Colonial Suit

The blur lasted only a moment before the old woman's figure became clear again. An identical shadow flew out from behind her. This shadow was like a replica of the old woman, but a faint red line was vaguely visible on it.

The shadow was thrown away, landed, and disappeared. The old woman took another step forward.

"Fate is a magical thing. No one can resist its arrangements," the old woman said softly, her face calm. "But we can sense it. We can observe it, looking up at its existence with a humble heart."

"Forgot to mention, I'm actually a fortune teller. So I am precisely a member of the humble."

Of course, fate cannot be resisted, but it can be deceived. The old woman could see the curves of fate and could also use a substitute to bear the devouring of fate in her place. This method was indeed strange and magical. Looking at the entire universe, no more than five people could use it.

No wonder she dared to walk onto the altar in place of the old codger; she did have the confidence.

Lestero, on the other hand, did not show any surprise, but sighed softly.

"A person who deceives fate... No matter how high-sounding your words are, no matter how humble you make yourself out to be, you are just a rebellious child of fate. You avoided it once, but can you escape it forever?"

"You can try," the old woman replied expressionlessly. She took another step.

In the endless Netherworld, several more red lines quietly landed on her body. But they still couldn't stop her from moving forward. Several blurred shadows fluttered behind her. The old woman had already stepped forward in succession, taking another seven steps. These seven steps seemed small, but only the two of them knew what kind of danger they had experienced. It was truly like walking a tightrope on a cliff. The old codger behind her watched with constricted pupils and a pale face.

It should be known that both Lestero's Fate Mimicry and the old woman's substitute were actually using the power of fate. And fate is precisely the most inviolable thing in the universe. Unlike any other rule, fate itself represents irresistibility. The two of them used mysterious means to come into contact with those trajectories in the dark, and no matter how careful they were, there would inevitably be side effects. The only difference was whether they could bear it.

The old codger didn't know what Lestero's side effects were, but he did know that the old woman's substitute was actually a fate doll she had created, each one infused with a fragment of her main body's soul. Only in this way could she deceive fate's sight, stealing a glimmer of luck for the old woman in the dark.

However, this also meant a huge sacrifice. After all, the soul cannot be repaired. Every time a doll was lost, it was equivalent to a part of the old woman's soul being severed. If too many were lost, even if the old woman had great strength, she would die prematurely. No means could recover it.

The two's battle had actually entered a life-and-death struggle from the very beginning!?

"Good!" On the altar, Lestero gave a low shout, and a piece of skin actually fell from his face, revealing the shriveled tendons underneath. The tendons were bloodless, looking like withered tree roots, indescribably strange and terrifying.

It seemed that he had not made these moves without any sacrifice. The price he paid was probably three times greater than that of the old woman.

However, Lestero didn't even look at it. He suddenly raised his hand, his five fingers spread open. A faint red light flashed, and four more small stones appeared between his fingers.

The next moment, he clapped the stones on the altar.

"Since that's the case, our bet might as well be bigger. Open, my world!"

Boom, the entire cave suddenly shook violently, then quickly twisted, and a huge black vortex rose on the altar, about to swallow everyone.

Through the vortex, the old codger clearly saw that the opposite side was another world, a complete and undamaged planet. Countless warriors were gathering on the plains, looking up and waiting. And in front of them, there were hundreds of powerful experts like war generals standing silently, each exuding a powerful aura.

The Mosilliaty civilization, the Shadow Legion! Unfolded to the world once again...

However, compared to what Blood瞳 had seen last time, the current Shadow Legion was even more powerful, even more terrifying, and had expanded more than a hundred times?

This was the proof of Lestero's true power. The proof that he could become one of the five Overlords.

Not good!

Even with just one glance, the old codger knew that his side's power would be difficult to win. This was not a difference in strength, but the current combat power on his side was trapped. Only the old woman could still fight. And with her alone, there was no way she could defeat such a terrifying legion.

Don't forget, at this moment, both the old codger and the old woman were just clones. Even if they carried most of their power, they would not have 80% of the main body's combat power. It was unrealistic to expect to challenge an Overlord who had dominated the universe since ancient times with such strength. This was also why universe mercenaries and space pirates had to send out a large number of warriors, hoping to exchange quantity for quality.

But now Lestero had summoned such a huge legion, and they were almost completely trapped, so where was the advantage?

Immediately, the old codger became anxious and struggled desperately.

He wanted to break free from the old woman's restraints and once again use the joint tactics he and the old woman had used to fight against the Managen Maze last time, otherwise, not only him, but everyone present would not be able to escape this calamity.

But it was too late. How fast was Lestero's action? As soon as the chess piece fell, the dark vortex had already descended on everyone's heads. Just as everyone was about to be swallowed up, they saw the old woman suddenly take three steps forward again and suddenly reach out to the sky.

At the same time, she turned her head and took one last look at the old codger.

That glance was calm and silent. Like a gem in the night, a star in the night sky.

Just like that first encounter.

"I won't restrain you anymore, old man."

"You said this is your mission. Then continue it. All I can do is get rid of this person's obstruction for you."

"Don't let my sacrifice be in vain."

"No!" The old codger suddenly felt his body relax and was able to make a sound again. But at this time, it was too late for him to make any movements. He could only watch as the old woman threw herself into the huge black vortex. At the same time, countless red lines shot out from her body, covering the entrance to the alien world like a spider web, and then suddenly contracted.

With a roar, the huge vortex disappeared without a trace. On the altar, where were the shadows of the old woman and that powerful enemy?

Looking at the empty altar, the old codger suddenly felt bitterness in his mouth, and an unprecedented sense of loss climbed into his heart.

Vaguely, he felt that he had lost the most precious thing.

No future...