Chapter 3541: Trading with the Snake

"The 'Predestined Death' of the Death Chosen One is indeed powerful. That statue was originally a surprise prepared for you; I didn't expect it to be solved so quickly. Also, the power of that card of yours, God-Caller..."

The snake's eyes looked straight at Xia De:

"I am very familiar with that power. If I weren't sure that I am unique, I would even suspect that you had captured my brothers and sisters."

The "Destiny of Destruction" indeed had similarities with those doomsday evil objects. Perhaps at the beginning of some month later, Xia De would meet it again in his own square under the vast yellow sand, witnessed by Adele.

Seeing that Miss Eden and President Lenorman did not speak, after Sister Daelin retreated to his side, Xia De spoke on behalf of everyone:

"Whose body is this that you are occupying?"

Its main body must still be under the snow mountain, and occupying a mortal's body with consciousness was a means that such sealed things seemed to know. So, destroying this shell at this moment had no meaning; it could return at any time.

"This is a corpse that was buried in the snow mountain a long time ago. Although human death is not complete 'destruction,' it is enough for me to use."

It said:

"Although your tracking to this place was not in my original plan, it is good to see you at this time, so I have been waiting here."

It looked at Stella, the old man Zarathustra, and Mr. Mortis in turn:

"Candidates of Fate, I will be your final opponent. I am the final villain of this grand story that Mr. Ring has long decided. For this reason, I will not be eliminated by you ahead of time before the story ends, but before the story ends, I cannot directly kill you either.

I will constantly use various means to interfere with you, disrupt your plans, disturb your arrangements, and release some enemies from time to time to oppose you, so as to weaken the gifts you have received from fate."

It grinned and said, and no matter who its turbid yellow snake pupils looked at, it would cause the other party to feel soul pain:

"So before the end, you don't have to worry about needing to face me directly. I am the final enemy of the story and must sit on the 'throne high up in the castle' waiting for you to come before me before I can do anything myself. These are all planned by fate."

No matter who it was, they could hear deep resentment from its words. As for the object of the resentment, it was naturally not these people here, but the Ancient God who had arranged everything long ago.

"You let us find this place just to say these things?"

Xia De asked again, and the snake-eyed man looked at him fiercely:

"Yes, I am eager to see the chosen people. Even if I can't do anything, just saying a few words to you before the story ends, I can feel the pleasure of breaking through the limits of the 'script'."

It then made a hiss~ sound and touched its body with both hands in a drunken manner. Others couldn't understand, but Xia De understood the filthy language by relying on "Language Comprehension"—

"This is the pleasure of taboo, this is the joy of tarnishing the script. Ouroboros, have you seen it? Your arrangements are not perfect either."

Xia De made no comment on this. It seemed that this was a lunatic, but since the other party's main body was "Fate," it didn't matter whether it was crazy or not.

"Since you have arrived, as the temporary owner here, you can use this temple at will this time. Cherish this opportunity, candidates. When you step here next time, it might be the end of the story."

It said after the somewhat disgusting performance just now, and then reached out to the old man Zarathustra:

"As for now, give that child back to me."

The old man naturally would not do this, and President Lenorman blocked him:

"What do you want this child for?"

"That is none of your business. This is a fair trade. The poor couple begged me for a miracle for the sake of their family, so I granted them a miracle, and they offered this child. Miracles are never without a price. As the president of the Divination Association, shouldn't you know this very well?"

It was not in a hurry to ask for the child:

"She no longer has fate. Even if you keep her, all you will get is nothingness. From the moment her parents agreed to the trade, she has belonged to me. You can take her away, but what can that do?"

Miss Eden suddenly asked:

"Do you want to cultivate a vassal race? Or are you preparing another avatar?"

The snake laughed:

"Angel descendant, no matter what my purpose is, I obtained her through a fair trade. You can say that I am the villain in the story, that I am evil, but I paid for the miracle, so I deserve the reward.

You do have many people, and with the Predestined Death and this God-Caller with peculiar fate present, maybe my avatar really can't beat you. But even if you skin and bone this avatar, the girl still belongs to me. Fate is just like that.

Even if you pray for the power of the gods, she will eventually belong to me; even if you kill her at this moment, her soul will not head toward the end."

It waved its hand and turned to return to the rear area of the temple behind the wall:

"The temple will stay here for half an hour. During this time, you can do whatever you want. Whether the girl stays or not doesn't matter; she is destined to return. This is also fate's arrangement. As for what I want to do with her, that has nothing to do with you."

"Wait a minute."

Xia De called it again:

"Since that's the case, how about we make a trade? How can that girl gain freedom?"

The snake-eyed man really stopped, turned around, and looked at him inquiringly: "Can I interpret your words as wanting to become the kind of good person in the traditional sense in the story?"

Xia De denied it:

"Whether I am a good person depends on what kind of request you make. You seem very dissatisfied with the Ancient God? But isn't your approach also arranging other people's fate? I won't make any fate trade with you, and I won't take your snake-eye gemstone. Just tell me directly what you want."

No one could find fault with Xia De's words, and President Lenorman even thought that the "God-Caller" might be a bit too kind.

The snake then said:

"Even if you let her gain freedom, she will definitely die. The transformation has already begun. She has lost more than just fate; she doesn't have much vitality left. Her death is used to exchange for the survival of those two people. If I didn't need her to be alive, she would have stopped breathing by now.

The freedom you want is nothing more than the freedom to head toward death. For you humans, this means separation. Is there a difference?"

"Every soul should be free. Even if she dies, she should not fall into your hands—so what are your conditions?"

The snake laughed. He continued to look at Xia De inquiringly, and only nodded after a moment:

"If you want to reverse fate, you naturally have to use fate to exchange for it. If you want her, then exchange her for the Fate Dice. Don't say you don't know about this.

I won't ask for an exorbitant price. Since this girl's freedom is equal to the lives of two old people, then give me 10 points. One life is worth 5 points; that's about the price."

Then it added:

"I don't want the candidates' dice. Mr. Ring forbids me from obtaining their fate directly in any way. So, God-Caller, I want your points."

Claire, Xivi, and Megan actually didn't want Xia De to make such a trade. Although they also felt that it would be better to save her if possible, 10 points were still a bit too much. Although they didn't know that Xia De would face an Evil God in the near future, based on past experience, Xia De would definitely need things that were important to the candidates.

But they didn't speak. They knew Xia De's character. As for the others, the president of the Divination Association wanted to speak but stopped. Sister Daelin just looked at Xia De's back. The clowns of the 【Clown Troupe】 watched all this silently. Finally, the 13th-level lady from the 【Sun Church】 whispered a reminder:

"God-Caller, the church can try other methods. You don't need to trade with this thing."

She was tactfully persuading Xia De to give up, not because she didn't cherish life, but because the role the God-Caller could play was greater.

But after considering for a moment, Xia De said to the snake-eyed man:

"I agree to the trade, but you must also answer another question—why do you constantly trade fate with mortals? I know you want to accumulate power and escape, but I want to know the principle behind it."

The snake-eyed man replied:

"Those who want to gain luck end up with broken families; those who want to save lives end up giving up another person's life; those who want to gain beauty end up bringing death to others.

All fate exchanged for miracles is death and destruction. I need such fate—is this answer enough?"

Although Xia De did not answer, that star-blue book had already unfolded under everyone's gaze. President Lenorman blinked, feeling as if he had seen this in some ancient mythology. Most people didn't know what this was, but the old man Zarathustra and Mr. Mortis inexplicably knew that this was the God-Caller's "Snake Shedding":

"How is it so different from ours?"

"How do I give you 10 points?"

Xia De asked, and the snake immediately replied, and the sound carried a hiss~ sound:

"Although dice cannot be split or merged, I am fate after all, fate second only to Mr. Ring. So, give me a die with an average value of over 10, and I will split it."

Xia De looked at the sketches of a golden 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.

This die was obtained by Xia De from the story of the "Pilgrim's Path." He picked it up from the book and threw it far away. ===== CHAPTER 3542 =====