Chapter 472 471. Five-Pole Destiny? Kouye Is in the Realm of Breaking Stars!

Chapter 472 471. The five-pole destiny formula is the realm of breaking stars!

The holy light fills every gap and every corner, disintegrating and destroying every prophet from the most fundamental form.

But no matter how the prophet is destroyed, in the end he will have some cells left to escape, and then he will evolve crazily under the power of [The Theory of Evolution] and form a body again.

Even because of the theory of evolution, when the prophet was destroyed for the 300th time, he actually began to adapt to the damage of the holy light.

[Theory of evolution], its essence is [survival of the fittest], and its core ability is [adaptation], adapting to the environment, adapting to harm, and even adapting to everything.

And when this ability is paired with the ability of the Prophet [Destiny], this supposedly disordered evolution begins to move in the best direction, and the Prophet does not need to be like Darwin's scruples, which will lead to tragic consequences due to evolutionary mistakes. end.

Because the strong person who has mastered [destiny] is [correct].

Absolutely true, always true.

This is the mentality that any strong man who has mastered the power of [Destiny] will have, or this is the consensus of the world.

After realizing that continuing the bombing would only give the Prophet extra resistance to the Holy Light, Mo Cheng gave up using the Holy Light, but he had not given up on the idea of ​​killing the Prophet.

He was thinking, thinking.

How to crush a strong man with [Destiny], how to tear the opponent apart and blast him to pieces.

Mo Cheng did not give up the idea of ​​killing the opponent, and the same prophet did not give up the intention of drawing Mo Cheng into the organization. "Perhaps, you should look at the conditions I gave before answering."

As the prophet's words fell, the isolated dimension began to change.

Countless threads appeared in the void, and the threads were intertwined and woven into cloth by a spinning wheel. It was a piece of cloth whose color and pattern could not be described in words.

Because Mo Cheng could see everything he wanted to see from above, it seemed that that piece of cloth was "everything" that Mo Cheng knew.

Then came the gears, endless gears, meshing with each other and running, full of the beauty of order and power.

From the process of the gears turning, Mo Cheng also saw something, which was like the laws of the world, firm and unchangeable.

"Isn't it wonderful?" The prophet's voice sounded from the void, "This is [destiny]."

"There are countless living beings in the world, but most of them are inactive. They are like extras in a drama, passers-by, and the audience's eyes will never be on them."

"And those who are outstanding, strong, and at the top are undoubtedly the protagonists of this drama."

"Then the question is, why are they the protagonists?"

The prophet's words did not move Mo Cheng at all. He even found such words boring, "Are you just going to discuss these unintelligible topics with me?"

Mo Cheng had no intention of discussing meaningless questions like who was the supporting cast and who was the protagonist, and he did not want to extend or distort this topic to a topic like "An Actor's Cultivation".

His goal is always clear, kill the enemy.

But the disappeared prophet did not stop speaking and continued: "It is [fate]. Driven by [fate], a farmer who knows nothing can pick up a sword with hands other than farm tools." Kill the Demon King. He has never experienced strict training, but he has been able to improve all the way. Heroes, legends, and even demigods, all levels that should have stumped countless people do not exist for him."

"And all this has been arranged by [fate] long before the farmer was born."

Mo Cheng punched at the place where the suspected sound came from, but this time he was like fishing for the moon in the water, and the punch that was enough to blast through the city wall did not destroy anything.

Not even a ripple rose in the air.

"Boring fatalism, is there a fresher topic?"

"Yes, I mean, I can make you favored by fate."

As the prophet's words fell, the isolated dimension changed again. This time it simply lost all color and fell into darkness.

But Mo Cheng didn't know why, but he was able to see clearly and see other things in this lightless environment.

Those are five glowing orbs of different colors.

"You don't have any traces of fate on your body, so every time you killed me before, I left a little bit of the power of [destiny] on you, and after you killed me hundreds or thousands of times, I The [destiny] left on you is enough to form a brand new thing."

"【Person】."

"This is the gift I give you. Any one of them can make you transcend mortal things, and your destiny can push you to a higher level."

"I said, we are very sincere. I am even willing to give this gift to you first, and then we will talk about [bloodline]."

Mo Cheng remained silent. He could feel the truth of what the other party said, and through a certain feeling, the five spheres in front of him told Mo Cheng in an understandable form what they were.

Personality, it is not unreasonable to call it [fate].

As for the five horoscopes in front of him, he didn't know if it was a problem with the system's translation, so Mo Cheng knew their names.

The Benevolent Dark Emperor, the Emperor God of War, the Tyrant God, the evil black beast, and the Iron King of Righteousness.

The five fates were like stars, floating quietly in front of Mo Cheng. At the same time, they stretched out a subtle light that echoed the power of [destiny] in Mo Cheng's body, waiting for his selection.

Above his head, the power of [Destiny] has formed a star. The star is like an eye, silently watching Mo Cheng's choice.

As long as he reaches out his hand, he can immediately obtain a status far beyond ordinary beings, and his destiny will be smooth sailing from then on.

if only……

he……

Reach out...

Make a fist and smash the thing in front of you violently.

"Prophet, you've played enough tricks. It's time to change."

Mo Cheng said with a dark face, "Fuck any stars or fate."

"No fate can control my will, no celestial phenomenon can control my life."

"Destiny? Stars?"

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the destiny star above his head, and then violently erupted with terrifying power. Suddenly, the destiny star in his hand shattered like glass.

"The only damn end result will be broken!!!"

Gra!

There was a sound that should never have been heard. The prophet looked at the star of destiny in Mo Cheng's hand with wide eyes. The star that no one had ever been able to break was now broken in Mo Cheng's hand.

At the same time, a corner of the net formed by [Destiny] was actually torn apart.

The torn corner made it impossible for the prophet to hide anymore, and he could only face Mo Cheng's blow.

The blow that shattered the life star.

"kill!"

The fist penetrated the prophet, and the proud power of [destiny] was interfered with and isolated. The prophet could no longer guide [destiny] to a situation that was beneficial to him.

At the same time, the cells in the body began to evolve, trying to adapt to Mo Cheng's attack, but this time without the prophet's [destiny] guidance, the first thing destroyed by the disordered evolution was the prophet himself.

Thanks to [Nine-Tailed Yanhu] for the reward

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