Standing up from where he was, looking at the black liquid at his feet, Xilimu said with a solemn expression.
At her feet, after being scattered by Adier's sword, the black liquid seemed to still have its own vitality. It was still squirming there, slowly gathering towards the center, gathering lump after lump of solidified form.
The object looked like a black worm, which looked disgusting at first glance, with a strong stench.
"With resentment and spiritual power, there seems to be a little soul power."
Adil lowered his body, inspected these black worms, and couldn't help but shook his head: "It's just like a hodgepodge."
Yes, a hodgepodge.
Whether it is resentment, mental power, or soul power, they are all extremely special powers. For ordinary life, it is enough to be able to use one.
The thing in front of him carries these three different powers at the same time. Even in Adier's induction, there are other subtle powers mixed in, like a hodgepodge.
What surprised Adier the most was that this thing carried so many different powers, but in the end it was able to form a stable structure. Even looking at it, its vitality was very tenacious.
This unique reaction made Adil a little curious.
"The several spell books that Feili gave me before recorded some characteristics of dark life and alchemical life, which are somewhat similar to this kind of thing."
Raising his head slightly and looking at Xilimu in front of him, Adil said casually and responded to her.
Hearing what Adier said, Xilimu nodded thoughtfully, not sure whether she understood it or not.
Standing on the spot, looking at the worms that were constantly squirming and trying to regroup, Adil waved his hand casually, and a little breeze started to rise, and then turned into sharp blades and pressed forward, dividing the worms one by one.
Come.
Then, a faint cold air rose, freezing these worms in an instant and turning them into solid statues, completely isolating them.
"Go back and ask someone to clean it up. Take these things to my room and put them in those boxes."
Looking at Xilimu on the side, Adil said casually: "Yes, don't damage it, this is a good material."
Being able to integrate so many different powers into one, this unique property and ability made Adil a little interested and wanted to find an opportunity to study it carefully.
In front of her, Xilimu nodded seriously, then pushed open the door, preparing to go inside to find someone to move the things away.
After she left, looking at her hurried figure, Adil couldn't help but shook his head, turned and looked aside: "This friend, aren't you going to come out to see me?"
The place fell into silence for a moment. Except for the faint chirping of insects, no sound could be heard in the surrounding area. It was as if there was really no one there except Adil.
Seeing this scene, Adil shook his head, then slowly lowered his right hand and placed it on the scabbard.
A sharp sword energy spread from his body, his eyes were sharp, and his handsome face was cold, as if he would draw his sword and cut off everything in front of him in the next moment.
As if sensing this situation, a faint sound began to sound in front.
"How did you find out?"
A voice came from the front. It sounded very slight, but also very hoarse, like someone who hadn't drank water for several days.
Listening to this voice, Adil's face returned to calmness, and the hand holding the sword slowly lowered his hand: "Your aura is too obvious."
"Your secret method is very special. Most people can't find your location, but with just silver strength, it's still not enough to hide in front of me."
He looked ahead and said calmly.
"I see, it seems you have been promoted to gold."
A slight sigh came from a corner in front, and then there was a slight sound of footsteps.
Under Adil's gaze, in front of him, an ugly-looking woman with wrinkles on her face, like an old man who had gone through many vicissitudes of life, came from the corner.
She was wearing a white singlet, with long hair hanging down. Although her appearance was ugly, her figure was plump. There was an indescribable unique aura permeating her whole body, which surprised Adil.
"This breath"
Looking at the woman in front of him, Adil was a little surprised: "It's you."
The woman in front of him was no stranger to him. He had seen her many times in his manor. She was a maid in his manor.
Adil was not very impressed with this maid before. The only impression he had was her iconic appearance, and the rest was unclear.
But I didn't expect that this seemingly ordinary maid was actually a hidden master.
"Dear Lord Yasuo, I have no ill intentions towards you."
Walking from a far corner, looking at Adele who was tall and straight in front of him and looking at her with a surprised look on her face, Mal sighed softly and couldn't help but explain.
"If you had any ill intentions towards me, I would not call you out, but would just draw my sword."
Adil spoke with deep eyes and said coldly.
Hearing this, Mal was stunned for a moment, then put on a wry smile on his face, and then said: "I once thought about the situation in which we would officially meet, but I never thought that it would be in this situation."
"Let me introduce myself. My name is Mal, the Chosen One of the Goddess of Destiny."
Looking at Adier in front of her, with Adier's unexpected look in his eyes, she walked up to Adier, knelt down on one knee, and slowly performed a courtesy.
This is the highest gift. Among ancient nobles, it is the etiquette used by lower-ranking nobles to pay tribute to higher-ranking nobles. It is the most solemn and dignified etiquette.
Of course, this kind of etiquette also has another meaning, which is the loyalty of the inferior to the superior.
"The Chosen One by Fate."
Looking at Mal in front of him and her movements, Adil was a little stunned and a little surprised: "What do you want to do?"
"I hope to be loyal to you and become your most loyal subordinate."
Standing up from where he was, looking at Adil in front of him, Mal smiled: "The person chosen by the goddess of fate is destined to come to the one favored by fate."
"Your Excellency Yasuo, you are my chosen master."
"He who is favored by fate"
Strictly speaking, what Mal said in front of him was a bit incomprehensible. If ordinary people heard it, they would probably be confused.
But Adil was able to understand what she meant, and even Mal in front of him seemed to understand that he could understand her.
"Before I reincarnated, I divided a large amount of source power from my main body and blessed it on this clone, artificially creating source power support like a child of destiny."
Looking at Mal in front of him, Adil suddenly had a thought: "This kind of behavior similar to the child of destiny, for people in this world, is it the so-called favored one by destiny?"
As for the chosen one by the goddess of destiny, this is easy to understand.
In this world, the goddess of destiny is a real god. It is said that she has the power to control destiny, and she is a powerful god.
If he is really the one chosen by this goddess, it is not surprising that he has the power to see the son of destiny.
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind one by one. Finally, Adil raised his head and looked at Mal in front of him, about to say something.
In the distance, there was a sound of slight footsteps, including Xilimu's shout. It seemed that she was returning with someone.
Hearing her voice and feeling her footsteps, Adil turned around, looked at Mal in front of him and said softly: "Come with me."
After the words fell, he raised his feet and walked in one direction.
On the side, Mal had a smile on his face, and without any hesitation at Adil's words, he followed Adil's footsteps and walked towards a corner.
"So, there is not one person chosen by the goddess of destiny?"
In a wilderness, Adil was wearing a black robe, with long hair hanging loosely on his shoulders. He looked at Mal beside him, looking a little surprised.
"Yes, there is more than one."
Mal nodded and sighed softly and said: "Currently, there is one Destiny Chosen One that I know of besides me. As for whether there are others, I don't know."
"The reason why I ended up on the street and almost died was because of the one who chose me."
"Do those chosen by destiny also attack each other?" Adil was a little surprised and asked.
After glancing at Adil lightly, Mal probably understood what Adil was thinking, so he explained: "The relationship between those chosen by fate is not like that of ordinary church priests."
"The priests of the church are pastors who serve the gods, and they are all compatriots, while the chosen ones are the successors of the goddess of destiny, and they are all opponents of each other."
She sighed softly and looked at Adier in front of her. After a long time, she said: "A long time ago, the goddess of fate left this world."
"The goddess of fate has fallen?" Adier was stunned.
"It's not falling, it's leaving"
Maar sighed softly: "However, the results caused by the two are similar. After the departure of the goddess of destiny, her godhead and kingdom remained as a rich inheritance for those chosen by destiny to compete for."
"Could it be?" After hearing this, Adier instantly thought of something.
"Yes."
Seemingly seeing what Adil was thinking, Mal nodded slightly: "The competition between those chosen by destiny, the final winner will inherit everything, inherit the throne and kingdom left by the goddess of destiny, and incarnate.
For the new goddess of destiny."
Become a god in one step!
To jump directly from a mortal to a lofty god is the greatest temptation.
Even though Adil, as a fifth-level wizard and not a native of this world, could not help but be stunned for a long time, he was speechless for a long time.