OBS Chapter 3587 The Deal with the Snake
Chapter 3587 The Deal with the Snake
Chapter 3587 The Deal with the Snake
"The 'Destined Death' of the Chosen One is indeed powerful. That statue was originally a surprise prepared for you, but it was dealt with so quickly. Also, Summoner, the power of your card..."
The snake's eyes stared straight at Shad:
“I am very familiar with that power. If I were not certain that I am unique, I would even suspect that you have captured my brothers and sisters.”
"The Fate of Destruction" does indeed bear a resemblance to those apocalyptic evils. Perhaps at the beginning of some month in the future, Shad will meet it again in his own square under the cover of yellow sand, with Adele as his witness.
Seeing that neither Miss Eden nor Chairman Le Norman spoke, and after Sister Daphne returned to his side, Shad spoke on behalf of everyone:
"Whose body are you inhabiting?"
Its true form is definitely still beneath the snow-capped mountain, and possessing a mortal's body with its consciousness seems to be a common tactic among these sealed entities. Therefore, destroying this body at this moment is meaningless; it can return at any time.
"This is a body that was buried in the snow-capped mountains a long time ago. Although human death is not complete 'destruction,' it is enough for me to use."
It said:
"Although your investigation to this point was not what I originally expected, it would be good to see you now, so I am waiting for you here."
It looked in turn at Stella, Old Man Zarathustra, and Mr. Mortis:
"Candidates of destiny, I will be your final opponent. I am the final villain of this grand story, which Mr. Huan has already decided upon. For this reason, I will not be eliminated by you before the story ends, but I also cannot kill you directly before the story ends."
I will constantly use various means to interfere with you, disrupt your plans, interfere with your arrangements, and from time to time release enemies to oppose you, thereby diminishing the gifts you have received from fate.
It grinned and said, its murky yellow snake eyes causing soul-crushing pain to anyone who looked at it:
"So you don't need to worry about having to face me before it's over. I am the final enemy of the story, and I must sit on the 'throne high in the castle' and wait for you to come before me before I can do some things myself. All of this has been planned by fate."
Anyone could hear the deep resentment in its words, but the object of that resentment was not the people here, but the ancient god who had already arranged everything.
"You let us find our way here just to say these things?"
Xia De asked again, and the snake-eyed man suddenly looked at him:
"Yes, I'm eager to see the chosen people. Even if I can't do anything, just having a few words with you before the story ends would give me the thrill of breaking free from the 'script'."
It then hissed and touched its body with a look of ecstasy. The others couldn't understand, but Shad, with his "language knowledge," understood the obscene language—
"This is the forbidden pleasure, this is the joy of defiling the script. Ouroboros, do you see? Your arrangements are not without flaws either."
Xia De made no comment on this; it seemed he was a madman. However, since the other party's true form was "Fate," it didn't matter whether he was mad or not.
"Now that you are here, as the temporary masters of this place, you are free to use this temple as you see fit. Cherish this opportunity, candidates, because the next time you set foot here, it may be the end of the story."
After that somewhat disgusting performance, it spoke again, then stretched out its hand to old man Zarathustra:
"As for now, give the child back to me."
The old man, of course, wouldn't do that, but Chairman Le Norman stood in his way:
What do you want this child for?
"This is none of your business. It's a fair trade. A poor couple begged me for a miracle for their family, so I granted them a miracle, and they gave up this child. Miracles never come without a price. As the president of the Prophet's Association, shouldn't you be well aware of this?"
It didn't rush to demand the child back:
“She has no destiny left. Even if you keep her, you will only gain nothing. From the moment her parents agreed to the deal, she has belonged to me. You can take her away, but what good will that do?”
Miss Eden suddenly asked:
"Are you trying to cultivate a clan? Or are you preparing another incarnation?"
The snake laughed:
"Descendant of the Angels, whatever my purpose may be, I obtained her through a fair trade. You may call me the villain in the story, evil, but I paid for the miracle, and I deserve the reward."
You do indeed have many people, and with the Predestined Death and this strangely fated Summoner present, perhaps my avatar really cannot defeat you. But even if you skin and dismember this avatar, that girl will still belong to me; such is fate.
Even if I pray for the power of the gods, she will ultimately belong to me; even if I kill her now, her soul will not reach its end.
It waved its hand and turned to return to the area behind the temple behind the wall:
"The temple will stay here for half an hour. During that time, you can do whatever you want. It doesn't matter whether the girl stays or not; she is destined to return, which is also fate's arrangement. As for what I will do with her, that is none of your business."
"Wait a moment."
Shad called it again:
"In that case, how about we make a deal? How can the girl gain her freedom?"
Snake Eyes stopped in her tracks and turned to look at him inquisitively.
"Can I interpret your words as meaning that you want to be the kind of good person in the traditional sense, like in the story?"
However, Xia De denied it:
"Whether I am a good person or not depends on what you ask for. You seem to be very dissatisfied with the ancient gods? But aren't your actions also arranging other people's fates? I will not make any fate-based deals with you, much less take your snake-eye gem. Just tell me what you want."
No one could criticize what Shad said; even Chairman Le Norman thought that the "Caller of Gods" might be a little too kind.
The snake then said:
"Even if you grant her freedom, she will surely die. The transformation has already begun. She has lost more than just her destiny; she has very little life force left. Her death is being used to exchange for the survival of those two people. If it weren't for the fact that I need her to be alive, she would be dead by now."
The freedom you so-called "freedom" is nothing more than the freedom to die. For you humans, it all means separation; is there a difference?
“Every soul should be free, and even if she dies, she should not fall into your hands—so what are your conditions?”
The snake laughed, then looked at Shad probingly for a moment before nodding:
"If you want to change your fate, you naturally have to trade fate for it. If you want her, then trade the dice of fate for her. Don't tell me you didn't know that."
I won't ask for an exorbitant price. Since this girl's freedom is equivalent to the lives of the two elderly people, then give me 10 points. Each life is worth 5 points, so that's about the right price.
Then it added:
“I don’t want the candidates’ dice. Mr. Ring forbids me from obtaining their fate directly in any way. So, Summoner, I want your dice.”
Claire, Sylvie, and Megan didn't really want Shad to make such a deal. Although they felt it was better to save him if possible, 10 points were still too many. They didn't know Shad would face an evil god in the near future, but based on past experience, Shad would definitely need what was important to the candidates.
But they remained silent; they knew Shad's character. As for the others, the president of the Prophet's Association hesitated, Sister Daphne simply watched Shad's retreating figure, the clowns of the [Clown Troupe] watched silently, and finally, the thirteen-ring lady from the [Sun Church] whispered a reminder:
“Caller of God, the Church can try other methods; you don’t need to make a deal with this thing.”
This was her subtle persuasion for Shad to give up; it wasn't that she didn't value life, but rather that the Caller of Gods could play a greater role.
But after a moment's consideration, Xia De said to the man with snake eyes:
“I agree to the deal, but you still need to answer another question for me—why do you keep trading your fate with mortals? I know you want to accumulate power and break free, but I need to know the underlying principles.”
The man with snake-like eyes replied:
Those who desire good fortune end up with ruined families and deaths; those who seek to save lives end up sacrificing another's life; those who desire beauty ultimately bring death to others.
All miracles bring about a fate of death and destruction, and I need this fate—is that answer enough?
Although Shad didn't answer, the large, star-blue book had already been unfurled under everyone's gaze. President Lenorman blinked, feeling as if he'd seen it in some ancient mythology. Most people had no idea what it was, but Elder Zarathustra and Mr. Mortis inexplicably knew—this was the "snake skin" of the summoner of gods.
"How come they are so different from ours?"
How can I give you 10 points?
Shad asked, and the snake immediately answered with a hissing sound:
“Although dice cannot be separated or combined, I am, after all, fate, second only to Mr. Huan. So, give me a die with an average score of over 10, and I will split it.”
Xia De looked at the simple drawings of a gold six-sided die, a silver twenty-sided die, three brass twenty-sided dice, two black iron six-sided dice, and two gold coins on the book, and finally took out the twenty-sided brass die with a value of 45-64.
The dice were obtained by Shad from the story of "The Pilgrim's Path," which he picked up from the book and threw far away.