Chapter 75 Unknown Fate 1

Chu Cheng rushed back to Ataco as fast as he could after leaving the palace. Although it would be a wiser decision for Chu Cheng to persuade Carl first, after all, persuading Carl later would increase the possibility of variables. Once Carl participated in the sacrifice, it would be a big trouble. But Chu Cheng was betting that comics would not let the Son of the World be stained with an inappropriate color.

So as the real variable, Chu Cheng had to get Afro out from under the ground first. When Chu Cheng returned to Ataco, the biting wind and snow whizzed past, scratching his face painfully, but now Chu Cheng inexplicably tasted some grievance and sadness from this continent, like a child who had been alone at home for a long time complaining about why you came back so late. Chu Cheng paused, then touched his chest, where there was a remnant of the godhead. Although it was not enough for Chu Cheng to command Artaco, it greatly helped Chu Cheng to increase his reserve of supernatural powers, including a slight resonance between Chu Cheng and Artaco.

Setting foot on this snowy plain again, it was not as sad as in the Fall of the Gods, and the helplessness after the bloody wash. Now it was more numb and desolate, as if he had gotten used to being bullied and would never stand up again.

Chu Cheng put one hand on the ground. Of course, he couldn't easily crack the ground like Nerobo did now, but fortunately, his powerful supernatural power was retained. He inserted the hard ice cone into the ground, deeper and deeper, and continued to spread to both sides, tearing a big hole in the ground. The huge block of ice finally saw the light of day after a thousand years.

Chu Cheng broke the thick ice layer inch by inch, and the Paret Electric Dragon inside gradually revealed its true appearance. Wrapped in ice, the wind and frost of a thousand years could not leave any trace on her body. Chu Cheng stretched out his palm and placed it on the body of the Paret Dragon. Then, he condensed a sharp ice spike in his right hand and stabbed it into the back of his hand mercilessly. Instantly, blood gushed out and flowed down the scales and body of the Paret Dragon. What was shocking was that the blood was actually blue with a faint golden glint. The blood flowed more and more, gradually covering nearly half of the body of the Paret Dragon. The flowing blood wet the white snow and left a blue mark.

"Wake up... Aphrod."

Wrapped in blood, Aphrod's body gradually began to emit electric light, which became more and more obvious, with crackling sounds. In a burst of electric light, Aphrod was wrapped in a dazzling purple electric light ball. After nearly ten minutes, the light around Aphrod gradually dissipated, and the woman with long black hair lay on the ground, still with a cold and beautiful face, which had not changed at all from a thousand years ago, and not even a wrinkle could be left on her face.

Aphrod just lay quietly on the ground, as if she had fallen asleep quietly. Chu Cheng walked over and squatted down, patting Aphrod's face with the back of his hand unceremoniously, as if teasing a puppy.

"...Hmm..."

Lying on the wet snow was not a pleasant experience. Aphro frowned unconsciously, not to mention that there was a dishonest hand next to him. But Aphro, who had spent thousands of years in Ferrog, was very unfamiliar with the feeling of sunlight. Such a dazzling light made him turn his head uncomfortably, and he subconsciously wanted to raise his arm to cover his eyes.

But his arm was very numb, as stiff as a stone, and he couldn't control it at all. Aphro, who had no control over any part of his body, woke up from his coma in a trance. But his eyes just opened a crack and then immediately closed. Are you kidding? It's too ridiculous for him, Aphro, the goddess of the night, to wake up by staring at the sun!

But a dark shadow soon fell on his eyes. Afro opened his eyes tentatively, but the shadow did not dissipate. After more than half a minute, the shadow withdrew, and Afro quickly closed his eyes until a familiar voice rang in his ears.

"You are almost used to it. Don't lie on the snow."

"Nerobo!"

Although time has spanned a thousand years, it is actually just a blink of an eye for these two people, and they did not feel any flow of time. Afro saw Chu Cheng now, and he couldn't help but lie on the ground with his eyes wide open.

This time Chu Cheng didn't be polite to him. He pulled his arm and let Afro stand up, and Afro couldn't even recover from the shock.

For Afro, even if he was frozen underground for a thousand years, his memory was still Nerobo, the god of nature in the Fallen Gods. At that time, although Neropo was lazy all day and seemed to have little interest in everything, he still ascended to the temple of God with him with his passion. His eyes were full of light, always reflecting a faint blue polarization. The golden eyes, like a galaxy, carried the passion and hope of young life.

But now the Neropo in front of him no longer had the golden eyes that always made Afro indulge in them. There was no light at all. The gray pupils always seemed to be covered with a layer of thick fog. Looking inside, one could only see the thick ink like a pool of stagnant water. Even if a stone was thrown into it, there would be no ripples.

The same face, but it made him feel so strange.

"....Are you tired?"

Chu Cheng didn't expect that this would be the first sentence Afro said after waking up. He couldn't help but slightly raised his eyebrows, then tilted his head to one side, motioning Afro to follow.

Although Afro didn't know what was going on, he still followed Chu Cheng. After all, the trust he gave to Nerobo was unlimited. Chu Cheng deliberately didn't speed up his pace, and slowly led Afro around the edge of Ataco.

They saw the numb residents hiding behind the thick walls, who didn't care about anyone outside, saw the children carrying thick firewood, and the goose feather snow all over the sky. Even if he couldn't react, Afro understood that this was definitely not the scenery that would appear before he fell asleep.

"Nero..."

"Tsk."

Chu Cheng turned his head and stretched out a finger to put on his lips, and Afro immediately fell silent.

"Call me Lance"

"Lance...Lance..."

These two words were still too unfamiliar to Afro. He subconsciously wanted to call Nero, but he still held back. In the end, he faced Hun, whose whole body showed that it would break at the slightest touch. Whether it was the temperament around him or the friend whose name was unfamiliar, Afro felt a little confused and scared for the first time.

Afro shook her head lightly, knocked her head, picked up her skirt and waved her hands casually, and the black long skirt on her body immediately turned into a white skirt with a furry stand-up collar. Although he knew that Chu Cheng would not let him be exposed to danger, he still changed the overly conspicuous colors on his body first.

When the two of them slowly strolled to the palace, Afro had been holding back a lot of questions for a long time, and now he couldn't help but blurt them out.

"How am I still alive?"

"Neropo, what's wrong with your eyes?"

"Why did Artaco become like this?"

"...."

Chu Cheng didn't feel annoyed by the questions that kept coming at him, and he picked out a few of the more important ones and answered Afro first. But he didn't notice that Afro's face turned a little paler every time he answered a question.

"As for you, I used some tricks to move your timeline."

"The eyes changed color, but that's no problem. It's just a new color. You just need to get used to it."

"As for Ataco..."

Chu Cheng was silent for two seconds, then walked towards the floor-to-ceiling stained glass window, staring at the heavy snow outside the house, raised his arms, and opened himself up as if hugging.

"Welcome to the new century, Afro."

Afro didn't say anything. Through these light-hearted answers, he couldn't recall what had happened, but he knew that there must be endless sadness and suffering behind it. He could only put his arm around Chu Cheng's shoulder at this time and tell his friend, "It's okay, I'm here now."

Chu Cheng felt a little sore after stretching his arms for a while, so he dropped his arms and turned around to talk to Afro about something serious.

"Listen to me, Afro..."

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After temporarily settling Afro, Chu Cheng quickly changed into the magician's clothes. He had to use this identity to persuade Carl. Although Neropo of the Fallen Gods had seen vines, and the magician's special ability is vines, this has not been shown in the comics yet. He can still hold on until Carl ascends to the divine level and then reveal himself.

Thinking of this, Chu Cheng couldn't help but smack his lips. A few days ago, if someone told him that he would damage his godhood just to save a child who had nothing to do with him, he would definitely sneer and say that the other person was crazy. He is a person who will never give up power even if it is in his hands. But now, he can actually do this step. It can be said that the idea of ​​trying his best to perfect the comic "The Godhead of All Worlds" accounts for the majority.

Adjusting the mask on his face, Chu Cheng walked briskly in the pink dusk mixed with orange, flying over the tall buildings. In the last time jump, he finally confirmed the identity of Piantiao, or rather, the body. Speaking

of this problem, it is actually a dead loop. In the new century, Chu Cheng relies on the step-by-step guidance of these insiders arranged by him, and then he will go back to the past to complete his memory before the decisive battle. Once he goes back to the past, he will find that there is a bug in the words of Black Eagle in the new century, and further remove all the vests of Piantiao along with his race.

Thinking about it carefully, the doubt about Piantiao can be regarded as being in the hands of Chu Cheng and others, no matter at that moment. And he did a very good job of guiding people. From the wild prophet who suddenly appeared on the flying train, to Takla in the casino, and the black eagle who kidnapped him, it can be said that he was present before and after every "decisive" event.

This is the safety bolt under Chu Cheng, and Pianniao is the most critical link in it. Chu Cheng, who was rushing to Bellit, did not know that the real godhead in Carl's chest was emitting a faint light, allowing Pence in the palace to vaguely sense a familiar surge of magic, but He did not associate it with anything, or even if He thought of it, He would not dare to believe it.

It was from this moment that Chu Cheng pushed his fate from a dead end to a new path. The choice of fate took a brand new path, quietly extending a little light on the life tree