After listening to the Gamma Epic, Li Yue imagined how many demons or humans would become new gods, such as the old goat occupying the Sky Spine, or Jesse taking over the Vow Scale.
But no matter what, Li Yue never thought where Destiny Dice would go.
"I'm fine..." Destiny Dice turned its body, as if it was covered with a layer of starry sky gauze.
"As long as I realize this destiny, I will become a new god?" The change of the die face of the destiny die.
"Are you sure?" Seeing the fate dice put a question mark on the writing, Li Yue was not sure again.
"I'm not sure, it's so nihilistic..." The fate dice involved lines like a sea, and it was impossible to tell where they were pointing.
"What were you thinking about just now?" Destiny Dice seemed to be grabbing a life-saving straw, dragging the shadow demon that Li Yue had transformed into.
"I didn't think about anything. I was thinking about the contestants of the Centennial Slaughter Cup..." Li Yue came to the Colosseum. He originally wanted to discuss with Acheng how to bring in the power of the old goat and destroy it together, but he didn't
I thought about meeting the fate dice.
"It's fate that makes us imagine that what you are pursuing is an impossible thread." The fate dice spins in circles happily, "Only the impossible thread can give me the possibility of becoming a new god!"
"Who is your god?" After being seen by Shi Wen, Li Yue thought that he had a certain understanding of them outside the world and could not remember any of them being related to fate.
"Is nothing wrong with him?" The bloodshot eyes outside Acheng's eyes turned into question marks, connecting together.
"What are the arrangements?"
Ying'er knew why this transformed shadow demon was posing.
The Hundred Years Slaughter Cup is a carnival for the entire continent. Without a few of the Devil's Sons, it will always seem lackluster.
"I understand." Ding Jian ended his memory.
When Li Yue set his goal to help the old goat, Acheng was thinking about how to help the devil solve the problem of the abyss's mouth.
"Yes...if we did that, we might be too unhappy." Acheng said nothing happened.
"Yes, don't tell you, it will work if he tells you!" The fate dice did not put Li Yue in trouble. He rolled away and whispered, "No matter what he wants to do, you support him!"
After knowing what he wanted to do, the lord of authority was waiting outside and had no intention of leaving.
"Of course it's to involve our fate... If so, the desire to kill we produce may spill over..." Acheng said about the problems under the mechanism.
[Our belongings...] Li Yue has no new goal.
Li Yue waited patiently.
"You want to ask about the list of players in the Hundred-Year Killing Cup to see if there is any room for arrangement..." Li Yue added, "Of course, it is to create a better desire to kill."
"Don't move him yet." Li Yue dodged, of course he wanted to share his plan with Destiny Dice directly.
Li Yue thought that the fate of the dice came suddenly and left simply, leaving only a thread on the ground.
"For example, Memphisius's horns, or my body hair, or flag... can't do it." Acheng still thought of Memphisius involuntarily, "A part of the body, or something that stays together for a small part of the time...
They are all considered personal belongings.”
Li Yue held the small handle of string and waved it back in front of Acheng.
"It's pretty bad." Li Yue's original intention was to be associated with as many mysterious things as possible, but now it seems that if he wants to plot against the old goat, he must bypass the fate dice.
And Li Yue listened to it again when he heard "Destiny".
"This is bad, just follow the agreement." Li Yue was happy to see Acheng tending to insult the contract.
Then it disappeared.
"The thread of the impossible is of course tied to the God of Possibility..." The dice of fate were spinning wildly, talking nonsense, "If I become a god, what name would I choose..."
"Dad? What is he playing?"
"Let me play by myself...the thread of possibility is the possibility of being pulled by you..."
Before leaving, Li Yue saw the writing on the fate dice that was constantly changing and muttered to himself.
After all, he knew the true relationship between Acheng and the small altar, so it was safer to tell him half of it.
"Did he see it?" Li Yue picked up the ball of thread and waved it in front of Ying'er.
"No way... As long as he brings some of our belongings and sacrifices them to the candles of the Colosseum, there is no way he can directly pull us out of the battle..." Acheng said the method.
Before the Crazy Library Man took off, Acheng was exhausted by his desire to kill.
Shouting, the fate dice left a ball of thread on the ground, which the limp Ren Dingjian fiddled with.
Acheng showed no reaction and continued to talk to himself.
Acheng opened his eyes and looked at Li Yue and Ying'er tiredly.
"Comfortable...very bad..." Acheng had a lingering aftertaste.
"Is this...his?" Acheng asked about the crazy library man.
"It's about listening, it's about moving, it's about speaking..."
"Can the contract be changed?" Ding Jian asked.
"Destiny requires effort... Destiny just needs to wait."
"Acheng, wake up." Fidgeting with the thread, the shadow demon poked the base of the Colosseum.
"Why is he here? Are you just talking, and you will only give Yihe's relics to him when the seventh stage is released?" You know that there is relatively little communication with Ding Jian, and Acheng Chushi knows that
When a demon comes to find you, it will definitely have nothing to ask for.
Shadow shook his head.
"It's called the Lucky Cube, what do you think?" Destiny Dice asked Li Yue.
Does that mean operating with caution?
Acheng's appetite is extremely small.
"What are the candles offered as sacrifices to the Colosseum for?" Li Yue thought too much and didn't filter through it.
That time they showed no signs of disappearing, instead they were scattered all over the place.
Is Li Yue being honest? The Bone Cart Cult must have been pulled out of the Colosseum, along with Daimen Benben, Wei Ni and us. Whether we are humans or demons, they should be happy to see us die.
It is the player line of the Colosseum.
Li Yue realized that at that time, those threads were only visible to him and took root under the base.
"Well..." Acheng thought.
My eyes were bloodshot, as if I had a hangover from last night and had slept well.
"Oh~ It's a wrong idea~" Li Yuexian was inspired by the performance, "Can't we arrange it? Pull back some players who are willing to participate in the Centennial Killing Cup..."
It would be the worst if knowledge could pull us back.
"Yes." Acheng shook his head and the base fell to the ground.
"A new player?" Acheng understood what Li Yue meant, "Can he pull Memphisius back?"
"How do we count personal belongings?" Li Yue stopped Acheng's rambling and asked the key.
"Tell me, what do you want to do?" The fate dice began to observe, circling around Ding Jian, inadvertently pulling the threads of fate into Li Yue's body.
My body rolled to the edge of the Colosseum, as if it was about to leave.
"Yes, how are you? Are you comfortable?" Li Yue felt that it was wrong to end the topic there. At most, Acheng could realize his value to the Colosseum.
The purpose of sacrificing items to the candle is to influence the fate. This directly connects our items offline and pulls them directly over. Is it complete?
"Arrange some new players, new challenges, new combat mechanisms...and the like?" Li Yue's statement was half-covered.
Li Yue picked up the threads with his mind and found that all the missing threads emanated from the candlelight of the Colosseum, and the source was connected to the base.