Chapter 1083 The Pattern of the Wheel of Fortune

The moment Zhou Wen shattered the Tai Shang Kai Tian Jing, he felt strange changes in his body.

The mysterious Sigh of the Fate King started to operate automatically, and the killer who was integrated with Zhou Wen's body was still bursting with terrifying murderous intent and vitality, which was even more terrifying than when he fought with the eight life souls before.

Zhou Wen's own energy and spirit also erupted like a volcano.

The energy generated by the explosion of these three forces is simply unimaginable.

Zhou Wen has seen countless mythical creatures. Excluding the demon infant that possesses the ability to turn people into fear at the mythical level, the power that can be unleashed by various powerful mythical creatures such as Zhulong and Tyrant Behemoth seems to be less terrifying than the power that Zhou Wen is unleashing now.

Driven by such a terrifying force, Zhou Wen felt that his body was constantly transforming.

This transformation was different from any previous one. All the previous transformations were within the range that Zhou Wen could bear, but this time, the energy generated by the evolution was no longer within the range that his body could bear.

At the beginning of the evolution, Zhou Wen was very worried that his body would explode because it could not withstand the force.

In fact, this was indeed the case. In just a moment, countless cracks appeared on Zhou Wen's flesh and blood body, like an eggshell that was about to break.

At this critical moment of life and death, the terrifying force rushed towards one place.

It was a point, a point that seemed to exist and not exist, like the starting point of the universe and the end of the world.

That point seems to exist in reality, but it also seems to exist only in consciousness.

There is a point between reality and illusion, and its existence was originally difficult to confirm. However, when the terrifying power was injected into that point, the point gradually became clear.

It is constantly rotating and changing, and becoming more and more solid, but this solidity is very abstract. It does not really exist in reality and seems to be just Zhou Wen's own imagination.

Gradually, the dot grew bigger and brighter, and turned from a dot into a roulette wheel.

Moreover, there are many strange patterns on the roulette wheel that are constantly changing.

Those patterns were very abstract. Sometimes Zhou Wen felt that those patterns looked like himself, sometimes they seemed like killers, and sometimes they looked like the souls that had been killed by Zhou Wen.

The Ancient Human Emperor, the New Era, and the Prison King, it seemed that at a certain moment, some of the patterns looked somewhat similar to them, but when you look closely, they don’t look alike.

It is hard to explain and describe the appearance of those patterns accurately.

Even the shape of the roulette wheel itself, Zhou Wen couldn't clearly describe it. It was called a disc, but it was not just a single surface. It had a spherical curvature.

It is said to be a sphere, but when viewed from a certain angle it appears concave, like a coin that is constantly rotating and changing.

"Is this the Wheel of Fortune?" Zhou Wen could feel that the Wheel of Fortune was inextricably linked to him, like a part of his body, as important as organs like the brain and heart.

But unlike those organs that grow on the body, it exists independently.

"What will be my Wheel of Destiny? Tyrant Behemoth's absolute power is good, and Eclipse Dragon's insight is the strongest, but those seem to have nothing to do with me..." Zhou Wen didn't know what his Wheel of Destiny would be.

Because there is no experience for him to draw on, he may be the first person to ascend to myth through his own strength.

The three forces are still pouring into the Wheel of Fortune that is taking shape, but even the Wheel of Fortune seems unable to bear such a powerful force.

In particular, the energy released by the King's Sigh is simply endless, like the galaxy in the universe.

The energies that overflowed from the Wheel of Destiny seeped into Zhou Wen's flesh and blood. Under the impact of those energies, his transforming body seemed to have undergone some inexplicable changes.

Zhou Wen and the Wheel of Fortune were constantly transforming, especially the patterns on the Wheel of Fortune, which seemed to be changing slower and slower, and some lines had already stopped moving.

Zhou Wen inexplicably knew that his wheel of destiny was about to take shape, and this was the most critical moment.

"What kind of power could it be? If I could choose, I hope the power of the Wheel of Fortune is related to time and space." Zhou Wen felt that the power of time and space would make it easier to understand the origin of the world.

To understand the relationship between the other dimension and the earth's universe, perhaps the power of time and space is a good entry point.

However, there is no pattern related to time and space on the Wheel of Fortune.

On the condensed Wheel of Fortune, many lines have solidified. Those lines look a bit messy and it is still difficult to make out what they are.

Zhou Wen tried to find some patterns in it, but the reality was that the lines had no pattern at all, some on the left and some on the right, like random graffiti.

Most of them are curved, and there are almost no straight lines.

"Ah!" When most of the lines took shape, Zhou Wen finally figured out what the pattern was, and was also shocked.

It was a painting, a portrait of a woman, but it only showed a side profile, and the whole face could not be seen. Moreover, it was not truly completed, but only an incomplete side profile, yet it was already breathtakingly beautiful.

But this was not the reason why Zhou Wen was so shocked. What really shocked Zhou Wen was that he was so damn familiar with this woman's profile picture.

This is the portrait of the woman on the anchor. There is no mistake. Zhou Wen has seen it too many times and thought about it too many times. Except for the absence of the anchor, this is the portrait of the woman.

As more and more lines became fixed, Zhou Wen's guess was proven. It was indeed exactly the same as the portrait of the woman with the anchor he had seen, except that there was no anchor.

“Why…why did that woman’s pattern appear on my Wheel of Fortune…” Countless thoughts flashed through Zhou Wen’s mind.

Seeing that the portrait of the woman was almost finished, with only a few strokes left, Zhou Wen suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

"That's my Wheel of Fortune. Why is there a woman on it?" Zhou Wen felt some inexplicable emotions in his heart, and these emotions seemed to have infected the Wheel of Fortune as well.

When the last stroke of the woman's portrait was finished, the Wheel of Fortune suddenly shone brightly, and the rapidly spinning Wheel of Fortune suddenly stopped.

The next moment, the wheel of fate started moving again, but this time it was not moving like before, it was actually reversing.

As the wheel of fortune turns, the portrait of the woman engraved on the wheel of fortune is disappearing bit by bit.

He didn't know why, nor what the consequences would be, but Zhou Wen felt inexplicably happy.

Good night.

(End of this chapter)