Chapter 774: Fate Pen
"So you're just going to let me kill you like this? That makes me seem a bit like a 'talk-no-jutsu' user. Besides, if you truly die by my hand, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to be resurrected."
"Just like dying at the hands of the end-monsters."
Li Heng said with some helplessness.
"So that's how it is? But it doesn't matter, it's all the same."
"Death is death; there is no need to be too concerned about resurrection."
Fate was surprised at first, then said it with a carefree air.
"After all, I am not that old fellow Purification, who still needs to fight you to confirm your qualifications. The fact that you were able to trace the past of a Dao Lord so easily just now means you already possess considerable qualifications."
"But before that, I am curious about one thing: have you and I met somewhere before?"
"We have indeed met."
Li Heng nodded and withdrew the Source Power protecting his aura. In an instant, Fate appeared extremely shocked, "It is actually you, the living being who tracked me down back then!"
"But how much time has passed since then?"
"Back then, you were as insignificant as an ant; if you hadn't happened to track the traces I left behind, I wouldn't have even bothered to pay attention. Yet now, you have already become this powerful?"
"You can even easily trace the past of a Dao Lord?"
Li Heng smiled slightly upon hearing this, but did not speak.
Seeing this, Fate sighed.
"Forget it, forget it. This must be your personal secret, and besides, I am about to die, so knowing it has no meaning. However, from this, one can see that you are even more qualified."
"I am increasingly certain that you are the savior of the Great Void!"
Hearing such words, Li Heng appeared somewhat embarrassed.
This was too much flattery.
"You look embarrassed? Actually, you don't need to hold such thoughts. The word 'savior' does not represent honor, high spirits, or success. It represents heavy responsibility, sacrifice, and the courage to fight to the death even when facing despair."
"Then I am just an ordinary person with a bit of power. I cannot live up to this title," Li Heng said with a smile.
"Perhaps?"
Fate did not dwell on this point.
"I left information for you back then, saying you could find the things I left behind at the end of time and space and the origin of time and space. Now that I think about it, that book at the end must already be in your hands, right?"
He looked at Li Heng and asked.
"Indeed, but that book is not a good thing."
Li Heng said.
"That is natural. What kind of good thing could you expect from a Fate Creation created by a Calamity? In my mind, the things I left behind were just for fun."
"If you still had your previous strength, then once you found the things I left behind, you might have been able to advance a few steps further by relying on the Fate power within, or even reach ultimate sublimation. But the price would be that from now on, you would be destined by Fate, and in some future, you would walk toward an inevitable demise at the end, the Twilight of the Gods."
Fate said with a smile.
"That is truly dangerous; it is a trap."
Li Heng remarked calmly, reading from a script.
"You don't need to play along with me like this. After all, this is the norm in the Great Void. Not everything is an opportunity; more often, they are traps, and some traps don't even provide bait for the fish."
"So you should have attacked me the moment you knew about this, since I was the one who first showed malice toward you."
Fate shook his head and said.
"Before killing you, I have to squeeze out all your value, don't I?"
Li Heng was noncommittal.
"Then you are truly too greedy."
"But I like it. As long as your strength is sufficient to bear the price within, then the more you want and the stronger your power, the more hope there is for saving the Great Void."
Fate was not angry.
He waved his hand, and an object hidden somewhere in this Zhanchang instantly manifested, appearing before the two of them. It was a pen, and its form was changing at every moment.
It could be a pencil, a fountain pen, or a calligraphy brush.
In short, everything related to a pen was manifested within it.
"Since there is a Fate Book, why can't there be a Fate Pen? Once the pen falls, it will destine Fate, define destiny, and depict everything at that supreme level."
"This is the power of the Fate Pen."
"For example, if you obtain this pen, you can write that you are absolutely invincible. Then, no matter how weak you were before, even if you were just an ant or a mortal, you could leap to become absolutely invincible."
"Just like the pen in the hands of some authors."
Fate explained.
"So, there is an upper limit, right?"
Although Li Heng used a question, his tone was extremely certain.
"Naturally, there is an upper limit. That is, no matter how powerful you write yourself to be, you can only infinitely approach a Dao Lord, but you cannot reach the level of a Dao Lord."
"However, things like being Omniscient and Omnipotent, the Cause of All Fruits, the Cause of All Causes, unthinkable, unimaginable, transcending logic, surpassing the Infinite, and being absolutely Eternal across all time and space... these can still be achieved."
"But apart from that, you will also be destined by Fate. After all, since you became stronger because of the Fate Pen, you should logically become a character under the pen, to be wantonly rewritten and erased. But this is also a pretty good deal for the pen, isn't it?"
Fate said, shrugging his shoulders.
"After all, ordinary living beings in the Great Void cannot possibly come into contact with things related to a Dao Lord. No matter how hard they try, as long as there is no higher-level interference, it is impossible to achieve this."
"And so, like that group of Infinite Transcendence transcendents, many people, no matter what level of transcendence they reach, completely exceeding the boundaries of all living beings' imagination, still cannot even touch the edge of a Dao Lord by the time they die."
"But through this pen, it is possible. You can not only touch it but even infinitely approach a Dao Lord. One can imagine how much madness this would cause in the outside world. Even if this pen hides a demonic nature that makes you a character under the pen, to be wantonly rewritten."
"However, this pen is not sentient, so if we are talking about rewriting, it is still me doing the rewriting behind the scenes."
Speaking of this, Fate showed a smile, very malicious.
"Then this pen is indeed heaven-defying enough. In fact, if I had obtained this pen in advance, I would definitely have tried to do so."
Li Heng nodded and smiled.
"Why is that? You aren't the type of person to be so unwise, are you? With your current resources and strength, you truly don't need this pen, but you didn't really need it in the past either, did you?"
"Do you still want to become a character under the pen?"
"Or is it that you have some kind of trump card that can resist modification?"
Looking at the smile on Li Heng's face, Su Ming quickly guessed a few things. He could not help but sigh and shake his head.
"Mysterious and Unknown things are truly the most annoying, just like these Calamities and monsters. But why are you so confident? Perhaps one day your trump card will fail; that is not impossible."
Li Heng nodded.
"I have indeed thought about this point, but it is meaningless. Being afraid of this and that all day long would only make me stagnate. After all, you also know that in the current environment, one really cannot get by without cheating."
"That is also true. If one could reach the accumulation of others over a thousand or ten thousand lifetimes simply through hard work and cultivation, that would not only be an insult to accumulation, but also an insult to effort itself."
Su Ming deeply agreed and handed the Fate Pen to Li Heng.
"I have already given you both the book and the pen, and I have also added all my known information into them. In a sense, you have already squeezed me dry of all my value, so it is time to act."
"Of course, even if you do not act, I will still undergo Daoization into Heaven and Earth."
Su Ming's figure turned into points of light and began to slowly dissipate...
End of Chapter
