Chapter 128 The most terrifying arena (please subscribe! Please vote! 13)

Qiao Yuanshan has become accustomed to seeing his junior uncle smiling but not bothering to pay attention to him.

He looked at the snow on Mount Zhongnan that never melted all year round, felt the chilly white snow with his fingers, and said:

"Little Uncle Master, is there really anyone in this world who can accurately predict fate?"

When he was on earth, Qiao Yuanshan always saw people in folk tales who could tell fortunes, but after going to Mount Zhongnan, he didn't see anyone who could tell fortunes.

Could it be that as rumored, these people who can know their destiny do not exist?

Wen Zhengming heard this and said, "Life is determined by God. Fate is predetermined, but luck is your own. This is destiny."

“You can calculate your fate, but your luck is constantly changing.”

"If you can handle it properly, then destiny can be in people's hands."

Wen Zhengming stood on the snow at the top of the mountain and said lightly.

Qiao Yuanshan was confused after hearing this. "Junior Uncle-Master, can we not be sarcastic?"

To put it simply, how can we control our destiny?

Can this destiny be predicted?

Qiao Yuanshan squatted on the snow, looked up at his junior uncle and said, "Junior uncle, can we give an example?"

If you don't explain it to me, I can only understand a hammer.

Wen Zhengming glanced at him and said, "Just like the road to immortality that is about to begin, this is fate."

"Those of you who are struggling to cross the road to immortality are relying on luck to cross the road."

Looking at Qiao Yuanshan, whose eyes were already beginning to sparkle, Wen Zhengming said calmly, "Forget it if you don't understand. You don't have the talent, so you have to accept your fate."

Qiao Yuanshan felt like someone was stabbed in the chest.

"By the way, how is my friend doing recently?" Wen Zhengming changed the subject.

"Of course it's good."

Wen Zhengming's mind flashed with Li Yangchen's pig-headed face, and he couldn't hide his smile: "Really? I heard that you beat him up badly during the sparring match a few days ago."

Qiao Yuanshan glanced at his junior uncle carefully and saw that he had no intention of taking action.

He swallowed and explained, "My master told me that if you don't want people to challenge you often in the future, you have to be more aggressive when there's a challenge, so..."

"So you beat him into a pig's head?"

"Junior brother, he is not lonely, and after being beaten by me, he will be more sociable."

What a unique train of thought!

Wen Zhengming glanced at him and turned away.

Looking at his junior uncle-master leaving, Qiao Yuanshan was a little confused. Was he not angry, or was he not angry?

………

Deep in the Murmal Forest, the ancient and mysterious sacrifice has ended. Black crows are crying on the branches, and an atmosphere of uneasiness and weirdness is naturally generated.

The elk on the ground had turned into a pile of bones at some point, and its empty pupils were looking in an unknown direction.

In the center of the altar, the red demon Mammon lowered his head and looked at the witch leader Mera who knelt on one knee in front of him and said:

"The people from the Magic Association went to the East?"

Meila took off the brim of her hat, letting her fiery red hair fall down her shoulders. She lowered her head and said very respectfully:

"Yes, there is news that they were looking for the remains of the war, but they were attacked at sea and disappeared."

"Arrogant and ignorant magicians, what do they think that place is? Can they go anywhere?" The devil Mammon had a disdainful sneer on his face, as if mocking the magicians for overestimating their own abilities.

On that land lives the world's greatest terror, and it also nurtures the world's most powerful life. It is originally the most terrifying arena.

Haven't these magicians learned their lesson from the war that swept the world when the beast was released from the cage?

"Have those people in the East recovered?"

"It revived half a year ago." Meira lowered her head, her red pupils shaking slightly, and it was unknown what she was thinking about writing.

She was an experiencer and a survivor of that war.

She naturally knew why the devil asked this.

That group of people had revived early, and several major wars had already taken place on that ancient land.

The demon Mammon was silent for a moment, then said:

"Go on, tell me what interesting things there are in this long-lost human world."

The demon raised his head, his horns were as red as blood, he breathed in the air, exhaled thick, rough breath, and flames burned.

Hearing this, Mela bowed and continued to explain what she knew about the human world. She first explained the changes in the world over the past few hundred years, and then talked about the coming of the mythological era and the conditions in various parts of the world.

The reason why Mela knew all this was because she heard it from the hunters who passed by the Mormal Forest. Those poor hunters probably didn't want to go into the forest to hunt anymore after experiencing the baptism of the witch.

Afterwards, Mela talked about the revival of supernatural forces along the Mediterranean coast.

"The Knight Family has not appeared yet. I don't know if their inheritance has been cut off. The Blood Clan is still in hiding. The Church has not appeared either. The war that year caused them the greatest trauma. I don't know what the situation is now. As for the Magic Association..."

Mera talked about the appearance of the Magic Association, but did not mention the other extraordinary creatures. To the demons and witches, there was nothing to say about these insignificant magical creatures.

"You mean a group of mortals captured people from the Magic Association in order to become magicians?"

The demon Mammon narrowed his eyes, as if he heard something interesting.

Mammon hadn't heard of a mortal being daring to have ambitions towards the extraordinary for a long time.

The last time it appeared seemed to be a thousand years ago.

Its rarity is almost equivalent to killing a god with a mortal body.

"Yes, respected Lord Mammon." Mera responded.

The demon Mammon laughed, like a hunter who saw his prey.

"Greedy humans, these are the best trading customers. I am beginning to look forward to meeting these greedy people. We will definitely have a pleasant exchange."

Nars knelt behind Mela. For the little witch, this was her first encounter with a demon.

She carefully looked at the demon in front of her from time to time, wondering what it would feel like to have two horns on her head.

It should be very heavy!

………

In the evening, the scorching sun has lost its brilliance and sets in the west, and the cool moonlight takes over the world.

Murray is the chairman of the committee of the Alliance of Western Nations. He has not had a good night's sleep for a long time since Mandragora and Mage Flower appeared on the committee.

The Mormal Forest has been designated as a restricted area, but Murray still feels that he will be retaliated by the extraordinary people at all times.

After all, no one has ever confronted supernatural forces head-on, but Murray directly offended a supernatural force - the Magic Association.

Poor Murray didn't know that the president of the Magic Association didn't care about them at all.

As the night gradually darkened, Murray put the pistol under the quilt. Now he had to touch the pistol before he could fall asleep every night.

Even so, I am half asleep and half awake, always in a hazy state.

That day, when Murray was tossing and turning in bed and couldn't sleep, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Murray suddenly grabbed the pistol under the quilt. As the chairman of the committee, there was always someone standing guard outside when he slept.

Normally when someone comes someone would wake him up, so why would someone be ringing the doorbell?

He got up quietly and rolled out of bed.

When he went down to the living room, he saw the bodyguard lying on the ground.

What's going on?

Why are people still ringing the doorbell outside even though everyone in the house has been knocked down?

Murray glanced through the window and saw that the bodyguard outside the house was also lying on the ground.

He swallowed and looked towards the door.

The doorbell sounded like a death song.

Murray touched it and looked through the cat's eye, but saw nothing.

"Who?" Murray asked.

The doorbell suddenly stopped and a hoarse voice sounded.

"My name is Mammon, and I'm here to make a deal with Mr. Murray."

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