My World: The Poor Life of a Fortune Teller

just now.

Heavy footsteps came from behind Galan, and the man was still carrying the heavy lava blade.

The undead came to his side and stared down at the guy next to him. A deep and magnetic voice slowly came into his ears. He asked: "Galan... do you want to go up and help? They seem to be in trouble."

Galan's eyes flickered, he put his hands in his pockets, turned to look at the Undead, smiled bitterly and said, "Undead... I don't know how to choose."

"Why?" The undead's eyes flickered slightly, as if he didn't quite understand why he said that. If he was allowed to take action, there would be no problem in saving people.

"Undead... Talias is going to die soon." Galan turned his attention back to Talias who was playing with other Voltaris below.

While Talias was fighting with them, he was also paying attention to the situation on Senn's side. The child's mentality was still immature and his fighting skills were only superficial.

Fortunately, there was Timber (Talias's horse). It knocked away Voltaris who was about to attack Sen, and took him away from there, waiting for Talias to come back after solving everything before leaving together.

Now everything is in place, except for... that crucial scene.

"Undead, tell me... if everything that was destined is changed... what will happen next?" Galan suddenly turned his head and looked at the Undead next to him, as if he wanted him to give him an answer.

The undead frowned slightly, and his entire face showed an unrecognizable complex expression. Gradually, everything seemed to calm down, leaving only a hint of deep thought.

"Galan, are you saying you don't want to get involved in this matter?"

"I... don't want him to die. Since I'm here, I hope to change everything... But... everything has its own cause and effect. I don't know what will happen if he survives."

"Just like... 'fate' is like a thread that connects your future, past, and what will happen next. They seem to be destined... If one is changed, the others may become chaotic." There was a smile on Galan's lips, but there was no smile in his blue-pink eyes.

"So you want to save him?"

"….. think"

The undead nodded slightly after hearing this, and slowly said: "That's enough. Since you are hesitant... then let me help you choose."

The undead gripped the hilt of the Lava Blade tightly and threw it in the direction of Talias with such force that the giant sword rang in the air.

Talias seemed to have noticed something unusual as well, but when he turned around he found a Voltaris throwing a lance at him.

Just when he thought he was about to be pierced through, a giant lava blade cut through the sky and fell here. With a loud 'clang', it directly blocked the spear for him.

The undead landed in front of Talias like a god descending from heaven, and pulled up the giant lava blade from the ground. The red soul fire in the withered skeleton head under the cloak burned more and more vigorously.

"?!" Galan had never expected that he would rush up like this. That's not right, when did his undead become so good at showing off.

In his impression, the undead in his family seemed to be quite cute and would play dumb with him (?). However, he seemed to have forgotten that the Death Knight was the 'big brother' of the Undead Legion and one of the earliest followers of Herobrine.

But our poor Death Knight has been weakened in various animations, and no one even remembers his settings. There is nothing we can do about it, after all, he is not the protagonist or a member of the protagonist group.

Note: At this point, our subsequent plot will undergo a 'huge' change from the original plot.

"Undead? You..." Talias looked at his back in disbelief. He even thought that the two guys had run far away.

"Galan is still on the cliff. Take him away from here and leave this place to me." The undead glanced back at the man, then turned his attention back to the Voltaris who were gradually surrounding them.

"Who are you? You seem to have the breath of the undead... Why do you want to help him?" Taigren walked slowly towards the two of them, still holding the iron sword tightly in his hand.

The undead sighed helplessly, and then slowly answered: "There is no way, the one in our family doesn't want him to die."

Talias nodded solemnly to him, as a sign of compromise, and then began to run towards Senn, fending off several Voltalis who were attacking him.

Seeing that Talias was about to escape, Tigerlun showed some anger towards the undead in front of him and swung his sword at him.

The giant lava blade collided with it, the sword light flashed, the knife light crossed, and a brilliant spark was created. The two of them attacked each other alternately, and the scene was very intense.

"An undead like you shouldn't be in the underworld following... the king of the underworld. What are you doing here?" Taigren couldn't understand the sudden appearance of this undead. In his impression, apart from following the king of the underworld, there was also the necromancer who appeared now.

"You misunderstood. I do not follow any king of the underworld... I do not even belong here, and I will only follow our supreme king - Herobrine."

I don’t know if it’s because Galan had openly given him special training before, but the undead’s reaction is obviously faster than before.

Of course, the undead had no intention of continuing to tangle with him, because more and more Voltaris people were surrounding him.

He couldn't fight with these people for so long. At this moment, in the firelight, the sound of horses neighing suddenly came out.

A skeleton horse appeared on the battlefield at some point, and in an instant it knocked aside several Voltaris that were blocking its way and ran towards the undead.

The undead immediately noticed the skeleton horse galloping towards them, and repelled it with his sword, saying: "It seems that I can't continue to fight with you. You are indeed a good opponent..."

Then the skeleton horse leaped over the crowd and came to his side accurately. The undead jumped on the horse, grasped the reins tightly and suddenly rushed towards Taigren.

Before the man opposite could react, he suddenly jumped up, flew over his head, and fled away in a reckless manner.

"That guy..." Tygren held the sword tightly in his hand and looked at the direction where the undead left. He slowly opened his mouth and continued: "It seems that there is one more uncertain factor..."

The undead did not look back, but he found Talias and Senn waiting for him not far ahead.

"Why haven't you left yet?" The undead looked at the two of them in confusion.

"Of course I'm waiting for you. Are you so powerful?" Senn naturally noticed the scene just now. If it weren't for the sudden appearance of the undead, Talias would probably have died by now.

"Although it may not be the right time now, I still have to say thank you." Talias curled the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly.

"Although it's not necessary, but... you're still welcome." The undead suddenly had an idea and said what Talias said.

Well, well, it seems that you and Galan were both eavesdropping, right? But how can you say that you were eavesdropping? You were clearly listening openly, okay?

"Go pick up Galan first, and then leave here."

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