franphil Chapter 437 Deception
Chapter 437 Deception
Chapter 437 Deception
"A mercury serpent has already lost all its fortune in a lifetime before it has even been officially born."
This also includes the opportunity to become the King of Angels, which shows how weighty this destiny is.
"I haven't used this trick before, have I?"
"If you're interested, you can take a note of it."
Shael kindly reminded Bethel Abraham of something.
However, the projection in front of him had shattered completely, clearly indicating that Bethel Abraham had severed his connection here.
But this didn't have much effect. With a gentle sway of the draped curtain, the connection between the two curtains was re-established amidst the gray mist.
No matter how strong the Goddess of Night's secrecy is, she cannot seal it off. The two doors, relying on the gray mist to build an inside-outside connection, although this process was reluctant, involving mutual framing and forced dragging, they still managed to connect. No matter what the reason, Mr. Door did not let go of the genuine Celestial Venerable Curtain.
"Switching from the wrong approach?"
"A fool's way of fooling?"
"Notarization of the solar pathway?"
"None of those really apply. I call it, the real mask."
"As you know, the path of destiny has the authority to 'choose'."
"Now, I will give you the choice."
As Xia Er spoke, the mercury serpent in his sleeve was sculpted into a monster mask with silver-white scales, and a deep red aura swirled around it. This was a tear curse that he had borrowed when he borrowed the unique power of the alien royal family through the historical mist.
Under the power of the curse, this increasingly hideous monster mask appeared in the deep black night, amidst the endless storm, and before the man draped in the Heavenly Venerable's veil, half-crouching on the ground, his eyes bloodshot, through the connection between the two Heavenly Venerable's veils.
"Wear it, and you'll become a 'monster'."
"Your words of eating and roaring will not reach the ears of your descendants through the bond of blood. Instead, influenced by your emotions and desires, they will resonate in the ears of the two gatekeepers through the divine power of the sealed land."
The goddess of night and the lord of storms will hear it; there is a madman cursing them here.
Although as gods, they have the right to choose not to listen.
"You gave me a choice, but what does that choice lead to?"
A struggle flashed in Bethel Abraham's eyes. He knew that what lay before him was not just a mask, but a curse, and a guide to destiny. By accepting this mask, he would be embarking on a path that a certain branch of fate would ultimately lead to.
He clearly had no way of knowing the end of this tributary of fate.
"I find it hard to refuse, whether it's me... or me."
Mr. Men's expression twisted into a grimace again, and two voices with different tones rang out, seemingly two personalities shouting together.
In the end, He still chose to wear this cursed mask.
After He did this, the more primal side of the evil personality was stimulated by the curse, and Mr. Door's body began to mutate, mutating into a different kind. Exploding pustules appeared on his body, and tiny worms formed from glittering starlight, their heads and tails merging into the void, wriggled and seemed to begin devouring each other.
This process happened very quickly. Mr. Door accepted his transformation, and what had been pressing on his heart for so long was released at this moment. With the help of the manipulation of desires and emotions, and with the help of the external signals provided by the curtain, Mr. Door's words of speech and curses resounded directly in the Dark Kingdom and the Abyss of Storms.
The peace of the two divine kingdoms was instantly shattered. If mortals had not been excluded from the divine kingdoms, countless of the most devout believers would have perished in this wave of destruction.
"Amani...Leo. &————(————(————))"
A string of extremely offensive characters floated by. The usually dignified Mr. Door, after putting on the mask, finally temporarily abandoned his persona and started ranting madly at the Goddess of Night and the Lord of Storms. As for whether the angels in the two divine kingdoms could hear him, Mr. Door didn't care at all.
Deep Dark Heaven.
The Goddess of Night used her hidden power to silence Mr. Gate's curses.
He knew without even thinking that this must be related to Xia'er, and he felt both helpless and curious.
The Abyss of Storms.
When the divine kingdom, amidst its ceaseless storms and endless waves, was filled with the authentic ancient Fusak language of profanity, the entire kingdom seemed to be frozen in time. Then, a terrifying pressure enveloped the entire kingdom. The Lord of Storms, who hadn't been insulted like this in a long time, wanted to do something.
But He obviously couldn't break the seal on Mr. Door.
As a result... the temperature in Backlund plummeted, and it rained for seven consecutive days.
These are all things to be discussed later.
When Mr. Door voluntarily puts on the mask and becomes an "alien," Xiu is no longer Mr. Door.
In the realm of fate, His identity is shrouded in confusion. He is still Bethel Abraham, but not necessarily Mr. Door, because Mr. Door is not an alien. He has implicitly denied his own identity and made a false testimony in the realm of fate.
Is this useful?
Normally, it would be useless, but now that Mr. Men is sealed, the tributary of the River of Fate in the sealed land is disconnected from the main River of Fate.
In the real world, no one uses Mr. Door's license plate.
If Xia'er wants to use this license, she must be wary of the possibility of it being exposed, because both the Goddess of Night and the Lord of Storms know that Mr. Door has not escaped from prison, so his license can easily be seen through by fate, and he can easily be identified as fake.
After all, there's only one Mr. Door license.
But now, Bethel Abraham, who is sealed away, has willingly put on the mask and become a different species, causing chaos in the fate of the sleeve, much like a piece of dirt blocking Mr. Door's license plate.
If you want to check this license plate, either someone has to go in, or Mr. Doorman has to come out.
If this cannot be done, it is equivalent to artificially destroying a license plate, and the River of Fate cannot verify the authenticity of Xia'er through the existence of the two doors.
If something cannot be easily disproven, then it is a temporary truth.
"And the gap will naturally be filled by Source Castle."
"He represents only an angel king."
The younger version of Mr. Door (Chair), from the perspective of fate, is already an imitation, a copy of Mr. Door's license. He uses the last bit of unique power of the borrowed door to open a small passage.
The small pool of water formed from the unique power within the body was effectively replenished with fresh water after the passage was opened.
He is the door master, so the power of the door can be preserved within the sleeve.
It can preserve the power of the door, so it can use the power of the door to leverage the power belonging to the Source Castle.
The debts owed, the loans taken out, the points deducted for violating traffic regulations, and the fines paid should, of course, be repaid by the license plate owner, whose real name was linked during registration.
Everything is still uncertain now; it needs to be fully recognized by fate before it can be considered true.
Thus, Dorian's ascension to demigod finalized the nature of the slowly forming starlight gate he created.
Mr. Men, step out of there and return to reality.
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