Chapter 76 Unknown Fate 2

"Karl, what's wrong with you?"

At night, the other two of the three people who were resting in the hotel noticed that Karl was obviously in a bad mood. Tatarina took the small cake handed over by Lima, placed the cake in front of Karl, and picked up a piece with a fork and stuffed it into her mouth.

Karl reluctantly curled the corners of his lips to Tatarina, but he couldn't force a natural smile like usual. After trying several times, he gave up without waiting for Tatarina to speak. Karl

put his hands into the roots of his hair, shook his hair irritably, and finally pursed his lips and let his shoulders fall in frustration.

"....I..."

"What do you mean by 'I'? Why are you talking to us like that?"

Carl was not stupid. He could tell that Tatarina was using these words to motivate him, telling him not to dwell on what was hidden in his heart, but to ask his friends to come up with ideas and help.

But this was not something that could be explained simply in a few words. How should he explain it? Should he tell Tatarina and Lima that Carl himself was a god stamped by Pence? Should he tell them that the faction of the goddess of fate was falling apart, but the god of the sky still wanted them to go all in? Or should he tell them that there might be a tough battle in the true sense, and if they, a bunch of little shrimps, insisted on going up to give themselves up, they might be wiped out?

And the pair of golden eyes, he had never seen such beautiful eyes before, and the words "survive" in the fragmented memory that appeared inexplicably recently, including his sudden palpitations when he prophesied, all made him understand that the storm was coming at this moment,

so Carl didn't want to share with his friends, he simply couldn't say it, this was just a new team that had just left the novice village and was suddenly leaked that you will soon go to fight the final boss, and before that, they had not even been to Apenko, this is simply too absurd.

And he was still quite skeptical about the dual physiological theory proposed by the sky god Pence. Although he didn't know why, he had a physiological reaction in his body that told him not to get too close to the sky god, as if they had some grudges in their previous lives.

At this moment, a black butterfly dotted with gold suddenly flew to Carl's side, flew around Carl several times, and then landed on Carl's bent knees.

Carl's eyes fell on the butterfly. After staring at it for a few seconds, he tentatively stretched out his finger and gently touched the butterfly's wings. The butterfly did not dodge or show any fear, but flew up and landed on Carl's finger.

Carl was suddenly lost in thought while looking at the butterfly. He recalled the little Bronn, which suddenly appeared in the sight of the three of them on such a night.

The little Brodie never caused trouble or ran around. When Carl and his friends said, "Be good and wait for us to come back," it would tilt its head and nod like a chick pecking at rice, then sit quietly in the small nest. Unfortunately, perhaps life is always short-lived. In just half a month, the little life quietly disappeared from their lives and never appeared again.

Carl stared at the little butterfly on his finger quietly, and the Brodie kept appearing in his mind. Tatarina finished the cake, left Carl's portion, and then got up and left with the plate, while Lima turned around and returned to the guest room.

Suddenly, Carl found that the wind around him stopped, and the red curtain on the ground in the distance fell silently. Broken glass pieces filled the quiet night sky. Except for a few faint cicada chirps, Carl even felt that the world seemed to be silent at this moment.

At this moment, the little butterfly suddenly flapped its wings and flew away. Carl thought it was going to fly to another distant place, so he stretched out his finger to lend some strength to the little butterfly. But the little butterfly that got away from his finger did not leave immediately, but flew up and down in front of Carl, as if urging Carl.

"Are you... going to tell me to leave?"

Carl's special ability and strange language were activated, and he quickly separated the true meaning of the little butterfly. "Follow me."

After hesitating for two seconds, Carl stood up on the grass and patted the grass debris on his body. After calling Tatarina and Lima to go alone, Carl chose the latter and could slow down his pace. He followed the little butterfly and walked on the small road behind the hotel, which was covered with weeds and intertwined with branches and rarely traveled.

"Little butterfly, who asked you to take me here? Hiss...Is it possible that he knows this road?"

Carl didn't dare to speak loudly, for fear of attracting the attention of Tatarina and Lima, so he could only mutter a few complaints in a low voice. But as Carl pushed aside the plants that blocked his way, the dark figure in the distance made Carl dazed for a moment, as if he saw a familiar white figure, and he subconsciously said the name.

"Lan..."

But before he could say the next word, the man turned around. The mask on his face and the black robe that blended into the night and was difficult to detect without careful observation were all silently introducing the man in front of him.

The man with black hair raised his hand, and the butterfly left a trail of light spots, which finally landed on the man's hand. After kissing the little butterfly, the man stretched out his fingers and let the little butterfly fly around. A large group of butterflies suddenly appeared behind the man, with golden and silver light spots on their bodies. If you don't look carefully, you might think that the silver behind you is brilliant, but in the blink of an eye, the beautiful scenery that just looked like fireworks disappeared.

"Long time no see, little friend"

Compared with Lance, the man's hoarse voice has a grainy feeling, which can easily separate the two people, and Carl also came back from his trance.

"I remember you. Thank you for your help last time... So, what should I call you?"

"Call me Magician, but the name is just a symbol. Don't be too fussy about it. You can call me whatever you want."

"No, Mr. Magician, this is fine."

Although Carl knew that the Magician had done him a favor, the various experiences he had experienced along the way after leaving Artaco had already made Carl think and be cautious. He certainly would not easily let down his guard to face a strange man he had only met once.

"Why did you look for me?"

Carl didn't want to beat around the bush and asked his question directly. Chu Cheng was very satisfied with Carl's knowledge. Many of the words he had prepared before could be avoided. Naturally, he didn't want to drag it out, so he stated his purpose very straightforwardly.

"I hope you stay away from Bellit immediately, preferably to Ferrog, or other countries. Don't participate in his deification, many people will die."

Hearing Chu Cheng's words, Carl's first question was of course doubt. After all, it should be Pence who told him about this matter, how did Chu Cheng know about it, and they were all strangers. In Carl's mind, Pence and the magician were both dangerous people.

"What can you do to make me believe you? After all, running away rashly may also make the God of the Sky notice me."

"It doesn't matter, just leave, he will soon be too busy to care about you."

Chu Cheng was not just talking nonsense. When Aphrodite fully recovered and the Goddess of Night once again began to stir with supernatural powers, Pence would certainly be busy.

Seeing Chu Cheng's body moving, Carl subconsciously tightened his muscles, and his whole body entered a state of preparation without his knowledge. Chu Cheng walked up to Carl, and saw that this big boy had a lot more determination on his face than before, but still had innocence and courage. He smiled lightly, raised his hand and patted Carl on the shoulder.

"To survive"

This sentence that appeared repeatedly in the broken memory suddenly pulled Carl back to the memory of the blood-stained sky. His throat suddenly tightened, and he held Chu Cheng's wrist with some expectation and some tension, eager to find an answer.

"You know something, right! Are you one of them too?"

The magician was not displeased by Carl's rough action, but slowly withdrew his hand, raised his hand and clasped his fingers, and suddenly a beautiful rose appeared while flipping it, and placed it on Carl's hand that was still suspended in the air.

"You just need to know that many people are looking forward to your future"

"What about him!"

"Who?"

"The one with the golden eyes!"

Carl didn't know why he was so entangled in the eyes that flashed by in his memory, but those eyes lingered in Carl's memory, as if they were deeply rooted in his brain, and every time he thought of them, he would feel a subtle pain in his heart.

[His memory is loose? Is my divinity going to be digested? 】

【It should be, but it was never in this time period before】

【When is it normally? 】

【Pence took action, and after half of the sacrifices died, the magician rescued Carl, and Carl was upgraded on the eve of the final battle. You have now opened up a new possibility, and I can't give you too much help】

【Got it】

So the progress bar of Carl in front of him was obviously pushed forward by Chu Cheng. After thinking for two seconds, Chu Cheng decisively chose the mystery man. After all, he couldn't just say that Neropo was still alive, but he couldn't say it too firmly, otherwise it would easily affect the judgment of the goddess of fate.

"As long as you are still alive, everything is possible"

Carl was stunned. He remembered that in his memory, the man said that he was the destiny he chose. Carl retracted his arm and pressed it against his chest, where his heart was beating vigorously, but Carl had never felt that his heart beat so strongly, like a bell beating again and again.

'This place...carries two people, beating twice as often...'

Chu Cheng stuffed a letter into Carl's chest. In this situation, any communication device was not as useful as traditional paper.

"Wait until you can be truly honest with each other before opening this letter."

After saying that, Chu Cheng left, leaving Carl standing there alone, with his hair blown up by the wind. Of course, he could feel that the two little friends beside him each had their own secrets.

In fact, Tatarina was more like she would tell you if you asked her than a secret. She didn't think her past needed to be hidden, but there was no need to talk about it. As for Lima, Carl, with his intuition, could certainly feel that Lima must be carrying something heavy behind him, but Carl knew that now was not the time to speak out.

But since someone had suggested a direction for him, what could he not try? In other words, since he had nothing, what was there for him to dare to do?

So Carl returned to the hotel and decisively expressed his wish to his friend.

"Let's change to another place, anywhere is fine, leave Bellit"