The man sitting on the throne looked at the inconspicuous copper ring in his palm, frowned at first, and then his brows relaxed.
Even the gloom on the other person's face was much less gloomy.
He held the copper ring between his fingertips and examined it carefully.
After a moment, he laughed out loud.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
“It’s actually possible!”
“It’s actually possible!”
The man laughed and put the copper ring on the index finger of his right hand without any hesitation.
A surging force like a tidal wave poured into it.
In an extremely domineering way, the copper ring was transformed into the shape the man wanted.
At the same time, it still retains some of the characteristics of the copper ring.
That's what men want.
Of course, he knew the consequences of doing so .
But, he didn't care.
As for the future generations who will be affected?
He doesn't care anymore.
"After I die, there will be a flood."
The man said this.
The words were decisive, ruthless and cruel.
But in the end, he still felt a little soft-hearted and sighed slightly.
A special power was separated.
"I'm not soft-hearted."
“I’m just laying out the plan.”
The man muttered to himself stubbornly.
A shadow loomed, and the man disappeared from the throne.
He 'jumped' out of the 'river' at this time.
…
Time seems to be a long river that flows on without an end or a beginning.
Every living thing moves forward along this long river.
But every living thing also remains relatively still as this long river moves forward.
Some creatures discovered it.
Some creatures are not discovered.
The discoverer was pleasantly surprised.
Those who didn't discover it are in a daze.
At this moment, the two are completely different.
The discoverers strive to find greater "variables" in relative stillness, they either dive or float up.
When you dive down, it's as deep as darkness.
When floating up, the light is as bright as the sun.
At this moment, something was different.
The diver, continuing to go down, achieves true "stillness", the stillness of his own body and the flow of time before his eyes.
Those who float upwards, by leaping, also achieve true "stillness", a moment of stillness and the flow direction of all time within the field of vision.
Of course, very few people can do this.
But there are always some people who can do it.
For example: believers of 'All things belong to one God'.
By performing a blood sacrifice and paying a price, they can gain such power for a short period of time.
Although it was short, it was enough.
Just like now——
Looking at Goethe who was shaking his fists non-stop, Lenis... no, the believers of 'All Things Belong to One God' were smiling.
"it's useless."
"Everything has been decided long ago."
The other party said this.
Goethe, however, turned a deaf ear to it. He firmly believed that quantitative change could lead to qualitative change.
So, his fists never stopped.
When he threw thousands of punches with all his strength, even with Goethe's current physical condition, he felt tired, and the smile on the face of the believer of "All Things Return to One God" standing there became more and more intense.
She really likes watching this kind of useless work.
Two hundred and thirty-seven years ago.
Two hundred and thirty-seven years later, it is still the same.
However, the only difference is that two hundred and thirty-seven years ago, she failed.
And this time?
She will definitely succeed.
She couldn't lose.
In this world where mystery has long since faded, how could she possibly lose?
After all, the two guys in front of him are two of the strongest at the moment.
Although her ability is good, but compared with her peak period?
There is a huge difference.
So, she was going to do something beyond her plan, she wanted to collect...interest, yes, that's what people call it nowadays.
Because the lightning and thunder are too annoying!
When she saw these, she couldn't help but think of the traitor.
"Struggle, wail, and then helplessly accept the reality."
The followers of 'All Things Belong to One God' traced the ancestors of the two men.
Then, her expression suddenly changed.
There is no longer that kind of calm and peaceful atmosphere.
There was only horror and disbelief.
She had just 'leaped up' when her ankle was grabbed by a hand, which pulled her back fiercely. The huge impact also caused her to 'choke on the river water'.
Gurgle!
She began to 'sink to the bottom'.
Suddenly, a completely different force made the face that was full of indifference become distorted. It was not a description, but a "distortion" that was happening. The other party raised his hands to control the distortion, but under the reflection of the distortion, it was extremely funny.
From Goethe's perspective, the other party was like a world-famous painting from his hometown: The Scream.
But there is a slight difference.
The other person is much uglier than that world famous painting.
The evaluation in his heart did not stop Goethe's fist.
He kept punching.
But this time, it was finally different.
He punched the object.
Bang!
The already twisted believer of 'All Things Return to One God' not only became more twisted, but his entire body flew backwards. Goethe pounced on him like a tiger descending from a mountain, and before the opponent landed on the ground, he rode on him, and his clenched fists fell like raindrops.
Bang bang bang!
It was like a machine gun firing, punch after punch.
The faces and upper bodies of the 'All Things Belong to One God' believers quickly collapsed and shattered.
The ground was filled with the crushed flesh and blood of the other side.
Goethe did not stop until all the flesh and blood was ground into minced meat. Flames rose in the palms of his hands, and conical flames sprayed out.
The meat filling is then cooked.
The burnt smell made Cole, who had just woken up, vomit again.
Then, he fainted again.
Auston on the side reluctantly took out a test tube of medicine and asked Cole to take it.
When the Western Federation's chief adviser looked at Goethe again, there was undisguised horror in his eyes.
He knew Goethe was strong.
But he didn't know Goethe would be so strong.
It was actually able to break through that kind of 'barrier'.
When he thought of the "barrier" just now, Auston's face changed slightly.
It was a power he had never seen before.
This would have been absolutely . You know, what Austin is most famous for is not only his strength, but also his "erudition" - he is familiar with all kinds of mysterious history, secret arts and his own talents. Even if he cannot identify a certain secret art, he can still roughly guess some of its origins. Just like when he saw Goethe's [Thunderbolt], he could vaguely feel that it was the power from the 'Prophet George'.
But what about the 'barrier' that just came to Nice?
He had absolutely no idea where it came from.
Immediately, Auston felt a little discouraged.
Being 'knocked down' at the strongest level is a blow to anyone, but Auston quickly adjusted his mood - as early as the first time he met Winchester, he knew that some things cannot be forced, and some people just have the 'talent' to surpass everyone easily, and those people are not even aware of it.
"Goethe..."
Auston walked over and was about to talk to Goethe when he noticed that Goethe looked serious.
The chief adviser of the Western Federation immediately began to investigate.
Although they had only known each other for a short time, Auston knew very well what kind of person Goethe was.
Be cautious and vigilant.
Since Goethe showed such an expression, it was definitely not a waste of time.
In fact, this is true.
When Auston sensed carefully, he could detect that something that frightened him extremely was 'approaching'.
The speed is very slow.
But that power filled him with despair.
Auston was so desperate that he trembled all over after just a slight sensation and wanted to seek relief immediately.
Because he felt 'pain' in that power!
Pure pain!
Once you are pulled into it, it will be hell!
Facing hell, death is relief.
Relief?
Be free!
Auston raised his palm, which was gleaming with lightning.
He suddenly slapped his forehead.
Bang!
Goethe grabbed Auston's hand and slapped him in the face.
Austin came back to his senses with the crisp sound.
He felt his bruised and numb cheeks, and he had no resentment towards Goethe, only gratitude. He knew very well that without Goethe, he would have died.
"What is that?"
Auston asked, horror in his eyes.
He already had a guess in his heart.
but……
He didn't dare admit it.
He hoped to get an answer from Goethe.
Wheezing! Wheezing!
Goethe gasped for breath.
Austin was just passively sensing, but him?
It is actively locked.
The treatment between the two is simply very different.
The former is just invisible pressure.
the latter?
Not only is the knife at your neck, it's also cutting your flesh bit by bit.
Words that only Goethe could see rose up line by line.
Each line is a judgment of the heart.
The [Heart] of 4.4 barely supports this judgment.
But Goethe was sure that he would not be able to hold on for long if this continued.
Because, 'that guy' is 'approaching'.
Goethe didn't know whether it was what he understood as approaching or just a glance - but he knew that if he didn't do something, he would be dead.
"Just now, the other party was tracing the source of the bloodline."
"so……"
"The other party traced it back to the Mad King?"
"Moreover, the defense that you thought was foolproof was broken by the Mad King, but it also attracted the attention of the 'guy' behind him?"
Goethe deduced the ins and outs of the matter.
He took the blame for the 'Mad King' again?
It was obvious that 'that guy' was coming for the 'Mad King'.
But the 'Mad King' is dead.
After the death of the 'Mad King', he, who was closest to the 'Mad King', was naturally implicated in this incident.
“It’s troublesome!”
Goethe sighed in his heart.
He was not even more angry, because thanks to the Mad King's action, he had eliminated the followers of 'that guy'. Otherwise, he would not be the opponent's opponent now.
Even if you use your trump card, your chances of winning are slim.
After all, the power used by the other party had already exceeded his current understanding.
Although it brought even greater trouble.
But it solved the immediate problem.
In short, it was troublesome, but it also gave him some time.
There is still a chance!
"What do you think?"
Goethe asked back and walked straight towards the car.
“Impossible!”
“It shouldn’t be like this!”
"Mysteriously disappeared, those guys should have entered the dusk and fallen to the earth long ago!"
Auston muttered to himself.
"At any time, there are accidents."
"Besides, where did you draw these conclusions?"
Godla opened the car door and asked as he got in.
“In the book.”
Auston replied.
"Who wrote that book?"
"It's the people, not those guys."
"So it's not surprising that there were some mistakes or omissions."
"even……"
“It’s simply misleading.”
“Because you can’t be sure if the person who wrote the book is a follower of those guys.”
Having said these words, Goethe got into the car and urged Auston.
"Get in the car."
"Where are you going?"
After Auston picked up Cole and put him on the passenger seat, he was a little dazed.
The current Chief of Advisor of the Western Federation's mind is already a mess.
The impact of this news was too great.
It was so big that even Auston, who was in a high position, couldn't accept it for a while.
"North Suburbs Warehouse."
"I want to see what you promised, and... prepare enough coins and gold for me within the scope of your duties."
Goethe took a deep breath and spoke slowly.
Austin's expression turned strange.
Two or three seconds later, the Western Federation Chief of Advisors asked softly.
"Are you planning to run away?"
Goethe immediately rolled his eyes.
"run?"
"I've been targeted by that guy. Where do you think I can run to?"
Goethe asked rhetorically.
"If it were someone else, they would just sit there and wait for death."
"But Winchester is different."
"When I first met your adoptive father, I knew that the gap between people is greater than the gap between people and dogs. What some people encounter is a desperate situation, but what others see as an opportunity."
Auston said with certainty.
Goethe looked at the Western Federation Chief of Staff with some surprise.
Just like what the other party said, what some people encounter as desperate situations may be .
For example: right now!
Being targeted by an unknown god, most people would despair.
But Goethe did not.
Not only that, he even saw a glimmer of hope.
A glimmer of hope that the third extreme baptism can be completed quickly and safely.
Is being targeted by 'God' considered a desperate situation?
Does escaping the gaze of "God" count as a turnaround?
Goethe didn't know.
But Goethe wanted to give it a try.
If he succeeds, he will be more powerful.
What if it fails?
He will try his best to delay the opportunity and strive to return to the 'Anchor World' - from the moment he guessed that the 'Mad King' could kill the other party's believers and affect the other party, Goethe's evaluation of the 'Anchor World' was once again raised.
Guys like that are staring at this place with impunity.
But what happens when you stare at the 'anchor world'?
Will the guys who originally gathered there remain indifferent?
Of course not.
People value territory.
Those guys were watching too, of course.
He is definitely not trying to shirk responsibility!
It's a strategic retreat!
"So what do you think should be done?"
Facing Austin's affirmative guess, Goethe asked again.
"Of course I choose to believe you!"
"I firmly believe that Winchester's 'talent' is unparalleled, just as I believe his luck is also unparalleled!"
"And you?"
"As his adopted son, I will naturally inherit all of this."
"Your strength has already demonstrated your talent."
"Now, you just need to prove your luck."
Auston started the car with a serious look on his face.
Goethe sat in the back seat, half leaning back in a comfortable position, and whispered to himself:
"luck?"
"My luck won't be bad, as long as..."
"rich!"