So he remained silent, but still did not forget to pretend to be "repentant".
Seeing this, the coldness in his icy eyes faded slightly, and he sighed and said:
“What is determined will be determined, and time will prove Him wrong.
As for the fusion with Existence...
Well, no matter what agreement Time has reached with Him, They will only witness the inevitable arrival in you.
The power of [Time] can also help you resist some hostility from deduction.
I found that [time] is also changing. He is probably no longer the [existence] I imagined. As for what exactly has affected Him, I will find out.
As for you...”
There was a hint of complexity in those eyes, and then the look turned cold again.
"The crime of blasphemy is unforgivable. Today I will give you a small punishment as a reminder."
As he spoke, several gusts of imaginary wind rushed towards Cheng Shi without any explanation, throwing the clown high into the air, and once again staged the same tragedy that had just happened at the hands of [Fraud].
Cheng Shi was about to vomit, but just when he was dizzy, his eyes slightly wrinkled, and he snorted in a voice that ordinary people could not hear:
"The power of [Time] goes back and forth, and it is easy to draw the power of [Fate] to intertwine and entangle, causing misfortune. Unless the power of [Time] is dispersed and allowed to merge with [Fate]... otherwise the fusion will never be a true fusion.
He had thought it through thoroughly and even took this step in advance.
But...why does He know so much about [fate] and [time]?"
As soon as the words came out, the eyes disappeared, and the ethereal gale suddenly stopped, throwing the clown to the ground.
Cheng Shi vomited, even vomiting stomach acid, and he kept vomiting until the entire void became silent again. Only then did he realize that his benefactor seemed to have accepted the fusion of faiths so calmly.
No, it's over?
He... figured it out?
hiss--
This is not like Him.
Cheng Shi blinked, not understanding what was going on, but that didn't stop him from forcing himself to flatter the boss.
"Praise [fate], praise tolerance, praise [nothingness]!"
Seeing that there was no response from the void, Cheng Shi felt relieved. He first cast a healing spell on himself, and then cast a awakening spell to pull up the unconscious blind man.
Looking at this truly pitiful Chosen One of Fate, Cheng Shi was just about to ask what had happened to him when he saw the blind man raise his head as if he had made up his mind, grab his hand, and "look" at him:
"Cheng Shi, can I trust you?"
"???"
Cheng Shi was confused. If you are not my sister, how can you take the initiative?
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