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Chapter five hundred and twentieth eight different believers

Originally, he wanted to write that he successfully destroyed everything without paying much death.

But this is a very small probability event that can be imagined with your feet, almost impossible...

Even the third-rate writer edited such a plot, so he finally chose the description of the word "severe".

Heavy casualties...but at least not the entire army was wiped out.

After writing, Locks' appearance became visible to the naked eye, like an old man stepping into the grave with half his foot.

"Knowledge makes people younger."

After the words came to his voice, he straightened his back again, and his body returned to youth, but the dusk aura in his eyes could not be concealed.

This forced life-sustaining method requires high enough attainments in "biological genes", "spirits" and "mystics" to achieve complete recovery.

otherwise...

It’s just taking the life of the future and continuing your current life.

"What is this thing?"

Haiyan didn't see anything he wrote about him before, and he was still very curious about this item.

Because after the battle, the enemy's battlefield reaction has been very slow, and it seems that it is thanks to this thing.

"Haha, a piece of thing obtained from members of the 'Yellow Clothes Praise of the Church' is called 'The Remnant of Destiny'..."

Locks took a strong sip of smoke and said while vomiting, "These guys like to edit various 'opera's', 'drama' and other things behind the scenes, and their abilities are also related to 'fate'...

“They are very mysterious, and even our great Lords know very little about them.

"Many times, if your strength is not strong enough and you can't even find out, your destiny is secretly tampered with and guided...

"Of course, this kind of tampering must be reasonable and meticulous to a certain extent, otherwise the more unreasonable it is, the more unpredictable it will be.

"In addition, if such abnormal behavior is noticed by the other party, it can also break the 'established' fate..."

As if he had thought of something, Locks hesitated for a moment: "However, when we were in contact with these people before, we found...

"'Yellow Clothes Praise the Church' seems to be closely related to the 'Sleeper', that is, the 'God of Death'...

"No, it can't even be said to be close, some evidence suggests that the members of the "Yellow Clothes Praise the Church" may have many members who believe in "Death"...

"Not all, at least a large part of it is, but not many believe in the 'Lord of Yellow'...

"Well, at least based on the information we have collected so far, there are very few..."

When he was talking, Haiyan didn't interrupt. He couldn't understand things like "Death" and "Yellow Clothes Praise the Church"...

But he knew that Locks was not for himself, but for Mr. Collin.

Haiyan had vaguely heard it before, and Mr. Colin seemed to be looking for some relevant information.

A few minutes later, when Locks finished speaking, Haiyan was silent for a moment, and sincerely said to this guy who was also an outsider to him, "Thank you."

Locks threw away the only cigarette holder left in his hand, waved his hand, and said nothing more.

However, just as he was about to put away the "Destiny Chapter", Locks was stunned and looked at the handwriting on the leather scroll with disbelief...

The font he wrote in the end, from "Successfully destroyed that position" to "This change was successful", all disappeared little by little.

Until he paid attention, it had become extremely blurred and dissolved little by little like snow.

"What's going on?"

In the past, this situation often means that it directly involved Gao Wei's life, so the essence of "Destiny Remnant Chapter" seeking profit and avoiding harm will automatically eliminate the corresponding writing...

This means...

Rocks' face suddenly became gloomy, making his face lose half of his face become even more ferocious.

There is something horrible to participate in it.

So much so that it can no longer interfere...

Haiyan also noticed his abnormality and immediately asked: "What happened?"

“…The 'fate' I wrote cannot be true.”

Locks said with a frown.

After thinking about it, there are only two possibilities for this situation, that is, either because of a certain special existence, everything is unknown and no one knows what will happen in the end.

Or it is, it is completely failed and there is no chance of turning the tables...

It is like, if a person faces an army of hundreds of thousands and only writes that he is "lucky" to escape smoothly through various means, it is possible.

However, if he is alone facing hundreds of thousands of troops, he will kill all the enemies when his strength is obviously insufficient...

The "Destiny of Destiny" will also eliminate the writing, thinking that the writer is simply bragging and things will never happen.

And now, each of these two situations is not a good thing for them...

Upon hearing this, Haiyan shook her head and disregarded: "You are too superstitious about 'fate'. There is one of my doctrines, 'man is conquering nature', which means that everyone has the opportunity to change their own destiny.

“For example, after I believed in the Lord, I got such an opportunity.

"If fate really cannot be changed, then I am just an ignorant who only bullies the weak and fears the strong."

I basically changed your fate... Locks twitched his eyes, but he didn't say this.

After Haiyan said this, he felt much more relaxed...

Not knowing what he thought of, he glanced at Haiyan, and at least half of this guy who knew he had cultivated himself, and felt a little moved.

Just a few days ago, this was just a guy as ordinary as him, and he was ordinary in the clan.

But now, there are also opportunities to determine some key factors.

"Anyway, I'll pray, what about you?"

"Me too."

Then, the two turned around tacitly and turned their backs to each other.

Locks took out some ritual items from the gray robe and placed them on the ground, saying, "Friend, would you be afraid if you knew you were heading for a deadly road?"

"Fear,"

Like a seagull, he took out a golden mark on the sun and a candle, "But he had to go, in order for the tribes to have a better tomorrow, in order to have enough food and dignity, someone must sacrifice...

"This is what our Lord does, and what we are going to do."

"Haha." Locks responded with a smile, then took a deep breath, kneeling before the simple ceremony in a pious manner.
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