Chapter 471 Five Extreme Fate? Kou Ye, it is the Star Breaking Realm!
The holy light filled every crevice and every corner, disintegrating and destroying every prophet from its most fundamental form.
But no matter how the Prophet is destroyed, in the end there will always be a few of his cells that escape, and then they will evolve madly under the power of [Evolution] and form a body again.
Even because of [Theory of Evolution], when the Prophet was destroyed for the 300th time, he actually began to adapt to the damage of Holy Light.
The essence of [theory of evolution] is [survival of the fittest], and its core ability is [adaptation], adapting to the environment, adapting to harm, and even adapting to everything.
When this ability is combined with the prophet's [Destiny] ability, this originally disorderly evolution begins to move in the best direction. The prophet no longer needs to worry about Darwin, who would suffer a tragic end due to evolutionary mistakes.
Because the strong who control [destiny] are [right].
Absolutely right, always right.
This is the mentality that any strong person who has mastered the power of "Destiny" will have, or it can be said that this is the consensus of the world.
After realizing that continuing the bombing would only cause the Prophet to develop additional resistance to Holy Light, Mo Cheng gave up using Holy Light, but he had not yet given up the idea of killing the Prophet.
He is thinking, pondering.
How to crush a strong man who has "fate" attached to him, how to tear him apart and smash him to pieces.
Mo Cheng did not give up the idea of killing the other party, and the prophet did not give up the idea of bringing Mo Cheng into the organization. "Perhaps, you should take a look at the conditions I offer before answering."
As the prophet's words fell, changes began to occur in the isolated dimension.
Countless silk threads appeared in the void, intertwined and woven into cloth by a spinning wheel. It was a cloth whose color and pattern could not be described in words.
Because Mo Cheng could see everything he wanted to see on it, it seemed that the cloth was "everything" in Mo Cheng's cognition.
What appeared next were gears, endless gears, meshing with each other and running, full of the beauty of order and power.
From the process of the gears turning, Mo Cheng also saw something, just like the laws of the world, firm and unchangeable.
"Isn't it wonderful?" The prophet's voice sounded from the void, "This is [Destiny]."
"There are countless creatures in the world, but most of them are doing nothing. They are like extras in a play, passers-by, and the audience never pays attention to them."
“And those who are outstanding, strong, and at the top are undoubtedly the protagonists of this drama.”
"Then the question is, why are they the protagonists?"
The prophet's words did not move Mo Cheng at all. He even thought such words were boring. "Are you going to discuss these meaningless topics with me?"
Mo Cheng had no intention of discussing with the other party such meaningless questions as who was the supporting actor and who was the protagonist. He even less wanted to extend or distort the topic to something like "An Actor's Cultivation".
His goal has always been clear: to kill the enemy.
But the prophet who disappeared did not stop talking, and continued: "It was [Fate]. Driven by [Fate], a farmer who knew nothing could pick up a sword with his hands that had never picked up anything other than farm tools to kill the demon king. He had never undergone rigorous training, but he was able to improve all the way. He became a hero, a legend, and even a demigod. All the levels that should have stumped countless people were completely non-existent for him."
“And all of this had been arranged by [fate] long before the farmer was born.”
Mo Cheng threw a punch towards the place where the sound seemed to come from, but this time it was like trying to catch the moon in the water. The punch that was enough to punch through the city wall did not destroy anything.
Even the air did not cause a ripple.
"Boring fatalism, is there anything fresher to talk about?"
"Yes, I mean, I can help you gain the favor of fate."
As the prophet's words fell, the isolated dimension changed again. This time, it lost all colors and fell into darkness.
But Mo Cheng didn't know why, but he could see clearly in this lightless environment and see other things.
There were five glowing spheres of different colors.
"You don't have any traces of fate on your body. So every time you killed me before, I left a little bit of the power of [Fate] in you. After you killed me hundreds or thousands of times, the [Fate] I left in you was enough to form something completely new."
"[Person]."
"These are the gifts I give you. Any one of them can make you transcend the ordinary and allow your destiny to push you to a higher level."
"I said, we are sincere. I am even willing to give you this gift first, and then we can talk about the matter of [bloodline]."
Mo Cheng remained silent. He could sense whether what the other party said was true or false, and through some kind of feeling, the five spheres in front of him told Mo Cheng what they were in a understandable form.
It is also possible to call it "fate".
As for the five destinies in front of him, perhaps it was a problem with the system translation, but Mo Cheng knew their names.
The benevolent is the Dark Emperor, the emperor is the God of War, the overlord is the God of Heaven, the evil black beast is the Iron King of Justice.
The five fate patterns were like stars, floating quietly in front of Mo Cheng. At the same time, they emitted subtle light that echoed the power of [Destiny] in Mo Cheng's body, waiting for his choice.
Above his head, the power of [Destiny] has formed a star. That star is like an eye, silently watching Mo Cheng's choice.
As long as he stretches out his hand, he can immediately obtain a status far superior to that of ordinary beings, and his destiny will be smooth sailing from then on.
if only……
he……
Reach out...
Make a fist and smash the thing in front of you.
"Prophet, you have played enough tricks. It's time to change to another one."
Mo Cheng's face darkened. "What stars, what destiny, screw them all."
“No fate can control my will, no celestial phenomena can manipulate my life.”
"Destiny? Stars?"
He stretched out his hand and grabbed the star of destiny above his head. Then, a terrifying force suddenly burst out, and the star of destiny in his hand shattered like glass.
"The only way to end it is to be broken into pieces !!!"
Gla!
A sound that absolutely should not have appeared was heard. The prophet stared at the Star of Destiny in Mo Cheng's hand with wide eyes. The star that no one had ever been able to break was now broken in Mo Cheng's hands.
At the same time, a corner of the web formed by [fate] was torn.
The torn corner made it impossible for the prophet to hide anymore, and he had to face Mo Cheng's attack directly.
That was the blow that shattered the life star.
"kill!"
The fist pierced through the prophet, and the power of [Destiny] that he was proud of was disturbed and isolated. The prophet could no longer guide [Destiny] to a situation that was favorable to him.
At the same time, the cells in his body began to evolve, trying to adapt to Mo Cheng's attack, but this time without the guidance of the prophet's [Destiny], the first thing that was destroyed by the disordered evolution was the prophet himself.
