what your fate will be. However, since you appear in that particular place and have the potential to influence his fate, there must be some reason... As for what it is, I am afraid only time can reveal the answer. All you need to do is to obey your true thoughts." Merlin's tone was calm and firm.
After hearing these words, Lin Qiye was stunned, as if he was fixed in place.
He murmured to himself: "Follow your heart..."
This simple word made him feel extremely heavy. At this moment, countless thoughts came to his mind, causing him to fall into deep thought.
.......
Northern Daxia....
Amon is very smart...
He knew very well that even if he joined forces with Nut and Tefnut, they might not be able to gain the upper hand over Zhou Ping in a head-on confrontation, so he decisively and secretly cast a curse on Zhou Ping, letting the curse slowly eat away at his body like a poisonous snake.
Nut and Tefnut were seriously injured, which just confirmed his guess.
Although he was extremely reluctant to admit it, he had to face the reality. The mortal in front of him was holding a divine weapon containing the power of law, which was indeed enough to kill gods.
Although the two gods Nut and Tefnut were seriously injured, they couldn't help but brighten up when they saw that Zhou Ping was cursed by Amon.
"Kill that mortal quickly and take the artifact from him!" Nut shouted excitedly.
Amon couldn't help but sneer in his heart. Under the power of his curse, Zhou Ping's fate was already doomed. Although Zhou Ping had the power to rival the gods, he was still just a mortal after all...
Unless Zhou Ping can become a god, his body will no longer be affected by the power of the curse after becoming a god.
However... it is impossible for a mortal to become a god!
However, Amon did not dare to approach Zhou Ping easily. Although the curse could gradually weaken Zhou Ping, he was also worried that Zhou Ping would fight back desperately before dying, and might really bring down a god.
"Mortal... do you have any last words?" Amon looked down at Zhou Ping who was half-kneeling in the air, sneered, and asked.
"Cough, cough, cough..." Zhou Ping lowered his head and coughed violently. A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth and his face was as pale as paper.
A black curse power spread from his body like ink, and even if Zhou Ping tried his best, he couldn't stop it from spreading. This is the limitation of mortals.
"What a pity..." Zhou Ping stood up with difficulty, turned his head slightly, glanced at Nut and Tefnut who were seriously injured, and spoke calmly.
"What a pity! Are you still thinking about how to escape? It's useless. You are under the power of my curse. Your death is certain."
A smile appeared on Amon's face, a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes, and he spoke in a cold voice. In his eyes, the mortal in front of him was just struggling to survive.
"What a pity, I was just a little bit away from slaying the god." There was a hint of bitterness in Zhou Ping's eyes.
Wow!
At this moment, a carriage came from a distance, and behind the carriage, an electric car followed closely.
The support from the human ceiling has arrived...