This lich needs more money

If Zariel were here, he would have shouted, "That's it!"

It was the same when Amber's soul was broken, and the cost of repairing it was frighteningly high.

Unfortunately, Bayer had never seen the scene at that time, and Xirik didn't understand what this number represented.

Bayer just couldn't help but mutter, "It's enough to spend thirty or fifty soul coins on a normal soul. What on earth did you put in?"

Xirik didn't understand, and asked, "Is there something wrong with this number?"

Bayer said, "It's very problematic and abnormal. Each soul coin is a complete soul, or even multiple souls superimposed and compressed. Even if there is loss during repair, it's not that thousands of soul coins can't repair a soul. Is it really a mortal you repaired? Or something else?"

Xirik also felt something was wrong after hearing it, but it had come to this point and the contract had been signed.

If he gave up now, he would be working for Bayer in vain.

Xirik said calmly: "According to the contract, you have to provide me with materials to repair my soul."

Sirik didn't feel bad at all since he wasn't spending his own money.

Bail frowned and threw another 20,000 soul coins in. This amount of resources was nothing to him, and he was also very curious about what Xirik wanted to repair.

The machine rumbled, and after a violent shock, the completion rate became "2%".

Xirik frowned and said: "Is your machine unable to display a value less than 1?"

Bayer also widened his eyes. 21,000 soul coins were thrown in, and this is only 2%? This broken machine is broken!

I want to change it, but if I open it now, the things inside may be completely destroyed.

"Damn liar, what did you put in it? If you don't tell me clearly, I will not fulfill the contract again!"

Xirik didn't answer, because he was not sure what Harvey was now.

At this moment, Harvey, who was in the furnace, was not feeling well either.

The energy melted from the soul coins continued to penetrate into his body. This forced filling feeling was very uncomfortable, and it could even be said to be a torture. The technology of hell does not care whether you are comfortable or not, it just simply and roughly achieves the effect.

But even if it is as uncomfortable as torture, Harvey still tries to persevere, because this is not only repairing his soul, but also providing him with a lot of energy to hatch a child.

The soul fragments have turned into human form and restored to a complete state.

But the child is very weak, and Harvey needs to constantly copy his knowledge and memory to give the child the best enlightenment.

Although he doesn't know what happened outside and where these energies come from, Harvey knows that this is a very rare opportunity to let the child be born soon, otherwise he doesn't know how many years he will have to wait.

Harvey endured the pain and absorbed power like crazy, and then fed it to the new soul.

In this process, Harvey's own soul is also undergoing a transformation.

As a mortal in his thirties, Harvey's experience is quite rich, but the accumulation is far from enough.

Poor people like Amber Xiu have taken a lot of medicines to strengthen their souls and bodies, but Harvey has almost none.

So Harvey's success today is purely due to his talent.

And now, Xirik is making up for Harvey's most lacking resources.

The violent soul repair made him begin to transform, and his consciousness seemed to enter another world, and the things he could sense seemed to be completely different.

The threads of fate unfolded in front of him, interweaving into a net in an indescribable way. If you look closely, you will find that each knot is made up of twenty-sided dice, and it is still spinning wildly.

Only when Harvey's consciousness captures it, these dice will stop spinning and leave the corresponding number. And when Harvey's thoughts leave, these dice will spin wildly again and will never stop.

This represents the countless possibilities of fate.

The connection between all things in the world is transformed into a thread, and the dice of fate determines all the details of this thread. Every second, there are billions of possibilities happening, and billions of futures disappearing.

The prophet is a small insect crawling on this web. If he is not careful, he will be thrown off and fall into the abyss of no return.

Harvey tried very hard to lie on this endless web of fate. It seemed that everything was the same everywhere, and he could not find the direction at all.

What made Harvey feel suffocated was that these threads of fate were winding towards him.

As he stayed on the web for longer and longer, his connection with the web became closer and closer. If there was a connection, there would be involvement, and the threads of fate would be generated, and they would be faster and faster.

Harvey tried very hard to cut off these threads and escape, but found that the speed at which he cut the threads was far less than the speed at which the threads grew.

In just a moment, Harvey was already wrapped in a thick cocoon.

At this moment, he was captured by fate and could no longer struggle.

At the moment when his body was completely unable to move, Harvey seemed to hear the shouts of countless people.

"Fate is so cruel that you can't escape it no matter what you do!"

"We mistakenly think that we are the darlings of fate, but in fact we are just fleas that are temporarily alive."

"Prophecy is just an invitation to death, even if you refuse, you must attend the feast."

"Fate only gives you the power to watch, not the power to change the future."

"Everything in the world is a prey bound by fate."

"The difference between a prophet and other prey is that you can see the cocoons on your body, so you are more desperate."

"Under such a great power, what do we have left?"

...

For countless years, the predecessors who died under the prophecy uttered their final wail, and all these desperate voices poured into Harvey's mind. Generations of people worked hard, but in the end, there was no difference.

Fate is as cruel and accurate as ever.

No one can violate it, and no one can escape it.

If the world is so cruel, why let them see it, why let them know it, and why let them be born in the world.

Harvey's soul is full of these questions, almost drowning his consciousness.

It was the first time that he experienced so clearly how desperate the predecessors were and how painful the end of the road of the prophet was.

However, Harvey did not sink because of this.

Because of this question, Amber had already asked him.     "If you know you are going to die tomorrow, what will you do?" Amber asked at the time.

Harvey's answer was simple, just read more books while there was still time.

Apart from that, Harvey would not struggle any more, he would accept his death calmly.

Harvey was not speaking nice words at that time, but was speaking from the absolute truth.

The sufferings of the past made him what he is today. The goddess of fate snatched him back from Demogorgon's control and let him live freely until now. In Harvey's opinion, he has earned it.

Maybe there are occasional resentments, but overall, Harvey is very satisfied with his life.

An orphan with no background to speak of can see so many wonderful things, what else is there to complain about?

Most of the orphans like him have died on the roadside in obscurity, and they are afraid that they don't even have the qualifications to go to hell, and can only be annihilated and dissipated directly.

Harvey is not afraid of death, so he will not feel despair for the arrival of the end. Listening to the voices of these predecessors, he just feels very sorry.

These prophecy mages should have been the pride of heaven and the big figures who controlled the world. Their wisdom and efforts may far exceed their own, but all the ways to fight against fate are failures.

In this case, why should I fight?

I just need to continue to be myself before that future comes.

Harvey did not resist at all, letting the thread of fate wrap him tighter, and he did not struggle even if he was suffocated.

Soon, the noise in his mind disappeared. Perhaps the remaining thoughts of the predecessors looked down on this junior who was playing badly, and they were too lazy to tell him about their pain.

And when these voices disappeared, only his own voice remained in Harvey's mind.

He lay here peacefully. When he wanted to escape in a panic before, he didn't realize that this place was so comfortable. After accepting his own weakness, this cocoon that bound him became a comfortable hotbed.

Maybe someone would break the cocoon and eat him in the next second, but at least Harvey was safe at this moment.

The only flaw was that there were fewer books. If he could be given a few ancient books that he had not finished reading, it would be perfect.

In this quiet and peaceful place, Harvey's induction was greatly improved, and the threads of fate entangled in him did not seem to be immutable.

The outside of the cocoon was interwoven and thickened layer by layer, but the inside was slowly melting.

The tighter the silk thread was wrapped around Harvey, the faster it melted.

Harvey thought for a moment in confusion, and then said in surprise: "Even if I do nothing, the original connection with everything will change, because I don't move, and the world is also moving. Oh, why didn't I think of this angle before?"

Harvey carefully sensed it again. As he said, the web of fate was not woven just for him. The silk thread of fate has no end and no center. It connects everything in many planes and changes all the time.

The more you struggle, the deeper the entanglement, but when Harvey gives up struggling, many of the silk threads that originally bound him will disappear because of the disappearance of the other end.

Just like Demogorgon at the beginning.

This should have been a rope that was tightly wrapped around the throat, but now it has been loosened and even disappeared, and Harvey himself did nothing.

Or maybe when he rushed to Amber's castle recklessly, Harvey was just a little apprentice who was dragged into it. Did he do anything to fight against Amber?

No, he just waited quietly, and then those fatal futures changed automatically.

Even later, when he saw the prophecy of his own death, Harvey chose to accept it, but was finally rescued by Amber.

…

So, this is pure luck, just the favor of the goddess of fate?

Harvey shook his head subconsciously. He remembered that Amber warned him very seriously that the goddess of fate disliked people who relied on fate for everything the most. The prophet who relied on divination to decide his actions all the time died the fastest.

Fate will not let you go, but it will not accept you to play the script boringly.

There is an intermediate value between playing badly and struggling, which is a standard that few prophet mages can grasp.

Harvey's thoughts spread out, looking for the other end of the entangled silk thread, and then quietly sensing the self-destruction of these key nodes.

It was like seeing the destruction of an entire galaxy.

At this moment, Harvey's understanding of fate seemed to have reached another new level.

See fate, accept fate... It turns out that doing nothing does not mean that nothing can really be affected. On the contrary, if you can see the exact timing, doing nothing can avoid those desperate futures.

The dice of fate, the thread of fate, and the spell that makes fate forget itself... All the knowledge left to him by the three elders gathered at this moment, opening another door to fate for Harvey.

Harvey's soul seemed to have a hole, and the huge energy gap made him feel empty and hungry. He needed more energy to maintain this deduction.

He felt that he was about to break through to a new realm, but now he was short of energy.

Harvey was about to upgrade, and the two gods Xirik and Bayer who were staring at the furnace outside were almost angry to death.

Just now, the repair progress displayed on the furnace had reached 70%. Although hundreds of thousands of soul coins were thrown in, Bayer was heartbroken and gnashed his teeth.

This money would not hurt his bones, but in Bayer's opinion, he was deceived by Xirik and lost money. For the devil, owing a losing contract is more painful than being stabbed.

Xirik himself was embarrassed. He really hadn't thought of tricking Bayer. He really just came to save Harvey. Who knew such an accident would happen? It was said that the devil knew the soul best, but Bayer's inference was hundreds of times different from the normal situation. Is he still guilty?

And the more outrageous thing is still to come. The completion rate was 70% just now, but suddenly this number dropped wildly, all the way down to 18%.

This made Bayer break his defense. He had never heard of repairing the soul and jumping back.

"Damn liar, this is your illusion, right!"

Bayer's only guess now is that Xirik used his power to create a real illusion. This guy might be sent by Zariel to trick him.

Xirik hurriedly said: "No, this has absolutely nothing to do with me! I can swear to Io!"

"Who would believe the oath of a prince of lies?!"

Bayer angrily swung a sword and cut Xirik's incarnation directly in half.

Bayer's original body was back, and Xirik's puppet was just a clone with a little bit of power, and had no resistance at all.

Chopping it into pieces was not enough, Bayer angrily rolled Xirik, who was not completely dead, into a ball and threw it directly into the furnace.

"I want to see what is burning in your furnace! Bury it with my hundreds of thousands of soul coins!"

The soul of Xirik's clone was forcibly stuffed into the furnace, and together with the little divine power, it became Harvey's nutrients.

The clone of the god is naturally extraordinary, and the reading on the furnace immediately began to soar, and soon reached 100%.

This means that no matter what is burning in this furnace, it is time to repair it.