After leaving the world of all NPCs

Om-! ! !

An even more powerful and vast anti-fate force burst out from his body.

This time, it was no longer a simple defense and neutralization, but like a huge rock thrown into the long river of fate, it triggered a torrent that swept away everything.

The "fate" of the entire space itself was rippling with strange ripples visible to the naked eye.

boom!

The witches present seemed to hear a dull sound like a heavy object falling into the water. The teleportation light that had just lit up was like a candle flame extinguished by an invisible giant hand, and it instantly dissipated!

The despair on the faces of the Doomsday Cult members froze in an instant, and then turned into a crazy and hideous look.

"Fight!!"

I don't know who roared.

However, Ye Zuochen only opened his lips slightly.

"—This throat is where the Great Freedom Heaven melts the poison—"

Deep in his throat, a heart-pounding blue-black light quickly emerged. The next moment, a blue-black flame that seemed to have gathered all the decay and extinction at the end of time gushed out of Ye Zuochen's mouth like the water of the Styx bursting its dam!

Wow!

The poisonous fire of time silently swept towards the members of the Doomsday Cult.

"Ugh!!"

Isea Neos was the first to be hit. The moment the agate-colored sharp corners touched the blue-black poisonous fire, they were quickly covered with cracks and turned into powder as if they had experienced billions of years of weathering.

Young skin becomes loose and covered with deep wrinkles at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Muscle atrophy, rickets...

In just a short breath, he completed a long life, and then his entire body silently collapsed like a rotten dead tree and turned into dust.

The "personal history" that constituted his existence was completely shattered and dissipated into meaningless fragments of time!

Shinga Saifuko's black dress, which looked like mourning clothes, turned into ashes in an instant, and Meriloe's countless ugly roots and tentacles broke and decayed like dead vines thrown into strong acid. Even the red dragon could not escape.

Only the Vampire King, at the moment when the blue-black poisonous fire touched his body, burst out with the last ray of magic, instantly burning all his vitality, resisting the poison that consumed all existence.

His skin alternated wildly between aging and recovery, his body trembled violently, but his eyes burst into an unprecedented firm light!

"Demon Lord, how about this move? Without its host, the familiar will indiscriminately burn the surrounding 'memories'!!"

The shadows of the twelve beasts that had not yet dissipated suddenly let out their final mournful cry.

They gave up their form and, like funeral flames, transformed into twelve balls of extremely pure and violent flames of different colors!

These flames no longer attacked Ye Zuochen, but instead burned all the information around them madly and disorderly.

This is the final act of the vampire king when he is at his wit's end, trying to burn everything and perish together with his enemies!

call----

The dark blue poisonous fire of light was like a ruthless giant wave, mercilessly engulfing the twelve groups of beast fires that were trying to burn all the information.

The power of decay and destruction, symbolizing time, instantly eroded the flames of these burning memories.

The gorgeous fire of the beast struggled violently in the blue-black waves, emitting silent wails, but it only splashed a few fleeting ripples in this boundless poisonous sea of ​​time before being completely weathered and assimilated into part of the boundless poisonous fire.

After a moment, Ye Zuochen casually took a breath.

"——Your life is like a mayfly on the morning dew, all of it will return to the blue flame in my belly——"

call--!

The raging blue-black poisonous fire of time that could wipe out an era, like a tired bird returning to its nest, instantly rolled back and completely sank into his slightly opened mouth.

103 Deceiving fate with this lie

Deep in the bedroom of a palace in the [Qingqiong Locking Palace].

Thick velvet curtains blocked out the noise, and velvet bedding was piled up in a messy manner.

Ye Zuochen leaned against the soft pillow in the middle, with a few strands of slightly wet hair sticking to his smooth forehead.

He is now in need of a resident genius to help him answer questions and solve problems.

Mebius is busy working on version 2.0 of the Stigmata Project; Velvet is preparing for a space tour and looking for a suitable planet to live on; although Lala has extremely high intelligence, she also focuses her energy on building a black hole calculator.

Ye Zuochen had asked Guinevere about the future that the Vampire King had mentioned. The other party said that this statement might not be credible, and also said that even the God Ancestor could not see the "future" with the witch's spiritual vision.

Because the future is not a product of cause and effect or fate, but comes from the choices made by humans and gods.

Therefore, from the perspective of power, "peek into the future" is equivalent to "choosing the future."

In other words, only the power of gods can know the correct future, but the known future will also be chosen by gods and become something that is bound to happen.

When Ye Zuochen heard these statements, he couldn't help but murmur in his heart that he had fallen into a misconception and felt that he needed to find a scholar to help him uncover the truth, but in fact, what he needed was someone who could infer these people's intentions from their behavior.

To put it simply, what we lack now is a military strategist or counselor.

But it’s not a big problem. Although I don’t know what the vampires and celestial beings in this world are planning, I can just crush them all the way.

As he thought of this, sweat dripped onto his abdominal muscles.

Xiao Lingcai's black hair fell like a waterfall, glistening with sweat.

The slender yet flexible body undulated slightly, the slender waist drew an alluring curve with the movement, and the sapphire-like eyes were now misty.

Ye Zuochen's head tilted slightly to the left.

La Fulia and Yeze Natsune were stacked on top of each other like two swans embracing each other.

Ye Zuochen's gaze lazily turned to the right again.

Xiao Mengcong and Lan Yu Qiancong form another similar "tower".

Finally, Ye Zuochen's gaze fell back on the figure on his body that was still working hard and as flexible as a rapier.

"Zero dishes,"

Xiao Lingcai paused, raised her misty blue eyes to look at him, and panted slightly: "Hmm?"

"Do you want to meet your mother?" Ye Zuochen asked casually.

A glimmer of clarity flashed across Xiao Lingcai's eyes: "Which mother?"

Ye Zuochen seemed to think seriously for a moment: "Both... are fine."

In an instant, an almost dazzling light of excitement burst out from Xiao Lingcai's blue eyes, which were still watery!

She even forgot the unfinished service below her. Her body leaned forward slightly because of excitement, a strange blush appeared on her face, and she nodded vigorously.

"miss you!"

Ye Zuochen looked at her like this, a hint of understanding flashed across his eyes, his laziness suddenly disappeared, and his brows frowned very slightly.

【Ding】

Battleship H 1939 Project: Friedrich the Great: Now Available

Without any hesitation, and without even giving Xiao Lingcai any time to react, Ye Zuochen suddenly stood up!

"what!"

Xiao Lingcai was caught off guard and was knocked over by the sudden movement. She screamed and fell backwards onto the messy velvet bedding.

Ye Zuochen had already turned over and got out of bed. Without even looking at Xiao Lingcai, who was lying on the bed in shock and a hint of anger, he walked straight towards the side door leading to the bathroom and dressing room, his back showing no trace of nostalgia.

"Hey! Where are you going!"

Xiao Lingcai propped herself up and shouted unwillingly, her voice filled with annoyance at being interrupted and a hint of grievance.

Too much!

Too much!

This kind of being neither up nor down is the most uncomfortable!

Ye Zuochen's footsteps did not stop, and the wooden door leading to the [NPC World] appeared.

The excitement just now and the loss at this moment mixed together, making Xiao Lingcai feel a strong sense of emptiness and weakness deep in her body. For a moment, she didn't even have the strength to get up, and just stared blankly at the intricate carvings on the ceiling.

Crunch!

Ye Zuochen's figure merged into the light and disappeared.

……

【NPC World】, port scene.

Outside the tall floor-to-ceiling windows of the Governor's Mansion's reception room is the harbor where huge steel ships are anchored.

Inside the window is a mirror-smooth obsidian floor and solemn white marble columns.

The crystal chandelier cast a cool halo of light.

Ye Zuochen stepped into this space, his eyes instantly locked on the figure sitting like a sculpture in the center of the reception area.

Frederick the Great sat there with his hands folded in his lap, like a dark Madonna descending into a secular temple.

His nearly 1.9-meter-tall body exudes an imposing majesty even when he is sitting.

Her long, dark hair fell naturally on her side like a flowing ink waterfall, framing her pale yet flawless face.

The sharp red horns adorning her hair were like a devil's crown, intensifying the deep, cold, and invisible menace in her eyes.

The whole is shrouded in black and red tones, a perfect blend of gorgeousness and iron blood.

The off-shoulder black tight-fitting dress outlines the breathtaking and plump curves, and the gold buttons on the chest are embellished like medals.

The exaggerated black outer skirt spreads out to the sides like huge wings, and the inside is lined with a dark red as rich as blood.

The slender waist looks so thin due to the tight design.

Long red gloves extending to the elbows.

Under the black miniskirt are legs wrapped in stockings and boots, the lines are straight and full of power.

Frederick the Great's gaze also fell on Ye Zuochen.

Deep within the cold and majestic dark yellow, there seemed to be a very slight wave passing through.

The young man who walked straight in had a tall and straight figure but with the thinness that was unique to teenagers. Under his black hair was a face as clean as the first snow.

Those calm black eyes looked straight at her, without fear, without flattery, only a calmness that was almost indifferent.

Also, the courage to raise the banner of rebellion against the gods and the wisdom to seize victory.

As for strength, it is actually the least noteworthy part of him.

Very... cute.

An involuntary thought flashed through my mind, and was immediately replaced by a deeper scrutiny in his eyes.

A maid with a delicate figure and unique temperament was quietly refilling the bone china teacup in front of the emperor with black tea.

The ivory-gray curly short hair covered one eye, and the golden pupil on the other side was narrow and indifferent, like molten gold.

She wore a classic black and white maid outfit with a waistline, white lace embellished on the collar and cuffs, and a flat white apron tied on the outside. The over-the-knee white suspenders and the pair of silver high-heeled boots on her feet formed a wonderful combination of elegance and boldness.

It was Sheffield, the "Iceberg (Venomous Tongue) Maid" of the Royal Fleet.

The movements are precise and smooth, with no faults to be found.

He just pursed his lips slightly, and a flash of disgust in the corner of his eyes almost turned into actual disgust.

It was obvious that Sheffield wished that this uninvited guest would disappear immediately.

Frederick the Great ignored Sheffield's emotions and maintained a graceful smile.

"Iron Blood flagship, Frederick the Great."

"Ye Zuochen."

"Tirpitz has explained your existence to me in detail." Frederick the Great took a graceful sip from his teacup. "The Iron Blood needs a truly outstanding commander. Your abilities are worthy of my personal invitation."

"Interview?" Ye Zuochen raised his eyebrows slightly and looked directly at the emperor.

"Yes," Frederick the Great put down his teacup and leaned forward slightly. His eyes, like a hawk about to hunt, locked onto Ye Zuochen. "Then tell me, Commander. In your opinion, what is the Siren's true purpose?"

Ye Zuochen replied directly, "Experimentation. Experimenting with variables and observing the 'past' of different timelines, looking for countless possibilities for the Mind Cube to break through its existing framework. Each of their 'invasions' is a large-scale controlled experiment, solely to gather the decisive information needed for ultimate 'evolution.'"