Hyperdimensional Player

Chapter 92: Destiny Broken! (Even if you subscribe to , you will get more)

Outside the lord's mansion.

The legendary wizard Merlin was not afraid. He walked into the hall calmly and glanced at Triss, the Raven Queen, who was serving Duncan.

The former high priest of the empire was by his side, a treatment that even the emperor probably could not enjoy.

The druid priestess possessed by Thetis sat on the left. As the first guardian fairy of Avalon to come into contact with Duncan, her power had recovered more, and she was the only one who could possess and descend. The other guardian fairies were slightly inferior.

Duncan clapped his hands lightly, and several maids brought wine and food. Merlin sat on the right side below, his eyes always meeting Duncan's.

The generals' personal guards on both sides glared at him, and some even put their hands on the hilts of their swords.

"No rudeness!"

Duncan pretended to reprimand him and signaled his men to retreat, but the swordsman remained silent. He said calmly, "Is it not known that Master Merlin has made a sudden visit?"

"What's the matter?"

After all, he is the most famous legendary wizard in Britain, and no one can ignore Merlin's existence.

Merlin was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "I'm here for your destiny."

This is a bit outrageous.

Duncan is the governor of the British province and the uncrowned king of the entire Britannia. His status is far higher than that of King Uther. What qualifications does Merlin have to predict Duncan's fate?

You are so awesome, why don't you go and kill the Whip of God?
The Raven Queen - Triss narrowed her eyes slightly, and as she turned sideways to pour wine for Duncan, a hint of murderous intent appeared in her narrow and long phoenix eyes!
She stood behind Duncan and served him, representing the attitude of ancient Roman and Greek polytheism.

Madness!

Don't think that just because you are a legendary wizard from the British Isles, the Raven Queen Triss won't dare to touch you.

Duncan is now her Achilles' heel. All her honor and disgrace, as well as everyone's expectations, are on Duncan. If Merlin shows any hostile behavior, the Raven Queen - Triss will go berserk.

She knew the wizard's methods best.

But at this moment, Duncan reached out and patted the back of Triss's hand, comforting the Raven Queen who was clearly showing a hint of murderous intent.

He smiled, raised his glass and said, "Please!"

Merlin raised his glass and drank it all.

Duncan put down his glass and looked at Merlin curiously. He said calmly, "Master Merlin wants to predict my fate?"

interesting.

Duncan uses the law of causality to deduce the future, and Merlin actually wants to predict his fate. To be honest, it's a bit presumptuous, but he doesn't mind giving it a try.

Merlin's eyes were firm as he nodded slowly, "That's right."

"The Governor-General has appeared."

"The future of the British Isles has become chaotic. All my previous predictions have become invalid."

"I want to glimpse the changes of the future through adults."

It's really a strange prophecy.

No wonder Severus said that Merlin was a weirdo and the guardian fairies of Avalon were reluctant to believe him.

Duncan couldn't help but laugh and said, "If the prophecy can glimpse the future."

"That's ridiculous."

"None of the gods dare to predict the future. Master Merlin is truly a bit arrogant."

"but."

At this point, Duncan changed the subject and said, "If Master Merlin wants to make a prediction, I wouldn't mind giving it a try."

Raven Queen Triss looked a little uneasy when she heard this, but Duncan patted the back of her hand, indicating that it was okay.

Merlin looked excited and stood up and said, "If you don't mind, Governor, I will give it a try."

In an instant.

A surge of huge magical wind emerged, and Merlin's eyes seemed to melt and turned grayish white. The magic in his body was stronger than that of the Raven Queen - Triss, but the Raven Queen - Triss was also the high priestess and had the additional blessing of polytheism, so she was slightly stronger than Merlin.

He is not yet the complete Merlin.

Only when King Arthur was born and Merlin gained the support of the Avalon faith and the surrounding Celtic faith, could he be considered to be in his true complete form, and he would probably become a unit marked with a skull.

But now this possibility is very small, and the faith of Avalon has basically completely turned to Duncan's side.

So Merlin is also very confused now, because the faith of Avalon doesn't care about him at all. The core power in the prophecy, the Lady of the Lake, the Sword of Promised Victory, the Scabbard of Avalon, etc., almost all have been transferred to Duncan.

He has been predicting for most of his life, but in the end all his predictions were in vain!
According to legend, Merlin is not only good at predictions, but is also said to be able to control fate.

But his final ending was not very good. He fell in love with a lake nymph named Vivian, and was eventually imprisoned forever in an oak tree by her magic.

This guy is a bit like a combination of a wizard and a druid.

As for his ending, excluding the legend, Duncan feels more like after King Arthur's failure, he was also retaliated by the faith of Avalon. The faith of Avalon put pressure on everything, and as a result, King Arthur died, the sword of victory was taken back, and Merlin was imprisoned by the fairy of the lake.

In the hall, the wind of magic is howling!

The others around were feeling vaguely uneasy. Even the Raven Queen, Triss, had a slightly changed expression. Merlin's strength was even stronger than she had expected.

He is worthy of being one of the most powerful legendary wizards in Europe today.

Dimensional space.

Duncan's projection suddenly shifted, like a signal from a snowflake. In the corners of the projection, shifting images of the future appeared. Merlin attempted to predict Duncan's future, and the winds of magic were captured by the dimensional space, resonating with everything he saw.

Small projection screens appeared one after another.

On the first small screen that appeared, Merlin saw a cold island, a distant overseas land, surrounded by craters and flowing hot springs. A huge red dragon roared past, and as the hot dragon breath spewed down, the figure of the Raven Queen - Triss appeared. She protected Duncan in front of her and used magic to interfere with reality to form an invisible barrier.

The battlefield was littered with the corpses of veteran soldiers, as well as some witches who died at the claws of dragons. Anya was among them.

She was like a withered, sad rose, her body floating in the misty hot spring pool. The rippling waves of the hot spring mixed with the spreading blood made her skirt bloom into a beautiful 'blood flower'.

Duncan stood there covered in blood, with the Sword of Promise and Victory in one hand and the Spear of Greed in the other. He stared at Anya's corpse and let out a mad roar.

——Cup of Blood!

A blood-stained holy grail engraved with dragon patterns emerged, and the laws of the entire real world were torn and shattered. His figure was like a giant from the mythological era, the Sword of Promise of Victory emitted a dazzling light that shot up into the sky, and the Spear of Greed was filled with demonic energy, like the Cursed Spear in Celtic mythology. The moment it was struck, it pierced the heart of the dragon.

The figure of Raven Queen Triss was suspended in mid-air, with magic power as vast as the ocean surging. Behind her appeared the reflections of Diana and Artemis. The golden bow and golden arrow, the sacred light cut through the sky and directly pierced through the dragon's head.

But it's not over yet.

A terrifying black shadow enveloped the Icelandic land. As the two entered the mythological era, the figure of the dragon was also changing.

Its huge body turned from red to black.

It was as if endless blood washed over the dragon scales, gradually turning from red to black, and the circling huge red dragon turned into a majestic black dragon as terrifying as doomsday!

——Nidhoggr (the black dragon of destruction) (the sign of Ragnarok) [bloody skull mark]!
Click.

The image of the prophecy projection shattered, and blood instantly flowed out of Merlin's mouth, his face extremely pale. In the fragmented prophecy image, the figure of Raven Queen - Triss was falling like a leaf in the wind. Duncan held the Greedy Magic Spear and pierced it into the heart of the black dragon. The Sword of Promise of Victory cut through the dragon's neck, and fell from a height of ten thousand meters with the huge black dragon.

The first prophetic future projection was completely shattered.

Merlin seemed to think that this was the future seen by the prophecy spell. He wanted to stop it, but he couldn't because there was more of the future being peeked into.

In the second projection page.

The whole city of Rome was in a frenzy. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, in front of the majestic Arc de Triomphe, Duncan, wearing a crown, drove a majestic chariot through the Arc de Triomphe in the name of Augustus. On both sides of him, Anya flaunted her beauty like a proud peacock, and the Raven Queen - Triss also took off her veil. She stood beside Duncan like a graceful and beautiful queen, restraining the spoiled concubine. A glance made Anya behave much better.

Behind Duncan, a mighty army passed through the majestic Arc de Triomphe. In the front was the British Imperial Legion, followed by the elite barbarian foreigners who had survived hundreds of battles, and then the Imperial armored cavalry like a torrent of steel.

Teams of veterans passed through the Arc de Triomphe, including even a Hun archer. Amid the cheers of countless people in the empire, they strode forward with their heads held high and their chests puffed out.

finally.

Duncan's figure came to the supreme throne, and the door of the Pantheon reopened. The sacrificial fire was burning, and the flames were blazing. The shadows of all gods emerged in the clouds, and they watched this man being crowned as king!

boom.

A cold figure emerged from the ruins of the Vatican. He stared in the direction of Duncan and approached rapidly. Figures surrounded the Pantheon from all directions.

——Dragon Slayer-Saint George (Lance of Longinus) (Fragment of the True Cross) (Shroud of Turin) (Crown of Thorns) (Blood of the Holy Grail) (Christ Scarab) [Golden Skull Mark]!
——Saint Peter (the Twelve Saints) (fragment of the True Cross) (blood of the Holy Grail) [three stars gold]!
——Saint Andrew (Twelve Saints) (Fragment of the True Cross) (Blood of the Holy Grail) [Three Stars Gold]!
——Saint John (the Twelve Saints) (fragment of the True Cross) (blood of the Holy Grail) [three stars gold]!
Figures emerged one after another.

Behind them, mythical shadows descended, overlapping with the carriers of the human world. More than a dozen beings named Saints, through the power of the Holy Grail, forcibly descended into the real world in the form of God's chosen saints.

The shadows of angels circled above the Arc de Triomphe, and the reflection of the Pantheon, those gods invisible to the naked eye, were all caught in an endless battle in heaven!
The Spear of Longinus flashed across the sky like a bolt of lightning!
In an instant, the Raven Queen - Triss switched places with Duncan, and the God-killing Spear, a shot that was sure to hit her, was blocked by her own body.

Duncan's expression of astonishment froze, and the next second, an endless sea of corpses and blood flowed out from behind him like an illusion!

As he slowly put down the Raven Queen's cold body.

The greatest Augustus of the empire has disappeared, leaving only a battlefield killer who has emerged from endless bloody battles!
The laws of reality shattered.

On the projection page with cracks appearing one after another, the majestic Arc de Triomphe collapsed, and the brutal fighting caused most of the Pantheon to collapse.

A vast road was paved with blood and corpses.

Duncan staggered out of the ruins, his body covered in blood, his armor torn, and his body burning with flames. He tore the door of the Pantheon with his bare hands and poured the sacrificial fire that was rekindled by the blood sacrifice on himself.

Use the king as firewood!
Reforge the Sacred Flame of the Pantheon!

Raging fire!

Burning King's remains!

Behind Duncan, the blood-red fire of revenge turned into wings, like the outstretched wings of a red dragon. The crown of Augustus merged with his flesh and skin, with a prominent head and cold vertical dragon eyes, like a world-destroying dragon wearing a crown.

The blood-stained Spear of Longinus was held in his hand. Under the horrified gaze of countless subjects of the empire, the emperor of the empire, Augustus, soared into the sky and charged into the clouds. Endless blood was spilled and the angel's wings withered.

The gods' battle in heaven is about to begin, shattering reality!
Ah!
A shrill scream sounded.

Merlin's eyes were bleeding, his expression was filled with agony, and almost all the magic power in his body was drained.

In the last projection screen.

In that directly shattered fragment of the future, Duncan's figure appeared in Asgard. Thrones of gods appeared above the majestic Valhalla. Odin's shadow appeared at the top of the throne. He slowly stood up, like a majestic giant. Steps like rainbow bridges appeared, and countless shadows of heroes appeared on both sides. Nine Valkyries with bird-winged golden helmets danced and sang in the air. Fairies and spirits surrounded the rainbow stairs in the sky, welcoming the birth of the new Norse god.

Duncan's figure moved forward step by step, and finally sat on the throne of one of the gods!
The entire Valhalla was in an uproar.

Countless heroic spirits poured out from Valhalla, like a tide, crossing the majestic Rainbow Bridge and rushing towards the gate of heaven in the distance!
Monotheism and polytheism, the twilight of the Norse pantheon, and the battle for heaven beyond reality.

boom!
The legendary wizard Merlin could no longer bear what the prophecy had revealed. The magic power in his body turned into a gust of wind. The next second, his eyes gradually dimmed, blood flowed down his old cheeks, and his eyes were completely blind.

Click!

Cracks appeared on Merlin's golden three-star mark, and with some broken law, Merlin's mark directly turned into a three-star white board.

He collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath, as if he was only halfway to death.

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(End of this chapter)