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It was as if something hit the sky heavily, and the black lead cloud suddenly sank a few minutes lower.

The whole tower is still rising, as if it wants to break through this gloomy lead cloud.

Thanks to Tu Antivan's efforts, almost half of the people in the Algrant Kingdom heard Talling's announcement.

However, this is not the end of the ascension ceremony.

The light and dust all over the sky finally appeared at this time, surging in the sky, and together they formed a colorful river.

The Throat of Death disappeared mysteriously for unknown reasons, but his spiritual essence was still preserved.

In the announcement of the tower spirit, the spiritual essence condensed over hundreds of years poured into the tower and poured into the densely engraved marks.

As a result, countless lines of various colors appeared on the outside of the dark tower.

The light was overflowing, as if the entire tower had changed its appearance.

laugh……

A faint voice sounded from the top of the tower.

A small flame suddenly appeared on the scepter inserted in the center of the ground.

It is intangible and qualityless, but a red flame will inevitably appear in the minds of all those who perceive it.

That is divine fire.

A divine fire fueled by the essence of centuries of spirituality.

Tarling said calmly: "It seems that we don't need that Albert family member anymore."

Originally, they called Aaron just to add an extra layer of insurance to the plan.

According to the original plan, Ta Ling did not think that he would be 100% successful.

At the same time, it is quite difficult to control the inner obsession and manipulate the ritual of becoming a god, even for him who has lost the normal desires of a mortal.

And the strangers, the Albert family, were the backup he had prepared.

Aaron, who is also a time traveler and a foreigner, can also assume the responsibility of part of the anchor point to a certain extent, thereby reducing the difficulty of holding the ascension ceremony.

Although this may cause the stranger to die in the ascension ceremony, or gain part of the god's authority, to the tower spirit, it doesn't matter.

All he wants is the result of becoming a god.

He was the product of the legendary Archmage's thirst for knowledge, and all he wanted was to see the scenery of the gods.

This is also the reason why he can cooperate with Tu Antivan.

Tu Antivan needs the man-made god to protect the kingdom of Agrant, while Talling only cares about the results.

There is no conflict between the two needs.

"Maybe," Tu Antivan agreed, feeling something in his heart and whispering, "He is coming."

He stood on a high tower, calmly gazing somewhere at the sea.

After experiencing various sudden disasters, the entire ten kilometers surrounding Pearl Harbor became a dead zone.

In the past, the giant octopus of the Karaken family drove the sea water to attack the city, and later it was accompanied by the alchemical oil that did not hesitate to destroy both jade and stone.

The entire ocean not only swallowed up a lot of building fragments and corpses, but was also soaked in burned-out wreckage.

Unfortunately, however, the products of burning the alchemical oil are poisonous.

After all, from its inception, its creators had no intention of making it green and harmless.

This also resulted in large swathes of fish, corals, and seaweeds dying, and only a few survivors who were lucky enough to escape and withstand the toxins feasted on their own dead food in a daze.

However, the ice comes again.

The battle between Tuantivan and the giant octopus once again dragged the ocean into death.

A literal place of death.

In the face of the cold that almost completely freezes the seawater into a thick piece of ice, no living thing can survive at all.

Of course, things are different now.

On the frozen white ice, there was a silent footprint.

Like dog paws.

But unlike dog claws, this claw mark seems to be composed of countless geometric shapes - triangles, squares, trapezoids, circles...

Together, these intricate geometric patterns create a small but delicate claw mark.

A line appeared shyly from an unknown place and extended rapidly.

As a result, a creature as huge as a lion and like a dog quickly took shape under the outline of this line.

Well, maybe He's more like a Tibetan Mastiff.

But no matter what, the moment the lines were drawn, He started running.

It's hard to imagine why a creature made of a single line can actually make complicated claw marks one after another on the ice, and even each claw mark is completely different.

But He did.

As He ran, the sleeping geometric figures in the void seemed to be finally awakened by His footsteps, and emerged one after another, quickly filling in the line.

In the blink of an eye, countless geometric figures appeared in his body.

Therefore, when He is running, the tough yet flexible lines will change and rise and fall with the movement of the geometric figures in the body, and His appearance will also change.

He seems to be a strange creature made of countless geometric figures.

But, it just seems.

In fact, Tuantivan knew it very well.

The moment he saw Him, he knew.

He is God.

He is a god who wanders the river of destiny and is responsible for hunting down those who cross the line.

Or... a scavenger.

Hounds of Tindalos!

Any act that interferes with the flow of destiny will gain his attention and be included in his prey.

Finally, a signature cloud of smoke and steam formed.

He rushed through this white smoke.

The condensed smoke briefly recorded His appearance.

The image of a wolf but not a wolf, a dog but not a dog flashed away.

He smelled Tu Antiwan's breath from unknown time and space, and then crossed the limitations of time and space and came to the prey.

He is cruel by nature, or in other words, human ethics cannot restrain Him at all.

Since the birth of the River of Destiny, He has been hovering on its edge, patrolling the river day and night.

The long river of fate is fair, but at the same time, it is also unfair.

There is a price to pay for messing with destiny.

This price is by no means only borne by the payer.

In fact, after paying a high price, He still needs to be faced.

Face this corrector of destiny.

Destiny needs to be corrected.

With the appearance of the Tindalos hounds, the barking that Tuantivan heard suddenly became louder.

He did not roar.

And the sounds heard by its creatures are just hallucinations caused by their inner fear of Him.

No one can defeat the Tindalos Hound.

Because He is the river of destiny itself, something that straddles living beings and gods.

The distance of several kilometers is only a few breaths of time for the Tindalos hounds who are good at running and chasing.

Time is up……

Tu Antiwan lowered his head slightly and glanced at Andem who was still looking up to him.

With his strength, he can easily see the expressions of his students from an altitude of more than 500 meters.

This time, I really have to leave...

"Leave it to you." Tu Antiwan murmured in a low voice, not knowing who he was talking to, and completely gave up control of his body.

He couldn't resist.

Because from the first sight of Him, he knew that resistance would only lead to the retaliation of the hounds.

The hounds wanted nothing more than to devour his soul.

Then give it.

An inconspicuous light point emerged from the body, drew an arc, and landed accurately in front of the Tindalos Hound.

Furthermore, this light spot is wrapped by countless geometric figures.

Crushed into dust.

This time, Tu Antivan was really dead.