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"Your divination has been going on for a while. Didn't you see anything?" Harley asked.

"I saw a bolide falling from the sky and hitting your manor." Xanadu's eyes were blurred and he murmured: "I also saw the steel city wall surrounding the manor, the dragon inside turned over, and the earth was torn apart."

"Then what? What exactly do these visions mean?"

Xanadu's expression became horrified, "I also wanted to know their meaning, so I looked closely, and then nothing happened. The intense pain instantly tore through my consciousness, and even threatened to annihilate my soul."

Harley said solemnly: "Did the supreme being participate in the siege against me, or did you accidentally offend some big boss who was eating melon?"

"I don't know." Xanadu turned his pleading eyes to Death, who was holding his chin in thought.

The Goth girl frowned and said, "I'm also curious about what kind of power and people can break the death saving throw from death itself."

Then, she looked at Harley and said: "In the coming days, I will continue to pay attention to your manor. If the battle really happens one day, that person should appear nearby.

Like you said, it's either a participant in the fight or a bystander. "

"Sister Death, I am honored to help you. However, there may be supreme beings among the enemies. It is too dangerous to fight them. I plan to go to Heaven Mountain to live in seclusion now."

Harley showed a friendly and honest smile, "Of course, if you help me buy an insurance, big sister, I will live through fire and water without hesitation."

"What kind of insurance?" The Goth girl didn't know why.

Xanadu sneered: "She is afraid of death and wants you to promise a chance to be resurrected."

The Gothic girl smiled and said: "The witch is indeed cunning. It's obviously your battle, but when you say that, it's you who fight for me, and I have to pay you."

"But what I told is the truth!" Harley said aggrievedly: "As long as I am in my right mind, I will avoid that battle, right?

Sister, you also want to know the person who broke your death rule, right? "

"Harry, you are so rude, you actually called Ms. Death your 'sister'!" Xanadu lowered his voice, angry and ashamed.

Angry that Hallie doesn't know how to advance or retreat, and tries to get into relationships randomly.

And ashamed that his friend had disgraced himself in front of the Supreme Being.

Harley said plausibly: "Although Sister Death looks young, she is definitely older than me. What's wrong with Sister Sister?"

It’s not that she doesn’t know how to advance or retreat, on the contrary, she is very good at hitting snakes with sticks.

The first time she called Death "Sister Death", the other party didn't imitate Judge Huanxi, or Harley herself, and said "Don't call her Sister, you don't deserve it".

Then Harley tried to call "big sister" directly.

The other party still had no objection.

Then we can get closer and call her "sister".

No, death still didn't refute.

That's why Harley felt confident.

Even though Xanadu called him out for his little thought in breaking up the relationship, Death still smiled and seemed to have no grudges. "I control the rules of death and can easily control life and death, but I will not break the rules and resurrect the dead at will."

"Is there anything special about the sky?" Harley asked.

The Goth girl tilted her head and recalled, "Nimue, that was two hundred years ago, right?"

Xanadu said respectfully: "Dear Lady Death, it was in the 18th century.

I settled in France, became a celebrity in high society, and became friends with Queen Marie.

But prosperity is short-lived. As early as ten years before the French Revolution, I saw the fate of the Bourbon dynasty through astrology.

I asked Queen Mary to make plans in advance, either to persuade the king to work hard and reform the country; or to prepare an escape route to leave Paris and leave France.

She took my warning as a joke.

Alas, in terms of listening to advice with an open mind, she was much worse than the great Emperor Kublai Khan of the East.

So I left Paris alone and moved to the Spanish countryside.

But I have always regarded Queen Mary as a friend. She is a kind and gentle person, very respectful and friendly to me.

When the French Revolution broke out and she, her husband and children were imprisoned in the castle, I once again saw the fate of their family through the astrology, and I couldn't help but feel sympathy.

I put on my cloak of goblin silk and smeared it with the morning dew of the winter solstice, making me invisible to most normal people until the dew dried.

I passed through the many guards and found her in a simple and cold stone room.

Moldy stone walls, dirty chamber pots, rotten and spoiled moldy bread. A breath of despair enveloped her. She was no longer young and beautiful, but became bloated and old. "

Harley was thinking wildly there, and the memories of Xanadu continued.

"I planned to take her away, but that bastard Stranger disrupted my plan."

"Why are the strangers even coming out?" Harley asked doubtfully.

Xanadu sneered: "Under the instructions of the Voice of Heaven, that guy interfered in almost all major events in the world in various capacities.

He didn't want me to disrupt the course of history.

When I was talking to Queen Mary, she deliberately appeared behind me and said that the wheel of fortune was coming towards me, which scared me to the core.

But guess what?

Only I could see and hear him, Queen Mary could neither hear nor see.

Seeing me talking to the air with a horrified expression, she was frightened and thought I was asking for help from evil spirits in hell.

She called the guards in panic, and the stranger left behind a "I'm sorry" and disappeared.

I was still thinking about the meaning of his words when the guards rushed in.

In order to speak to Queen Mary, I took off my invisibility cloak more than half, so the guards could see me.

They hit me on the head with the butts of their rifles, called me an 'evil witch', ripped off my cloak, and threw me into the Bastille. "

Harley was speechless, the stranger was obviously trying to trick Xanadu.

Xanadu stood on the second floor to divine Queen Mary's fate, but the Stranger was on the top of the building to see through her future. There was a big difference in their rankings.

"How can you say that you are also a master of magic and a forest fairy, and you can't even deal with a few mortal soldiers?"

Xanadu said: "I told you, I once lost my magic power."

"Well, you said that the ancient forest god abandoned you, took away all the power given to you, and turned you from a forest fairy into a mortal. But you also said that you later regained some of your power in the east." Harley said.

"This."

"I did regain my strength, but then I lost it again." She said with difficulty as her face turned red.

Harley asked curiously: "How many times have you lost your power in your life?"

Xanadu clapped his fingers and said, "The ancient forest god in the early days later briefly borrowed the power of the Parliament of Life and the God of Order. Later, when I traveled to the East, I had interactions with the gods there. Finally."

She looked at Death, her meaning self-evident, and finally hugged the giant man's thigh.

The Goth girl smiled and said: "In prison, Nimue was unable to prepare the elixir of immortality. In just one week, she transformed from a young girl to a gray-haired old woman.

When she was about to meet me (and die of old age), I appeared at her summoning ceremony, used divination cards, and had a bet with her.

In the end, she won herself the chance of eternal life.

Witch Harley, do you want to live forever?

Yes, as long as you can defeat me in death, any method is fine. "

After saying that, she disappeared.

"What do you mean, my sister?" Harley asked Xanadu.

Uh, the title has been upgraded again.

"You are so shameless."

"My sister doesn't object, so why are you, an outsider, so excited?"

Xanadu sneered: "She didn't object because she didn't care at all, just like you don't care what the ants on the ground call you."

"Since she doesn't care, and I'm happy too, why should you be excited?" Harley smiled.

"You are so shameless, I will be embarrassed by following you."

Harley shook her head, "Today I call her sister, and tomorrow I will become the Supreme and still call her sister. This is sincerity.

Today, because of her power and status, I lower my personality and treat her with a shy face. Tomorrow, when my power and status surpass her, I immediately put on a superior and indifferent face.

What is this called?

This is called hypocrisy.

I chose the rarest way of treating people sincerely, but you call me shameless. What kind of world is this! "

Mrs. Xanadu was dumbfounded, this fallacy seemed to make some sense.

"You must first get over the flatulence, and then have the sweet dream of the supreme god."

Harry looked forward to it: "Tell me about the blessing of eternal life. If I also defeat my sister, this disaster will be nothing."

Xanadu smiled bitterly and said: "You know that she is the death of the Endless Family and the embodiment of the death rules of the multiverse. You should understand that it is almost impossible to defeat her in terms of death."

"But you did it."

"I was in a special situation at the time," Shandu mused, "I was locked up in prison, unable to prepare potions, and lost my magic power. I was almost an ordinary person.

An ordinary person who has lived for more than a thousand years will end his life in the next moment.

Summoning death was a last resort in desperation. I bet her with tarot cards, just like ordinary people gamble with playing cards.

I shuffled the cards and she cut them. Each card turned over represents a true portrayal of a certain stage of my life. The last card will determine my final fate, life or death.

Originally, I was destined to die, because no one can reverse his own death from the hands of death. "

Harley nodded slightly. The two of them seemed to be gambling, but in fact there was no luck at all, it was all about strength.

Xanadu uses all his methods to fantasize about changing fate against the will of heaven, while death wants to maintain its own order.

Theoretically, Xanadu, as a mortal, has no chance of winning.

Xanadu smiled slyly, "From the first Priestess, the second Eight of Cups, the third Magician reversed to the penultimate Wand reversed, everything is under the control of Lady Death.

But the last card that appeared naturally shocked her. "

"What card?"

"Death. Reversed."

Harley was also shocked.

"Hahaha!"

Therefore, the last card that represents the last moment of my life must be ‘Death’!

However, in the rules of Tarot cards, Death reversed means freedom and a new beginning. I won! "

(ps: The process of Mrs. Xanadu winning new life from the death of her ‘second sister’ is actually very exciting.

But it was difficult to understand. I couldn't understand it at all at first. Later, after I learned a little about the rules of Tarot cards, I barely understood how Xanadu won.

Xanadu bets his life with his second sister, and every card drawn is a manifestation of Xanadu's fate. For example, the first card, the priestess, represents Xanadu's days as a forest fairy, symbolizing wisdom and insight— —At that time, Xanadu’s integrity and strength were still there, and he was almost at the peak of his life.

The second card, the Eight of Cups, represents Xiadu who has suffered setbacks and seeks help from a superior person - she has lost her magic power, is homeless, borrows magic from everywhere, and is constantly being abandoned, which is very sad.

According to the order of the cards, the last card must be a reflection of Xanadu's current state.

But what was the state of Xanadu at that time?

She summoned Death before her, she welcomed the Goddess of Death.

Then, the card that represents her final fate must be 'Death'.

However, the God of Death in the Tarot cards is not death, but rebirth.

In this way, the death of the second sister must abide by the rules of the game and allow Xanadu to return to his youth.

There are two things to consider here. Summoning the second sister to die was Xanadu's initiative.

She did it on purpose.

When death was about to take away her soul, Xanadu deliberately made a bet with the second sister using tarot cards.

Everything was her plan.

Mrs. Xanadu has been a fool all her life, but a fool will always find something. At the most critical moment in life, he finally became wise. )