Chapter 666: Heart of Dawn (10,000)

The so-called fate is calculation and calculation.

The fate maintainer has calculated everything, so he designed the most perfect world line. Everything in the entire Dusk Continent is developing in the direction that is most beneficial to him. All the so-called accidents in the eyes of others, even in the eyes of the administrators, are inevitable for the fate maintainer.

Even in deep sleep, he still controls everything.

All the creatures on the entire Dusk Continent, whether they are humans, dragons, or the once extinct Dusk people, even the administrators, gods, and angels in the heavens, are just chess pieces that cannot be smaller in fate.

He controls everything.

This feeling of wantonly playing with the fate of others is so comfortable that even in dreams, the fate maintainer still feels waves of pleasure.

The huge one-eyed eye slowly turned, and his eyes fell on Ron again, looking at the fiercely burning flames, with excitement flashing in his eyes.

Struggle, resist, despair, wail.

In the Wheel of Fortune, watching those tiny ants struggling with all their might, but unable to escape the shackles of fate no matter what, is the greatest entertainment for the Fate Keeper. This is not the first time he has seen such a scene, but no one has ever been able to break free from the Wheel of Fortune in all these years.

The moment you enter the world line, your body and your soul are already entangled by the thread of fate.

There seems to be some movement in the sky.

Is it the goddess who controls life and death?

That is really a very cunning loach.

Seal again and again, escape again and again.

Even the Fate Keeper can't help but have a headache about such an existence.

But no matter how much of a headache it is, it will all end.

Ron is her last hope. When this hope is eliminated by herself, there will only be eternal darkness in her life.

The one-eyed man stared at Elsa's figure. Despite this ability, he did not stop Elsa from approaching, and even let Elsa appear in front of Ron.

It was also a kind of entertainment to let this cunning goddess watch hope dissipate before her eyes, and she was powerless to do anything about it. He was looking forward to seeing what kind of expression Elsa would see on her face.

At this moment, Elsa had already appeared in front of Ron. Seeing Ron wrapped in flames all over his body, Elsa's heart was also clenched.

Obviously, Elsa was also in a pure soul state now, but her hands were shaking uncontrollably, and her little face was extremely pale.

She wanted to extinguish the flame on Ron.

But how could this soul fire be easily extinguished?

The cold sea water around could not drown the flame.

"Ron, stop..."

Elsa shouted loudly.

Her voice was very penetrating, and even in the deep sea, it still created circles of ripples.

She wanted to wake Ron up.

If Ron could stop the burning of the soul fire now, although he would certainly be severely injured, his strength would be greatly reduced, and he might even fall to a lower realm, and the demigod realm he had achieved with great difficulty would be gone, but at least he could still survive.

But if the soul fire continued to burn like this, and Ron's soul was completely turned into ashes, then he would really have no chance.

But no matter how sharp Elsa's voice was, it could never reach Ron's ears.

No, perhaps Elsa's voice had been heard by Ron.

But at this moment, Ron no longer had the ability to think normally.

In Ron's consciousness, there was only the last obsession left, that is, he must not let the person who had saved his life many times die in front of him.

Elsa's voice not only failed to stop Ron from burning the soul fire, but even caused greater stimulation to Ron's remaining consciousness.

Buzz.

The flames jumped up even more violently.

The dark red flames were more than ten feet high.

For a moment, it seemed as if a blazing sun had appeared out of thin air in the depths of the ocean.

The one-eyed man above the memorial looked at Elsa with a playful look. The anxiety, worry, and fear on Elsa's face made the one-eyed man feel extremely satisfied, and his eyeballs rolled around excitedly.

This one-eyed man, in some ways, can almost be regarded as the incarnation of the Fate Maintainer.

There are many such incarnations of the Fate Maintainer, all of which are arranged at some very special and very important nodes to help the Fate Maintainer deal with some important things when he is asleep.

The strength of the one-eyed man is naturally not as good as the original body of the Fate Maintainer.

However, the thinking and memory of the Fate Maintainer are completely inherited.

Even this somewhat bad character is the same.

Elsa's panic expression due to fear is simply the most beautiful picture in the world in the eyes of the one-eyed man. He can't wait to see what Elsa will do.

Seeing that Ron's soul source has been reduced again and again, and Ron has no intention of waking up from beginning to end, Elsa can no longer bear it.

She suddenly took a step forward, and milky white threads extended from her soul, like pure white and slender little snakes, winding towards Ron.

The soul fire burned on the white threads, and it actually made a crackling sound.

This process did not seem to be very pleasant for Elsa, but Elsa just groaned and soon returned to normal, and the white threads quickly wrapped around Ron's soul origin.

Do you want to rescue the soul source?

The one-eyed man's eyes were full of teasing.

This is useless.

The goddess of life and death, don't you even understand this?

Just when the one-eyed man laughed at Elsa's ignorance, he suddenly found that the situation was a little different from what he expected. He hated the feeling of being out of control, and his eyes became fierce.

In the one-eyed man's eyes, the delicate white silk instantly woven into a net, completely wrapping Ron's remaining soul source, but the white silk did not pull Ron's soul source out of the soul fire.

In stark contrast, soft white light followed the delicate white silk and quickly spread to the soul source.

As the soul fire burned, Ron's soul source did not continue to shrink, but gradually became full.

Bloodshot, one after another, bloomed in the one-eyed man.

That look highlighted what it means to be bloodshot.

There was even incredible shock.

The goddess of life and death is... transferring the life source she controls into Ron's soul source little by little.

That's right, that's it.

Is she crazy?

Doesn't she know what will happen once she injects all the life source into Ron's soul?

She will completely lose the power of life.

Her strength will be cut in half, and it will be easier to kill her.

Why is this happening?

In his calculations, Elsa is a very selfish goddess. Once upon a time, she could watch the Twilight Dynasty fall and the gods fall one after another. For her, only her own life is the most important, and everything else can be abandoned.

No, it's impossible...

There can't be any deviation in his calculations.

What went wrong to give rise to such anomalies?

There were twists and turns in fate, which made One-Eye extremely angry. He absolutely could not allow such an accident.

The pupils of the one-eyed man gradually became dangerous, and his eyes began to become bloodshot. In a short time, his entire eyeball had turned scarlet, looking creepy. He tried to stop Elsa's actions.

If Elsa really transferred all the life sources to Ron and let Ron take control of the power of life, then this anomaly might really survive her calculations.

But at this moment, a large piece of colorful light suddenly penetrated thousands of meters of deep sea water from the top of his head and fell down.

The extremely dazzling light, reflected on the one-eyed man, was like a sharp sword, and even made the one-eyed man feel a burst of pain in the depths of his pupils.

The original action suddenly slowed down by half a beat.

But, this moment of effort was enough to change many things.

A large amount of colorful light gathered on Ron.

In an instant, Ron's soul trembled slightly, and then his entire soul expanded rapidly.

How many colors did the light that appeared at that moment have? It was even impossible to count them. Hundreds, thousands, or even more?

After entering Ron's soul, the mysterious rays of light immediately became like meridians, shuttling and wandering in Ron's body, and finally gradually mixed together.

It became a color like chaos.

Crazy.

All crazy.

Ron is crazy.

Elsa is crazy.

Even those gods who have long been dead are a group of crazy people.

The stars in the sky are the last traces of the will of the dead gods.

But now, these gods have also begun to transfer their will into Ron's body. Don't they know that doing so is equivalent to completely eliminating their existence from the world?

What is so good about this man that is worth them doing this to the extent that they don't even care about their own lives?

Why is this happening?

Obviously, in my calculations, such a picture is impossible to appear. What went wrong?

The one-eyed man was filled with confusion.

This scene happened so fast that the one-eyed man had no time to stop it.

When the one-eyed man finally broke free from the chaos, Ron had already completed his transformation.

The original red flame that illuminated the entire Black Sea disappeared.

Instead, there was another kind of... gray, strange flame that was full of nothingness.

Even Ron's soul was flattened like a ball of chaos.

His eyeballs trembled violently. It was difficult for him to describe what it felt like. When the one-eyed man saw the gray flames jumping on Ron's body, he actually felt a strong sense of fear, as if this strange flame could burn even fate.

No, he couldn't continue to watch like this. He had to inform the deity of Ron's abnormality and the changes that had taken place on him as soon as possible.

He couldn't continue to sleep.

The trajectory of fate had completely changed.

Some kind of power was activated, and with a creaking sound, an illusory door appeared out of thin air behind the one-eyed man.

The door was opening little by little.

At this moment, with a humming sound, the flames on Ron's soul body surged again.

The fiercely burning flames soared to a height of hundreds of feet, enveloping the entire soul-suppressing monument.

At the same time, the strange black fog lingering on the soul-suppressing monument was also directly impacted by the gray flames.

Instantly, the scene changed.

The black fog, which Ron had been unable to push back even with all his strength, seemed to have met its nemesis when faced with these gray flames, melting as quickly as ice and snow in front of magma.

The dense black fog was quickly swallowed up, assimilated, and evaporated.

The true face of the goddess of dawn was finally revealed on the stone slab at the bottom.

Unfortunately, Ron couldn't even appreciate the pretty face that was no less beautiful than Elsa's. He seemed to have completely turned into a mad beast, urging the gray flames to burn all the black fog on the entire monument, leaving not even a trace.

The next moment, with a whoosh, the illusory door had just opened, and the eyeball, which had not had time to retreat, was instantly surrounded by gray flames.

Ah!

A shrill scream suddenly sounded.

It was obviously just an eyeball, but at this moment, a scream like a ghost was heard.

The gray fire contained all kinds of power, burning on the eyeball, and countless dense bubbles appeared on the surface of the eyeball instantly. This was not the most terrifying thing for the one-eyed man. What really made the one-eyed man shudder was that the gray fire was even burning his soul and burning his will.

The intense pain made the eyeball unable to maintain its own power, and the illusory door behind it returned to nothingness.

The next second, Ron's figure suddenly appeared in front of the eyeball.

In the eyeball's fearful sight, the right hand wrapped in gray fire slowly stretched out towards the eyeball.

It was a very indescribable feeling. The giant one-eyed man was originally very large, but as Ron's right hand stretched out, the size of the one-eyed man kept getting smaller. When Ron's right hand finally appeared in front of the one-eyed man, the one-eyed man had become only the size of an egg.

Immediately, the one-eyed man was directly caught in Ron's palm.

Then a few fingers exerted a little force, and with a snap, the one-eyed man was instantly crushed by Ron.

Some sticky, dark brown stuff seeped out from Ron's fingers.

But strangely, these dark brown semi-fluids did not fall naturally, nor did they blend into the cold sea water around them. Instead, they gradually penetrated and merged into Ron's skin, and were absorbed by Ron silently.

Huff, huff, huff...

Ron gasped.

Although there was a transfer of Elsa's life source.

There was also the infusion of the will of countless stars over the Black Sea.

Ron's soul was not completely burned out.

However, the strong sense of fatigue still entangled Ron, making Ron feel extremely sleepy. He even had the urge to fall asleep, but Ron still desperately supported himself. While panting violently, he slowly descended from the top of the Soul-Calming Monument.

The surface of the Soul-Calming Monument had become very smooth and flat.

When he first encountered the Soul-Calming Monument, some strange scenes that could still be seen had all disappeared.

Only at the bottom right position, you can still see the goddess of dawn entangled in chains.

Ron's mouth curled up slightly with a smile, and he slowly stretched out his hand.

It was just a painting on the stele, a flat image carved on the stele, but Ron really grabbed the chain.

The touch of the chain was cold and piercing.

It was like black ice that had not been scratched for thousands of years.

A few fingers exerted a little force.

Crack!

The whole chain collapsed instantly, and the iron chains fell into the mud under the stele.

Ron opened his mouth. He wanted to say something to Ostara, but he didn't have time to make any sound. He only felt that his eyes went black, and Ron's soul fell backwards uncontrollably.

Before Ron's soul completely fell into the mud, a pair of slender and white arms like lotus roots suddenly stretched out from the stone tablet, hugged Ron's body, and poured Ron's soul into his arms.

Behind him, twelve snow-white wings shone brightly.

As the wings flapped suddenly, two figures flew towards the surface of the sea.

Seeing the figures of Ostara and Ron, Elsa's mouth corners also slightly raised a curve.

Her figure seemed to become thinner, like a phantom.

The long hair that was originally half black and half white had turned into pure black at some point, and a pair of eyes had completely turned into black gems.

Looking down at her translucent fingers, Elsa couldn't help muttering to herself:

"I'm really crazy!"

The origin of life has been completely transferred to Ron.

From this moment on, Elsa is no longer the goddess of life and death, but the pure goddess of death.

Her power was cut in half by herself.

If it was based on her previous personality, she would never do such a thing.

But now, feeling the weakness of her body and soul, Elsa did not regret it too much, and even had some indescribable feelings in her heart.

Maybe it's okay to be a little crazy.

In life, you have to be willful occasionally.

Otherwise, this long time is really too depressing.

Smiling again, Elsa's body slowly floated upwards.

At the same time, the stone tablet that suppressed the soul also flew away.

I don't know how long it took, splash...

A figure flew out from the surface of the Black Sea, and countless water drops fell slowly along the white wings like pearls, dripping on the sea surface, splashing a piece of even smaller water droplets.

Twelve wings, beautiful.

Every wing and every feather is shining with a hazy white light, and the owners of the twelve wings reflected in it look more and more beautiful, like a goddess walking out of a painting.

Holding the soul in her arms, Ostara landed on the soul boat.

Not long after, Elsa turned back again.

Looking up, there was darkness above the sky above.

The once shining stars all lost their light at this time.

The remaining will of the dead gods completely disappeared... No, maybe it didn't disappear, it just transferred to Ron's body.

Ostara knelt on the ground and placed Ron's soul flat on her lap. A pair of slender white fingers gently stroked Ron's cheek, and her beautiful eyes flashed with an indescribable meaning.

"How long will it take for him to wake up?"

I don’t know how much time passed, but Ostara’s voice slowly spread on the soul crossing boat.

"I don't know. The injury was too serious this time. The soul burned and the origin was lost. Although I transferred all my life origin into his body, after all, the foreign origin is incomparable with his own original origin."

"Perhaps it will take a few years to wake up, or maybe I will never wake up."

"Even if you wake up, because your soul is damaged, you may become a vegetative state, or you may forget certain memories. These things are hard to say."

Elsa also sighed and responded to Ostara's question.

She didn't know whether things were right or wrong, good or bad, at this stage.

However, the matter has come to this, and the only thing they can do is to continue on this path.

Ostara's eyes dropped, and a long time passed. She sighed and put her hand on Ron's chest. Through her skin, Ostara could feel the strong heartbeat in Ron's chest.

The corner of his mouth curled up into a slight smile.

All I saw was that Ostara stretched out a slender green finger and touched Ron's chest.

Immediately afterwards, a soft white light began to flash under Ostara's fingertips. When the light dissipated, a diamond-shaped mark, like a gem, was imprinted on Ron's heart.

That is……

Heart of Dawn.

After doing all this, Ostara still maintained the position of letting Ron lie on her lap, but she raised her head and looked at the sky above her head, and then flicked her fingers, and a ray of milky white light shot straight into the sky. Fly away.

During the flight, that point of white light gradually became larger and rounder.

It's like a sun hanging in the sky.

The dazzling sunlight scattered from the sky, like sharp swords, breaking through the darkness over the Black Sea.

The originally dark ocean gradually began to show different colors, with a hint of blue looming.

A hazy mist began to float on the surface of the ocean.

Deeper into the mist, the outline of an island could be vaguely seen.

…

Just as various mysterious changes were taking place in the Black Sea, the heaven was also plunged into chaos because of a piercing alarm.

The alert was issued by an administrator.

And this administrator has only one job, and that is to serve the sleeping maintainer of destiny.

A sharp alarm echoed in the hearts of every living being in the heaven.

Whether it is administrators with high status and powerful strength, or gods who have no strength but are just puppets, or even angels at the lowest level of heaven, they all feel as if their hearts are heavy, as if they are pressed by a huge boulder. , hard to breathe.

An inexplicable, bad premonition gradually grew in my heart.

One after another, figures subconsciously flew in the direction of the alarm. When they first arrived, they happened to see the administrator walking out of the forbidden area.

And this administrator also brought a piece of heavy news:

Destiny maintainer.

The true master of heaven is about to awaken!