Calamity Crown

Then, the pitch-black snake got into the wall of the passage.

The pitch-black snake, which has almost the same aura of fate as the passage wall, runs unimpeded in the passage wall. It swims in it at a fast speed, heading for the most prosperous place of fate.

under!

more below!

Bottom!

The pitch-black snake kept conveying thoughts to Goethe.

Goethe once again covered himself with mud.

That look came again.

The other party wanted to track down the black snake, but couldn't find it at all.

because……

Destiny is impermanent.

Who can control fate?

Only fate itself.

Wave!

As if with a crisp sound, the dark snake got out of the restriction of the passage, and it came to a wider world. The "destiny" was more intense, and it moved forward without hesitation.

It dives into it.

Of course, it did not forget to send the clearest picture to Goethe.

Densely packed, here and there.

It's pitch black...

root?

Goethe was taken aback looking at the picture in front of him.

Then, a thought came to mind.

world Tree!

The world tree that bred countless worlds!

This kind of thought disappeared in a flash, because Goethe obviously felt the difference. The world tree in front of him did not have a little bit of life, and the rumored world tree should be full of vitality.

And in front of you?

Not only dark, but lifeless.

withered.

death.

gloomy.

However, this does not prevent it from being born with destiny.

Goethe watched the pitch-black snake biting those tree roots, and silently said cheers from the bottom of his heart.

This will be his hole card.

Facing the witches, he still needs a million points of layout.

With the help of the "power of destiny" sent back by the black snake, Goethe summoned the spirits of blood crows one after another. Fate covered them, and with Goethe's order, they flew along the passage.

They will fly to the secret place that Goethe once visited.

They will be looking for people who are closely related to Goethe.

And it didn't end there.

A demonic wolf.

A magic dog.

They are worn by Goethe with the 'Force of Destiny'.

With Goethe's will, they rushed to more unknown places that are closely related to those "gazes".

They are 'wars'.

They are 'dead'.

They are……

'Disaster'!

And Goethe, as the source of everything, is naturally the 'Crown of Disaster'.

One by one design.

A pile of layout.

They were all used by Goethe.

There are sane ones and some crazy ones.

Some are reckless.

When all this was done, there were only two blood crow spirits left beside Goethe.

Different from all other scarlet blood crow spirits, these two blood crow spirits have already transformed into red with gold. These are the first two crows that appeared and were carefully cultivated by Goethe.

There is also the breath of time and fate in them.

There is also a professional atmosphere.

Same as the seven negative emotions.

It's also nine turns.

And this kind of bearing naturally has disadvantages.

once!

Two crows can only be used once!

After one use, it will disappear completely!

Completely disappear from time and destiny!

No longer exist!

But the power will also be greater than anyone's imagination!

"I hope you won't be needed."

Goethe looked at the two blood crow spirits apologetically.

"If you don't want it, you won't do it."

"It's okay, we're willing."

Two crows have a poisonous tongue and a warm tongue.

The one with the poisonous tongue was called the black mist by Goethe.

The warm one was called Fufu by Goethe.

"You guys say, will I win?"

Goethe asked again.

"You can't win, you can't save, just wait for death."

The black mist quacked with a poisonous tongue.

"We'll do our best, you've done your best, now you just have to leave no regrets."

Fufu said, and rubbed Goethe's cheek intimately, which made the black mist beside him scream even more.

"Have you forgotten what this guy did to us?"

"He's a lunatic!"

"Detonating fate and time, obliterating all such things, no one can do it except lunatics!"

The croaking of crows is beyond imagination.

Goethe raised his hand and flicked Hei Mist's forehead.

Immediately, black mist flew up.

"If you look at it, you will bully me. If you have the ability, go and fight those witches hard?"

"What's the point of bullying a crow?"

The black mist flew and rattled.

Goethe frowned, and finally sighed.

Who made him owe them?

Just call.

Let's just croak.

At least, the time here will not be boring.

Of course, it takes time here.

However, counterattack is also certain.

"When I find my way home, the first thing I do is to open a barbecue restaurant, and then launch a special dish - roasted crow."

Goethe looked at the black mist and said very seriously.

"Kill the crow! Kill the crow!"

"Is there any reason?"

"Is there any royal law?"

Black Mist yelled loudly.

"Have!"

"Yes to people!"

"No to crows!"

"Especially the stinky crow!"

Goethe smiled and raised his hand to touch Fufu.

Fufu is still good, like a daughter, a caring little padded jacket.

As for the black mist?

Rebel!

Accompanied by his good daughter and Nizi, Goethe just stood one step away from the anchor world, waiting quietly for an unknown amount of time.

100 years?

200 years?

Or 300 years?

Goethe didn't know.

All he knew was that it was finally in place.

The next moment, Goethe took a step forward.

In front of his eyes, light and darkness disappeared.

He returned to the anchor world again, and returned to Sark, the capital of Fabol.

he saw again

'Anglers'.

'Miss'.