The king is I, Diablo!

"In short, as long as I don't go to the Colosseum, the assassination team, and the Bugarati team will be fine?"

"Yes."

Moving the body repaired by Crazy Diamond, Dilo patted John on the shoulder.

"Also, don't be so scary when you repair it next time, I almost thought you were going to backstab."

"Next time I will pay attention."

John's face was still calm, while Valentine was also taking care of his golden curly hair on the side, without any intention of getting involved in the conversation between the two.

They were at John's house, or rather, the home of the 'Rolling Stone' original stand-in owner.

"So, why are you trying to prevent me from changing 'fate'?"

Dilo was not polite to John, and asked while eating the biscuits on the table.

He was very puzzled by this matter—you said you wanted to fight, and when you came up, you reported your stand-in ability, and stood in front of him in a fair manner, explaining the purpose of coming, no matter how you look at it, it is not that simple want to kill themselves.

And I said at the beginning that I knew I would not die, so I just wanted to send myself out of this world, which is one of the reasons why Dilo didn't make the final move.

Another reason is that he also knows that he can't kill him with only one arm left, and in the presence of Crazy Drill, it's basically free if he doesn't kill him, so he just goes straight to find the one who has been lying there The guy who played dead on the ground went.

"Do you know what 'fate' really is?"

John asked back, shaking his head when he saw Dilo nod.

"No, you don't know."

"You think you have changed your destiny, but the destiny you think of is just a drop in the ocean of destiny, like a glacier floating on the sea. The real horror lies not in the peaks floating above, but in the shadows buried below."

"I have been following the footsteps of fate since a long time ago, from trying to understand the laws of operation of everything, to following the footprints of human beings and observing history, until my death, I still failed to touch the corner of 'fate'."

"So you don't know what fate is?"

"No, although I haven't touched fate, I have roughly figured out what 'fate' looks like."

John's voice sank, and even the light in the room seemed a little dim.

"'Destiny' is like a river bed. The world we live in is a river. The river will continue to move forward along the river bed, and the river bed will protect the smooth operation of the river."

"As long as the river stays within the river bed, it will reach its destination smoothly. Once the river spreads out of the river bed, no one knows where it will flow. At that time, the whole world will go to the unknown, and it may lead to destruction."

Is it that scary...

"In other words, if I change the 'fate', it will lead to the destruction of the world?"

Di Luo thought that if this was the case, he could only say sorry to JO's family, because destroying the world is indeed more important than changing the plot.

After all, if the world is destroyed, then JO's family will definitely not be able to escape.

But John shook his head and looked at Dilo seriously.

"No, I hope you can change 'fate'."

"...?"

Dilo was even more confused, why did you want me to change my fate while fighting with me and talking about preventing me from changing my fate?Do you want me to destroy the world?

"A river is a river after all. No matter how wide it is, it will dry up one day. Before it dries up, we must find a new way out. I named it 'Water Source'."

"You are different, although I don't know why you are so special, but you can indeed change the 'destiny' that I still haven't figured out, and that's where the hope lies."

"...So, do you want me to change my fate or not to change my fate!"

Dilo was a little crazy. How can this kind of magic stick talk in a cloud of fog. I want to prevent you from changing your destiny for a while, and ask you to change your destiny for a while. What do you mean?

"Then why are you stopping me?"

"Because I want to prevent the destruction of the world."

"Then why do you want me to change my fate?"

"Because I want you to find a new 'water source'."

"I..."

Resisting the urge to swear, Dilo sighed inwardly as he looked at John's calm and genuine eyes.

Well, it's really brain-dead.

"Has anyone ever told you that you're stubborn?"

John froze for a moment, then nodded.

"An old friend said it a long time ago, but I haven't seen him since he went looking for 'Water'."

...you're such an honest man.

Dilo sighed, feeling a little tired, so he just lay on the sofa and chewed the delicious biscuit, not wanting to say another word to John.

"Would you two like a beer?"

Hearing that the conversation between the two seemed to be over, Valentine shook his hair in satisfaction, turned around, and sat next to Dilo.

It wasn't that he didn't want to participate in the conversation between the two of them just now, but it was obvious that what they were talking about was some relatively secret things, which were not suitable for him to listen to, so he simply went over there to do his hair by himself.

"I don't want to, I'm a good boy who doesn't smoke or drink."

Dilo waved his hand, but Valentine's squinting eyes greeted him.

"It's over 30, and you're still a child?"

"Haven't you heard a sentence? Men are children until they die. It's nothing more than the difference between a big boy and a little boy."

While speaking, Dilo turned his head to John and asked curiously.

"Where did you buy this biscuit? It's delicious."

John thought for a moment and pointed to the east.

"I bought it in a supermarket far away. It is said that it is a kind of biscuit that is especially popular in China, so I bought it and planned to try it."

"what is it call."

"Dried earthworms."

"...Damn it!"

Dilo was so frightened that he threw out the biscuit in his hand. At the same time, he felt countless writhing crimson long strips of creatures in his stomach. He immediately stood up from the sofa and rushed to the toilet.

"What's up with him?"

John looked suspiciously at Dilo, who rushed out quickly, his eyes full of doubts.

Obviously this biscuit tastes very good...

Valentine also took a biscuit and put it in his mouth, tasted the taste and nodded.

"Who knows, maybe it's because I ate too much and felt sick."

While the two were talking, Di Luo had already vomited back, and walked towards the two with pale steps, his face pale.

"I will never eat... what?"

Dilo was walking when he felt something in his hand, and John's face became strange.

and many more...

Feeling the cold and rough touch, Dilo's face turned pale again.

No way...

But it will.

Dilo lowered his head, and the rolling stone covered with his dead face was lying quietly on the ground, the height just touched his hand.

"John, you're scheming—hiccup."

Dilo fell down and didn't know how this thing escaped his own 'inscription' until his death.

It's just that after Dilo's death, John also looked confused. He remembered that he had put away the 'Rolling Stone', but...

"Has his 'curse' flared up again? Leave him alone, just let him die as long as possible."

"...Is that so?"