The Fool of the Gods

The reason why the meteorite rain of fire can be called a forbidden spell is that this spell lasts for a very long time, so long that it can exterminate all living things within the range of the hit, and even the ground can be dented three feet.

Generally speaking, the mental power of the caster of any race probably cannot support such a huge spell consumption.

But the meteorite rain of fire is an exception, because it is not a creation, but a summoning.

The huge sun on the horizon is real!

This terrifying huge sun named [Wrath of Hate] was originally the subordinate god of [Chaos] and the messenger of [Chaos]. After being imprisoned by [Order] in a certain era, it became the highest power bestowed by Him on the elemental judges under His seat.

Just open the door of the prison that imprisons [Wrath of Hate] for a moment and aim at a certain area, and the anger that has been suppressed for countless times will pour down.

Until He wakes up from the chaos and realizes that his venting is only taking advantage of those followers of [Order], He will stop in dismay, tighten the prison door, and then start brewing the next cycle of anger.

The Wrath of Hate, the Subordinate God of [Chaos], the Commander of [Chaos], the Prisoner of [Order]

Having said so much, he just wants to prove one thing, that is, the meteorite rain and fire cannot be solved by mortals.

Cheng Shi and others rushed towards the 3 o'clock direction for only a few minutes, and the whistling meteorites exploded around them one by one.

Even without hitting them, the splashing magma and fire made it difficult for them to move.

"No, this road is blocked! Mage!"

"Time, go back!"

The scene is so similar, and time is reversed again.

"1! Run!"

Cao Sansui felt that he was being carried by Chen Chong and ran madly towards the 1 o'clock direction as soon as he was thrown ashore from the long river of time.

"No, Chen Chong, 5 o'clock!"

Chen Chong paused, and swung his hands without hesitation, throwing the two people in his hands like a windmill, and quickly ran back to the diagonal rear with inertia!

"What's going on?"

Cao Sansui's face was solemn: "We failed twice."

Xia Wan followed closely, and Cheng Shi frowned secretly.

He stretched out his hand and turned the dice in his arms again.

3 o'clock.

"Not here! The smoke is too dense, and I can't see the road clearly! Assassin, speak, guide the direction!"

"Assassin? Song Yawen? Damn, dead, mage, backtrack!"

"Time...backtrack..."

"7 o'clock, Chen Chong, reverse!"

Flip the dice, 4 o'clock.

"Xia Wan, be careful!"

"Time...backtrack!"

"9 o'clock, hurry!"

Flip the dice, 5 o'clock.

"......"

The time walker can become T0, and the unlimited trial and error opportunities in the [Time Battlefield] are one of the keys.

But the power of [Time] cannot be enjoyed for free all the time. When "time" cannot continue to flow on the battlefield for a long time, as the master of time, He will also lose His temper.

The sneeze of the gods is the storm of mortals.

When time goes back to the sixth time, even as a believer in [Time], Cao San Sui's memory began to blur.

"Time, go back!!"

"1! Run!"

Cao Sansui was shaken by Chen Chong's sprint. He suddenly opened his eyes. After a moment of confusion, he muttered to himself:

"We are back..."

Chen Chong paused and asked anxiously:

"What should we do now? Where should we go?"

Cao Sansui looked desperate: "I remember many fragments, the moment of everyone's death, but I only forgot the number of times... I forgot where we should go."

Chen Chong's heart skipped a beat. This situation can only mean one thing, that is, they have failed many times.

The time walker was lost in time, which was tantamount to announcing their failure and death.

But Chen Chong was not a person who was willing to admit defeat. He roared and led everyone to rush towards the 3 o'clock direction.

"Cheer up, identify the path, and verify it with the memory in your brain. Maybe we can find a way out!"

Nangong was also anxious. Seeing that Cao Sansui's eyes were still confused, she gritted her teeth and pulled out the thorn, and hit her stomach hard.

Then a strong healing light poured on Cao Sansui's head, which instantly sobered up his confused mind.

He looked at Nangong's hopeful eyes and nodded fiercely:

"Okay! I'll recall!"

However, at this moment, Cheng Shi suddenly shouted:

"Wrong, this is the sixth time, at 11 o'clock, hurry, Chen Chong, turn!"

Chen Chong was very fast, and his figure was far ahead of Xia Wan. He turned his head in surprise, but before he could ask a question, he saw Xia Wan turned very obediently,Rushed towards the 11 o'clock direction.

Cao San Sui was also stunned. He had no idea how Cheng Shi knew that this was the sixth time.

How could a believer of [Birth] stay awake in the time maze?

There was no way to stay awake.

Cheng Shi was just a player after all. It was not him who was not affected by the time maze, but the dice in his hand.

Chen Chong looked down and saw that Cao San Sui was dumbfounded. His face sank and he said:

"Fuck, I listen to you!"

He did not hesitate, or he had no reason to hesitate. In Chen Chong's cognition, the moment Cheng Shi took over the command, he must have had the idea of ​​breaking the game.

After all, he had 2000 points.

There were probably no idiots in 2000 points.

Cheng Shi was actually not sure whether he could run out at 11 o'clock, but he knew that he had tried the other directions and it was useless.

He stroked the sides of the dice in his arms and silently turned the dice to 6 o'clock.

6 times, this is the 6th time.

Next time I count, I will not only have to flip it vertically...

Xia Wan ran fast with Cheng Shi on her back. Under the influence of continuous treatment and hunter talent, her long legs opened and closed, crossing the sea of ​​fire as if walking on flat ground.

But her heavy face told Cheng Shi that she was not optimistic about this road.

"Cheng Shi, are you sure it's this direction?"

Cheng Shi shook his head honestly:

"Not sure."

"Then you..."

Cheng Shi smiled brightly: "This is the choice of fate!"

Xia Wan's eyes widened, her pupils shrank, and just as she was about to ask something, a meteorite with flying flames hit her head.

"Boom--"

"..."

Before Cheng Shi closed his eyes, he held the dice in his hand and cursed fiercely:

"Fuck."

"...Time...go back!"

Everyone returned to the starting point again, still the familiar scene, Chen Chong rushed towards the 1 o'clock direction without hesitation.

Cao San Sui was still absent-minded, Nangong was still nervous, and Song Yawen was still leading the way.

Only Cheng Shi looked at the 6 points on the dice and remained silent.

There was no way out. He had tried all six directions, but there was no way out.

He was inexplicably irritated, but his hands were not idle. He flicked the dice high with his thumb, and then quickly reached out to grab the dice that fell backwards.

Xia Wan noticed Cheng Shi's movements behind her, and asked solemnly as she strode forward:

"What's wrong?"

Cheng Shi opened his palm and saw that the dice was facing 1 o'clock, and sighed as if he had accepted his fate.

"We failed 6 times, but the guidance given to me by fate was indeed the 1 o'clock direction."

Xia Wan's emotions suddenly became confused. For a moment, she didn't know whether she should feel sad for failing 6 times or be happy for the so-called "fate guidance" in Cheng Shi's mouth.

"In other words, the 1 o'clock direction is correct?"

She seemed to have begun to trust Cheng Shi unconditionally.

Cheng Shi smacked his lips and cursed:

"But I always feel that fate is a bitch!"

Xia Wan widened her eyes and glanced back at Cheng Shi in disbelief.

This sentence was indeed fine before the gods came, but after the gods came...

Let's put it this way, there is a "He" whose name is [Fate].

"Fuck it, it's better to believe that I am Qin Shihuang than to believe in fate, Xia Wan, reverse, 7 o'clock!"

Cheng Shi chose the direction that defied fate.

This sentence was shouted loudly, and Chen Chong also heard it.

Like Xia Wan, Chen Chong had many doubts in his heart, but he did not hesitate at all, and turned around and followed Xia Wan to run back.

After running for a while, Cao San Sui found that this road was very similar to a section of his memory fragments.

This means that they have failed in this direction.

If nothing unexpected happens, in three seconds, a meteorite will fall in front of Xia Wan's right, blasting a big hole in the ground.

Xia Wan and Cheng Shi would both fall into it.

Then, he would turn back time again.

The fire of hope in Cao San Sui's heart was somewhat shattered. He counted down the seconds, waiting to be lost in the long river of time again.

3.

2.

1.

"Time... back... huh? huh huh???"

Surprisingly...

Nothing happened.

Cao San Sui looked at Xia Wan in front of him, rushing through the sea of ​​fire and smoke, fleeing into the distance, with a look of astonishment on his face.

How could this be possible?

The meteorite that should have fallen in his memory did not appear. Not only that, even the meteorites at the 7 o'clock position did not fall.

The sky in front suddenly became clear, and there was no meteorite visible at a high altitude, and even the flames avoided this place.

This absurd scene, placed in the doomsday scroll with rain of flames, was like someone using an eraser to erase the 7 o'clock position.A pure white line.

Perhaps this white line is just a casual thing for the "painter", but for Cheng Shi and the other six people in the scroll, it is a real life-saving passage!

In shock and fear, the group ran fast and ran along the clear sky. After nearly an hour of perseverance, they finally escaped from the range of the meteorite fire rain.

And when they escaped, the fire rain scroll that was originally "erased" was completed again.

Cao Sansui glanced at the pocket watch in his hand. It was exactly 6 hours. He ended the [Time Battlefield] at the next hour, and a force of time flow dissipated from them.

The process of the last retrospection was vaguely engraved on the long river of time.

Everyone looked back at the way they came. Meteorites fell like rain, and flames splashed like pulp. Just like before, there was no life at all!

"This is..."

"How is it possible!?"

"Why is there a way to survive?"

"A miracle... This is a miracle..."

Everyone was dumbfounded. They stared at Cheng Shi in amazement, with shock and incomprehension written all over their faces.

"What is this... a prop? Can it still be called a prop?"

"Brother Cheng, don't tell me you are actually 2400?"

"You..."

Especially Xia Wan, she was the only one who knew how Cheng Shi made the decision, chose the 7 o'clock direction, and led them out of the sea of ​​fire.

"Why?" She thought to herself, but she never dared to ask, "Just because Cheng Shi called [fate] a bitch?"

Cheng Shi looked at the falling fire in the sky, and his mind was also a little confused.

"The second time..."

He said silently in his heart.

"Do I really have any hidden talents? And the opening slogan is: Fate is a bitch?"

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