I'm not a sister complex!

Thinking of this, pieces of information about the actor's path flashed through Eros' mind.

[Sequence 9——Actor]

[Sequence 8——Makeup Artist]

[Sequence 7——Singer]

[Sequence 6——Fighter]

[Sequence 5——Faceless Man]

[Sequence 4 - Life Stealer]

[Sequence 3 - Tricky Expert]

[Sequence 2——Puppet Master]

[Sequence 1——Player]

[Sequence 0—The Thousand-Faced God]

And in order to steal the fate of others, it seems that one must reach the level of a Sequence 4 Life Stealer.

The information states that once this path reaches Sequence 4, one can steal the fate of others and replace their identities.

Make everyone who is related to the target of the theft think that you are him.

Those whose fate is stolen will become lifeless and will directly disintegrate into a ball of meat paste, or be controlled by the caster and become his puppet.

The upper limit of puppets is 3, and the upper limit of puppets will increase with each subsequent upgrade.

The method of advancement in this path is the same as that in the path of flesh and blood. Both require pleasing the Thousand-Faced God and then receiving His grace.

Eros frowned even deeper as he recalled the knowledge that flashed through his mind.

He clearly remembered the description of the Black Dog Gang leader in the information provided by the church, which said that he was at Flesh and Blood Path Sequence 5.

So? How does he steal someone else's fate? With the seal?

wrong!

Eros suddenly thought of what Barbara mentioned at the beginning, that the fate of the leader of the Black Dog Gang was somewhat shifted.

Through the twists of fate, combined with the abnormal behavior of the Black Dog Gang leader in recent months, the answer is obvious.

If he guessed correctly, the leader of the Black Dog Gang might have become someone else's puppet without realizing it.

It is probably because of this reason that the gang leader did not dare to participate in the sacrifice, but just watched from the sidelines every time.

The reason for this may be that he was worried that during the sacrificial ceremony, the blood-red god would discover that there was a fake person among his believers, so he would eliminate him.

No wonder he covered the room with a thin film of flesh and blood. He probably didn't want his subordinates to find out that their boss had been replaced.

Eros' thoughts raced, and he had figured out everything.

It seemed like a long time had passed just now, but in fact it was only a brief moment.

After gathering his scattered thoughts, Eros looked at the middle-aged man opposite him who had an angry expression and threatened to steal his fate. He narrowed his eyes and spoke word by word:

"Life stealer?"

Hearing this name, the anger on the middle-aged man's face disappeared, and he said calmly:

"You have some knowledge. Let me be yours from now on. Don't worry, I will take care of your strange destiny."

Speaking of this, the middle-aged man's tone has gradually become cheerful.

"I didn't expect that my trip to the Thunder Sea would bring me such an unexpected gain."

"What a strange fate!"

Eros ignored the other side's sigh, because when he heard the middle-aged man in front of him mention the Thundering Sea, something suddenly came to his mind.

That happened at a blasphemous meeting a few months ago.

Specifically, the female speaker of the Blasphemy Club issued a missing person mission.

The mission is to find a Sequence 4 Warlock named Mittor.

The other party is a believer of the Thousand-Faced God, and the last time he appeared was in the Kval Islands in the Thundering Sea.

He had seen the map of the Dark Sea when he was on the ship.

Therefore, Eros knew very well that the Storm Island where he was now was one of the Kvar Islands.

The mastermind who turned the Black Dog Gang leader into a puppet was on the same road and in the same area as Mitor.

Most importantly, he exudes the aura of authority, which makes it really hard for him not to think too much!

He was very confused at the beginning, why the female speaker who was obviously a high-sequence would issue multiple missions to find this Sequence 4 warlock named Mitor.

Now he finally understood why this happened. The female speaker was probably after clues about Mitor's power!

Or perhaps, that authority is currently in the hands of the Sequence 4 Warlock named Mitor.

The female speaker knew about this, so she issued multiple missions to find this Mitor.

Only something like authority could attract a high-sequence mythical being to go to such great lengths to search for a mid-sequence warlock.

Great, it all connects together.

Authority, wow, that’s a good thing!

Thinking of this, when Eros looked at the middle-aged man opposite him again, his gaze became different again, becoming very meaningful.

Mitor frowned. He didn't like the look in the other party's eyes very much. He was obviously the hunter and the stronger one.

Why did the other party look at him as if he were his prey?

So he decided not to hesitate any longer and was ready to steal the fate of the young man opposite him and replace his own fate.

This was the first time he had seen such a strange fate, full of unknowns and uncertainties.

If I can successfully change this fate, my future may have more variables.

But just when he was about to take action, the other party uttered a name that shocked him.

"Mithor!" His tone was very firm.

"Who are you?" Mitor's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he stared at Eros in front of him.

He really couldn't figure out where he had been exposed and how the other party knew him.

Seeing the other party's reaction, Eros was certain in his heart that the one who turned the bloody butcher in front of him into a puppet was Mitor, the female speaker who was looking for.

He had just called out that name deliberately with a certain tentative intention.

As a result, Mittor probably didn't expect that someone he met would recognize him, so he was shocked and subconsciously acted on guard.

Eros's lips curled up slightly. There was no doubt that the situation on the field had been reversed and the initiative was firmly on his side.

"who are you?"

Seeing that the young man opposite him just smiled and did not answer his question, Mittor said in a low voice with a gloomy face.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that it seems that a High-Sequence Being is looking for you. I wonder if you know this."

Eros said with interest.

Hearing this, the expression on Mittor's face became even gloomier, and it was obvious that he knew about this.

In fact, the reason why he was hiding like this was because of that person.

Mitol took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, looked at the young man opposite him and said coldly:

"Before you threaten someone, you should consider your own strength."

"I don't care who you are. Once I succeed in replacing your fate, I will naturally understand who you belong to."

Having said that, Mittor no longer hesitated and immediately performed the spell to steal destiny.

Eros quickly shouted, "Don't!"

But unfortunately, it's too late.

The next second after the spell was successfully performed, a boundless universe suddenly appeared in front of Mitor's eyes.

In the boundless darkness, an infinitely huge tree stood in the middle, as if supporting the entire world.

Then the scene in his vision changed, and an eye with stars surrounding its pupil appeared.

That eye is so bright, so majestic, and so indifferent...

Before he could recover from his shock, the blue sea appeared before his eyes again.

Looking through the sea towards the mysterious place in the deep sea, an unknown creature covered with eyes was lying there quietly, spitting out big bubbles from time to time.

As if aware of his prying eyes, the unknown being in the deep sea all looked towards him.

Mitol's eyes were bloodshot and blood was streaming down his cheeks. He shouted with a tone filled with despair and fear:

"you……"

But before he could finish his words, he exploded into a ball of bloody mist, leaving no trace of his body.