Myth: The Spiritual Dominator

The handles of the scissors were cold and hard where my hands reached.

Looking back, although he saw nothing, the young prince seemed to still see Atropos's eyes full of arrogance and disgust.

So let it be. Since this is a gift from the other party to me, I have the right to deal with it.

As for the future recorded above, Paris believed that he would never forget it.

Instead of burying doubts in your heart, it is better to see it with your own eyes.

"call--"

The prince let out a breath and took out the black scissors from his lapel.

Without visions or adornments, Paris grasped the weapon that could cut off fate, and then took out the cloth that reflected his future.

click-

With one snip, the cloth fell into silk threads, and the silk threads were hammered into the water. The prince reached out and touched the water.

The next moment, he was swallowed by the surging water.

"--etc!"

"Paris, what did you do?"

Almost at the same time, a sharp shout was heard from afar.

The moment the scissors touched the thread, Atropos realized what was happening.

A piercing pain struck her heart. As the goddess of fate, she shouldn't have shown her future to the other party.

But in order to correct the deflected trajectory, Atropos had to make concessions.

However, even so, her ultimate goal is to get everything back on track, rather than leading to a greater deviation.

But if Paris knew everything, would he still follow the path he had planned?

wow——

"Do not--!"

The prince's figure disappeared into the water, and the goddess of fate, who came from afar, looked at the place where he disappeared in pain.

At this moment, no matter how unwilling he was to accept it, Atropos had to face reality.

Besides, there is him...

He raised his head stiffly, his old face showing anger mixed with surprise.

Is this a trap? Who dares to plot fate?

Apart from the three goddesses of Mount Nyssa, who else can interfere with the power of fate?

"Who are you, and what is your relationship with the Night Mother?"

"No matter who gives you instructions, I hope you understand that those who try to distort fate will be punished the most by fate."

"Even the three phases of eternal night cannot change the destined laws!"

The cane slammed the ground hard, and even at this moment, Atropos was still trying to make amends.

However, sitting on the rock beside the pond, Ryan just shook his head gently.

"Are you so anxious to just reveal what you've been hiding?"

“Since we have embarked on different paths, why not accept its difference?”

Turning slightly and looking at the ugly goddess of fate, Ryan made his first and last invitation to her.

"Let go of your defense of destiny. As the goddess of fate, you are just the agent of Chaos' fate."

"You have never been destiny, and destiny has never really given itself to you."

"And what are you to Him, as Paris is to you?"

"Changing the script, changing the path, may be another way out... Try to use the power you have to influence Him, how about starting with Paris?"

"If you wish, let everything in heaven and on earth bear witness for me. I can let the retaliation of fate upon you be inflicted upon me."

Not a lie, not a deception.

Ryan didn't need to lie to Atropos.

If she chooses to believe it, then Ryan is really willing to use his human body to bear the curse given to her by fate.

Even all this had been prepared long before the ancient times... from the time when Mount Sinai rose, from the time when it gave its palace such a name.

Ryan knew that sooner or later he would have a connection with the goddess of fate. (See 2-6)

He stretched out his hand, not minding the other person's wrinkled, smelly body.

All of this is caused by the backlash of fate, and can also return to nothingness due to the elimination of the backlash.

However, facing Ryan's outstretched hand, Atropos raised his crutch in disgust and hit it hard.

Snapped--!

"That's enough. Who do you think you are? How dare you say you can change the course of fate!"

"From the beginning to the end, the order of all things originates from this. No one can change Him, and no one is an exception!"

There is not the slightest trust, and the goddess of fate will not believe that anyone can bear the backlash of fate for her.

She just felt that Ryan was laughing at her, trying to ridicule her ugly face when faced with hope and disappointment.

In the long river of destiny of all living beings, Atropos had seen similar things more than once.

So she ruthlessly pushed Ryan's hand away, then turned around and prepared to leave.

She made a mistake this time, but that was only because she didn't know someone would dare to interfere with fate.

However, even an Outer God like the Mother Tree still needs the help of the destined Typhon to display his power in the world.

Apart from the unknown source that caused Chaos's fate to be in turmoil, anyone who opposes Him will only receive a punishment equal to that of Him...

"Ok?"

With a start, Atropos realized something at this moment.

She had never understood before, with the lessons of past gods still before her eyes, who on earth would dare to make things difficult for her.

However, at this moment, the goddess of fate suddenly remembered.

It seems that there is something in this world that can do this, and it is still doing it to this day.

He is the black hole in the web of fate, swallowing up all the light that approaches; he is also the eye in the river of fate, constantly absorbing the water.

All the changes in Chaos' fate so far have a fundamental source.

Although the goddesses of fate have been covering up fate, what they really want to do is to find the source.

"No, you, you are--" His eyes widened and he spoke subconsciously.

At this moment, Atropos was extremely excited.

The three goddesses of fate have different opinions on the source of all the chaos.

But as their eldest sister, there was only one thing Atropos wanted to do.

That is to find Him, and then use yourself as a carrier to carry the true power of destiny without limit.

As the goddess of fate, Atropos can do this when fate itself is seriously threatened.

In the face of this supreme power, no matter how deep the loopholes are, they will be completely filled.

To safeguard destiny and become a tool to manifest its power at critical moments, this is the value of the existence of the Goddess of Destiny.

After all, fate itself will not kill anyone, but the hand of fate can; just as the laws of the world will not directly attack any god, but the king of gods can.

"I found you!"

Surprise welled up in my heart. If I could really find the source of everything, then maybe I could really be liberated.

Atropos' thoughts raced, and he couldn't help but take a step forward excitedly.

However, before she could do anything, accompanied by a long sigh, the old and ugly face was completely frozen there.

The nameless pool glowed faintly, and Paris's presence cast a shadow in it.

The pitch-black scissors emitted the power of cutting fate, and the silk thread given by Atropos swirled and danced, reflecting another identical goddess of fate.

It's just that she looks a little dull, and anyone can easily notice the problem.

But people can perceive the problem, but rules cannot.

So a certain kind of power just flashed, and everything returned to normal because the goddess of fate was "safe and sound".

Standing up from the bluestone, Ryan retracted the hand he had extended before, and felt a little amused for a moment.

This was the first time that Shen Sheng was hit directly in the body by someone. The opponent was the goddess of fate, who might not be able to defeat a mortal, and the weapon was an ordinary cane.

"I'm sorry, Atropos, but you still rejected my offer."

"In that case, I have no choice but to use the most troublesome method."

Walking forward slowly, Ryan came to a position one step in front of the goddess of fate.

He knew what Atropos wanted to do just now, which was why he had to deal with the goddess of fate.

Whether it is the King of Gods or the Goddess of Fate, they can, to a certain extent, become the carriers of some truly powerful forces at certain critical moments.

That's why Ryan needs all the 'good medicine' for them.

It's just that the position of God King has a 'destined' 'next generation' God King to target, but the Goddess of Destiny does not have a 'next generation Goddess of Destiny defined by order'.

Therefore, he cannot use his own rules to fight against it, so he can only do it himself.

"...You...will...regret...this..."

"…Even if…you imprisoned…me…"

"...I also...have...a younger sister..."

"... and you... imprison... your life... "

"...will also...definitely...be...backfired..."

Faint thoughts emanated from the still body, and Atropos seemed to be gradually regaining the ability to move.

In any case, as the goddess of fate, although she has almost no power to influence others, it is also difficult for others to influence her.

Ryan's trick is only temporary, and only her own strength can truly seal herself.

And Ryan also knew that even if she did so, he would still have to pay an equal price.

This is fate, the force that always makes him feel cautious and fearful.

Even Ryan once doubted whether he had changed destiny itself, or simply stood on the side of destiny to help it defeat the other side of the world whose trajectory was destined to be unchangeable.

But no matter what, now that this has been done, Ryan has made all preparations.

Wow…

"Wizard, die!"

With a splash of water, Paris jumped out of the pool.

Not knowing what he saw, the young prince angrily pointed the black scissors at its original owner.

This was the artifact that Atropos personally handed over to Pallas. However, at this moment, just like the god of death who was once bound by his own chains, when the scissors entered her body, the goddess of fate, who was still struggling, instantly became motionless.

All that was left were those eyes filled with hatred and curses, still staring at Ryan.

"I know what you are thinking. I am guiding Pallas to 'kill' you, and one day, I will also be 'killed'."

"Of course, I could try to postpone it, or even delay its arrival indefinitely - but don't worry, I have no intention of doing that."

"Beyond power, for the true existence that is above all else, death is nothing but a dream."

"And when the dream is awakened... He will return to the world in another form."

Reaching out his hand, Ryan tried to close Atropos' eyes, but failed.

So with a low laugh, Ryan dug out the eyes of the goddess of fate.

In some ways, fate is indeed fair.

Atropos tried to use Paris to achieve his goal, but she failed herself.

She hit Ryan's arm with her cane, and she would lose her eye forever.

From then on, the Blind Witches lived up to their name, for their ancestors were no different from them.

"Mr. Paris, it looks like you've made quite a haul."

There was blood in Atropos's eyes and heart, but Ryan no longer cared about her.

The first of the three goddesses of fate came to an end.

Now, only Paris is left.

PS: No, I sleep during the day. Do you sleep during the day too? There are still people here at five o'clock, emmm