Goethe walked in the darkness.
This darkness is not boundless.
In fact, the darkness was like a passage.
Also, narrow.
Goethe could touch the 'walls' above his head and on both sides with just his hands - not only were they hard, but they also contained the 'breath of time' and 'breath of fate' that Goethe admired.
Behind Goethe is the secret place he had just left.
In front of Goethe was a densely packed passage.
"Other secret realms?"
Goethe guessed.
Then he looked at the only light in the darkness in the distance.
There it is: the world of anchor points.
The coordinates of the anchor world use the [Ring of the Mad King] as a medium, and the position is extremely clear, especially when Goethe touches the [Ring of the Mad King], the light in Goethe's eyes suddenly blooms, just like the sun.
However, Goethe did not immediately rush to the anchor world.
But move forward slowly.
He was sensing the 'walls' around him.
He was sensing the 'breath of time' and the 'breath of destiny'.
The 'breath of time' here is different from the 'mud' that he has mastered skillfully. The 'breath of time' here is more forward-looking, to put it simply... the future.
And just the right "fate" makes this change both controllable and uncontrollable.
Is it a contradiction?
There is no contradiction.
Control is within a certain range.
What is uncontrollable is the instantaneous change after being affected by a slight external force.
As if...
alert!
Just like at this moment, when Goethe sensed this, time began to change in an instant. At the same time, the original 3 possible results immediately became 537962 results.
Moreover, it is constantly changing as perception deepens.
Such changes affect the secret realm that the perceiver is about to enter.
"So that's how it is."
Goethe murmured to himself.
He had always wondered why the witches, with their power, would use the afterimage of Modeus's projection as bait instead of using more direct means.
With the strength they showed, it should be easy to do it.
Now Goethe knew.
Even the 'witches' couldn't afford the change.
"It is possible that the moment they enter, the entire secret realm will enter a state of doom and destruction, and this change will affect the anchor point world - this is what the witches least want to see."
Goethe looked towards the anchor world again.
This time, his heart was completely free.
He saw more and more clearly.
The dark passages turned into lines, stringing together the secret realms one after another. The middle position was the anchor world, and the other secret realms were around it, just like a specially shaped pearl necklace.
And outside this pearl necklace, there are many more pearls.
Or independent.
Or in series.
At this moment, Goethe realized what vastness meant.
With his current state of mind, he could not feel how many secret realms there were, nor how big this real world was.
The 'mark of the witch' was completely washed away, and the [heart] lost its numerical description, but Goethe was sure that his [heart] at this moment should be more than fifteen times as strong as before.
After all, he is now at the ninth level!
“It’s still not enough!”
"Nine revolutions, almost there!"
Goethe thought in his heart, and then the corner of his mouth curled up.
"That……
Give me back some of my strength first!"
Seven shadows, mainly scarlet in color but filled with hunger, laughter, greed, madness, murderous intent, evil, and mercy, appeared beside Goethe, and the power of the Nine Revolutions profession began to be returned to Goethe.
Eighteen turns.
Twenty-seven turns.
Thirty-six turns.
Just as Goethe was about to continue increasing his strength, his heart suddenly moved.
In an instant, the seven shadows disappeared.
His entire body was also covered in 'mud'.
Not only is there no breath, there is no existence.
What remained was the same aura of time as the walls of the passage.
And in the next moment, his eyes were cast over.
No longer a dish.
Instead, there were three pairs of eyes, scanning back and forth.
Two full breaths.
After the gaze disappeared, Goethe was still covered in mud.
Then, another gaze appeared.
After this gaze disappeared, the mud on Goethe's body slowly disappeared.
"really!"
“They can sense it here too!”
“How terrible!”
Goethe said terrible things, but there was a smile on his face.
He had no way of sensing more of the world outside the channel, but he did get more information.
The four glances just now all left messages on the 'walls of the passage'.
Goethe stood there, analyzing silently.
At the same time, he used the power contained in the 'walls of the passage' to supplement his own strength shortcomings. The tremendous vitality stored in his heart stimulated him. Almost instantly, the 'breath of time' and the 'breath of destiny' were thoroughly analyzed and became something he could control, which was even more convenient than [Bloody Honor].
Consumption?
Naturally, it is also much bigger.
However, Goethe didn't care.
Compared with what he has stored, this consumption is just a drop in the bucket.
It's just a matter of eating two more meals.
The pitch-black snake that was a combination of [Shadow Snake Tail-Eating Technique] and [Blood Hidden] wrapped around Goethe's arm, with interest in its scarlet eyes. It liked fate.
It feeds on fate.
Goethe stepped forward, and the dark snake hissed.
When reaching the end, Goethe opened his hands and the pitch-black snake immediately slid down.
They are naturally connected.
What did Goethe want to do?
The dark snake knew it clearly.
A human smile appeared on the snake's face.
As if to say, leave it to me.
Then, the pitch-black snake drilled into the wall of the passage.
The pitch-black snake, which possesses a destiny aura almost identical to that of the walls of the passage , moves freely within the walls of the passage, swimming at a very fast speed, heading towards the place where destiny is most abundant.
It's down there!
More below!
At the bottom!
The pitch-black snake kept conveying thoughts to Goethe.
Goethe once again covered himself with mud.
That look came again.
The other party wanted to track the Black Snake, but couldn't find it at all.
because……
Fate is inherently unpredictable.
Who can control destiny?
Only destiny itself.
Wave!
Just like with a crisp sound, the pitch-black snake broke through the restrictions of the passage and came to a wider world. The "destiny" was more intense, and it moved forward without hesitation.
It plunged into it.
Of course, it did not forget to give Goethe the clearest picture.
Densely packed and scattered.
Pitch black...
root?
Goethe was stunned when he saw the scene in front of him.
Then, a thought came to my mind.
World Tree!
The world tree that gave birth to countless worlds!
This thought flashed through his mind for a moment, because Goethe clearly sensed something different. The World Tree in front of him did not have a single breath of life. The legendary World Tree should be full of vitality.
And what’s in front of you?
Not only is it dark, it's also lifeless.
withered.
die.
Dark.
However, this does not prevent it from giving birth to destiny.
Goethe watched the pitch-black snake tearing at the tree roots and said silently, "Come on!" in his heart.
This will be his trump card.
Facing the witches , he still needs to make some arrangements.
With the help of the 'power of destiny' transmitted by the pitch-black snake, Goethe summoned one blood crow spirit after another. Destiny covered them, and they flew along the passage with Goethe's orders.
They will fly to the secret place where Goethe once visited.
They will look for people closely related to Goethe.
And this doesn’t end there.
A bunch of demon wolves.
A bunch of demon dogs.
They are clothed by Goethe with the 'force of fate'.
They carry Goethe's will and rush to more unknown places that are closely related to those "gazes".
They are 'wars'.
They are 'death'.
They are...
'Disaster'!
As the source of everything, Goethe is naturally the 'crown of disasters '.
Stripe design.
One layout after another.
They were all used by Goethe.
There are sane ones and there are crazy ones.
Some even do it without regard for the consequences.
When all this was done, only two Blood Crow Spirits were left by Goethe's side.
Different from the other scarlet blood crow spirits, these two blood crow spirits had already transformed into red with gold. These were the first two crows that appeared and were carefully cultivated by Goethe.
They also carry the breath of time and destiny.
There is also a professional atmosphere.
Same with the seven negative emotions.
Also nine turns.
This kind of bearing naturally has disadvantages.
once!
Both crows can only be used once!
After one use, it disappears completely!
Completely disappear from time and fate!
Never again!
But the power will be greater than anyone can imagine!
"I hope I don't have to use you."
Goethe looked at the two blood crow spirits with apology.
"If you don't hope, you won't do it."
"It's okay, we want to."
Two crows, one is sharp-tongued and the other is warm.
The one with the poisonous tongue was called the black fog by Goethe.
The warm one was called Fufu by Goethe.
"Tell me, will I win?"
Goethe asked again.
"You can't win. There's no hope. Just wait to die."
Black fog is very venomous.
"We just tried our best. You've done your best. Now all you have to do is leave no regrets."
As Fu Fu spoke, he rubbed Goethe's cheek affectionately, which made Hei Wu beside him scream even more.
"Have you forgotten what this guy did to us?"
"He is a lunatic!"
"Detonating fate and time and erasing everything, no one except a madman can do such a thing!"
The cawing of crows is beyond imagination.
Goethe raised his hand and tapped Heimu's forehead.
Immediately, the black fog flew up.
"Look, you only know how to bully me. If you have the guts, go and fight those witches head-on."
"What's the point of bullying a crow?"
The black fog made a rattling sound as it flew.
Goethe frowned and finally sighed.
Who made him owe them?
Just shout.
Just keep making noise.
At least, the time here won’t be boring.
Of course, you also need time here.
However, counterattack is certain.
"When I find my way home, the first thing I will do is open a barbecue restaurant and serve a specialty - roasted crow."
Goethe looked at the black fog and said very seriously.
"Kill the crows! Kill the crows!"
"Is there any justice in the world?"
"Is there any law?"
Black Mist yelled.
"have!"
"Yes to people!"
"No to the crows!"
"Especially the foul-mouthed crow!"
Goethe raised his hand and touched Fu Fu with a smile.
Fu Fu is still so well-behaved, just like her daughter, a caring and sweet little girl.
As for the black fog?
Rebellious son!
Accompanied by his obedient daughter and rebellious son, Goethe stood just one step away from the anchor world, waiting quietly for who knows how long.
One hundred years?
Two hundred years?
Or three hundred years?
Goethe didn't know.
All he knew was that everything was finally ready.
The next moment, Goethe took a step forward.
Before my eyes, the light and darkness disappeared.
He returned to the Anchor World again, to Sark, the capital of Fapol.
He saw it again
'Angler'.
'Miss'.
Skiffens Steinbeck.
The 'Angler' stood between the two, with disbelief and horror on his face.
Skiffens Steinbeck's dagger pierced his lower back.
The [Power Crystal] floated in the air, and the rapier in the hand of the 'lady' pierced his chest.
The vigorous life, even if his heart was broken, even if he was poisoned, still did not let the 'Angler' die immediately. The look in his eyes became fierce and crazy.
Facing the 'lady' who was so close to him , he raised his hands and hugged her.
A trace of panic flashed across the lady's face, and she tried to dodge.
But 'time' appeared again.
No!
To be precise, a fishing line was wrapped around her body.
This is the 'angler's' fishing line.
The fishing line has been immersed in the 'long river of time' for who knows how long.
It carries a trace of the power of time.
Under the stimulation of the 'Angler', it became even more terrifying.
'Lady' was fixed.
Even if it's just for a moment.
But it is enough.
Click. Click.
Amid the sound of bones breaking, not only were all the bones of the 'lady' crushed by the 'fisherman', but the 'power of time' also invaded the 'lady's' body.
The 'lady' is aging at a rate visible to the naked eye.
But the 'lady' did not despair.
She has allies!
Skiffens Steinbeck!
She looked up for Skiffins Steinbeck.
She saw her ally just behind the 'Angler'.
She hopes her allies will help her.
Then--
Skiffens Steinbeck bowed.
"Have a nice trip, and...
Bon Voyage!"
After Skiffins Steinbeck finished speaking, he appeared next to Goethe in a flash.
"Isn't it a bad idea to betray your allies like this?"
Goethe asked.
"ally?"
“No, no, no!”
“My dear brother, the Steinbecks have never been allies, and they have never been betrayers.”
Skiffens Steinbeck replied with a smile.
Then, the two of them watched the 'lady' die.
After aging to the extreme.
Naturally, it means death.
And after the death of 'the lady', the 'angler' is still alive.
The other party still has a breath.
The other looked at Goethe and Skiffins Steinbeck.
"I didn't expect that the winners of this era would be you two."
The 'Angler' smiled sadly.
Skiffins Steinbeck just chuckled.
"Gold, silver, bronze, black iron, the so-called era division is really ridiculous. You really believe your own lies. Alas, maybe you have forgotten it yourself...
Their era has never ended."
As soon as the words fell, thirteen figures that made the anchor point world tremble appeared under the night sky.
That's them!
Belongs to the mythological era,
Witches.