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Chapter 87 Sacrifice

In a spacious and bright room.

Countless threads, like a spider web, connected from the walls and ceiling to a massive loom.

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On the enormous loom of destiny, a golden shuttle swiftly weaves through the dense silk threads, like a golden streak of light, captivating the eye.

Even though the textile factory is now littered with corpses, this huge textile machine continues to work diligently day and night.

"Is this the spinning wheel of fate?"

The Spinning Machine of Destiny!

The Assassin Brotherhood is the cornerstone of its existence.

This was also the ultimate goal that Erin had been planning for so many days.

Entering the room and looking at the loom of destiny so close at hand, Erin was at a loss.

"Hmm? I've found this thing, but how do I offer it as a sacrifice to the Scales of Fate? Do I need to perform a sacrificial ritual?"

Just as Erin was having some trouble, a message suddenly surfaced in his mind.

[Touch]

All it takes for any part of Erin's body to touch this [Fate Weaving Machine] is to offer this wondrous object of fate directly to the [Fate Scales].

Is it really that simple?

Wanting this, Erin reached directly for the [Weaving Machine of Destiny].

Just as Erin's right hand was about to touch the [Loom of Destiny], the golden shuttle that was constantly shuttling through the web seemed to sense something and suddenly turned into a golden stream of light, as if it wanted to escape from the loom.

But the next second, the instant Erin's right hand touched the [Weaving Machine of Destiny].

The shuttle, dragging its golden, flowing tail, was frozen in mid-air as it tried to escape.

No.

To be precise, everything in this room where the machine of destiny is kept was frozen in that instant.

It was as if time and space had been frozen.

Immediately afterwards, a distorted vortex appeared in the void, directly swallowing the Destiny Weaving Machine, including the golden shuttle, into it.

Once the spacetime vortex subsided, the flow of time in the room returned to normal.

At the same time, a series of messages rapidly entered Erin's mind.

【Ding! 】

[The host has successfully sacrificed the artifact of destiny, the "Weaving Machine of Destiny," plundering 2 points of the world's destiny essence and gaining 10000 destiny points.]

[The Fate Balance feature is being fully implemented...]

【Ding! 】

[Repair complete.]

Erin had initially thought that completing the balance of fate would take some time, but it ended before it even began.

Erin, who had been silently complaining to herself, was quickly drawn to the new features of the Scales of Fate.

【exchange】

The name of this feature is very simple, but when Erin clicked on this seemingly ordinary name, he was immediately shocked by the feature called "Exchange".

Erin, however, quickly grasped the power of the newly emerged Scales of Fate.

[Exchange: As long as you put enough weight on one side of the scales of fate, you can exchange for anything you want—remember, anything at all.]

[Note: This assumes you have enough leverage.]

[Comment: "Fate" is omnipotent.]

The statement that "fate" is omnipotent may sound arrogant, but when combined with the terrifying power of "exchange," it becomes a reality.

"That's quite a powerful ability!"

Unlike the Fate Manifestation function, which requires Fate Points to activate.

The ability of "equivalent exchange" allows an item to be placed on the scales of fate and become an item for exchange, provided that the item's intrinsic value is affirmed by the scales of fate.

After seeing this feature.

Erin's first thought was...

If the six Infinity Stones of this world were placed on one side of the scales, what would one be able to obtain in return?

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I only had a fleeting thought for less than a second.

Erin was awakened by the loud gunfire coming from not far away.

Ok.

Now is not the time for me to indulge in daydreams.

With a swift movement, Erin walked directly out of the now empty room.

After leaving the room.

Erin happened to see Cross running out of the study in a disheveled state, and Sloan following closely behind Cross.

At this moment, several wounds appeared on the cross, from which bright red liquid was flowing out.

Blood stained his clothes, making the pale-faced cross look even more wretched.

Sloan, who was following behind him, also had a gloomy face and looked quite unpleasant.

At that moment, Sloan was also hit twice by the cross.

One is on the abdomen, and the other is on the right arm.

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Just as the Scales of Fate seized the Loom of Fate.

Sloan, who was battling the cross, suddenly felt a tremor and fear from his very soul.

The cross, which had been suppressed by Sloan, became unusually perceptive of Sloan's unusual behavior.

With sheer willpower, he suppressed the numerous but not fatal injuries on his body and emptied the magazine from one of his pistols onto the trembling Sloan.

Unfortunately, the aura that made Sloan's soul tremble came quickly and went quickly.

Stimulated by the life-or-death crisis, Sloan quickly regained his senses and darted to the side.

However, caught off guard, Sloan managed to move his body and dodge the dangerous bullets aimed at his forehead and heart, but he was still shot in two bloody holes by the cross-shaped bullets.

What he found even more unacceptable was that the bastard Cross actually took the opportunity to leap over and smash the textile factory window.

The moment the cross fled the room, Sloan's murderous ritual, prepared to please the devil, was ruined.

"Since you're so eager to die, then I'll grant your wish..."

Sloan casually pulled out a thick book from the large study, and then pulled out a black pistol from it.

Then they chased after the direction the cross had fled in.

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I never imagined Sloan would become such a terrifying cross. The moment I burst out of the window, I saw Erin walking out of the room across the street, the room with the scales of fate.

Cross, his eyes darting around, immediately yelled at Erin, "Attack! I can't hold on much longer!"

Upon hearing this, Sloan, who was following behind the cross, also saw Erin wearing a clown mask.

"Heh, any other companions? Let's take them all out then!"

As he spoke, Sloan raised his pistol and fired at Erin and the cross.

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Having obtained the Destiny Spinning Machine and the recipe for a medicinal wax that could quickly heal injuries, Erin, having perfectly accomplished her goal, was about to leave when she heard a statement from the Cross that clearly shifted the blame.

(End of this chapter)