Chapter 101 Final Day 5

The cover of this time surprised some people. It was because the magician, who had a small role but high popularity, was the subject of the cover. The wide brim of his hat covered his left eye, and the remaining eye was shining brightly in the shadow. He brushed the gemstone bow tie on his chest with one hand, but there was a faint mist floating beside him. There were

several children hiding on both sides of his flying cloak. Looking closely, they were young Afro and Neropo, and the little girl with long purple hair on the other side had most of her body hidden behind the magician, leaving only a pair of big lavender eyes blinking. But based on the relationship between the characters, readers quickly gave the answer.

[Is this purple-haired kid the goddess of fate? ]

[I think it's a 90% chance, right? She can stand opposite Aphrodite and Nerupt, and she's a female. So the only other possible candidate is the goddess of fate. After all, she doesn't match up with the goddess of the sea.]

[But I don't understand. What does this mean? Does it mean that the magician has a good relationship with the three gods? ]

[More than that, the magician is an adult, and the other three gods are all children. If the God of Time didn't deliberately shrink the three gods with his special powers, or sent the magician to the past, then there is only one possibility, that is, the magician is older than the three gods of Nerupt.]

[Huh? ! Is this true? Isn't the magician a human? What level of special powers can live for thousands of years? 】

【Upstairs, the official book doesn't seem to announce the race of the magician, right? 】

【I don't understand, I don't understand, my mind is completely confused now, where did this identity come from!!!】

The confusion brought by the cover did not last too long, because what happened next made everyone's eyes widen.

The country that has always existed in the dialogue, Yacoping, appeared for the first time in the comics.

Unlike any other country that has appeared, the overall feeling of Yacoping is simplicity. This simplicity is not the same as the dilapidated Ataco, or the low-key and solemn like Ferrog, which has a heavy sense of history, but it is pure and solemn, which makes people can't help but lighten their feet and follow the rules at a glance.

Almost all the buildings have milky white walls with simple reliefs, with occasional black or purple as embellishments. The roads are all dark red stone bricks, and most of the houses look similar. It is hard not to feel dizzy at a glance, as if you are going back and forth in one place.

As the camera moves down, pedestrians on the street also appear in the picture. Everyone is wearing white clothes, only the styles are slightly different, and the pedestrians are almost all couples, or families of three holding hands.

If you look closely, you can find that all the combinations that can be called families or lovers are all of the same race. Elves, angels, orcs, dwarves, although the races are rich and diverse, they inexplicably make people feel a sense of isolation.

This inexplicable feeling of disharmony is certainly not the readers' illusion, as a close-up is deliberately given in the picture. On a slightly crowded street, a pair of light elves with blond hair, blue eyes, and pointed ears strode on the road, and it can be said that they had smooth passage. Whether it was humans, dwarves, or other races, they all tacitly moved aside, opening up a relatively wide road

for the elves. It was not until the elves met another pair of elves who seemed to be older and more powerful that they stopped and respectfully moved aside, handing over the right of passage to each other.

Everything seemed so orderly and methodical, as if everyone was wound up and acted according to the rules.

[Wow, the hierarchy is quite strict. Is this the legendary superior country?]

[Look carefully. Isn't this the so-called stereotype? In the stereotype, dwarves are rough and dirty creatures, orcs are mixed, and elves, especially light elves and angels, are pure. Therefore, other races of life must give way to elves and salute them, and elves must also give way to stronger elves. It is the most rigid class system.]

[This is really a strict palace rule.]

Then, the picture follows the elf couple walking westward, and roughly depicts the appearance of Yacopin through their eyes. This place can be said to have developed the term "dignified and elegant" to the extreme. Men, women, young and old, regardless of race, are all dressed appropriately and have a faint smile on their faces. There are no noisy children, no quarreling couples, and no beggars or art sellers on the streets.

There are only dwarf iron shops, human stalls selling breakfast, and beast soldiers on duty. Everything is so reasonable. The elf couple held hands, looking so sweet, and slowly walked into the huge temple located in the center of Yacopin.

There is no doubt that this must be the temple of the goddess of fate. Compared with the extremely luxurious temple of the god of the sky, the temple of the goddess of fate can be said to be simple and plain. In addition to a few quartz pillars engraved with constellation spectra, there is only a huge statue standing in the pool.

The pool also had a close-up. The water was different from ordinary water, with a light green hue and golden dots in it, as if it had captured all the stars in the sky. Even though no stones had been thrown into it, ripples continued to spread outwards.

The name of this special pool of water also appeared next to it - Fountain of Youth

[Wow, the legendary Fountain of Youth is finally online, I almost forgot about this setting]

[This must be the life-saving weapon of the goddess of fate, the Fountain of Youth, it feels like a protracted war in the end]

[The goddess of fate is quite good, this big statue is built in this Fountain of Youth, it feels like it absorbs the essence of heaven and earth ()]

The statue of the goddess of fate can be said to be one of the few things in this huge Yaco Plain that is not white. The bronze statue has golden patterns and a few stars running through it. With its eyes closed, you can only see the statue's sad expression and clasped hands.

The elf couple finally stepped into the temple and came to the statue of the goddess of fate. There were several people lined up in front of the statue. No one made any sound. They just knelt in front of the statue, clasped their hands, and prayed devoutly in their hearts.

The picture did not show the people praying, but stayed on the statue. At this time, some readers noticed that every time a prayer was completed, the stars on the statue seemed to be more and brighter.

But this is not difficult to understand. It is a common setting for gods to gain the faith of believers to strengthen themselves, and not many people remember it.

But soon, the eyes of the statue, which had been tightly closed, suddenly loosened. However, the devout believers obviously did not notice this. They still knelt in front of the statue and prayed to their great goddess of destiny.

But the fact that the believers who prayed could not notice it did not mean that the apostles who were in charge of guarding the temple could not notice it. The apostle who was wearing a white hood and long boots beside him obviously felt the unusual power fluctuations from the goddess of fate. His figure, who had been standing still without any change, immediately came behind the kneeling believers like a ghost and issued an expulsion order in a formulaic and emotionless voice.

"Goddess, we will not accept any prayers today. Please leave immediately."

The elf couple kneeling on the ground did not seem unhappy about being disturbed. Instead, they still had a gentle smile on their faces. They helped each other to stand up, bowed to the apostle and left.

The statue of the goddess of fate radiated a strong light. After a moment, the apostle with a dull expression suddenly closed his eyes, folded his hands in front of him, and a faint golden pattern appeared on his skin. Undoubtedly, this was the goddess of fate descending.

The apostle of the goddess of fate opened his folded hands, and as he opened his hands, a mirror-like picture appeared out of thin air. A few seconds later, another face that was quite unfamiliar to the readers appeared on the mirror.

However, the title of the goddess of fate answered this question for everyone.

"Kapol"

That's right, the person the goddess of fate contacted was Kapol, the god of day. This is not surprising, after all, in the dusk of the gods thousands of years ago, without the help of the god of day, the Nerobo faction would not have been so badly defeated.

"Why did you contact me suddenly? Is there something wrong recently?"

The goddess of fate still closed her eyes, with no intention of opening them. Her other hand gestured in the air twice, and the supernatural power outlined a temple with the movement of her fingertips. The conspicuous Paret electric dragon above made it easy to recognize whose temple it was.

"Ferog, the recent supernatural fluctuations are very intense."

"You mean... impossible, you know what Aphro was like, his godhood was shattered, there is no possibility of resurrection, even if the Neropo guy gave his godhood to Aphro, he couldn't save him. Not to mention how long they both fell."

The words of the God of Daylight could not appease the Goddess of Destiny, and even made her imagine another possibility.

"What if there is a new life form that has been upgraded? You also remember why the battle happened a thousand years ago, right?"

This possibility made the God of Daylight stop and think, but he once again rejected the Goddess of Destiny's guess.

"You are aware of the current situation in the Continent of Ten Thousand Worlds. It is very difficult for someone to achieve a promotion by his own strength, let alone a fate as huge as that of the Night. Maybe something happened to the apostles on Ferrog's side."

Although the goddess of fate closed her eyes, her brows were tightly locked.

"No...recently I have observed that there are abnormal light spots flashing on the destiny star chart. From the past nodes to the future, there are things wrong...I suspect that the one who was promoted at that time did not die at all, but was hidden by Nero and the others."

"You mean...the God of Reporting? How is that possible? He died in front of Pence's eyes. Would Pence lie to you?"

The Goddess of Fate waved her hand and smashed the temple that was transformed by her supernatural power beside her. After a while, she informed the God of Daylight in an unquestionable tone of command.

"You keep an eye on Artaco and Ferrog at all times, if there is any possibility of promotion or resurrection."

The screen suddenly gave a close-up of the goddess of fate. Although her eyes were tightly closed, she could not hide her murderous aura that broke through the screen. The words seemed to carry endless anger, lingering in the ears of every viewer.

"Strangle them immediately!"