Yuanshen everyone has become my figure

In the gloomy sky and the continuous rain, Genichi Hatsukano—or the world consciousness using the body of Genichi Hatsukano—is still fighting with the people in Tevat.

"Clap"

There was a crackling sound from somewhere invisible in the void.

Hatsuka Yegenichi, who was still trying to manipulate the fate of everyone in Tivat, stopped suddenly.

He raised his head in disbelief, and looked somewhere in the void, distracting most of his attention from the battle.

Everyone in Tivat obviously felt that the pressure restricting their movements was relieved, and their movements became easier and more flexible.

Fighter.

Di Luke realized this, and swung the big sword in his hand suddenly, causing a circle of gorgeous flames to dance.

Although the attack speed of the great sword is not fast, it can even be called the slowest of all weapons, but because of his closest position at this time and his quick reaction speed, Di Luke's attack became The first one to arrive in front of Hatsukano Genichi.

"hiss--"

Due to distraction, Hatsushika Yegenichi, who was slow to react for a second, did not have time to use fate to "just" avoid the attack this time, and had to rely on body movements to escape the attack range of the great sword.

Fortunately, Hatsushika Yegenichi has good physical fitness, and he managed to get out of the range of the sword before it actually fell on him.

But even though he dodged the physical attack range of the great sword, the flames on the blade scorched his robe the moment he dodged, and moved upward along the cloth like a hungry beast. Climbing, igniting his entire robe in an instant.

"Yla!"

As soon as Chulu Yeyuan retreated to a safe distance, he suddenly tore off the burning robe.

The original decent and neat attire has been devastated by this battle—especially the one just burned by the flames—has become tattered, the entire robe has been turned into ashes, and most of the rest are stripped at the edges Hanging in strands.

It can only be said that a beggar dragged from the side of the road at this time may be cleaner than him.

"I didn't expect it to turn out like this in the end..."

Chulu Yeyuan threw away the few pieces of clothing that had been used as fuel by the flames in his hands, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot that had been wiped with soot.

The rain extinguished what remained of the flames on the cloth, leaving only a few dusty rags.

"Forget it, it's convenient for me."

Chulu Yegenichi said to himself.

According to his original plan, he planned to get Chu Luye's fate back on track after dealing with the group of alien visitors in front of him, and then waited to harvest another useful container.

But now Chuluye's situation is out of his control.

Chuluye Genichi didn't know what happened, but he felt the breaking of the shackles on Chuluye's fate line.

The pool of fate that had been silent for a long time suddenly became active because of this fate line that began to extend again, so that Genichi Hatsakano's perspective gradually became blurred - he began to be unable to see the direction of those entangled silk threads.

This is the stirring of fate by a new embryonic form of fate, and it is also a warning from the pool of fate to the old fate of Hatsuluno Genichi.

Even so, Chulu Yeyuan still maintained a negligent attitude towards this matter.

After all, for him—a fate who has changed containers countless times—this kind of warning has appeared countless times in his past life, and it is commonplace.

What's more, there have been so many prototypes of destiny in this world, isn't he still in front of his god of fate and time, and in front of his world consciousness until now?

What Chulu Yegenichi is holding now is such a contemptuous and arrogant thought.

So he quickly recovered from his dark face, and said mockingly:

"It seems that the container you are guarding is quite satisfied with his identity? I just heard that he has successfully perfected himself into a qualified container."

"you!"

When Ararataki became angry, he immediately stepped forward to interrupt the other party's contemptuous words.

Abedo stopped the angry Araki Ichito in time, and his eyes fell on the complacent Hatsulu Yegenichi opposite him.

"Calm down, he's pissing us off."

He spoke calmly.

And Zhongli watched the series of changes in Chu Lu Yeyuan's expression, and slowly showed a determined smile.

He put away the lance that was lying in front of him, and said in a calm and unhurried voice, "If it is true as you said, he must have escaped the trap you set for him, and will appear soon to foil your plan." .”

"It seems that you still know a lot?"

Chulu Yeyuan showed exaggerated surprise on his face, and then quickly turned into uncomfortable ridicule: "But it's a pity, you don't know enough."

Zhong Li's expression remained motionless, no one could tell what he was thinking from his expression.

On the contrary, it was the people behind him, some of whom could not hide their confusion.

——Here specifically refers to Ichito Araki.

When Chulu Yeyuan saw this, he snorted and laughed:

"You are waiting for him to appear, as the next candidate for destiny, to fight against my oppression for you? I'm sorry, I'm afraid I will disappoint you, there is one thing you probably don't know—"

"The group of people associated with fate, when fate is about to become fate, their fate will also be woven into the web of fate, and then irreversibly, they will decline."

Chulu Yeyuan laughed loudly: "So, at the moment he chose to become the embryonic form of destiny, the fate of you people has inevitably fallen into my hands-do you expect that the embryonic form can resist the real destiny? ?”

"Do you think that you are the real destiny?"

A voice came from the air, no longer the previous stuttering, the breath was smooth and steady.

Chuluye fell between the crowd and Chuluye Genichi, and he met the gloomy eyes of Chuluye Genichi without retreating.

Because of the "future", "present" and the unopened "past" in his body, Chu Shikano can finally break free from the shackles that Chu Shikano Genichi imposed on him at the beginning, and express his thoughts without restriction.

Zhong Li on the side smiled and nodded to Chu Luye: "You did a good job."

Chu Luye was stunned for a moment, then in front of Chu Luye Yuanyi's eyes that were already gloomy and wanted to kill, and behind him who suddenly focused on him and Zhongli, his ears turned red slightly.

He quietly covered his mouth and whispered, "Thank you, Mr. Zhongli."

Zhong Li shook his head with a smile, and wanted to say something.

However, Chulu Yegenichi, whose face was so dark that water dripped out, spoke and suddenly interrupted the conversation between them: "...What did you mean by that sentence just now?"

Chu Luye turned his head and smiled in Zhongli's style: "It's not very interesting, just to politely inform you before the battle, not everyone's fate can be controlled by you."

"You said, a destiny that cannot control the destiny of everyone, can he be called the real destiny?"

Chu Luye's tone was neither salty nor dull, as if he was stating a fact, but because of this, it made his sarcasm more sharp and hit the nail on the head.

Chuluye Genichi was almost trembling with anger.

Perhaps for him, the identity of fate is the only thing he owns, so Chu Luye's provocation can be said to hit the heart of his heart, and it just hit the place he cares most about.

With appreciation in his eyes, Zhong Li nodded with a smile: "Clearly organized, not bad."

This sentence was like adding fuel to the fire, Chulu Yegenichi couldn't help it immediately.

"Aren't you too confident?!"

He burst out.

The dark rain clouds in the sky piled up because of the world's anger, forming a huge hole above everyone's heads, and a thunderstorm brewed in it.

The direction of the wind suddenly became disordered, and small whirlwinds gathered in this open space, and were blown away by other winds manipulated by Wendy.

The earth roared and trembled, and the golden light in Zhongli's eyes gradually rose. He was mobilizing the rock element, trying to stabilize this piece of land that did not belong to Tevat.

Chu Luye's eyes also gradually turned dark black, he was fighting against the pressure of fate, preventing them from affecting the actions of everyone here.

With Zhongli's tacit cooperation, the first goal of angering the world's consciousness has been achieved. According to Chu Luye's plan, next, he should...

"Mr. Zhongli, I think..."

"go a head."

Before Chu Luye finished speaking, Zhong Li nodded in agreement with his idea as if he had already guessed what he was going to do.

Chu Luye was slightly taken aback, then smiled and said, "Okay."

He opened the memory that made him extremely curious and represented his "past".

Countless images, sounds, smells, touches, temperatures, and emotions flowed into Chu Luye's mind at this moment like a torrent of information.

It was too late to distinguish any information in it. At this moment, Chu Luye could only feel the sense of weightlessness as if the soul suddenly rose, and a certain scene that gradually became clear in front of him-starry sky, silk threads and ripples.

A piece of starry sky in the water, where transparent dragonflies weave fate with silk threads, and a few ripples fall from time to time.

And each star represents a curled thread of fate, which is a fate that has been separated from the current web of fate.

If he can't stop Genichi Chulu, the future of everyone in Tivat is to become some of the stars that decorate the weaving net.

Chuluye suddenly realized this.

The strong sense of weightlessness struck again, and the scene in front of Chu Luye returned to reality again.

As soon as Chu Luyeyuan, who was furious in front of him, raised a hand, his fingertips moved. Sensing that the fate in the void was fluctuating, Chuluye subconsciously raised his hand and reversed the operation.

Chuluye Genichi, who obviously used the power of fate, but nothing happened, was startled suddenly, and met Chuluye's deep black vertical pupils shrunk into a straight line.

Chu Luye, already aware of what happened just now, looked at his palm and raised his head with a slightly provocative smile:

"It seems that you are not the real destiny anymore?"