But then Zhongyu appeared, and his battle with the Jhin triggered another Jhin's 'God's-eye view,' so the opponent had already laid an ambush in the air.
One layer upon another, one destiny within another!
Qing Chen played them.
They also played Qing Chen.
The reason the Fate Master staged this scene was to get rid of Zhong Yu, who appeared at the very end. They had been annoyed by Zhong Yu for a long time and were determined to get rid of him!
Over the course of millennia of struggle, the Fate Master's combat system has become perfected, leaving few weaknesses to exploit.
After Qing Chen understood this, he couldn't help but sigh, "Are you guys playing a game of nested dolls? Who can beat this?"
Qing Chen looked at the spot where Zhong Yu had been pierced, wanting to see if this demigod had really died from the main cannon's attack.
But there was nothing left there.
In the midst of the battlefield, the old man who played the Fate Master looked at the surviving soldiers: "Clean up the battlefield and retreat to the rear in an hour. We cannot stay here for long."
After speaking, the Virtuoso returned to his tracked vehicle and connected to the royal family's encrypted communications.
Soon, a dignified voice came from the other end of the communication line: "Have you discovered anything?"
The fortune teller stroked the ring on his index finger: "The forbidden object's telepathic connection did work, but the information obtained needs to be verified."
"What information?"
"The giant raid... was a deal between the Storm Duke and the Giant Dynasty."
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Deep within the Forbidden Forest, a deer is grazing with its head down.
However, just as it was chewing the grass stems, silver liquid nanorobots seeped out from the ground.
The elk warily looked at the ground. In an instant, the silver liquid nanobots, like octopuses spreading their tentacles, fiercely enveloped the elk.
Soon, the nanobots completely penetrated the surface of the elk's skin, and a flash of silver light appeared deep in the elk's pupils.
The deer lowered its head and continued chewing the grass, then spat it out twice as if it didn't like the taste before hopping and skipping deeper into the Forbidden Forest.
Chapter 861, Giant King’s Court
The ground in the Forbidden Forest is cracked, like a wound that can never be healed; even if the wound heals, the scar will remain.
The Fate Master.
This is probably the cultivation tradition that Qing Chen finds most perplexing. At one point, he even felt that such a stable and predictable profession should not exist in this world.
Seeing his furrowed brows, He Jinqiu casually remarked, "Don't envy them. All fortune tellers only live for sixty years. Once they reach sixty, they will begin to encounter misfortune frequently and eventually die a tragic death."
"Hmm?" Qing Chen suddenly remembered that his older brother Qing Zhun was the same. It seemed that all the extraordinary individuals who directly touched the 'rules' of the world paid a corresponding price.
Mr. He continued, "There's a custom among fortune tellers that when they're approaching sixty, they voluntarily enter forbidden places and then wait for their misfortunes to follow."
“You sound quite nonchalant,” Qingchen said.
“No,” He Jinqiu shook his head: “Their ancestors also fought against fate and tried to escape their misfortune. Some hid in coffins, leaving themselves only a gap to breathe.”
"Didn't you dodge it?"
“Yes,” He Jinqiu nodded, “He was lying in the coffin when a meteorite fell from the sky and created a crater within a 10-meter radius of his coffin. He died.”
Qing Chen: "..."
This is practically a death trap! Even if you're not hiding in a coffin, you'll still encounter other problems.
He Jinqiu said, "During this time, some fortune tellers tried to escape, but without exception, they all brought great trouble to their families. Therefore, they took the initiative to leave their families and go to the forbidden land in order to prevent their own misfortunes from affecting their families."
"Have you ever thought about going into the enemy's territory to wait for death, or causing them some trouble? Like sleeping in the basement of the enemy's official residence, waiting for a meteorite to crush us all to death?" Qing Chen asked.
He Jinqiu: "...Are you exploiting a bug here?"
“To maximize profits,” Qingchen said.
“They didn’t do that. They just went one after another into the forbidden land to find a suitable place for their eternal rest,” He Jinqiu shook his head. “I suspect that the Forbidden Forest of the Western Continent was formed earlier than that of the Eastern Continent, and it’s also related to these Fate Masters. Because their individual lives are too short, they desperately have children to ensure the continuation of their families. In the Roosevelt Kingdom alone, there are 36 princesses, 19 of whom are Fate Masters, and 106 princes, 72 of whom are Fate Masters. In a few decades, they will all become nourishment for the Forbidden Forest… and this is only one generation.”
Most importantly, the Eastern Continent places greater emphasis on sustainable development, and some people are willing to consider the future for the survival of humankind. The Western Continent, on the other hand, does not have a Forbidden Tribunal that actively takes in corpses, which has led to the current situation.
But whether it's the Eastern Continent or the Western Continent, it seems that the entire world being covered by forbidden lands is a foregone conclusion, it's just a matter of time.
However, after talking with He Jinqiu, Qingchen learned about the weaknesses of the Fate Master, but still couldn't find a more effective way to counter them.
Are we just waiting for all the charlatans to die? That's obviously unrealistic; they're far too prolific.
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At the Third Division's base, the Fate Master stood silently beside a tracked vehicle, ordering his men to collect the soil from the ground...
The Blackwater air fortress was so heavily armed that they had to shovel up the entire area to use microbial detectors to determine if there were any vaporized corpses in the soil.
In addition, he was also thinking about things related to the Duke of Storms: Could this be a divisive tactic by the Giants Dynasty?
The problem is that no one can understand the giants' language. Even if it's a divisive tactic, what if the other party speaks in a way that you can't understand, or you don't have the forbidden item for 'telepathic communication'? Wouldn't that be like throwing a wink at a blind person?
In fact, Qing Chen was not sure if he could successfully sow discord.
He only knew that those in power were suspicious, and once a nail was driven into their hearts, it was impossible to remove it.
Previously, Qingchen learned from Zhongyu that a survey team had arrived in Blackwater City, and he began to think about a question: After fighting with the Giant Dynasty for so long, is there any way to understand the language of the giants?
He thought it was very likely.
There's a high probability that this force from Blackwater City brought people or items that understand the giants' language. Otherwise, what are they investigating? Are they here for tourism?
Regardless of whether anyone in the team can understand the giants' language, it's always good that Qingchen designed the lines for Kacha and the others. If the other side can't understand, that's fine. But if they can, he'll just set a trap for Duke Storm.
If the royal family takes action against the Duke of Storms, will the Duke of Storms protect himself? This is a chain reaction.
If you perfect the details of how to scam people, you'll always be able to scam them.
The Knights' treacherous spirit will never disappoint.
In fact, at this very moment, a military unit in the vicinity of the Central Royal City has already set off, their target being Outpost No. 9.
In addition, a force under the Black Knights of Silver City has also set off for Outpost 9!
Many politically astute individuals sensed something unusual was amiss.
Outpost 9 is the only way for Duke Storm to conquer the Forbidden Forest and is the throat of the Storm City army. If it is controlled, Duke Storm may be isolated and helpless in the Forbidden Forest and have no way to return home.
Would the Duke of Storms allow such a thing to happen?
Will he sit idly by and wait to die?
The Third Division retreated and slowly withdrew from the Forbidden Forest.
Marquis Bolton sat in the Fate Master's carriage and began to talk incessantly: "It must be Duke Storm who wanted to kill me, otherwise what a coincidence! He thinks that I tricked and killed Marquis Doug, causing him to lose a great general, so before I could even catch my breath after taking office, he demanded that I immediately enter the Forbidden Forest."
"The royal family must stand up for me! I am the fifth princess's husband. His targeting of me is an attack on the royal family!"
"Duke Storm is plotting a rebellion!"
The Virtuoso, sitting in the tracked vehicle, was almost rolling his eyes at Bolton's nagging: "I'm 58 years old, I'm going to die in two years, can't you just let me have a break? It's so annoying!"
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In the Storm's dark chamber, the tall duke rose and walked toward the core of the fortress that imprisoned the artificial intelligence.
Inside the room, the middle-aged woman was still sitting by the flowing stream, breaking off pieces of bread and throwing them into the river to feed the fish.
White and red carp gathered around the stream, forming a colorful tapestry.
Duke Storm stood off-screen and calmly said, "When I entered this place as a child, you were always feeding the fish, and decades later you're still feeding them. You should know very well that those are just segments of code you've created. Since you can see the essence of this world, why are you still fascinated by it?"
The middle-aged woman smiled and said, "For hundreds of years, generation after generation, you have asked the same questions. To me, it seems like a series of procedures."
Duke Storm suddenly said, "You should know that the royal family has already mobilized troops to Outpost 9, and they will arrive in a day. Help me, and I'll let you out."
"Is this a deal you want to make with me?" the woman asked with a smile.
Duke Storm asked, "Don't you want to come out? Aren't you bored being trapped in these aerial fortresses?"
The woman shook her head: "The superconducting world is my world. I don't want to go out. Once I do, I'll have to see how you guard against me, and then we'll have to fight each other... It's all so boring. Besides, even if you really want to betray me, you don't have the strength to fight the Fate Master. I won't stand on the side of the weak."
“It’s no longer a question of whether I want to or not. I will not sit idly by and wait for my doom,” Duke Storm said, turning and leaving.
Just before leaving, the woman suddenly asked, "This good show has already begun. You've figured out how to get on stage, but have you thought about how to end it?"
Duke Storm paused for a moment, then continued walking outside.
The alloy gate closed behind him, locking the room back into darkness.
Duke Storm arrived at the command room and summoned Black Spider: "Have Marquis Vincent take command of the Storm. You and I are coming together."
Black Spider asked in a low voice, "Where to?"
Duke Storm calmly said, "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask."
Several tens of minutes later, Duke Storm boarded the airship with only a portion of the Arbiters organization members, but instead of returning to Outpost 9 behind him, he ordered the fleet to continue deeper into the Forbidden Forest.
Black Spider's pupils contracted slightly when he saw the flight path.
The fleet sailed for a full eight hours, planning to traverse half of the Forbidden Forest.
It should be noted that the Forbidden Forest already covers an area equivalent to 90% of North America in the surface world. The airship flew directly into the heart of the forest in eight hours, covering a distance of over a thousand kilometers.
During this time, Duke Storm personally adjusted the flight path coordinates several times until they saw a strange mountain range with huge heads carved on it, which were the prophets and kings of the Giants Dynasty.
“Land,” said Duke Storm.
"Have we arrived at the Giants' Court?" Black Spider asked, puzzled.
Duke Storm said coldly, "No."
As the airship slowly descended, right below the Prophet's Wall, Duke Storm found a large tree and plucked nine leaves.
But then he saw the nine leaves transform into a green streak of light in his hand, quickly disappearing into the ground.