'Lady—that charge is a bit heavy. Those guys were freeloading and shoplifting. I'm trading in good faith here. Even if my offering's a bit light, I've still got so credibility... right?'
'Even the Dragon King praised —how can you slander
like this!'
Cheng Shi pursed his lips. He felt the urgent need to prove himself. So after a mont's thought, he made a decision—and revealed a monuntal secret to the Fate Chosen.
"The universe will ultimately march into Void. But that script wasn't written by Fate—it was written by *It!"
"!!!"
The instant the Blind One heard "It," she recognized the pronoun as fundantally different from the usual Them on the sixteen divine thrones. But beyond this "It," the sentence itself was staggering enough that she froze for several seconds, completely forgetting to ask who *It was.
And at that very mont, Cheng Shi helpfully supplied the na.
"Origin. *It is Origin.
Your Fate theory is solid, but you got one thing wrong. Those countless scripts may not have been written by our Benefactor. *It wrote everything—and rely granted Fate the authority to 'observe.'"
"!!??"
At this, the Blind One could no longer hide her shock. She stood rooted, blank-faced.
But her stupor didn't last long. Her brow soon twisted—and then her face contorted. Before Cheng Shi could process what was happening, she violently vomited blood, crumpling backward like a kite with its strings cut.
"Pfft—"
"???"
Now it was Cheng Shi's turn to be thunderstruck. His pupils contracted violently. He lunged forward to catch the Torchbearer, now devoid of any life force—but soone was faster. A muscular, scale-armored arm appeared in his field of vision. In the instant he halted, it caught the Blind One by the waist and gently lowered her to the ground.
Qin Xin had arrived. He scanned the Blind One from head to toe, confird no external injuries, then raised his head to give Cheng Shi a grave look.
But what surprised Cheng Shi was that this fellow Torchbearer's eyes held no accusation or bla—only confusion:
"What happened to Ming Yu?"
'What happened?'
Cheng Shi wanted to know too. Who could've guessed she'd—
'Wait!'
'She couldn't have...'
"???"
Cheng Shi's mind went blank. He thought he understood. In a single stride, he reached her side, crouched down, and pried open her clenched right fist. The instant those slender fingers parted, his solemn face discovered... a pile of white ash.
"What's this?" Qin Xin's brow locked tight.
"Her die shattered..."
Cheng Shi's pupils quaked. His voice was layered with complexity and disbelief. He didn't even know how he'd instantly recognized this ash as the "cremated remains" of a Fate die—but he was certain.
'An Mingyu, you... you're insane?!'
"..."
He was shaken to his core—even frightened. Among the players he knew, Hu Xuan was crazy enough, Hu Wei wild enough, Big Cat fierce enough. But right now, all of them were nothing compared to this outwardly quiet, enigmatic Fate Chosen.
'How dare she?!'
'Was this also Fate's guidance?'
When everyone who heard Its divine na trembled in fear—when even Aph Ros dared not say an extra word about It—this "brave"... no, this wasn't bravery anymore. This was reckless. This was certifiably unhinged!
This unhinged player had just prophesied Origin?!
A prophecy about the being that reigned above all sixteen divine thrones!!
Cheng Shi's scalp tingled. Cold sweat stread down his body. His legs felt weak.
'Not everything in the world can be divined, lady!'
'Do you even know what you just tried to prophesy?!'
'Well... looks like you won't get the chance to know.'
Cheng Shi stood dazed over her corpse, his mind racing—could the backlash from *It be reversed by normal ans?
Then Qin Xin, silent until now, spoke again:
"What did she encounter?"
'What did she encounter?'
'I do know, but right now... I don't dare say.'
'A "gentle, delicate" woman just divined Origin without a second thought. You're a fully-armored, heavily-built warrior... please don't give
a one-man-versus-the-heavens encore.'
'Enough. You Torchbearers terrify .'
He shook his head and exhaled deeply:
"There was a minor complication.
As for how it happened—unless the Blind One wakes up and volunteers the information herself, I think I'll... stay quiet.
Don't worry. Death is never a simple matter. Even if she wants to die, she might not get her wish."
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