Global Apocalypse: Awakening the Soul-Swallowing Talent at the Beginning.

"Uh……"

Seeing that Matilda truly didn't blame him, but instead seemed quite interested and gossipy, Little Alfo began to seriously consider the matter:

"I am of low rank and have only seen the footage you recorded back then, Madam. I was not there and do not know the specifics of what happened during the battle to become a god."

"If I had to guess... the true identity of the Goddess of Fortune is probably one of those chosen ones who appeared later?"

"After all, their origins and whereabouts are unclear, and no relevant clues have been found so far."

“Indeed…” Matilda nodded in deep agreement:

"However, the murderous intent I felt at the scene was extremely strong, which should be closely related to those unidentified Chosen Ones."

"If the true identity of the Goddess of Fortune is one of them, then now that her true form has descended into the real world, I should feel the same killing intent as I did three hundred years ago."

"But there is none now... so the true identity of the goddess of fortune is someone else."

"Madam, I truly couldn't have guessed." A wry smile appeared on Xiao Erfu's face as he casually added:

"It couldn't possibly be those two Chosen Ones who died back then, could it?"

“Hey, it’s not impossible!” Matilda raised an eyebrow, a confident smile curving her sensual lips.

"Excluding the obviously wrong answer of 'no pardon,' the truth seems to lie only with Xu Rangxi, the chosen one who was killed by a blood relative..."

"This..." Xiao Erfu was stunned for a long time after hearing this, and subconsciously wanted to turn his head to look at the sky.

However, they were quickly forced back by the dazzling light.

One should not look directly at the gods.

Even if the goddess of fortune has descended into the real world,

As a mortal who hasn't even reached the rank of a god's chosen one, he simply has no way of observing the other person's appearance with the naked eye.

In the end, all he could do was stare at his beloved's face, and ask with considerable confusion:

"...Why?"

"If the true identity of the Goddess of Fortune is Xu Rangxi, then why did she go through so much trouble in the first place, using the identity of Xuan Qiongzhi to ascend to the throne?"

"Isn't this like taking off your pants to fart?"

“I remember you said, Madam, that the two sisters had a very good relationship and were both willing to make sacrifices for the Xingheng Clan.”

“I don’t know…” Matilda shrugged, withdrawing most of her authority.

Only a small portion remained to counteract the divine power emanating from the arena, and the speaker continued:

"Let's keep watching, our Lady of Luck will reveal the answer soon."

"Okay." Little Erfu nodded obediently.

However, a hint of doubt quickly surfaced in his eyes:

"That's not right, madam. The goddess of fortune is a deity. Even if she responds and reveals the truth, she'll be using demonic script."

"I can't understand it at all..."

"Besides, didn't you tell me to get off the battlefield as soon as possible?"

"If I stay here any longer, I'll just become a burden to you..."

"The reason I asked you to leave the battlefield earlier was because Pan Xiaoxiao said that a dangerous situation would occur in three minutes."

"I reckon the dangerous situation she was referring to was the impact of the goddess of fortune descending just now."

"There shouldn't be any problems after this. You can stay by my side."

"Really?" Little Erfo blinked, muttering to himself somewhat uncertainly:

"Have three minutes already passed? But why does it feel like only a minute and a half has passed..."

Matilda was taken aback by his words, and her brows furrowed slightly.

"Only one and a half minutes? Are you kidding me...?"

Before the words were finished, an invisible wave suddenly surged across the battlefield ahead.

The obscure and difficult pronunciation filled the entire venue, pounding against everyone's eardrums like a bull!

It was the goddess in green who spoke.

However, the content of the statement did not reveal the truth of what happened back then.

Instead, he questioned Song Siming, who had helped him:

"What happened back then has absolutely nothing to do with you, so why are you forcibly getting involved?"

"Isn't it better to have more friends and more options? Why do you have to make an enemy of me?!"

Shi Bashi, still suspended in mid-air, had his hands behind his back, looking calm and composed.

When he opened his mouth, his pronunciation was also full of obscure and difficult-to-understand sounds:

"If what happened back then had nothing to do with me, why would I have gotten involved?"

"We're all discerning people, so there's no need to play those tricks that we all know the truth about, right?"

"What..." The goddess in blue was filled with surprise. In a brief half-second, she quickly recalled the past, remembering the details of what happened when she ascended the throne.

He was then surprised to find that a small portion of the aura he had sensed was exactly the same as that emanating from the stone-skinned man.

However, those auras were too faint at the time, so He ignored them.

Now, thanks to the other party's reminder, I made a special effort to search and quickly discovered something completely different.

Ok……

Perhaps it wasn't the other person's reminder at all.

Rather, it was that faint aura in His memory that suddenly became much stronger!

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that being easily ambushed by that perfect vessel was also related to this chosen one.

This guy possesses a strange kind of authority; it seems to be able to forcibly weaken or enhance the presence of a target...

Harm Him first

Should we help Him again?

The goddess in green robes' pupils suddenly contracted as she pondered this.

He knew what this guy was up to!

It's not about making enemies.

It wasn't for the sake of making friends.

The actions of this chosen one with strange authority are probably in accordance with the creed of ascension to godhood corresponding to that authority!

Just like when He forcibly intervened in the battle to become a god, killing the chosen ones!

"You bastard, you're just following your..."

The goddess in green spoke frankly, her emotions slightly agitated.

But before he could finish speaking, Song Siming coldly interrupted him:

"What my purpose is is not important."

"The truth of what happened back then is what matters."

"If you keep dawdling and don't tell me, I'm not going to help you anymore."

As soon as she finished speaking, the goddess in green suddenly realized that the pressure of the battlefield around her was rising sharply!

It was as if the other party's threat was the starting gun.

After a gunshot, the Taotie attacked her without hesitation!

After briefly experiencing the increasingly distorted trajectory of development, the goddess in blue looked up at the sky.

The enormous, pitch-black fissure still exists, slowly seeping out white mist.

"Accept the arrangements of fate."

A light, melodious voice reached my ears, drawing my attention.

The goddess in green turned her gaze away from the crack and looked into the distance.

The Napalu cat-people remained enveloped in the special force field created by the Time Authority, like a sculpture.

He was clearly unable to move.

But the oppressive aura emanating from those dazzling, diamond-like eyes made it hard for him to breathe.

"Seeing further than me? No wonder you're a lucky one with the power of 'luck'..." The goddess in blue forced a bitter smile.

But the next second, his expression immediately turned ferocious:

Fuck your fate!

"I've never gotten to where I am today because of fate!"

……