Chapter 349 Rest in Peace, Old Friend.

Destiny is a very interesting thing. Outsiders cannot understand it. They think that the power of the prophet is exaggerated to be more powerful than that of the gods.

Sometimes, it appears to be like this, but in fact, every prophet is just a little butterfly when manipulating destiny.

When Amberxiu weaves the fate of the bald man, he does not flash to someone's side and shave his head himself.

Instead, he constantly magnifies small events and keeps falling like dominoes.

At the beginning, Amberxiu may only push down a domino smaller than a fingernail. The second one is a little bigger, bigger than a fingernail, and the next one is a little bigger. In the end, this force is enough to push down the wall or even destroy the world.

This is the use of the dice of fate, which brings the probability of all small probability events together. Countless coincidences are combined into a silk thread, and the end is the fate woven by Amberxiu.

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

This is also why Amberxiu only weaves 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 too big. Baldness can be achieved in a few days, but death, a cause and effect, requires several years or even decades to brew. Amber Xiu cannot control this process.

But Mr. Doom is different. He understands it more deeply than Amber Xiu.

He does not create possibilities, but kills possibilities. Although it looks similar, the dice of fate will kill other possibilities by reducing possibilities to one, but in fact it is completely different. The possibilities that are reduced to one by the dice of fate can be modified before they happen, but the cut thread of fate is eternal nothingness before it is restored, and it is impossible to appear.

To put it simply, the dice of fate locks the future, and this future can still be changed as long as it does not happen. Even if it is only 0.001 seconds away, it is a future that has not happened.

And cutting the thread of fate will take effect instantly. At the moment of cutting, the result cannot be changed.

If the two of them were to make another bet, the coin would not be thrown into the sea. No matter how hard they tried, the coin would not get any seawater on it, and he would never be able to find Mr. Doom's family emblem, even if he knew where it was. There would always be accidents on the way to find it that would prevent him from finding the coin.

This is the suppression of the laggards by those who are ahead. With only the means of the prophet, Amber is definitely not Mr. Doom's opponent.

Mr. Doom is now playing a higher-level domino game than Amber. The two of them worked together and calculated 27,000 futures in the past few days. They reasonably blocked 10,000 of them in advance with the power of fate.

But the time is still too short. Mr. Doom now has to leave the last one in the remaining 17,000 unfortunate futures. The break of each thread will produce a chain reaction. Perhaps an unfortunate future will be eliminated, or a new future will be created.

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

This is what Mr. Doom has to do now. He has forgotten the pain of his broken body and is concentrating on controlling every thread of fate.

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

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

Tiamat sneered and said: "I don't need to do it myself."

As she said, she pointed at the astral passage that was still swallowing the Githyanki. A red dragon that had just poked its head out flew towards Mr. Doom regardless of the rider's control.

Tiamat stared at Ambershu. He believed that Ambershu would definitely stop him.

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

The red dragon was ordered by the dragon goddess to fly towards Mr. Fortune, but the Githyanki rider could not communicate with Tiamat, and thought the mount was crazy, so he jumped down quickly. The parachute bag should have been opened when it was almost on the ground, but I don’t know if the Githyanki was anxious or the parachute bag was broken. The parachute bag opened the next second after leaving the dragon saddle.

As a result, the parachute directly entangled the red dragon’s wings. Without the power of one wing, the red dragon immediately lost balance, began to spin in the air, and fell rapidly.

During the whole process, Mr. Fortune was not affected at all.

Amber Xiu then explained: "Before the plan started, we blocked all external influences. Even the gods cannot change the future we see. No matter how hard they try, those who try to change their fate will only encounter misfortune."

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

Amber Xiu was stunned for a moment, and said to Tiamat: "This is unreasonable, what's the use of killing me now? The unclean hymn will still run away, and you will get nothing."

How can you throw the chessboard at someone after losing a game of chess? If you smash your opponent to death, you still lose, and you can't change this reality.

Tiamat sneered: "Seeing you die, I can be a little happier, this reason is enough."

Zariel, who had been silent all this time, suddenly clapped his hands and said, "It'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 life box and create a new body.

What he cared about was Tiamat's appearance of being unable to lose. Once the gods began to lose, mortals would 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, and 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 something was wrong.

Tiamat is also a senior Archduke of Hell. He will not understand this kind of rules. This suddenly threatens him. 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, the threads of fate have become sparse, and Mr. Doom has now completely lost his human form, leaving only a faint 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-destructing. 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 everything from flesh and blood to soul.

So extreme that no one would even 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 has been instilled in his family's unjust behavior since he was a child, constantly brainwashing his descendants to make sacrifices for their ancestors' mistakes, and to regard glory as more important than life.

This makes no sense to Ambrose.

But in the end, Ambrose 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.

And as the last thread of fate was 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 a rebellion in the world.

Fighting against such foreign things usually involves 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, and 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 Alchemy City was exiled.

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

Whether they were Githyanki or Llane, or even the red dragon in the sky, they were all pulled by this strong wind, as if they were about to fall into the huge abyss left by the Kingdom of Unholy Song.

In addition, there is a 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 within the realm of Unholy Chant itself, such a crude ascent would have taken a heavy toll.

But this is the best result.

As the entire Kingdom of Unclean Ode was sent into the land of chaos, Amberxiu flew into the air and grabbed the soul fragment in his hand.

Amberxiu carefully inspected 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 power, but heroes of this kingdom.

"Rest in peace, Vladimir Rostov."