I'm really a serious wizard.

Fate, whether in this life or the previous one, is the most unpredictable thing.

Its unique significance and its depiction in various movies further imprinted the power of the word "fate" into Ron's mind.

The most famous of them is undoubtedly the "Final Destination" movie series.

Hiss. So, in the Emerald City, fate seems to be tied to death as well.
Moreover, judging from his words, the God of Fate, as an avatar of Death, is considered extremely mysterious in the Eternal Night Evil Land.
I'm not going to choke to death while eating or drinking water, am I?

Thinking of this, Ron couldn't help but look around warily.

But soon he realized he was just scaring himself.

Inside the stone-built hall, there was only the Lord of Emerald City, the butler who was pretending to be stupid and unconscious, and four burly men in black robes trembling.

"Any questions?"

The round-faced, bearded city lord felt a little uneasy under Ron's gaze and unconsciously asked in a low voice.

"No, there's no problem. If I were you, I would find your daughter as soon as possible."

"Yes, I can still sense her location; she's in a small valley fifty kilometers away from Emerald City."

Ron didn't plan to stay long.

To him, the entire Emerald City combined was hardly a useful help.

To find the traces of destiny, to truly become a god, and to overcome countless restarts, one must rely on oneself.

At this moment, the Jade City Lord suddenly said:
"Wait a moment."

"Sir, please wait. I cannot find the God of Destiny, but my daughter may be able to."

Ron stopped abruptly, tilting his head slightly to glance at his elderly father behind him.

The Jade City Lord sighed and said softly:
"In the eyes of those gods, whether we are humans or elves, we are the lowest of the low."

There's no need to humiliate yourself like this, and you even dragged me into it.
The blond boy's lips twitched slightly, but he chose not to interrupt and continued listening.

"Therefore, a master would never marry a filthy, lowly animal. Can you imagine taking a wild boar as a wife?"

"But there are always exceptions, and the God of Destruction is one such anomaly,"

"Coincidentally, among the newborns of many races, there are a few special ones every year."

“And my daughter, at such a young age, has been blessed by death. Everything she has ever touched since she was a child will die quickly without exception.”

?

Where did you say you were blessed?

By the time Ron realized what he had heard, it was already too late.

His eyelids twitched slightly, and he said with utter disdain:
"I do not believe!"

"In fact, many people don't believe it, but they have all returned to the embrace of death."

The Jade City Lord seemed to age twenty years in that instant, and continued:

"In the Eternal Night, the creatures there take pride in death, therefore..."

"So, you want to marry your daughter off to them?"

Ron couldn't help but interject.

"No, I want to try and see if I can have the chance to assassinate a god."

The city lord's eyes suddenly sharpened.

"I am ashamed to say that I sacrificed Julia's happiness and pushed her into the abyss, but it was the necessary price."

In the Golden Age, the gods reigned supreme.

The slaughter of gods is not unheard of in the history of mankind or various races, but the price paid has been devastating.

Ron opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to say something.
Finally, he could only squeeze out a sentence through gritted teeth:
"You're a little too extreme."

That's really extreme. Once those damn gods discover your intentions, let alone your daughter...
I'm afraid even the chickens you keep in your castle will be cruelly killed, and the eggs will be shaken until the yolks are broken.

However, as soon as Ron finished speaking, he saw the city lord looking at him with a very strange gaze, and then glancing at the corpse of the God of Destruction that had been torn into several pieces.

Which of us is the extreme one?
"None of that matters."

Ron's lips twitched, and he spread his hands, saying:

"In that case, tell me what your plan is?"

To be honest, Ron really couldn't think of any good solutions in this situation.

Upon hearing this, the city lord smiled slightly and said:

"It's actually very simple, you just need to become the God of Destruction."

"I had this bold idea after you absorbed the divine characteristics of the God of Destruction."

"Take my daughter with you; her physique is highly sought after in the Eternal Night Badlands."

"Believe me, those gods are very fond of death."

"It would be perfectly acceptable to let her interact with other deities, thereby finding the trace of the God of Destiny."

Is your way of dealing with people serious?
And as a father, you are truly a beast!
Ron's mind went blank for a moment, and he realized that the tricks people used to play were really fancy.

But he had to admit that it was indeed a good strategy.

Upholding the fundamental principles of human rights, Ron countered with a question that seemed to confirm his point:

"Is your daughter willing?"

-

"I am very willing to share Lord Ron's burdens!"

Just three hours later, Yulia, dressed in a black robe, was brought back by the people from the city lord's mansion.

As soon as she saw Ron and learned of the plan, she immediately tore off the robe covering her body, revealing her constantly pointed ears and fluffy, soft blonde hair.

Is this a hybrid of human and elf?

The blond boy's gaze swept over the extraordinary woman who had fed countless people, and he nodded with a deep look in his eyes.

"sorry to bother you."

Hearing this, Yulia wiped her face twice and asked in surprise:
"No trouble at all, no trouble at all. When are we getting married?"

marry?

Ron was completely bewildered. Before he could react, he heard the Emerald City Lord explain:

"Lord Ron, the plan was approved by you."

"You will play the God of Destruction, marry my daughter, and then infiltrate the Eternal Night Badlands together to find out the whereabouts of the God of Fate."

You'll stop at nothing to marry off your daughter; were you waiting for this?
The blond boy's breath hitched, and he sighed:
"Maybe I should go alone. If I get married, Helioper will definitely not let me off the hook."

Upon hearing this, the city lord's face and heart skipped a beat, but he immediately burst into laughter:
"Hahaha, I was just joking."

You better be joking!

Ron muttered to himself, ignoring the city lord's forced smile, and went to Julia's side.

To be honest, he felt great sympathy for this girl who was deeply cursed by death.

Because whether in the Kingdom of Oran or in the Federation later, those who are cursed by the Grim Reaper and frequently die as a result of being unable to marry will face severe discrimination.

He simply couldn't imagine what kind of mental fortitude the other person possessed to withstand such pressure in this golden age where human life was as cheap as grass.

Just then, he heard Julia say sadly:
"Father, this isn't what we agreed on!"

"If Your Excellency is unwilling to marry me, you must compensate me."

"Let me have a go first, bring on a few death row inmates from the city lord's mansion!"

The city lord sighed deeply, shook his head with a wry smile, and said:

“Yulia, you’ve practically wiped out all the death row inmates in Emerald City. Try to restrain yourself a little.”

?

Are the things you're saying something that any human could come up with?
Upon witnessing this scene, Ron, who was already a demigod, felt a sense of fear; he was so weak, helpless, and pitiful.

Silently, he retracted his assessment of the Jade City Lord as a beast.

This father and daughter are so abstract, they're no longer normal human beings.

However, in this barbaric era where survival was so difficult, everything seemed so reasonable.

Thinking of this, Ron felt he had to do something! Even if it was for the death row inmates of Emerald City.
“Miss Julia, don’t worry.”

The blond boy pretended to rummage through his pockets.
He immediately pulled out the gift that Elena had given to Olivia, which Olivia had then given to him.

This object is magnificent and imposing, towering and shining, cast from fine gold.

"Miss Julia, please use it as you wish!"

-

The next day.

Outside Emerald City.

After a night of internal struggle, Ron finally made up his mind to sneak into the Eternal Night Badlands with Julia.

Of course, it's not just that the God of Destruction would be suspected if he didn't bring his wife back.

More importantly, he recognized Yulia's abilities.

Death's blessing is incredibly powerful; last night, Julia sought him out three times.

The reason given each time was that the props, made of refined gold, had shattered into dust.

With such terrifying abilities, it's really hard to say whether a demigod could survive.

He's truly a genius!
"Lord Ron, shall we depart now?"

Facing the rising sun, gazing at the handsome young man's back, Yulia murmured dreamily.

This damned curse made her different from ordinary people from childhood to adulthood.

If she could, she would rather not have this power that so many people dream of.

"Okay, let's set off now!"

The blond boy nodded slightly, and then a strange pale blue light flashed around him. His body twisted and transformed in the blink of an eye into a god of destruction wrapped in greasy strips of cloth.

Connecting with the destructive divinity within his body, Ron grabbed Julia's arm and manipulated a swirling sandstorm, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

The Emerald City Lord, whom Helioper had placed here, had already handed over the topographical maps he had discovered in recent years to Ron.

Therefore, there will be no fundamental errors such as taking the wrong road or not recognizing the place.

If you go another hundred kilometers to the west, you'll reach the territory of the Eternal Night Evil Land.

Near the Badlands lies a border city called Black Death City, where the army under the Grim Reaper is stationed...

As he pondered, Ron quickly spotted a black wall dividing the sky and the earth.

No, that wasn't a black wall, but a thick, deep night.

The stark contrast between night and day creates a visually striking sense of separation.

The place shrouded in darkness was barren, devoid of any vegetation, and seemed to be filled with a pungent, foul-smelling poisonous gas.

Ron suddenly accelerated and plunged in.

An indescribable aura of death instantly enveloped Ron's entire body, as if he had entered the underworld in the true sense.

"Lord Ron, what do you see there?!"

Suddenly, Yulia pointed to a black phantom in the distance.

The black phantom seemed to sense their gaze and began waving from a great distance.

Ron squinted and looked closely, discovering that it wasn't a black phantom at all, but a tall skeleton shrouded in shadow.

Are they enemies?
Or perhaps a subordinate of the God of Destruction?
As he drew closer, he gradually stopped, and before he could probe for words, he heard the tall skeleton speak in a sound like bones grinding together:

"Chaos, I heard you've married a new wife. I've been waiting for you for so long, and now I'm finally here!"

"This time, I'm definitely going to be first!"

Wait, who are you?
Does it have anything to do with you whether I get married—no, I mean, whether the God of Destruction gets married?

You're still ranked first? Do you even have that ability?

At that moment, Ron's brain seemed to short-circuit, realizing how unfamiliar these words sounded when pieced together.

"What do you want to do?"

He instinctively shielded Julia.

"Hey, my good brother, who doesn't know you're the most generous guy in the Eternal Night Holy Land?"

"Real living people are a rare sight here, and the brothers are all counting on you!"

The shadowy skeleton shamelessly waved, as if this had become a routine.

You still expect me to help you?

So how many people were in line this time?

Ron asked, his facial muscles tensing.

"Not many, maybe a dozen or so!"

"You know, those who are waiting in line for you are all powerful deities. All the guys who control the territories around here have come."

Wow, you guys are really good at this...

Ron was speechless for a moment, feeling his arms trembling.

Of course, it wasn't fear, but rather the slight trembling of Yulia's hand gripping his arm.

Ron sensed that she was probably scared.

Well, roughly...

After a moment of contemplation, Ron outwardly appeared to be considering whether or not to make friends, but inwardly he was processing the massive amount of information.

In a flash of thought, Ron deliberately asked in a hoarse voice:

"So... has the god of fate arrived?"

Upon hearing this, the skeleton shrouded in shadow noticeably paused in its waving motion.

"Brother, why are you bringing him up?"

“That is the embodiment of the Lord of Death.”

His tone was clearly dismissive, indicating that he didn't care much for the title.

Is there any use for it?
Ron's mind raced, his thoughts working at lightning speed, and he said indignantly and vaguely:
"Didn't that guy come? If he doesn't come, it means he's not giving me, Chaos, any face!"

“Who says otherwise? But Chaos brothers, we can’t afford to mess with that guy…”

He had only spoken halfway when the tall, indignant skeleton suddenly stopped and looked at Ron, saying:

"Chaos, let's ignore Him for now. What about your new wife?"

"Show it to your brothers, even from across several mountains, I can feel the warm flesh and blood of a living person!"

"How did you end up taking on the job of Death Messenger? If we weren't stuck in the Eternal Night Holy Land, we would have already captured a few living people to enjoy."

The tall skeleton twitched its nose as it spoke.

The next moment, the blue flames burning in the skull's eye sockets suddenly surged, its gaze fixed on Yulia, who was covered by yellow sand.

To be honest, Ron really wanted to get more information out of them, but the God of Fate was clearly a piece of stinking dog shit in the Eternal Night Badlands, and nobody wanted to mention him.

This is going to be difficult...

Just as Ron was feeling troubled, the half-elf girl behind him tugged at his arm and said:
"Your Excellency, leave it to me."

This isn't a good idea...

Ron's lips twitched.

At this moment, the towering skeletal skeleton couldn't help but urge:

"Chaos, what are you dawdling for? Just the smell of living people makes my bones melt."

"Let me see what a living person looks like. Are you worried that I'll kill him?"

Ha... I'm worried that a living person will kill you.

Ron was speechless for a moment, then reached out and brushed away the yellow sand.

"Please go ahead." (End of Chapter)