The gray sky without any bright colors suddenly began to snow heavily without any warning.

The color of the snow contrasts perfectly with the sky.

Pale, cold, chaotic, accompanied by the whistling wind, it does not generate much enthusiasm and reverie in people.

However, the new knight passing by still raised his head. He brushed off the snowflakes that had just fallen on his shoulders with his hand in confusion.

The cold touch from his fingertips made him wonder if he was in a dream.

After all, for this "prison" that is evergreen all year round, snow is a "foreign object" that is as impossible to appear here as the aurora.

Before he could be too surprised, a loud noise suddenly came from behind him.

With the fierce wind and dust that followed, he finally opened his eyes. Then, he saw two figures.

On the cracked ground, the Demon King supported his body with one hand.

She raised her head and looked upward, only to see another figure floating in the air.

"The use of flying skills should be restricted in this area. How did you do it?" There was a hint of excitement and curiosity in her voice.

In her knowledge, there should be no special person like Wang He. But in her heart, she had another idea.

The next moment, the hanging man replied to her in a slightly mysterious tone: "It's not a 'region', it's a 'world'."

As Wang He finished speaking, the pure white light wings behind him gradually dispersed, and his whole body fell gently to the ground like a feather.

The new knight was stunned when he saw this scene.

Then, he rubbed his eyes again and looked at Wang He as if he wanted to confirm something.

Although the man was the same gray-white color as them, for some reason, he seemed to have a color that was as dazzling as the lord but purer.

Wang He glanced at the dull newcomer knight and strode towards him nonchalantly, while saying: "Close your eyes, and you will soon forget what just happened, because you and I have never been together from the beginning to the end.

Meet again."

After Wang He finished speaking, he made a gesture, and a sound like breaking glass suddenly sounded in the new knight's mind.

Immediately, the new knight began to feel a little dizzy, his eyelids became extremely heavy, and then he collapsed to the ground the next moment.

The Demon King watched all this with great interest, but said nothing. She just quickly kept up with Wang He, whose pace became faster and faster.

Under her careful observation, she found that Wang He's empty hands seemed to be holding an invisible weapon.

Whenever he encounters approaching pursuers, Wang He will deal with them in a similar way.

He is like a senior spell caster, and every plain word he speaks is like the most profound incantation in spiritual spells, which is extremely magical.

Without exception, the knights were all affected by this special spell. Even a high-level court mage who was suspected to be watching here was knocked to the ground by Wang He's words.

There seems to be no limit to the number of times this strange spell can be cast, and there are no harsh conditions. In the eyes of the Demon King, this is definitely against the "rules".

However, she didn't go into details and just followed Wang He all the way north. Soon, Wang He and the others arrived at the edge of the castle - the city gate.

Upon entering, the originally extremely heavy wooden door opened a gap for some unknown reason.

Wang He looked around and found no knights or guards.

This prison seems to have lost the basic conditions for holding prisoners.

Especially the gap where the outside passage can be clearly seen, it seems to be calling them to go out as soon as possible.

In the heavy snow, Wang He observed and thought for a moment, then stopped.

He exhaled a white breath and suddenly leaned against the city wall parallel to the gate, as if waiting for something.

Suddenly, he said to the red devil: "Now, there are only two of us here. I have a question: Do you think there is any difference between this world and the world you have seen before?"

The Demon King didn't know Wang He's intention, so after thinking for a moment, he imitated Wang He and leaned on the city wall, but he sat down instead, as if this behavior could make her feel more relaxed.

She looked at the snowflakes in the sky, stretched, and replied: "Difference? There is no difference. To me, everything is the same."

Wang He looked at the sky and then asked: "Why? Because it doesn't look real compared to your native world?"

The Demon King was stunned for a moment, as if he was guessing Wang He's intention. After thinking for a long time, the questions dropped a lot, and then he slowly replied: "...How should I put it? In this world, I can feel the temperature, feel the pain, and feel the pain.

To be hungry, to have language, to express my thoughts accurately. As you can see, I do exist here. Can you understand this? "

"Yes, I can prove it." Wang He showed a kind smile.

"However, this is not your world after all, and maybe you are not the real you now, right? The name 'Demon King' should be your profession and the responsibilities you should bear when you are summoned here." Wang He

His expression became a little more serious.

The Demon King looked at Wang He's eyes carefully, as if he was recalling something. After a long while, he sighed and replied: "I don't want to hide anything from you... The Demon King is the product of the rules that give the world destruction. It has no other

A name, and no other name is needed. It is not an individual, nor is it a certain type of group. Just as you guessed, I came here to complete a task that is consistent with the rules of the Demon King."

"The world needs it, so I came here. That's all I can say. How about it? As a resident of this world, do you want to kill me immediately?" She showed an extremely cruel smile.

After Wang He listened, his expression did not change at all, and he simply shook his head.

"Thank you for your information. I just wanted to verify the issue just now. Our cooperative relationship has not stopped yet."

"Based on the information you provided, now I think I have figured out an important clue about this castle."

"When you and I came to this world, the voices we heard were different. You need to take Ivan away from the castle. That should be the result based on the distribution of responsibilities you have."

"The so-called destiny is a collection of desires, dreams and wishes. The destruction pursued by the 'Devil King' can only be effectively achieved by taking that 'Ivan' away from here. This is the result of the previous eagle-headed beast Mele

What you call, the power of destiny.”

"Destiny does not rely on brute force to influence the current situation, but chooses the future through choice. This is the idea that the gods to whom the law of destiny belongs should hold."

Perceiving the extremely strong, substantial and approaching aura of the law of destiny that filled the surroundings, Wang He knew very clearly:

In this world, what exists as the foundation is something called "Godhead" that condenses the principles of law.

As a "successor" who can use many abilities, the moment Wang He saw 'Ivan' here, he felt the immense power of law in her.

He knows very well:

That was not a girl who was simply teased by fate. What appeared in front of him was the true form of a god who possesses divine status and is truly in charge of destiny—Ivan.

She did not fall into the so-called chaos, but used her skills and the role of "Lophis" to personally select Wang He and his group of entrants from the beginning.
Chapter completed!