Volume 1 Chapter 359 Marcus controls the book of destiny

Some people die but live forever.

No one cares about the prophet's corpse, but his image will forever be engraved on the totems representing the faith of all orc tribes. This was the decision made by Agu, and it was also the highest respect for the prophet.

This is the orc.

But some people, like Marcus, always like to use death to spur themselves on while they are alive.

Above the night sky, when no one was around, he opened the book of destiny.

Facing the cool breeze, he fell into memories.

This book of destiny was the book that Lynch asked him to hold when he first entered the space garden. At that time, Lynch only handed him a piece of cake and led him to the window of the castle. When he looked down, he saw the book of destiny.

He and Lynch didn't say anything, and even just talked about the taste of the castle's pastries and the seemingly miserable powerful goddesses under Lynch's command.

When leaving, Marcus picked up the Book of Destiny and looked up. His teacher was still standing at the castle window, gazing up at the sky, as if he didn't see anything.

Later, Marcus learned from Hercules that the Book of Destiny was a forbidden artifact. It had only one function, which was to know one's destiny.

What a great honor it is to know the fate of all things without any price.

But since Marcus took the book of destiny, he found that he didn't feel happy at all.

Now let’s look at this book of destiny again.

The names of all the characters related to him appear on the golden pages.

[The orc tribe, the orc prophet Kandelshi, led the orcs to true glory...returning to their roots, became the new belief of the orcs' totem. 】

On this page, the words are flashing.

This was also the first time Marcus knew the name of the Beast Prophet, or perhaps he was the first person to know the name of the Beast Prophet.

"I used to be a knight-in-chief in the Kingdom of Cree, and most of the people I knew were bad. But now, most of the people I see are good. At that time, I had seen and come into contact with too few things. There are no bad people in this world. People pursue fame and fortune, but everyone has the best wishes in their hearts."

"Mr. Kandershi is a good man. As a demigod, he should be eternal, but in order to predict the future and find a bright future for the orcs, he constantly overdraws his eternal life. Goodbye, Mr. Kandershi."

Marcus sighed and turned to another page in the book of fate.

The countdown to the end of the world continues.

But Marcus was used to it and was not surprised. He slowly turned to another page.

There was a gleam of struggle in his eyes.

I turned another page and sighed again.

Names appear one by one as the pages turn.

'Penny Senior', 'Borg Babbitt', 'Morton Kenneth', 'Paul Butz'...

The pages of the book also record everyone's destiny, and each person has his or her own different lifeline.

Marcus gritted his teeth and slowly closed the book of destiny.

Every time he read the book of destiny, he had a different feeling. Knowing destiny is not a good thing.

Marcus stopped thinking about these things. He looked around and saw the vast army of the Land of God's Grace marching towards Valdinlan. They were now invaders - the truly evil people who were leading the world to destruction.

The rolling dust was like waves, but the blood moon still emitted a bright red color.

The closer we get to Wadinglan, the louder the noises in the sky become. The flashes of various energy and thunder collide in unison with the beating of our hearts.

"stop!"

Marcus suddenly drove the flying dragon named "Momon" over the head of the majestic Cyclops and stopped in front of the army. He turned around suddenly and waved the flag with the smiling man's military flag in his hand in an orderly manner.

The flag was shining with yellow light, and dazzling arcs of electricity were flashing on Marcus' body, making him like the brightest star in the night sky.

The army of the Land of God's Grace stopped advancing.

The magic ship was suspended, the Cyclops was roaring at the huge shield of Wadinglan in the distance, the Asian soldiers of God's Grace were standing in the dust while jumping on the chaotic terrain, and only the sky garden was still moving towards Wadinglan.

Marcus looked back at the sky garden emitting light and moving forward, but didn't care - it was the battlefield belonging to the gods.

His battlefield was in Wadinglan.

Then, Marcus looked at the smiling people in front of him. All of them were wearing smiling masks that were extremely sacred to them.

In the distance, the army of the Land of God looked at the ancient city of Wadinglan with anxiety and excitement in their eyes, as well as the human believers on the magic boat, who were carried on the shoulders of the Cyclops or on the shoulders of some demi-humans and finally landed. Dozens of pope-level figures floated above the dust with complicated eyes.

This war for humanity's last remaining territory means different things to everyone.

For the people of the Land of Grace, perhaps this war means getting ahead, regaining the glory of their race, having enough food and work. For the believers, it means absolute obedience to the gods they believe in. Without the oracle, they would not be standing here. Even if Marcus and others made perfect preparations for these churches and temples, these fanatics would still not surrender.

Marcus's eyes suddenly became fierce, and he pulled out the giant sword from behind.

The giant sword that was usually carefully wrapped in coarse cloth suddenly flashed with lightning, revealing the sharp edge of the giant sword.

At this moment, the army of God's Grace was silent. The sound of energy collision could still be heard from the sky above Wadinglan in the distance, but Marcus could still hear the different heartbeats of the hundreds of thousands of races present. And his own heartbeat.

All eyes were on Marcus. The glory of leading humanity to battle was gone, but now, a battlefield like this was more worthy of his remaining life.

"People of the Land of God's Grace, this is the last piece of human land in the Aegean Continent! This is a territory protected by God, and the light of God shines on Wadinglan. I regret to tell you that when we take a step forward, our enemies will no longer be weak humans!"

Marcus raised the great sword, with the tip of the sword pointing toward the sky with its arc of light flashing.

"Squeak——"

The lightning arc shot up into the sky, stubbornly trying to go higher!

"Our enemies will be the gods in heaven and the demons in hell!"

Under the bloodshot gazes of the people of the Land of God's Grace, Marcus yelled at the top of his lungs, causing veins to bulge on his forehead, which was barely visible through his silver helmet.

"We are bathed in the grace of the gentleman. Please remember his name - Lynch Nicholas! He will be the one who leads us to victory! The world is decaying, and we will use our blood and the blood of our enemies to revive the world!"

"All magnificent buildings and powerful enemies will eventually be reduced to dust under the power of the Land of Divine Grace!"

“——”

As Marcus roared, the people of the Land of God's Grace also followed him in roaring wildly.

The roar shook the entire sky.

Hundreds of figures in black robes suddenly appeared in the sky. They seemed to be shrouded by the blood moon. The strong wind in the night sky made their robes rustle, revealing the pale bones underneath.

The Smiley Man's dragon was spinning madly.

Then, the protective shield covering the ancient city of Kawaramachiran slowly disappeared from top to bottom.

Marcus once again raised his giant sword, transformed into thunder, and pointed the sword at Wadinglan.

"Kill!"