Azeroth’s Death Track

Pale light represents death.

Vibrant and throbbing fluorescence represents life.

Surrounded by the stars of the pocket universe, between Tyrion's open hands, two rays of light flowed from his palms, converging into an invisible river of life and death, wantonly among the carefully crafted stars. flowing.

It has no origin and no end. Forming loops in invisible places constitutes the most solid foundation of this pocket universe.

But it's not perfect, at least not as perfect as it appears on the surface.

Only when he really goes deep into the rule level of this pocket universe can Tyrion see the flaws in the rule level of this pocket universe.

This universe has been infinitely complete on the surface, but its foundation is not solid, like quicksand that has been gathered together. When everything is normal, it can still maintain its original state, but once the pressure is too great, or it is attacked by turbulent currents, it is very likely to break down from the most basic level.

No wonder you need me here...

While manipulating the river of life and death, the great lord slowly passed through this world, and said in a low voice:

This is just a piece of soulless stars, and it's still far from being complete... But I'm curious, can't you find a big person who can control life and death in your world where monsters frequently appear?

Yes, I have.

Facing the inquiry from the great lord, Saibo, who was standing behind him, shrugged:

Wearing the double ring of life and death, I can also control life and death. But I prefer to be on the frontal battlefield than to maintain the rear support staff. The collapse of the wall of origin means some very troublesome guys who can fight well They will return to this world...

Saibo smiled, and there was a trace of cold killing intent in his narrowed eyes:

Seriously, I don't want to miss this 'feast'.

As for the other one who can replace you, she is called death.

Your Excellency the Overlord snorted:

Unfortunately, she is busy dating her little lover, and that guy is a lunatic... She is very unreliable. Oh, by the way, speaking of death, your next stage is probably at her level. God of the universe.

Single universe?

Tyrion savored the word, and he looked at Cyber:

how about you?

I?

Overlord smiled and said:

In full state, it can probably reach the multiverse level. It can't be regarded as a real strong under the stars, but it is much better than you, a rookie at the heavenly father level.

After finishing speaking, Saibo's voice came out of Tyrion's mind strangely again, as if to avoid Gao Tianzun who stood aside and was about to start gambling.

Of course, if you want to continue to get to the bottom of it, I can only tell you... I didn't just pull someone from the multiverse, and there are quite a few people in the multiverse who claim to control death, but you...you are special.

Saibo's voice echoed in the High Lord's mind:

Of course, it's not you who is special, but the world you and I came from. It has not been registered by the Life Court and is not part of the multiverse. No one knows why, but in general, you and I The world I came from was a true alienation. That's a good thing, and it means that anything you're involved in, as long as it's not too extreme, you'll be 'out of sight' of the Life Tribunal.

That's our advantage over everyone else.

you mean...

Tyrion frowned and asked:

Among the stars, am I like an 'invisible man'?

That's right! That's what it means.

Cyber ​​responded in the spiritual link:

You'll learn later what a joy it is to be an 'invisible man', to do whatever you want, to break the rules without fear of punishment, when other people get in the way of the rules...Alas, pity , Back then, I was too young, too impulsive, and caused some troubles, and was forcibly assimilated by the life court...I have lost that identity, and was truly assimilated into a 'local' by this multiverse.

Overlord stretched out his finger and pointed to the sky, as if referring to a higher existence, he said:

In short, you still can't reach that level, cherish your freedom, Tyrion.

Wait, last question.

Tyrion said to Seber:

You keep talking about games and bets, so what exactly are you talking about?

swish

Sebo took out a strange dice from nowhere, shook it in front of Tyrion, and said:

What else? Of course it's dice!

Looking at the dice shining with strange light, Tyrion was silent for a few seconds, he said:

Are you sure? Such an important matter...is decided by the number of dice?

Points? No no no.

Saber shook his head and said:

How could it be so simple, it would be a great gamble, it would be a great story. I even got someone to write the script...Look, here he is.

As soon as His Majesty the Overlord finished speaking, a silver light and shadow fell into this pocket universe. In the entanglement of that dreamlike light, a man wearing a silver-white robe and looking gentle, with his eyes covered by gauze walked around. come.

In his left hand he held a new, delicate book. In the other hand, he held a quill pen.

Oneiroi, the incarnation of the memory of the multiverse.

Sable introduced Tyrion:

In his library, all the stories in countless universes are stored. My story and your story are stored in it. Oh, by the way, he was actually the first person to discover and start observing you .”

Oneiroi will be responsible for recording this bet and act as a narrator.

Saibo patted Oneiroi's shoulder very familiarly. The latter didn't have much expression on his face. He leaned slightly towards Tyrion, and said:

Thank you, Your Excellency Tyrion Blade of Dawn. You brought a good story to my library.

The great lord also returned the salute to the Oneiroi, who couldn't see the depth, with the graceful posture that an elf should have. The latter smiled at him, and then took a quiet step back. Among the stars, a chair and a table for recording and writing appeared.

Well, we also have a supervisor and communicator.

Saber raised his hand, looked at the watch on his wrist, and said:

That guy is never late, but he's never early either... He's a very mysterious guy who likes to roam the multiverse, you should have seen him.

Yes, Lord Tyrion has left a deep impression on me.

With the sound of opening the door, a voice familiar to the high lord appeared behind him. Tyrion turned his head, and saw a door open among the stars, and a guy in a strange dress pushed the door in.

He was wearing a sharp black suit, but he wore a large blue cape, and he wore a very old-fashioned blue gentleman's hat with a black border.

Inside his suit was a white shirt with a turned-up collar, under which the three silver buckles of the cloak were fastened. With black gloves on his hands and polished black leather shoes on his feet, he looks like an old-fashioned gentleman.

The brim of this man's gentleman's hat hangs very low, almost covering half of his face, making it difficult to see his eyes. And under the brim of the hat, there is a somewhat stern face, the mouth that is always pursed, and the short white hair around the ears, which add a touch of mystery to him.

But the great lord didn't remember the existence of such a person in his own memory.

I said, Lord Tyrion, you will see us eventually.

The man walked up to Tyrion, bowed slightly to the high lord, and said:

Is little Yuna okay?

You! It's you!

The great lord's eyes narrowed, he knew who the person in front of him was...

The phantom of the dead world that took away one of his eyes!

According to little Yuna, that is a phantom of death that has been torn apart! That phantom of death that belongs to the dead world of Azeroth!

No, it's not me! That's just the search and confirmation of the death-blessed...Although I also helped a little. I really didn't take your left eye, so don't look at me so angrily, Your Excellency Tyrion...your eyes are a sacrifice to that sea of ​​death stars, that's the rule.

A smile appeared on the corner of the mysterious man's mouth, he coughed lightly, and said:

Let's get to know each other again, Your Excellency Tyrion. Your humble Judas...you can call me, Phantom Stranger. I am not a subordinate of Your Excellency the Overlord, but the Voice of Heaven told me that I should stand on His Excellency's side in this operation. side.

Well, Judas does have a mysterious origin. And his relationship with many people is very tense, because this guy always doesn't know how to respect the privacy of others.

Saibo nodded and said to the high lord:

But he is indeed trustworthy, at least right now. The Phantom Stranger will serve as the messenger for the two of us and the supervisor of this game. But pay attention, Seber, you can't cheat, as long as you don't get discovered by Judas... .”

Overlord narrowed his eyes, he said softly:

Cheating, this is also a very interesting part of the game.

Okay! Stop talking about cheating, it's not a good thing.

Gao Tianzun, who was standing in front of the planet, snorted. He raised his hand and made an opening gesture. He coughed lightly, focused everyone's attention on himself, and said:

Everyone is here! Very good, the game can begin...

Serber, throw the 'chess piece'.

Gao Tianzun's words sounded, His Excellency Overlord nodded, and a weak soul appeared in his hands. He looked at Tyrion, and said:

This soul is an outsider! Just like you.

The Overlord blinked at Tyrion, who nodded knowingly. Saibo means that the soul in his hand comes from the common hometown of Tyrion and Saibo.

He died in an accident, but I gave him a second chance to live again!

Saibo said something, then threw the soul in his hand to the slowly rotating planet in front of him, and said:

All his memories have been erased, like a blank sheet of paper. He is a 'chess piece', his life experience will form a story, and the ending of that story will directly determine the outcome of the game!

With a flick of the Overlord's finger, the soul fell into the spinning planet in front of him, and a golden gleam flashed, completely sealing the entrance to the entire pocket universe, which represented the official start of the game.

Gao Tianzun took out two cards and placed them in front of Tyrion and Saibo respectively.

He said:

This is your fate card, write down the victory conditions you want to achieve...don't be clever, you are participants, but there are still many bystanders. If you don't want to offend those big guys...just be honest Really play this game!

Accompanied by Gao Tianzun's warning, the great lord Tyrion suddenly felt more than a dozen eyes of unknown meaning. He couldn't tell who those people were, but he was sure that he couldn't beat any of those bystanders.

The great lord pursed his lips. He looked at the slowly moving planet in front of him, and saw the gesture of that pawn thrown into the present world in the river of life and death. He breathed a sigh of relief, and wrote down on the fate card that he wanted Chess pieces' achieved results.

On the other hand, Cyber ​​also wrote down his own victory conditions.

very good!

Gao Tianzun took back the two fate cards, he nodded to the Oneiroi who was sitting on the side, and said:

Let's start recording, Lord Oneiroi. By the way, you haven't told us the name of this story yet.

Oneiroi smiled, and he stretched out his hand to lift up the book in his hand. On the brand new cover, there is a line of golden words. The words fluttered continuously, transforming into handwriting that every participant and bystander could understand.

God game?

Saber snorted:

Not good! This name is too vulgar, change it!

Indeed. I don't like the name either...

The great lord also expressed his opinion.

The mild-tempered Oneiroi wasn't angry. He stretched out his finger and touched the cover slightly, and another name appeared on the cover.

Shadow Trail?

The great lord and the overlord looked at each other, and they nodded.

This name is not bad, at least much better than the last one.

Then, the game is ready for the first round!

Gao Tianzun waved his hand, and an illusory and mysterious table appeared in front of the great lord and the overlord. He said in a deep voice:

Go ahead, Cyber ​​Hawk!

Attention... You can only roll the dice once in each round! And you can't use any ability other than your own power, especially you, Cyber! I know that your form of divine punishment can interfere with fate to a certain extent. But You better hope I don't catch your little trick!

cut!

Overlord snorted in dissatisfaction, as if he was very dissatisfied with Gao Tianzun's deliberate targeting. But Tyrion also noticed that after Gao Tianzun scolded, the six gems on Seber's wrist became dimmed.

hell...

The great lord frowned, and he didn't realize until then that he was slapped by Cyber ​​Hawk!

The Overlord has been using the power of that weird form of punishment just now, quietly interfering with fate... No wonder, he agreed to join this gamble so easily!

Cyber ​​seems to have noticed the change in Tyrion's face, he raised his head and gave Tyrion a malicious smile.

Overlord tapped the dice with his finger, and the ordinary-looking dice began to change rapidly at this moment. He said to Tyrion:

This is not an ordinary dice, Tyrion. It is a hundred-sided dice left over from the last era. It also has another name called 'fate'. As I said, this dice game is different from the one you have played before. , maybe some, not the same...

After finishing speaking, Saibo flicked the dice lightly with his finger, and the fate dice bounced a few times on the table, and a strange image was projected on the table.

That is, the phantom of the devil.

Tsk tsk tsk, it's really bad.

Saibo shook his head, he turned his head to look at the slowly rotating planet beside him, and said:

A newborn child... meets a demon, what a terrible beginning of fate.

While speaking, Overlord turned his head to look at Tyrion, and he said meaningfully:

I have a hunch, Lord Tyrion.

Maybe...I'll win easily.

The great lord did not respond to this slight provocation, but Gao Tianzun shrugged, he stretched out his hand, reset the dice, and handed it to the great lord. Tyrion took a deep breath, and with a flick of his fingers, he threw the heavy dice on the table.

swish

Another phantom is projected over the table.

At the moment of seeing the phantom, the big onlookers in the entire starry sky were full of discussions. The great lord's eyes also narrowed suddenly. He breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the overlord with a gloomy face, and with a calm smile, he said softly:

Look, Your Excellency Saibo, you are not the only one lucky...my luck seems to be not bad either.

Maybe, in this game, fate is on my hands...

PS:

The whole book...end.

Thank you readers for your support. By the time you finish reading this chapter, I should be on my way to the wedding venue... In short, please bless me~ I hope to receive your blessings...

Although we may not have met, although we may not have the opportunity to meet in this life. But at least I know that somewhere in this land, there is a brother or sister praying for me... that's enough.

at last...

thank you all!

Let's go to the next book, bye!