"I……"
Ye Yan was about to say something.
But the woman seemed to have guessed his thoughts and interrupted him in advance.
"Isn't it easy for you to deal with the Word Spirit?"
There was a hint of sarcasm in the woman's words.
But more of it is trust and affirmation towards Ye Yan.
Hearing the woman's words, he nodded and stepped into the ancient teleportation array.
However, the woman who had been very confident in Ye Yan just now, denied him with her next words.
“You won’t succeed this time”
The jade cicada in the woman's hair suddenly cracked, and liquid moonlight condensed from star marrow gushed out from the crack and flowed into the teleportation array.
"Your mother will go to the fairy kingdom - this is fate."
When that forbidden word fell to the ground, the entire sea of flowers suddenly faded into a black and white silent film.
The blood mist around Ye Yan was evaporating, and the mist outlined the image of his mother being pierced by the star marrow vines in the air.
The divine words of the contract on the woman's gilded robe lit up one by one, projecting the shadow of twelve bronze codes into the void.
"It is called destiny."
Her fingertips slid across the boiling river of astral marrow, and the river suddenly reflected the ancient battlefield—
The demon kings stood on a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, holding in their hands the still beating dragon heart of the current Elf King.
"It is the knot that the star core has burned in the chain of cause and effect. It is the icy edge of fate that even the law of contract cannot melt."
It is fate, the destiny that cannot be changed.
It is a racial talent born from the strongest king.
It is a culmination of fate and cause and effect.
Such a powerful racial talent determines the probability of awakening this racial talent.
One in a billion.
And there happens to be an elf in this world, who is also the second person in history to possess the racial talent [Destiny].
The sea of flowers began to collapse into a Möbius strip, and Ye Yan was surprised to find that every petal under his feet was imprinted with his mother's face at different times.
The youngest phantom was holding his swaddling clothes, and the three-life pupil unique to the destined ones had already appeared between the baby's eyebrows.
When the woman said "a one in a billion chance", the phantoms suddenly murmured in unison:
"But we happened to meet the second awakener in history."
“You’re going to go even though this is the case?”
The woman's questioning resonated with heaven and earth.
When the boy turned around, the shadows of twelve time and space overlapped in his pupils to form a brilliant star ring:
“The day I was born, this world was ‘inevitable’ to me.”
"Never done it, then will just call it fate, it's not my-"
Having said this, Ye Yan paused, and a hint of surprise that was not like that of a machine flashed in his eyes.
"choose!"
When he raised his head, his eyes were filled with determination.
See Ye Yan’s behavior and reaction.
The woman suddenly laughed softly, and her laughter shattered the three thousand threads of cause and effect.
The crescent birthmark behind her ear oozed star sand, which condensed into an angel-shaped puppet in the air:
"Then kill all those apostles of God."
The puppet's wings suddenly spread out, revealing the wriggling contracted worm inside.
"They feed on the marrow of stars, and every feather on their wings is a solidified fatalism."
The brilliance of the teleportation array reached its peak at this moment, and Ye Yan saw his shadow splitting -
As a young boy, he saw his mother leaving before he finally fell into a coma. At the age of eighteen, he cut the thread of fate that was entangled with the World Tree.
When the light completely engulfed the vision, the woman's final whisper mixed with the astral essence poured into the cochlea:
"Remember, my name is Ennaya."
Countless star sands gathered between her lips and teeth to form the phantom of the Book of Wisdom.
"In the space-time rift torn apart by the first generation of destiny, someone called me... Paradox itself."
The moment the array closed, Ye Yan saw the horrifying truth—
The so-called teleporting light is clearly billions of star marrow elves gnawing at the membrane of space and time.
What was moving in their bellies was a mixture of the gentle face of a woman and the tears of a mother at the end of her life. At the end of the light, the twelve "Ye Yans" who were bound by the life contract were slowly turning around.
The star marrow blades in their hands are aimed at the throat of this space and time.
Then, when he came out.
This memory was eaten away.
At this moment, standing on the sea of flowers, Ennaya narrowed her eyes slightly, as if recalling some wonderful and distant memories:
".Still failed?"
. . .
Deep in the Shen Yun Forest, the veins of the thousand-year-old trees suddenly glowed with emerald-colored fluorescence.
The elf princess walked barefoot across the broken moonlight moss on the ground, and the stardust vines entangled in her silver hair suddenly rustled.
She looked up at the shadow left when Ye Yan disappeared, and her amber pupils reflected the raging tide of magic behind Victoria.
"Let's go!"
After the Elf Princess finished speaking, she faced Victoria's anger.
"Where did you take my child?"
boom!
There was a deafening bang and the ground began to shake violently again.
Countless blue roots pierced the earth.
The treetops of the entire forest wailed at the same time, and the roots of the thousand-year-old trees tore through the rock layers and soared into the sky.
The tree trunks, wrapped in starlight, reach up to the clouds.
They hold up the blue sky and white sun, with bright stars on their huge leaves.
The scene was so magnificent and beautiful that it was like a myth and could not be described in words.
When the first silver oak leaf began to fall, the sky was cut into a wound with star sand flowing.
However, faced with this, the Elf Princess was not afraid at all.
"My words—"
The elf princess suddenly stood on tiptoe and danced, and ice crystal lotuses bloomed on the ground where her toes touched.
"This place is a hundred miles in radius."
As she spun around, the stardust vines in her hair suddenly grew and transformed into pillars of light that pierced through the sky and earth.
"It is a place where demons are eliminated!"
As she finished speaking, Victoria was shocked to find that the magic power gathered at her fingertips was flowing backwards, and the ancient trees that blocked out the sun and sky were shrinking and drying up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
But the leaves supporting the divine remains were still falling, and the burning stars left charred cracks in the night sky.
The elf princess suddenly opened her arms, and twelve intertwining star rings appeared behind her.
The falling stars suddenly stopped in mid-air, and then gathered towards her palm like pilgrims.
When the 2,300th divine skeleton condensed into a mountain, the veins of the entire forest began to wail as if they could not bear the heavy burden.
"Does it look good?"
"Boom!"
There was another loud thunder, and in the darkness, a silver-white light suddenly burst out, stinging everyone's eyes.
"Kacha——"
"boom!"
Along with the sound of thunder, an extremely thick bolt of lightning struck straight down and hit the silver-white mountain.
"boom--"
The mountains were shattered and the entire earth was filled with dust.
As the smoke gradually dissipated, the Elf Princess revealed a meaningful smile.
"Don't worry, your child is fine, but it will take some time for him to come back."
The Elf Princess said lightly.
But Victoria showed a surprised expression, and then her face was solemn.
"I've seen the ability you just had in someone very similar to you."
"Ah, you're that little guy!"
"It's normal, because we are just borrowing the power of immortality." (End of this chapter)