Calamity Crown

Goethe walked in the dark.

This darkness is not boundless.

In fact, the darkness was like a passage.

And, narrow.

Goethe could touch the 'walls' on the top of his head and on both sides by raising his hand - not only hard, but also containing the 'breath of time' and 'breath of fate' that Goethe admired.

Behind Goethe is the secret realm that he just left.

In front of Goethe, there are dense passages.

"Other secret realms?"

Goethe guessed.

Then, he looked at the only light in the darkness in the distance.

There it is: Anchor World.

The coordinates of the anchor world use the [Mad King's Ring] as the medium, and the position is extremely clear, especially when Goethe touches the [Mad King's Ring], the light in Goethe's eyes suddenly blooms, just like the sun.

Goethe didn't immediately sprint to the anchor world, though.

Instead, move forward slowly.

He is sensing the 'walls' around him.

He is perceiving the 'breath of time' and 'breath of fate'.

The 'breath of time' here is different from the 'silt' he has mastered so well. The 'breath of time' here is more forward, simply put... the future.

And the right 'fate' makes this change both controllable and uncontrollable.

contradictory?

Not contradictory.

Control is within a certain range.

Uncontrollable refers to an instant change after receiving a little external force.

like...

alert!

It was as if at this moment, when Goethe perceived this place, the time began to change in an instant. At the same time, the 3 possible outcomes that would have appeared immediately became 537,962 outcomes.

Moreover, it is still changing as the perception deepens.

Such changes affect the secret realm that the perceiver is about to enter.

"So that's how it is."

Goethe whispered to himself.

He has always wondered, with the power of the 'witches', why the afterimage projected by Modeus was used as bait instead of a more direct method.

With the strength they showed, it should be easy to do it.

Now Goethe knew.

Not even the 'witches' could afford the change.

"It is possible that the moment they enter, the entire secret realm will enter a doomsday and broken state, and this change will affect the anchor world—this is the last thing witches want to see."

Goethe looked at the anchor world again.

This time, his [heart] was completely let go.

He could see more and more clearly.

The dark passages turned into strings, stringing secret realms one after another. The most central place is the anchor world, and the rest of the secret realms are around, just like a pearl necklace with a special shape.

In addition to this pearl necklace, there are also pearls.

or independent.

Or in series.

At this moment, Goethe realized what is boundless.

With his [heart] at the moment, he can't feel how many secret realms there are, and how big this real world is.

The 'witch's mark' was completely washed away, and the [heart] lost its numerical description, but Goethe was sure that his [heart] at this moment should be more than fifteen times what it was before.

After all, he is rank nine now!

"It's still not enough!"

"Nine turns, almost!"

Goethe thought from the bottom of his heart, and then the corner of his mouth curled up.

"That……

Give me back some of your strength first! "

The seven scarlets are the main ones, but they are full of hunger, laughter, greed, madness, murderous intent, evil, and compassion. Phantoms appeared beside Goethe, and the power of the same nine-rank job began to return to Goethe.

Eighteen turns.

Twenty-seven turns.

Thirty-six turns.

Just when Goethe was about to continue to improve his strength, his [heart] suddenly moved.

In an instant, the seven phantoms disappeared.

His whole body was also covered in 'silt'.

Not only is there no breath, there is even no existence.

The rest is just the breath of time that is exactly the same as the passage wall.

And in the next moment, the gaze came.

It is no longer one.

But three eyes, scanning back and forth.

Take two full breaths.

After his eyes disappeared, Goethe was still covered in mud.

Then, another gaze appeared.

After his eyes disappeared this time, the mud on Goethe's body slowly disappeared.

"really!"

"Here, they can also perceive it!"

"It's really scary!"

Goethe said it was scary, but there was a smile on his face.

He has no way to perceive more worlds outside the channel, but he has obtained more information.

The four gazes just now left messages on the 'passage wall'.

Goethe stood where he was, silently analyzing.

At the same time, he used the power contained in the "passage wall" to supplement his own weak strength, and was agitated by the majestic vitality stored in his heart. Almost instantly, the "breath of time" and "breath of fate" were completely destroyed. The analysis is complete, and it has become something he can grasp, which is more convenient than [Blood Honor].

consume?

Naturally, it is also much larger.

However, Goethe didn't care.

Compared with what he has stored, this consumption is just a drop in the bucket.

That is to eat two extra meals.

[Shadow Snake Tail Devouring] combined with [Blood Occult], the pitch-black snake wrapped around Goethe's arm, and its scarlet eyes were full of interest. It liked fate.

It feeds on destiny.

Goethe stepped forward, and the black snake hissed.

When he was about to reach the finish line, Goethe opened his hand, and the black snake immediately followed the trend.

They were already on the same page.

What Goethe wants to do.

The black snake is very clear.

There was a human smile on the snake's face.

As if to say, leave it to me.

Then, the pitch-black snake got into the wall of the passage.

The pitch-black snake, which has almost the same aura of fate as the passage wall, runs unimpeded in the passage wall. It swims in it at a fast speed, heading for the most prosperous place of fate.

under!

more below!

Bottom!

The pitch-black snake kept conveying thoughts to Goethe.

Goethe once again covered himself with mud.

That look came again.

The other party wanted to track down the black snake, but couldn't find it at all.

because……

Destiny is impermanent.

Who can control fate?

Only fate itself.

Wave!

Like a crisp sound, the pitch-black snake got out of the restriction of the passage, and it came to a wider world. The 'fate' was more intense, and it moved forward without hesitation.

It dives into it.

Of course, it did not forget to send the clearest picture to Goethe.

Densely packed, here and there.

It's pitch black...

root?

Goethe was taken aback looking at the picture in front of him.

Then, a thought came to mind.

world Tree!

The world tree that bred countless worlds!

This kind of thought disappeared in a flash, because Goethe obviously felt the difference. The world tree in front of him did not have a little bit of life, and the rumored world tree should be full of vitality.

And in front of you?

Not only dark, but lifeless.

withered.

die.

dark.

However, this does not prevent it from being born with destiny.

Goethe watched the pitch-black snake biting those tree roots, and silently said cheers from the bottom of his heart.

This will be his hole card.

Facing the witches, he still needs a million points of layout.

With the help of the "power of destiny" sent back by the black snake, Goethe summoned the spirits of blood crows one after another. Fate covered them, and with Goethe's order, they flew along the passage.

They will fly to the secret place that Goethe once visited.

They will be looking for people who are closely related to Goethe.

And it doesn't end there.

A demonic wolf.

A magic dog.

They are worn by Goethe with the 'power of destiny'.

With Goethe's will, they rushed to more places that are closely related to those "gazes" but unknown.

They are 'wars'.

They are 'deaths'.

They are……

'Disaster'!

And Goethe, as the source of everything, is naturally the 'Crown of Disaster'.

One by one design.

A pile of layout.

They were all used by Goethe.

There are sane ones and some crazy ones.

Some are reckless.

When all this was done, there were only two blood crow spirits left beside Goethe.

Different from all other scarlet blood crow spirits, these two blood crow spirits have already transformed into red with gold. These are the first two crows that appeared and were carefully cultivated by Goethe.

There is also the breath of time and fate in them.

There is also a professional atmosphere.

Same as the seven negative emotions.

It's also nine turns.

And this kind of bearing naturally has disadvantages.

once!

Two crows can only be used once!

After one use, it will disappear completely!

Completely disappear from time and destiny!

No longer exist!

But the power will also be greater than anyone's imagination!

"I hope you won't be needed."

Goethe looked at the two blood crow spirits apologetically.

"If you don't want it, you won't do it."

"It's okay, we're willing."

Two crows have a poisonous tongue and a warm tongue.

The one with the poisonous tongue was called the black mist by Goethe.

The warm one was called Fufu by Goethe.

"You guys say, will I win?"

Goethe asked again.

"You can't win, you can't save, just wait for death."

The black mist quacked with a poisonous tongue.

"We'll do our best, you've done your best, now you just have to leave no regrets."

Fufu said, and rubbed Goethe's cheek intimately, which made the black mist beside him scream even more.

"Have you forgotten what this guy did to us?"

"He's a lunatic!"

"Detonating fate and time, obliterating all such things, no one can do it except lunatics!"

The croaking of crows is beyond imagination.

Goethe raised his hand and flicked Hei Mist's forehead.

Immediately, black mist flew up.

"If you look at it, you will bully me. If you have the ability, go and fight those witches hard?"

"What's the point of bullying a crow?"

The black mist flew and rattled.

Goethe frowned, and finally sighed.

Who made him owe them?

Just call.

Let's just croak.

At least, the time here will not be boring.

Of course, it takes time here.

However, counterattack is also certain.

"When I find my way home, the first thing I do is to open a barbecue restaurant, and then launch a special dish - roasted crow."

Goethe looked at the black mist and said very seriously.

"Kill the crow! Kill the crow!"

"Is there any reason?"

"Is there any royal law?"

Black Mist yelled loudly.

"have!"

"Yes to people!"

"No to crows!"

"Especially the stinky crow!"

Goethe smiled and raised his hand to touch Fufu.

Fufu is still good, like a daughter, a caring little padded jacket.

As for the black mist?

Rebel!

Accompanied by his good daughter and Nizi, Goethe just stood one step away from the anchor world, waiting quietly for an unknown amount of time.

a hundred years?

Two hundred years?

Or three hundred years?

Goethe didn't know.

All he knew was that it was finally in place.

The next moment, Goethe took a step forward.

In front of his eyes, light and darkness disappeared.

He returned to the anchor world again, and returned to Sark, the capital of Fabol.

he saw again

'Anglers'.

'Miss'.

Skiffins Steinbeck.

The 'fisherman' stood between the two, with disbelief and horror on his face——

Skiffins Steinbeck's dagger pierced his lower back.

[Power Crystal] Floating in the air, the rapier in the hand of the 'Madam' pierced his chest.

The exuberant life, even if the heart was smashed, even if the body was poisoned, it still didn't let the 'fisherman' die in the first place, and the gaze in his eyes became fierce and crazy.

Facing the 'lady' who was close at hand, he raised his hand and hugged her.

A trace of panic flashed across the face of the 'Madam', and she wanted to dodge.

But 'time' appeared again.

No!

To be precise, a fishing line was wrapped around her body just like that.

This is the 'Angleman's' line.

Soaked in the 'long river of time', the fishing line for an unknown time.

It has the power of time itself.

Inspired by the 'fisherman', it became even more terrifying.

'Ma'am' was pinned down.

Even if it's just for an instant.

But enough.

Click, click.

Amidst the sound of bones breaking, all the bones of the 'Madam' were crushed by the 'Fisherman', and the 'Force of Time' even invaded the body of the 'Madam'.

'Ms.' is aging at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But the 'lady' did not despair.

She has allies!

Skiffens Steinbeck!

She looked up for Skiffins Steinbeck.

She saw an ally right behind the Angler.

She wants her allies to help her.

Then--

Skiffins Steinbeck bowed.

"Have a nice trip, and...

Bon Voyage! "

After Skiffins Steinbeck finished speaking, a flash appeared beside Goethe.

"Isn't it good to betray your allies like this?"

Goethe asked.

"ally?"

"No no no!"

"My dear brother, the Steinbeck family has never been an ally and has never been a traitor."

Skiffins Steinbeck replied with a smile.

Then, the two watched the death of the 'lady' like this.

After aging to the extreme.

Naturally, it is death.

And after the death of the 'lady', the 'angler' is not dead yet.

The opponent still breathed a sigh of relief.

The other party looked at Goethe and Skiffins Steinbeck.

"I didn't expect that the winners of this era would be the two of you."

The 'fisherman' smiled miserably.

Skiffins Steinbeck snorted.

"Gold, silver, bronze, black iron, the so-called era division is really ridiculous, you really believe your own lies, alas, maybe you all forgot...

Their era has never ended. "

After the words fell, thirteen figures that made the anchor world tremble appeared under the night sky.

That is, they!

of the age of mythology,

witches.