Shadow trail of the beautiful world

Chapter 345 26. The second half of the game

It's still that unknown place, it's still the star-studded gambling table, it's still a group of circular onlookers, and it's still the people sitting on both sides of the gaming table.

This was the scene of the gamble. The moment Gatler volunteered to join Merlin's hunting operation, the gamble that had dragged on for a long time was finally activated again.

It's like the footsteps of fate, pushing the story to the next node.

"Snapped"

A phantom like a goddess of dawn shattered over the gaming table, representing the end of a story thrown by the fate bone dice.

"clap clap"

Overlord Saber, who was leaning on the chair, clapped his hands for a moment. He looked at the expressionless Grim Reaper wearing a black blindfold on the opposite side of the gaming table, and said:

"As expected of the 'Light of Rebellion', what a drastic drastic move... All of the foreshadowing that I had carefully prepared was abolished. It seems that the Hydra line is meaningless. The addition of a double-faced agent makes this story change. Got bored."

"Just luck."

Faced with the opponent's praise, Death said indifferently and calmly:

"Merlin only cracked the first link. The main body of that organization is still hidden in the shadows, and it still poses a threat."

"If the first ring is discovered, those open and dark arrows behind will not be a threat."

The Overlord looked at the scene of Merlin and Gartler playing Quint that appeared beside him, and he said with some regret:

"It's like a beast that has sensed a threat. It will only be more vigilant when it moves forward, and it has a greater chance of avoiding those well-prepared traps. But it doesn't really matter."

He stretched out his finger, stroked the air next to him lightly, then took out two cigars from the crack in the air, threw one to Tyrion, the god of death opposite, and in the rising smoke, He said slowly:

"It's just a line of exposure. Our lovely little Merlin is still in crisis. Given enough time, he may be able to see through these crises. But unfortunately, I seriously doubt how much time is left for him?"

While talking, he turned his head to look at Gao Tianzun, who presided over the game, and asked:

"Dear referee, tell us, how many rounds are we left from the end of the story?"

Gao Tianzun looked at the luxury counter condensed with bones, gems, crystals and light, and he said to the Overlord and the Grim Reaper:

"The first round was devil and luck."

"The second round was Night with Partners, and it was abolished midway."

"The third round is strife and rebellion."

"The next round will be the fourth round, and the total number of stories is 7 rounds..."

Gao Tianzun explained to the two gamblers and the surrounding bystanders in detail:

"Although there are 7 rounds of the game, what you two need to pay attention to is that the last round is the 'fate' round. In that round, all the factors you have planted in the entire gambling game will explode together. The two, together with us Inside, none of them can interfere with the story and direction of the final round."

"Merlin's ending, as well as the ending of this bet, will be truly revealed in the final round."

"Therefore, there are only 3 dice rolls left for the two to intervene."

Gao Tianzun coughed lightly. He stretched out his hand and took out a key that was overflowing with light from the box at hand. He said to everyone in front of him:

"Now the story has entered the middle game, which means that the high-level power that has been sealed before will join the context of this story."

"Kama Taj, Rock of Eternity, Seven Hell Lords, Asgard, Seven Lanterns, etc..."

"Therefore, what I want to remind you two is..."

Gao Tianzun raised the key in his hand, as if inserting it into an invisible door, and said in a strange tone:

"Pray for your good luck. The addition of advanced powers will make this game more exciting and dangerous... Once your luck is unlucky, our little friend Merlin may die in the story."

"You have to know that once he dies, it means an embarrassing draw. It means that we have to choose another 'lucky guy' from the two hometowns and start a new game. ..”

"That's not what we want to see, is it?"

"Your nonsense is getting more and more!"

Overlord said with a grim expression:

"Hurry up and open the damn lock, and prepare for the next round of dice roll."

"I think Your Excellency Saibo is right."

Death also spoke:

"As a referee, Your Excellency Gao Tianzun, you seem to be a little too immersed in your own performance. This is very unprofessional."

"Alright alright."

Gao Tianzun rubbed his hands, twisted the key in the air, and amidst the sound of mechanical collisions, he said in a deep voice:

"I'm just a little bit excited...you have to understand, I'm a real gambler, I'm eager to see the moment when all the cards are up, I'm eager to see the carnival of victory and the lament of failure, I'm eager to see To the favor and rejection of fate..."

"In a gamble, there is always a winner..."

"Let's see who the final winner is! Hahahaha."

Amid Gao Tianzun's laughter, the key in his hand was completely shattered at this moment, and streamers of various colors rushed from his palm to the stars behind him.

On the top of the snow-capped mountains in Nepal, which Meilin has been searching hard for, among the falling snow that is flying all over the sky, deep bells ring in this cold night.

Hundreds of secret mages, wearing only thin crimson robes, with different skin colors, but each one was full of vigor and vitality, stood in the crowd under the leadership of several elders in the cold night. On top of the snow-covered mountain stream platform.

In front of their eyes, on top of the towering quaint buildings, amidst the sound of the blowing cornice wind chimes, a cumbersome, complex, super-large dharma seal composed of golden sparks illuminates the night, just like a mountain on the top of the mountain. Like a lamp.

A slender figure slowly walked out of the vortex-shaped portal composed of golden sparks.

She held a wooden staff in her hand, wore a yellow hooded robe, and hung a simple pendant decorated with bronze and precious stones around her neck.

She walked in the heavy snow, but not a single snowflake fell on her.

Even Luoxue, the manifestation of the power of nature, seems to be in awe of this person who has returned from the distant sea of ​​time.

She walked to the edge of the building and looked down. All the secret mages in this sanctuary named Kama Taj all bowed down at this moment, facing the owner of this place, Looking at the guardian of this world and dimension, salute to the most powerful Supreme Mage.

"I am back..."

She was saying hello to her hometown, and her hometown was responding to her. At this moment, it seemed that the whole world came alive.

The wind stopped, the snow stopped, and the brightest starlight shone on her.

This is the world's welcome to the supreme mage, Ms. Gu Yi.

The supreme mage stretched out her hand, and a most perfect hexagonal snowflake fell into her hand like a white jade. With the cold wind blowing, her hood was gently blown off, revealing the hood under the hood. Peaceful, beautiful face, and a... well, slightly weird, bald head.

The snowflake melted in the hands of the Supreme Mage who had returned from her travels, and it seemed to tell the guardian everything that happened during her absence.

The Supreme Mage raised her head and looked at the starry sky above her head. She said softly:

"The Kree attacked this world, are they using this way...to provoke me?"

The supreme mage opened her fingers, and a cyan magic power gathered into a vivid light spot. She looked at the light spot and said:

"Go to Harrah... take my message."

"Say to Supreme Intelligence, I, need an explanation."

"Swish"

The moment she waved her hand, the cyan light spot was like a green lightning flash, flashing across the night sky, as if illuminating half of the world under the night.

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At the same time that the Supreme Mage returned, in an ancient galaxy in the center of the stars, within a boulder suspended in the endless night, a deep voice also sounded.

"boom"

A distant echo resounded in the temple within the rock, and along with this echo, there was an old wizard sitting on a stone throne who had just opened his eyes.

He was very old, and his gray beard fell almost to the ground.

He is wearing a red robe with a yellow lightning bolt in the center of the robe.

He was leaning on a staff that looked like a tree and a rock. He lifted the staff a little weakly and tapped it on the ground, as if performing a ceremony.

At the moment when the 7 echoes fell, the temple in the darkness was also illuminated by blue magic light.

The aging wizard looked to his side, there were 6 vacant stone thrones on his left and right, but there was no one on those thrones.

There should be a group here, but now, he is the only one left.

He raised his head and looked to the other side of the temple. In the stone grids, there were various collections, including living, dead, statues, and magic items sealed on the stone platform. .

"Magic pupils, meditation mite, and those doors..."

The old wizard leaned weakly on the back of the throne, and he said:

"It's all there, everything is there...except for the inheritors... there are no inheritors."

"Swish"

The old wizard raised his hand, and at the entrance of the temple opposite him, a mass of dark red vortex energy spun rapidly, like a reopened door.

"come on."

"People who are obsessed and lucky..."

"Come and gain the power of the gods."

"The Rock of Eternity..."

"There must be one... Shazam!"

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"bang"

On a magnificent and fairyland-like planet outside the solar system, in the largest and most magnificent golden palace on that planet, a royal warrior in armor and holding a spear rushed into the palace of the king of gods middle.

In the eyes of countless royal guards, the messenger took off his helmet, hugged it in his arms, knelt down on one knee, and said to Odin, the king of the gods in Asgard and the Nine Kingdoms, sitting on the throne of the Golden Palace arrive:

"Great Odin, we have just detected familiar energy fluctuations."

"The Supreme Mage has returned to Midgard, and the Rock of Eternity, which has been dusty for hundreds of years, has been opened again!"

"The Seven Lords of Hell held another round of twilight meetings, and the monitors of the Seven Lantern Corps also turned their attention to this starry sky again."

"The decisive battle between the Cree and the Skrull was forcibly terminated by Emperor Shia's Imperial Guard, and the Nova Legion's plan to take the opportunity to regain the border failed."

The sudden news one after another was uttered by the messenger in the hall of the Golden Palace. In Odin's court, the ministers and generals had different expressions, but any wise person can see from the news one by one. Come out, something is going to happen.

Among these seemingly loose and unconnected incidents, there seemed to be some secrets that they could not break.

And at the top of the Golden Palace, Odin, who was sitting on the throne of the gods, was a little tired.

Even from the perspective of the Asgardians, the king of the gods is a bit too old. The most exciting years of his life have passed, and no matter how powerful a warrior is, he will grow old one day.

Odin, leaning on the throne, was leaning on his legendary artifact, Gungnir, the Spear of Judgment. He didn't pay attention to the news brought back by the messenger.

He is thinking about something important.

That is the question of the succession to the throne of Asgard.

Fortunately, Odin had many heirs in his life.

Unfortunately, the only ones who are still around are the brothers Thor and Loki.

Fortunately, the inheritance of Asgard has determined that the throne will be inherited by the best prince.

Unfortunately, both of Odin's sons were excellent.

For a talented king, having two excellent sons is even more terrifying than having no heirs...

Odin doesn't want to see his sons fight each other with swords, but so far, he hasn't thought of a perfect way.

"Your Majesty? Your Majesty!"

Queen Frigga, who was standing beside Odin, noticed that her husband was distracted. She reminded Odin in a low voice that the king of gods would wake up in the next moment. When he raised his head, he saw that everyone in the court was Watching him, as if waiting for him to make a decision.

"Well, I see."

Odin, who was blind in one eye in the ancient war, whispered:

"Keep watching, don't get involved. Tell Heimdall not to miss any leads related to Asgard...A time of change is coming, and we must tread carefully."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The orderly retreated respectfully, while the king of gods stood up. Under his gaze, two ravens almost flew into the Golden Temple and landed on his throne.

Two ravens were chirping and saying something to Odin. These are Mu Ning and Hu Jin, Odin's pets, his eyes to observe the world and the stars, and even his best messengers.

After hearing the news brought back by the raven, the king of the gods showed a smile on his face. He leaned on his Judgment Spear and said to the generals and ministers in front of him:

"Everyone, my son Thor has just sent back the good news that the fleet of star predators trying to invade us has been completely wiped out. My son is not ashamed of his blood, and he has won us an unprecedented victory!"

"In addition, my youngest son Loki has just used his wisdom to quell the disputes among several city-states in Alfheim, bringing peace to the Nine Kingdoms once again."

"Hail, hail the brave and wise son of Odin!"

(End of this chapter)