Four hundred and sixtieth chapters not to be interfered with
Hemameni.
Annan had heard of this term, which was a special term from ancient Greek astrologers.
The root of this term comes from Hermamene, the "goddess of cause and effect and fate" who is one-third of Nyx, the goddess of night in Greek mythology.
In ancient Greece, "fate" was the irreversible destiny. Even the gods were bound by fate. The astrologers of ancient Greece proposed a concept... that is, "universal destiny", and his "Heimamen"
Ni".
The reason why a person is a human being, not a dog or a tree; the reason why he is a male instead of a female, the reason why he has blond hair instead of black hair, the reason why his blood type is type A instead of type O, is all because of him.
Determined by Hermameni.
The "universal destiny" that is inherent in birth and cannot be changed by acquired luck is the Hemameni of a "creature". When this concept entered Gnosticism, it became an overwhelming,
Absolute destiny given by the Creator.
Just like using the terms and rules in a prison to bind prisoners and prevent them from leaving, the Creator also uses "universal destiny" to bind mortals, thus maintaining its absolute rule forever - this universal destiny is what is called
"Black Mameni".
if it is like this.
So this great level spell... is probably one of the inner triangle spells that represents the number "two". Perhaps it is used to... counteract Miss Good Luck or Yaweng's spell?
Annan couldn't figure out for the moment what the effect of this great-level curse was.
But as far as the current functions are concerned...
It at least has the possibility of preventing Vladimir from being killed by the Absolver.
Annan looked intently at Vladimir's right hand.
Black smoke was rising from the wound that Annan had bitten before. It floated to the Rubik's Cube suspended in the air, and the pure black Rubik's Cube was spinning quietly.
"——There is no need to try again, Your Excellency the Pardoner."
Vladimir's head was lying on the ground and he said plainly: "After Black Mameni is activated, the gods cannot kill me."
He said it.
The head that fell to the ground suddenly disappeared and returned to him without warning.
Not even blood gushed out, nor did the clothes get dirty.
It was as if the attack didn't exist at all.
However, Annan also found another meaning in his words:
"You mean...only mortals can kill you?"
"You can understand it this way."
Vladimir said calmly.
At some point, his jewel-like pupils turned into something as dark as an abyss.
"——Now, I will tell you about some of its abilities."
It is clearly dangerous words and deeds that expose one's abilities.
But Annan actually felt a little uncomfortable at all - his back felt slightly cold and numb, as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake.
Is it the ability to gain an advantage by revealing one's secrets?
Annan vaguely guessed the other party's intention.
...But even so, he still had to listen. For an enemy like this that uses completely unknown abilities to fight, information is really too important.
Even though I know there must be a scam here, I still have to listen.
This is an upright conspiracy.
"When a being with a higher status than me in soul status tries to interfere with me, Hemamenni will enter a closed state. My destiny will be completely solidified and I will no longer accept any changes. Even gods,
It can't have any influence on me."
Vladimir said slowly: "That is to say, I am invincible now. I will not accept any influence exerted on me by other beings besides myself."
It's like saving a piece of data as read-only.
He no longer accepts any modifications, so this is absolute immortality.
It's like he doesn't exist in this world, it's just an image... It's like he has opened his golden body and entered a short period of invincibility.
So……
"...You can no longer have any impact on other people, right?"
Annan suddenly said: "So if you really want to kill me, you can't stay in this state."
If any part in this world is directly or indirectly connected...that is to say, the law of cause and effect between one of the objects actually affects all parts.
No one can be alone. The process of affecting others will also affect oneself.
on the other hand.
If you want not to be affected by anything...then you can't affect other people. Otherwise, as long as you interfere with the outside world, you will more or less receive the "reaction" from fate.
That doesn't mean "no longer accepting any changes".
"As expected of you, Your Majesty."
Vladimir smiled: "If you want to avoid the influence of 'fate' on yourself to the greatest extent, then the only way is to reduce your connection with the world to the extreme.
"One of the effects of [Black Mameni] is exactly like this. It cuts off my connection with this world, and that's why..."
He didn't finish his words.
Annan heard Vladimir's echo in his heart:
[On the other hand, the process of me communicating my secrets with you has greatly deepened the connection between us. It has made the relationship between us closer...]
Annan's pupils suddenly tightened.
He felt severe discomfort coming from his heart.
It wasn't palpitations or angina. It was more like...
Annan clenched the Three Siren in his hand and looked at Vladimir who was gradually walking towards him with some surprise.
In Annan's eyes, Vladimir was like an illusion that did not exist, an illusion - because as he approached him, the sublime false body behind him and the elemental field under his feet did not approach him.
But it still stopped in place.
[More like, the resonance of heart and heart, right]
It was like hearing Annan's heartfelt voice.
Vladimir's voice sounded in Annan's heart.
He stepped forward and wanted to touch Annan's face again.
Snapped!
But Annan raised his left hand like a conditioned reflex, trying to slap Vladimir's hand away.
He did slap his hand away.
But Annan clearly felt that it was not the same feeling as when he was patted on the back of his hand. To describe it, it was like being patted into a pool of sweet and sticky syrup.
And at that moment, fragments of memories flashed through Annan's mind.
——That's Vladimir's memory.
Annan raised his left hand and saw that it seemed to be melting.
After just a moment of contact with Vladimir, Annan's body seemed to begin to melt...
...No, that's not right.
"You...are melting too."
Annan captured this detail clearly and distinctly.
The moment it came into contact with his own hand, a small part of Vladimir's hand melted.