This lich needs more money

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

Sometimes, it appears this way, but in reality, every prophecy mage is just a little butterfly when it comes to manipulating destiny.

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

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

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

This is how the Dice of Destiny is 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. It takes time to grow from small to big.

This is 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 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.

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

Instead of creating possibilities, he 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.

The simple explanation is that the dice of destiny 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.

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

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.

This is the suppression of those who are behind by those who are in front. 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.

But time is still too short, and Mr. Fortune now wants to leave the last one among 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 be created.

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.

This is what Mr. Doom wants to do now. He has forgotten the pain of broken body and concentrates on manipulating every thread of fate.

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?"

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

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

Go ahead, she pointed towards the astral passage that was still swallowing Githyanki, and a red dragon that had just poked its head flew in the direction of Mr. Doom regardless of the rider's control.

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

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

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 connecting with 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.

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.

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

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

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

Amberxiu was stunned for a moment and said to Tiamat: "This is unreasonable. What's the use of killing me now? The Unholy Ode will still run away, and you won't get anything."

How can you hit someone with a chessboard when you lose in chess? If you hit your opponent to death, you also lose. You can't change this reality.

Tiamat taunted, "Seeing you die makes me happy. This is 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 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 arm across your thigh, 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 annoying 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.

The devil is the one who runs the casino. You can think of ways to cheat, but if others win, you must let them leave with the money. Otherwise, who will sign a contract with you devil after you lose your reputation?

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 to soul.

So extreme that no one would even study it.

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

This 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 long stopped, 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 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."