Rebirth of the Fate Master

Twenty-seven years ago, a "destructive" rebellion occurred in the world of spirits that coexisted parallel to the human world.

The dickless bird hovered tirelessly above the icy cold main hall. Outside the hall, the flames were raging, and the screams and roars kept coming and going. Warlocks who were good at forecasting had long speculated that this would be the worst era.

And precisely because they have a pair of eyes that can predict the future, they know it well, but never dare to speak out.

The dawn is approaching, and the dawn has not yet arrived.

The old man and the children shivered under the ruins of the bombardment, their lips trembling, and they kept reciting the poem of blessing.

No one dared to break this whisper-like recitation.

until--

Until there was a terrified cry from the corner.

The scorching fire that suddenly rose in the distance was reflected in the childish pupils.

The ancient forbidden technique was unleashed by the life masters without hesitation, for the sake of the tribe, for the alliance, for the world and even the whole universe to be filled with love and peace...they will never hesitate!

All pain and sorrow will be gone.

The world was silent for a moment.

Only the scorpionless bird uttered a mournful cry that pierced the sky, and then fell heavily on the main hall.

The light of the sun shone slightly, and with a "swoosh" sound, all the lineages of the sacrificed life masters disappeared into nothingness.

The eyes of the warlocks running on the battlefield were instantly red, and they simultaneously put down the ignited fire of Sen Luo in their hands.

On the throne of the main hall, the last young man who belonged to the lineage of the "Fate Master" was also pierced through the young body by the spear of the rebel general.

Everything is fading away...

Everything will be reduced to nothingness...

The fire of karma slowly devoured everything around him from under his throne.

The booklet spread out at hand still stubbornly stays on the previous page——

On that page, the young man's immature writing style excerpted a famous saying from the teacher:

"The warlocks of the Qilin family are all hot chickens."

...Sorry, please forgive me for making mistakes, and please ignore everything you saw just now, and I will bring you the right page.

Let's turn to the previous page.

On that page is an excerpt of the wise saying:

"I was hanged in the ring by the spicy chicken today, which made me very unhappy."

……

Go to the previous page.

The teacher who taught the class said:

"Pain and regret are not something that you and I can dilute. When the gears of the years are grinding and the clock of reincarnation rings again, at that time... I will still be devoutly grateful to fate, because it is magnanimous, and you and I See you again."

The corners of the young man's mouth twitched slightly, even though the fire of karma was about to engulf the entire royal palace, he would have nowhere to escape.

Before returning to nothingness, he showed a strange smile that was almost sarcastic towards the leaving figure of the traitor.

There was a loud "boom".

The throne completely collapsed, and the main hall officially fell.

Most of the territory of the spirit world was razed to the ground.

As the master of the world of flowing spirits——, the lineage of the drama master was wiped out.

Most of the "Kirin Family" who guarded the lineage of "Fate Masters" for generations were also killed in that battle.

But the survivors still stick to the stability of the Flowing Spirit World and protect other clans of sidemen in the Flowing Spirit World.

Although after that war, many warlocks chose to escape to the relatively safe human world for refuge.

Twenty-seven years later, internal troubles have stabilized, and external troubles have arisen again.

A group of demons and demons roaming outside the Three Realms and Six Paths set their eyes on the broken territory of the Liuling Realm.

Focusing on...the group of "delicious" unicorn warlocks.

In order not to involve innocent people in this vortex.

The only surviving warlocks of the Qilin family built a secret base together, and transferred the elderly and children who could not travel far, as well as the warlocks who were recuperating, into the base.

Then we agreed on a common time and came back regularly to deliver some supplies.

The other unicorn warlocks gave up doing unnecessary struggles, and left their homes and this paradise with hatred.

——In a short while, the Flowing Spirit World was completely in ruins.

It used to be the place where the most powerful lineage of life masters lived, it was once a glorious guardian of the Qilin family for generations, there was laughter and laughter, and it was full of love and peace.

Today, it's just a myth.

The heretic warlocks were finally relieved.

The weird and powerful line of life was finally cut off here.

The rebellious prophets also made divinations, and concluded that this would be the worst era.

——This is indeed the worst era.

The karma is raging, and the crimes are countless.

The superiors dare not let the clansmen see the most real hypocrisy, and block their eyes and ears; the inferiors are muddled.

The world of flowing spirits is no longer the beautiful world of flowing spirits.

Therefore, the ancient forbidden technique was unleashed by the life masters without hesitation, and the lives of the whole clan were sacrificed, releasing the lifeblood karma that burned the territory, keeping the remaining peaceful people, and at the same time... praying for the "traveling" The "spirit world" can have a beautiful rebirth.

And the young man sitting on the throne quietly opened his fiery eyes in the midst of the raging karma.

He looked up without blinking.

Only in the darkest hours do people realize how bright the night stars shine.

Even their blue and silvery figures are covered with a flame-like magnificence.

For the redeemer, this is indeed the karmic fire of suffering.

For him who survived with the burden of rebuilding the pinnacle of the spirit world, this will be the fire of Nirvana for rebirth.

In the silence of the night, someone whispered softly:

"When the gears of the years are grinding and the clock of reincarnation is ringing again, at that time... I will still sincerely thank fate, because it is magnanimous, and you and I can meet again. But no matter what I say, I still feel that The warlocks of the Qilin Family are all hot chickens, especially those starting with the word Qi."

This is the end of the prequel.