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Chapter 169 Fuck your fate

The clown who emerged from the purple orb seemed to have broken free of his restraints and appeared exceptionally happy.

It did several somersaults in mid-air.

The next second, a bright red sphere suddenly appeared in mid-air.

Immediately afterwards, the colorful clown landed nimbly and sat steadily on top of the red sphere that was floating in mid-air.

He stretched and casually drew a rainbow, and the clown that appeared in front of him seemed to have had his fill of fun.

Only then did he turn his gaze to Erin, who was not far away.

After gently twitching his nose.

A surprised smile flashed across the colorful clown's face: "Hey, I smell a clown on you! Interesting!"

next second.

The colorful clown vanished instantly, and when he reappeared, he was on Erin's shoulder.

Then, his palm-sized body used Erin's body as a climbing mountain, jumping up and down and having a great time.

Looking at the clown jumping around on him and occasionally pinching him, Erin frowned slightly and asked, "What are you?"

Erin had drawn prizes with the compass of fate so many times, but this was the first time he had drawn a "living" life.

Upon hearing Erin's words, he reached out and hooked his hand on Erin's clothes, giving it a gentle sway. The colorful clown then jumped onto Erin's left shoulder once again.

"I'm no nobody."

"??? Huh? Wait, ugh, you're the worst of all, your whole family is worst of all!"

Before it could finish its sentence, the palm-sized clown sensed something was wrong. After a moment's thought, it immediately pointed at Erin's nose and began to hurl insults.

"I am the greatest clown in the entire universe..."

The clown, who had just revealed his name, seemed to remember something, and his incessant shouting abruptly stopped.

"I remember, after I shattered the Wheel of Fate, I was dragged down with the gods to be buried with them. How come..."

He paused slightly.

After a couple of seconds, the clown's face, covered in paint and looking somewhat multicolored, suddenly grinned, revealing a look of sudden realization, and he laughed:

"So I was already dead! Hehe!"

The clown, seemingly oblivious to his own death, looked up at the seemingly unchanging scales of fate on the river of destiny, and the clown on Erin's shoulder seemed to understand something.

"Am I now a phantom salvaged from the river of history? Interesting."

"but······"

"The wheel of fortune can't control my destiny, and you, a corrupted and broken scale, think you can manipulate my life? Screw your fate!"

The next second, it suddenly turned to Erin and said, "Little guy, watch closely, this is what a real clown is."

Done.

Without waiting for Erin's response.

The clown, standing firmly on the red sphere, arrogantly pointed his finger at the scales of fate that seemed to have existed since time immemorial on the river of destiny.

"In the name of recklessness, let's reverse fate!"

As the Wheel of Fate roared, an incomparably vast and terrifying aura suddenly appeared at its fingertips.

It was an aura that was extremely similar to, yet completely different from, the river of destiny not far away.

The moment that aura appeared.

Not far away, the vast and boundless river of destiny, the dazzling Milky Way, seemed to tremble almost imperceptibly for a moment.

Followed by.

A silvery-white phantom of the River of Fate emerged from behind the Clown of Destiny, like the Milky Way hanging upside down in the heavens, flowing upstream in a strange manner towards the enormous scales of fate itself.

Not far away, Erin saw that the clown summoned by the compass of fate was actually able to attack the scales of fate.

They were immediately stunned and speechless with surprise.

This scene completely changed Erin's understanding of the items summoned by the Compass of Fate.

Having only performed one advanced summoning, Erin didn't know if it was due to the difference in the items drawn from the advanced lottery, or the special nature of the summoned clown itself.

After all, this wasn't the first time Erin had drawn a purple item, but none of them had ever been as unique as this Hilarious Clown.

Faced with the clown's rebellion.

The scales of fate, which seemed to have stood on the river of destiny since the beginning of time, seemed to tremble slightly.

Within that silvery-white scale of fate, a vast amount of energy seemed to be unleashed.

A power far greater and more vast than any force Erin had ever seen suddenly burst forth from the scales of fate.

It was a power that defied description. Before this power, the boundless balance seemed to shift dramatically, and the world seemed to turn upside down.

Even time and spacetime are reversed.

Finally, it settled above the phantom image of the river of fate flowing upstream.

It swept over that illusory image of the River of Fate.

At that moment, all light, sound, and even all perception were instantly obscured in the void of heaven and earth.

That illusory river of fate, seemingly capable of washing away the heavens and earth and reversing everything, was mercilessly crushed before this power.

With almost no room for maneuver, the illusory River of Fate summoned by the Clown of Destiny was shattered before this indescribable power.

It was as if everything had been purified, returning to nothingness, transforming into the purest origin, and flowing back into the scales of fate.

But faced with this almost overwhelming outcome, the clown who was swimming upstream against the current of fate revealed a mocking smile.

Those bright, expressive eyes seemed to utter two words silently.

"idiot!"

The next moment.

The clown was crushed into ashes by the boundless power of the scales of fate.

But just when Erin thought it was all over...

The clown who should have been crushed by the power of the scales of fate suddenly appeared on the fulcrum of the scales of fate itself.

Then······

He spat fiercely at the scales of fate!

"Pah!"

Screw you, fate!

"Even if I'm just a phantom, I'm not a toy you can manipulate at will..."

Just as the clown's spit was about to stain the scales of fate...

The overwhelming power that had been so strong before descended once more in a terrifying manner.

It directly reduced that phlegm and the clown on the scales of fate to nothingness.

This time.

That clown was completely reduced to ashes.

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"This time, that clown should finally be dead!"

In the distance, Erin, who was watching the battle, breathed a slight sigh of relief after seeing the body of the Clown of Destiny be reduced to nothingness by the Scales of Fate.

This time, hopefully nothing unexpected will happen again!

But just as Erin's thoughts were about to settle,

A small foot wearing a long boot suddenly appeared behind Erin and kicked him hard in the buttocks.

The sudden, immense force sent Erin flying.

But at the same time, he was kicked away.

The [Clown] potion within Erin's body seemed to be catalyzed by some force, and was instantly digested.

"Hey kid, remember this: clowns are among the freest people in all the realms, they don't have so many damn restrictions..."

"Whether it's a magic potion or external force, remember, you are the one who controls the power, not the one who is controlled or fooled by it; the so-called role-playing is just a means to make it easier for you to control the power, not to make you truly become the person being played..."

"Accept my gift and grow freely! I hope that one day you can break through your limitations... and defeat..."

Before Erin could finish hearing the voice coming from behind him...

As if teleported, the clown who suddenly appeared behind Erin was turned into nothingness by a powerful force descending from the sky.

And this time...

That clown seems to be really dead.

Because Erin waited in the same spot for a long time, but never saw the other person reappear.

Feeling the completely digested [Clown] potion within his body, and the strange power that had vaguely appeared.

Erin stood there in silence.

After a long while.

Ailin looked at the distant, now calm, phantom image of the scales of fate and exhaled a breath of stale air.

This is a high-level lucky draw.

What a rollercoaster ride!

Even the scales of fate probably couldn't have predicted that the clown would make a move against it!

but.

It was thanks to the Clown of Fate that Erin truly witnessed the power of the scales of fate.

This gave Erin a slightly deeper understanding of the power of the scales of fate.

Although the Clown of Destiny was reduced to nothing by the scales of fate, Erin did not leave empty-handed.

The opponent's final kick, delivered in a way that Erin couldn't comprehend, directly helped Erin completely digest the [Clown] potion.

They also injected a special seed of power into Erin's body.

The power of fate.

An extremely hidden and extremely special power.

It was born of destiny, yet it was subtly rejected by destiny.

It can conceal itself and avoid being captured by fate. It can also draw nourishment from the unseen world by playing tricks on fate, and continuously strengthen its power to defy fate.

If the power of fate is strong enough, Erin could even use this power to directly distort fate and rewrite the destiny of all things in the universe.

of course.

At this moment, the life-giving power within Erin was merely a seed of initial power, far from possessing the strength to rewrite the destiny of all living beings.

Looking at that illusory scales of fate that seemed to have existed since time immemorial.

Erin's eyes flickered.

But this power... might also be an opportunity.

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The appearance of the clown of misfortune.

And its final kick to Erin's butt, instantly depleting Erin's [Clown] potion, almost completely disrupted Erin's plans.

originally.

Erin wanted to quickly try his luck with the lottery and see if he could win anything suitable.

Then, while Hydra and S.H.I.E.L.D. are fighting amongst themselves, secretly eliminate the Hydra leader who ordered the killing of the Joker's clone.

But now.

Having completely digested the Joker Potion and being ready to advance at any time, Erin naturally had to change her plans.

For example, before going to seek revenge against Hydra.

First... level up!

Sequence Seven, the Magician, represents the transformative stage of the Diviner's path, shifting from a supportive role to a powerful one.

Once Erin is promoted to [Magician], his strength will undergo a complete transformation.

With the Magician's numerous extraordinary methods and bizarre abilities, Erin will find it much easier to deal with Hydra.

··········

But this time...

Erin did not choose to advance in the Balance Space, but instead took out the [Magician] potion that he had drawn a long time ago and returned to reality with it.

Watching the Magician's Potion in the test tube, its colors—red, orange, yellow, and green—spread and disappeared like fireworks.

Erin flipped his fingertips.

The coin, which had acquired a trace of sentience and had been almost cultivated by Erin into a divination coin, appeared between Erin's index and middle fingers.

With a "ding" sound.

The coin, which almost possessed a divination function in itself, was flicked by Erin.

This is Erin using divination to confirm whether her promotion will go smoothly.

Snapped!

If the coin lands heads up, it means yes!

"very good!"

After receiving affirmation.

Arlin did not drink the potion immediately.

Instead, he went back to his room, took a shower, and changed into clean, comfortable clothes.

Only then did he pick up the [Magician] potion again.

He put it to his lips.

Raise your hand, tilt your head back.

Without much hesitation, Erin drank the colorful [Magician] potion in one gulp.

"Gurgle!"

As Erin's Adam's apple bobbed, the icy potion flowed down his throat.

Colorful bubbles kept bursting in Erin's throat.

Those bubbles seemed to transform into fireworks, bursting forth inside Erin's body.

Almost instantly.

Veins bulged on Erin's forehead, and within those ferocious veins, a streak of multicolored blood seemed to emanate, creating a rushing, shimmering sound like a surging lake, accompanied by the powerful beating of his heart.

The Magician's potion had a far greater stimulating effect on Erin than the Clown's potion.

Amidst this intense stimulation, countless bizarre pieces of knowledge and abilities, along with indescribable and terrifying murmurs, were almost simultaneously poured into Erin's mind.

Each drop of the magic potion was transformed into countless tiny particles.

It constantly altered Erin's body, imprinting one strange ability after another into Erin's body, even deep within his cells.

However, this time.

Faced with these terrifying ramblings that almost filled his mind, Erin dealt with them much more easily than when he was promoted to the [Clown] last time.

Even the terrifying babbling had a much milder effect on Erin than it had on him during his last promotion.

(End of this chapter)