Chapter 189 I Am the One Favored by Fate

Chapter 189 The one favored by fate... is me

The gurgling magma, mixed with some black flames, slowly flowed down the mountain peaks, swallowing up all life on the desert island.

At this moment, a female elf knight with short blond hair rushed towards the mountain like a bullet. The gorgeous knight swords she held in both hands were entangled with thunder that could split the mountain.

Her emerald green eyes reflected the silver-armored knight at the top of the mountain, the man who killed the lord she served.

"Akhtar!" Accompanied by an angry roar, the thunderous knight's sword struck down, and the thunder blast was enough to cut down the mountain, drowning the silver-armored knight on the top of the mountain.

However.

The elf female knight saw it.

On the top of the mountain that was flooded by lightning, the silver-armored knight cast a cold look at her, and there was a faint flame burning deep in the silver-armored knight's eyes.

This man is so arrogant.

The elf female knight subconsciously clenched the knight's sword, but found that her arm was wrapped in black flames... No, her whole body was wrapped in black flames.

The consciousness suddenly stopped. Before the charging elf female knight could get closer, her body suddenly ignited with black flames of death, turning into ashes and drifting away in the wind.

Ximu withdrew his gaze and looked at the NPCs falling from the sky. He raised his arms again, and the black flames hovering in his palms expanded rapidly and turned into a black sun again.

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at the same time.

In Doris.

Inside the castle where witches gather.

"Aren't you going to challenge everyone at once?" The Corpse Witch held her chin with one hand and looked at the picture projected on the table. It was Akhtar easily killing heroes from all over the world, even though it looked very shocking.

However, if you look closely, you will find that those so-called heroes are a group of very weak guys, and they are probably not worthy of her attention.

"There has never been a rule to challenge everyone at once, right?" The Moon Witch breathed lazily, looking at Lu Wei who was sitting upright beside her, and asked in a calm voice, "Human, this is also your plan, right?"

"Yes." Lu Wei lowered her head respectfully and adjusted her breathing rhythm. Now she has to face the Death Witch, the Moon Witch, and the Corpse Witch at the same time. Naturally, she is a little psychologically stressed, but fortunately she can keep calm by switching personalities. .

“In order to ensure that Akhtar can successfully complete the ceremony, I chose to divide all the challengers, understand the challenger’s intelligence through registration, and roughly grade their strength, and then disperse the strong ones to different sessions to avoid Akhtar’s challenge. Hertar faced too many strong players at once.”

She asserted.

"I am sure that every challenge is within Akhtar's range."

"Lu Wei, you did a good job." The Witch of Death praised, and Lu Wei couldn't suppress the corners of her mouth that were about to turn up. She had to pick up the tea cup on the table and take a sip of tea in a disguised manner, even though her expression was obviously happy. It can't be concealed at all.

For most members of the Death Cult, the Death Witch is the god they believe in and can be praised by the god himself.

The sense of accomplishment is enough to make people forget all the hardships.

"There are so many challengers, and it seems that except for Adam, there is no one worth paying attention to." The Corpse Witch looked at the projection screen, and saw Akhtar repeatedly washing the ground with the condensed sun of the Sun of Death, and the strong one who barely survived The latter was also killed by Akhtar with a finishing blow.

There is no drama at all in such a battle.

"There is no way they can harm Akhtar now."

"If the Death Witch is willing to further grant the power of death, maybe Akhtar can conquer the gods." The Moon Witch concluded, "Unless the god's partner ends up, there is no chance of winning."

Although this conclusion is very outrageous, considering that Akhtar has transformed into a dragon, has the highest level of the Death Witch's favor, is wearing a full-level divine outfit, and has an almost precognitive fighting ability.

Anyone who actually faces Akhtar will feel the powerlessness and despair from the heart.

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"Ahhhh!!!" Ximu pinched a man in a suit with one hand, and the flames overflowing from his palm instantly engulfed him and turned him into ashes.

He turned his head and looked at an assassin in the distance holding a pair of swords with a frightened face, and smiled:

"You..." Before he could finish his words, the assassin wiped his neck decisively and committed suicide in front of him without even a moment's hesitation.

People in this world are not allowed to commit suicide, but for believers in the God of Assassination, suicide is particularly allowed. In order to prevent the leakage of information after the assassination fails, the God of Assassination allows believers to commit suicide.

Ximu's smile faded and he looked at the next group of challengers arriving, but after realizing that there were only a few of them, he showed a surprised expression.

His eyes locked on Adam among the people.

"Sorry, I used cheating to come here early." Adam pulled out the sword from his waist and smiled at Akhtar on the mountain, "If you continue to fight, I'm afraid no one else will survive except me. Come down."

Ximu asked with a smile: "Do you think you can survive?"

"Try it." Adam laughed and smiled gently at the people around him. "You don't need to participate in the next battle, as long as you protect your own safety."

"Wait, what are you talking about?" A girl with pink hair subconsciously grabbed Adam's wrist, "There is no way Akhtar can defeat it alone!"

"That's right." The man in heavy armor nodded in agreement, "We must..."

"No need." Adam waved his hand, "You just need to find a way to survive."

"Hey, don't be ungrateful!" A dwarf woman frowned, but saw that Adam had turned around and walked towards the top of the mountain.

What the hell is going on with this blond man.

then.

Several people witnessed an unprecedented miracle. With the desert island as the core, shadows of gods appeared around them. They seemed to be in the audience, bestowing favors from the gods on Adam in the duel arena.

"Adam, from now on you will be the darling of the sun. As long as you are under the sun, your power will be tripled."

"Adam, from now on you will be the darling of the moon. As long as you are under the moonlight, your power will be tripled."

"Adam, from now on you will be the darling of weapons, and no weapons in the world can harm your body."

"Adam, from now on you will be the favorite of poisons, and no poisons in the world can harm your body."

"Adam, from now on you will be the darling of fate. You can look back at the past, present and future. Nothing can deceive your eyes anymore."

"Adam, from now on you will be the darling of the earth. As long as you stand on the earth, your magic power will never run out."

"Adam, from now on you will be the darling of dreams, and you will never be disturbed by any illusions."

"Adam, from now on you will be the darling of ice and fire, and you will never be infected by fire or cold."

"Adam, from now on you will be the beloved of death, able to return from death three times."

"Adam, from now on you will be the darling of lies and will never be deceived by any lies."

"Adam, from now on you will be the beloved of justice, and the sharp blade in your hand will be able to attack all evil."

"Adam, from now on you will be the darling of victory, and failure will always be insulated from you." All kinds of shocking gifts are constantly being dropped, making people almost wonder if they are auditory hallucinations.

However, the blessings from the gods are real.

"Is that man the first human being?" The pink-haired girl came back to her senses and pointed at Adam's back with trembling fingers, "Isn't he already dead of old age?"

"Perhaps the gods pulled Adam out of the river of time?" the female dwarf replied subconsciously. Only now did she feel like she was truly witnessing history. This time, the battle between Akhtar and Adam might really be a competition. Make a name for yourself as the strongest.

No…think about it from another perspective.

"Run, or we will all die if we are affected!" She reacted and started running away with the hammer in hand.

Since Adam can be given so many gifts by the gods, it means that Akhtar is powerful beyond imagination. If they don't seize the time to escape, then all of them will die here, and there will be no possibility of survival.

"Wait for me!" The pink-haired girl hurriedly chased after him. Upon seeing this, the other people also hurriedly chased after him and fled to the edge of the deserted island in the blink of an eye.

As for why he didn't escape from the desert island, it was purely because the island had set a barrier and it was impossible to leave.

Otherwise they would have fled long ago.

"Is this too much?" Ximu grinned, and pieces of dragon scales appeared on his body. The black flames overflowing from the gaps between the dragon scales dyed his armor black, and his whole aura changed in an instant. Brutal and dangerous.

In response, Adam smiled:

"If I didn't do that, I had no chance of winning."

"Then don't let me down." Ximu raised the sword of death in his hand, and Adam also made a corresponding move.

When the eyes of both parties intersect, they launch an attack without hesitation.

"Boom!" The strong light flooded the deserted island, and the spreading shock wave tore through the trapped barrier. Several people on the edge of the barrier were burned to ashes in an instant.

"We can win!" Adam made an instant judgment. As long as he is on the earth now, he will not have to worry about the loss of magic power. Coupled with the resistance to ice and fire, he does not have to worry about damage from high and low temperatures. In addition, He also has eyes that can see into the past, present, and future, and the power to return from death three times.

This has elevated him to undefeated status.

"Really?" The knight wearing the burning black flame armor appeared like a ghost, and he slashed the sword of death in his hand without hesitation.

It was silent, and the angle was even more tricky.

"Qiang!" As if he had predicted it in advance, Adam waved his knight's sword to block the blow, and at the same time, he suddenly bent back, just in time to avoid the dragon's breath spit out by Akhtar's mouth.

And he took this opportunity to swing the knight's sword in his hand and slashed at Akhtar's neck.

Blood splattered.

Ximu took a few steps back and raised his hand to touch his cheek. Although the wound had completely recovered, his face was indeed injured by Adam.

"Akhtar, victory is on my side!" Adam put on an offensive stance and stared at Akhtar's figure. His eyes that could see through the future must be watched.

Regardless of any move, he can read the future nine seconds later, which means that any change of move is useless to him.

"Shengli is the one who stands by my side." Ximu laughed and rushed towards Adam.

Adam's eyes narrowed and he saw the future clearly, and his body began to move subconsciously. However, the future foreseen in his eyes soon disappeared.

What the hell is going on.

"I am the one that fate loves the most." Adam heard the laughter coming from behind him, and immediately felt a pain in his waist. He was blown away by the huge force, and his body was directly embedded in the mountaintop of the deserted island.

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At the same time.

Doris City.

In the Church of Fate.

"Hecate is indeed a witch." The Pope of Fate sighed slightly, and then explained to Suna beside him, "Akhtar's deeds are too legendary and too coincidental, so I have always suspected that Hecate has become a witch."

Suna: "..."

"You don't have the heart to listen to this now." The Pope of Fate sighed. She knew that what Suna was most concerned about now was the battle between Akhtar and Adam.

"Don't worry, Akhtar will be fine." She stretched out her hand on Suna's shoulder and smiled kindly.

"The group of witches behind the scenes will not allow Akhtar to die."

"Pope Granny." Suna finally came to her senses at this time and asked the Pope of Fate, "Is the meeting between Akhtar and me also arranged by the Witch of Fate?"

"The arrangement of fate is not important, it depends on your will." The Pope of Fate comforted her, "Just like people will definitely die, but everyone can give different meanings to their own death."

"Is Akhtar a chess piece for the Witch of Fate?" Suna's eyes lit up slightly. She shared the vision with the three goddesses of fate and could clearly see everything that happened on the battlefield, including the sweat on Akhtar and Adam's faces.

The Pope of Fate did not answer.

As for how the Witch of Fate viewed Akhtar, she had no way to give an accurate answer now. If the Witch of Fate was still Hecate in her mortal period, then she could clearly say that the Witch of Fate was very fond of Akhtar.

But if Hecate has become the Witch of Fate, then all the information she had obtained about Hecate in the past is meaningless.

No one can guarantee whether the information obtained is disguised by the Witch of Fate.

"The next step is to compete in skills." Ximu swung the Great Sword of Death, looked at Adam who came out of the mountain, and his eyes fell on the blood on Adam's side.

The sword could not hurt Adam, but the power given to the Great Sword of Death could cause penetrating damage to Adam.

"I don't think I have a chance of winning in a skill competition." Adam smiled gently and clapped his hands lightly, "So let's just compete in ability."

As soon as the words fell, the world changed, and the scenery from 70,000 years ago crossed the long river of time and descended to this moment.

That was the arrival of the Tree of All-Knowing.