Chapter 626 This is a game

Tiamat didn't expect Amberthus to ask the goddess of fate a question. She thought for a moment and then replied, "I think you are not asking about the twin goddesses, the goddess of luck and the maiden of misfortune. You want to know the story of their predecessor, the goddess of opportunity, Tyche?"

Amber shook his head and said, "I have heard this story many times. Mortal scholars say that the goddess Tyche was corrupted by the god of corruption and turned into a monster. She was eventually killed by Selune and split into the twins, the goddess of luck and the girl of misfortune.

"But if the goddess who controls fate can be hurt by a thorny rose, then is Tyche really fate itself?"

There are few prophecy wizards, but every one of them has never given up pursuing the true meaning of destiny.

Amber had naturally heard of the two goddesses of luck and misfortune, including their origins and stories.

It is rumored that every influential person will meet the goddesses of luck and misfortune when he is born.

The goddess of luck, Tymora, will take out a gold coin with her portrait printed on it and play a coin tossing game with the girl of misfortune, Benbasha.

If the girl of misfortune can guess the heads and tails correctly, the newborn will be cursed by the girl of misfortune, otherwise the newborn will be blessed by the goddess of luck.

Only a few true legendary heroes can have the coin stand up when they toss it. This means that neither goddess can interfere with his life, and he can control his own destiny.

This story sounds fantastic, but precisely because of this widely circulated story, all prophecy wizards understand that these two goddesses cannot represent true destiny.

Perhaps, they are just a higher level of the profession of prophecy mage.

After the legend, there are these two goddesses.

But they are definitely not destiny itself.

The way everything in the world works, the integration of all the past and future, cannot be simply expressed as luck or misfortune.

For the stubborn stone, there is no such thing as luck or misfortune, but that does not mean that the stone has no destiny of its own.

The same goes for heroes. If one can escape the control of fate so easily, then such a concept should not exist in this world. Everything should be chaotic and unclear, and predicting the future should be impossible.

So, we can infer the answer by reverse calculation.

As long as the accuracy of predicting the future has never been broken, it means that the incomprehensible fate must exist, and everything that has been written cannot be modified, so there must be an infinite power maintaining this rule.

If the goddess of luck and the maiden of misfortune are not fate itself, then what about their predecessor? The goddess Tyche who was corrupted and died by a cursed rose?

This is too funny. Even a prophet would not make such a mistake. How could the goddess of fate wear the incarnation of corruption on her head and not notice it until Selune purified her? This story is too stupid and seems more like a story imagined by mortals.

For this purpose, Amber consulted the gods he knew.

The God of Alchemy was too young to know the truth; the Lord of Dawn was embarrassed and remained silent, as it was rumored that Goddess Tyche was once his lover; Oghma said he did not want to answer this question; Jaeger said he never cared about fate; the Lord of Storms said he seemed to have heard of it, but was not familiar with it... Amberxiu originally thought that he had a wide network of contacts in the circle of gods, but after asking around, he still couldn't find the answer that belonged to him.

Very good, very consistent with the mysterious feeling of fate.

This also deepened Amber's thought that the goddess Tyche was not fate itself.

Can this mean that the God of Destiny itself does not exist, but is just an imaginary object for prophecy wizards to vent their anger on when they encounter misfortune?

Amber thought about this problem seriously and finally denied this negative conjecture.

The reason is simple, because he himself is special.

If every prophet was born with a coin tossed, then when Mr. Fortune and Selwyn were born, the Maiden of Fortune must have won. And when Harvey was born, it should be the Lady of Luck that won.

What about Amber? The answer is that when he was born, the two goddesses did not play the coin toss game.

Amber Xiu did travel through time, and he brought his physical body with him.

At first, Amberxiu imagined that it was Io who summoned him personally, and that he was the follower of the God above Gods, and the true son of destiny.

After traveling through time for a hundred years, he gave up this boring fantasy.

So besides Io, are there any gods who can rescue people from another world? The answer is yes, and a lot of them.

There are so many boundless dimensions that even Oghma cannot know all of them, so the situation of a time traveler like Ambershu is not that special, until Ambershu came into contact with destiny.

By now, all the gods had heard of his name.

But till now, Amberxiu still cannot see the true face of fate.

It is impossible that all gods are unaware of the existence of fate. Even Jaeger doesn't seem to want to talk about this topic, which makes Amber feel more and more that something is wrong.

After being ridiculed by Paruliel before, Amberxiu vaguely felt that something was wrong. There must be a key that could explain what he had been experiencing and reveal where the goddess of fate was.

However, even the Dragon Mother Tiamat could not provide any useful information. Should he really go and talk to the goddesses of luck and misfortune himself? As the Grand Duke of the Devil, Amberxiu was qualified to send an invitation to the two goddesses, but he always felt that this was not the right direction.

Assuming that today's luck and misfortune are just smokescreens released by the true goddess of fate, why should you rush into it?

The real key lies in himself. Amber Xiu can only assume that it was the goddess of fate who pulled him here, but what is the purpose?

Tiamat looked at Amberthus' distressed expression and felt a bit gloating. This guy also had such pain. If she had known this earlier, she should have rubbed salt into the wound.

However, Tiamat did not come to talk about faith with Amberhu. He was more concerned about Amberhu's plan.

"Now Xirik has contacted those abyss demons, but He did not tell me how to lead you to the abyss. You are not a fool, so you will not go there yourself."

Amber nodded and said, "Yes, so Xirik must want to find something on me, give me conditions that I cannot refuse, and then force me to go to the abyss in person."

“Is this another bait you have thrown?” Tiamat asked.

"It's not a bait, it's a game." Amber said seriously, "Xirik is not a fool. He will know what I mean. I use my weakness to tempt Him to take action personally. He can bet with me. Will I hook him up, or will he eat my bait and force me to go to the abyss."

Tiamat said, “What if He doesn’t gamble? He can easily persuade those mindless demons to take whatever bait you throw. Cyric’s favorite lie of extrication, whether it will be exposed or not, has nothing to do with Him.”

Amber Xiu said confidently: "Yes, I now call him a man of fun who harms others without benefiting himself. But bait must be alive to be useful, right? Those crazy demons will only crush the bait, and it will be useless in the end."

Tiamat was full of doubts. She felt that Amberthus still had many secrets that he had not told her. This plan sounded crude. For that tiny possibility, sending the thing he cared about most to a dangerous place? This sounded unreasonable.

Tiamat bet her two dragon heads that the damned deceiver must have some hidden plan, waiting for Cyric to run headlong into it.

However, Tiamat did not ask any further questions. Just as Ambersau said, He did not want to get too deeply involved. Now He had the capital to watch the show, but if He continued to understand more deeply, He would probably become part of the bait.

Tiamat stood up and turned to leave, but finally reminded: "Since you are ready, I will not be polite to you. Our cooperation ends here. If Xirik really finds an opportunity, I will help without hesitation. I believe you understand this?"

"Of course I understand, because I do too. Your Excellency Dragon Mother, you should know that if you fail to kill me, I will add your name to my revenge list again."

Tiamat smiled and said, "You said it as if it was not written down. I never believed that you could forget the past. By the way, tell Zariel that if he cannot return to Mount Heaven, he can come to me. The dragon tribe will reserve a place for him."

"Are you starting to poach people now? Zariel just agreed to work for me." Amber said with a smile.

Tiamat said nothing more, and completely dissipated in a flame.

The moment Tiamat left, Amber stopped smiling.

The heavy Codex of the Dead appeared in Amber's hand. He moved his fingers and quickly left a message on the group chat: "Friends, I have finished the preparations here. Let's proceed according to the plan."

Normally, whenever Amber Xiu sends a message, someone will always reply immediately.

But this time, there was no response from the Code of the Dead for a long time.

Amberxiu did not wait for a reply, closed the Codex of the Dead and closed his eyes.

The huge body seemed to have fallen silent, merging into the entire library. Amber's consciousness was already immersed in the magic mirror, with all his attention focused on the undead army that was about to set out.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Angel Watson threw a bunch of requests at him, not like an employee at all, but rather like a client making demands. However, Amberxiu still met his requirements and took the time to discuss the optimization of various types of troops in detail with Angel Watson.

Amberxiu has the memories of his previous life. Although he only knows the results of many things but not the reasons behind them, the change in appearance alone can inspire Angel Watson. This military genius can quickly draw inferences from one example and come up with new ideas.

Amberxiu spent a lot of money to speed up time, and only then was he able to gather such a large army of undead.

As for the specific combat effectiveness, it has to be tested through actual combat.

The undead do not need military exercises, nor do they need political commissars to do ideological work; they will rush to the battlefield at the command of a single command. This is the best weapon of war.

A huge space passage opened in front of the Blood River Fortress. Angel Watson gave orders in an orderly manner through the magic mirror, and the vanguard composed mainly of Death Knights rushed in.

Hundreds of large magic mirrors combined into a full-range lens, showing every detail of the battlefield in front of Angel Watson.

Across the space gate is the chaotic space deep in the blood river. This is a strange world composed of countless space fragments and connected by spider-web-like roads.

Most of the demons didn’t know which road led to the Blood River of Hell, so they all followed the main force. Anyway, since they were so numerous, they would always find the direction by “overflowing”.

This undead army, mainly composed of death knights, appeared on a rotten and blackened grass after passing through the space gate. It was unknown which layer of the abyss it was. After setting foot in this area, countless monsters like filarial worms drilled out from the ground, trying to climb onto the skeleton horses to eat their flesh and blood.

But as the Death Knight's aura of fear spread, these fanged filarial worms convulsed and rolled on the ground.

As the breath of undead spread, these dangerous little bugs began to die in large numbers.

Although creatures from the abyss are dangerous, the undead are not good things either. Dark magic is highly poisonous to all living things.

The reason why this area was chosen as the first choice for attack is because this rotten grassland is full of these demonic parasites. Ordinary demons need to consume a lot of magic power to clean it up, and it will be very difficult to move.

But the dark magic of the undead was just the right thing to restrain these insects with weak vitality. Wherever the Death Knight's iron hooves went, the corpses of these silkworms lay all over the ground.

"Send out the reconnaissance team to search all nearby demon settlements and clear them all out..."

At Anger Watson's command, several strange undead spirits that appeared with the Death Knight took heavy steps and spread out in a fan shape.

These giant undead have very strange appearances, with only six thick thighs and an upper body that looks like a honeycomb insect egg.

It has no arms or mouth, and seems to be just a movable flesh and blood platform, specifically designed to move this huge hive to the battlefield.

When the six giant beehives were spread out a sufficient distance, the thighs of these behemoths inserted deeply into the ground, and every hole on the hive opened automatically, and countless black shadows flew out in an instant.

These black shadows are all strange flying insects the size of an ordinary person's palm. They have streamlined bodies, bulging abdomens, and a pair of small wings. They do not look suitable for flying at all.

But after the hive ejected these alien insects, high-speed airflow began to spray out of their butts, and they flew in all directions at an extremely fast speed like small jets.

This is a new type of undead that integrates micro jet engine technology. It is a fusion product of alchemy and necromancy. The cost is not low, but the effect is also excellent.

There are tens of thousands of these flying insects in each insect nest, and six insect nests have more than 60,000. Only 10,000 were released in the previous wave, but it looks like a dark cloud covering the sun, and it looks extremely terrifying.

These flying insects fly at extremely fast speeds, with the fastest speed approaching the speed of sound, far exceeding the limit of flying techniques, and the maximum flight distance is as high as 120 kilometers.

However, the limit here means that there will be no return.

These bugs are both scouts and suicide drones, just like the deep-sea minnow troops back then. They will automatically lock onto living organisms, charge, and then self-destruct. The undead toxins are also deadly enough to demons.

This time, Angel Watson was fighting an unprecedentedly large and prosperous war, so he didn't need to be stingy with his troops.

All the reconnaissance flies were sent out to attack all the demons within a radius of 120 kilometers in a suicide attack. Once these flies died, the insect nest would sense it and mark the direction and distance of death.

By counting the number and location of deaths of these flying insects, Angel Watson can calculate the distribution of demons within this area.

Soon, dozens of different locations, large and small, were marked on the map. These were places where large numbers of reconnaissance flying insects had died.

With a sneer, Angel Watson ordered some of the Death Knights to go to these locations and strangle the remaining demons.

Angel Watson didn't have to worry about being defeated by the Death Knight, because the one who led the charge this time was the Devil Grand Duke's daughter, Melina.

Melina, dressed in heavy armor, charged forward. This time, she did not shout excitedly as usual, nor did she summon the Whispering Tree to prop up the magic-forbidden barrier.

She simply charged forward silently, easily tearing apart the demons that stood in her way.

Even though he didn't use much strength, people who were familiar with Melina could sense that this adult seemed to be even more powerful than before.

Otherwise, why do they say hell trains people? It has only been a short time, but this Death Knight seems to have been reborn.

Amberxiu did not intervene in the command, leaving the professional matters to the experts. Angel Watson's ability to lead troops was countless times better than his, and he certainly would not do anything mindless like ordering the Death Knight to move 50 meters horizontally.

Amber Xiu's eyes were fixed on the figure charging forward.

This was the bait he had thrown out, and now he just had to wait for Xirik to take the bait.

(End of this chapter)