After leaving the world of all NPCs

Triglav had a blank expression on his face, and a second identical [Spear of Judgment] had already taken shape!

The arm waved again.

The second golden meteor flew out of his hand and disappeared mysteriously in the middle of the journey again.

puff--!

Ye Zuochen had just tried to steady himself when the part of his right leg below the knee, along with most of his calf, instantly turned into a cloud of bloody meat paste, accompanied by the scalp-numbing sound of bones breaking and flesh bursting.

[Spear of Judgment] had apparently pierced through his remaining thigh bone.

"Well!"

Without a pause, Triglav produced the third golden oak spear in his hand.

The tip of the gun was pointing directly at Ye Zuochen's head.

"Another guy who's repeating his combat skills..."

Ye Zuochen felt speechless. These gods in Slavic mythology could only repeat their fighting skills one by one.

"The Cloud Rider declares here—my enemies are the bricks of the temple, forever imprisoned beneath a thousand pillars of thunder!"

A pure white, soft cloud appeared out of thin air beneath him without any warning. Just as the third golden meteor was about to leave his hand, Ye Zuochen leaped towards the suddenly appearing cloud.

The figure instantly sank into the clouds and disappeared.

……

A magnificent temple so huge that it leaves one speechless.

The ground is paved with endless golden bricks, each of which shines with pure and heavy light, extending to the end of the sight.

Giant pillars made entirely of silver, so large that it takes dozens of people to hug them, stand tall on this golden plain.

At the very top of the dome is a lapis lazuli window so huge that it seems to be able to accommodate the entire blue sky.

Ye Zuochen's figure fell from the air in a miserable state and landed heavily on the ground paved with gold bricks.

puff!

He couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood, and immediately pulled out the [Spear of Judgment] that pierced his chest and threw it to the ground, while at the same time wondering what was going on with Triglav's spear.

The exterior scene cannot be reflected.

The mind’s eye cannot detect it.

Intuition cannot judge.

puff!

As I was thinking, a cold touch, with a sharp pain that pierced through my soul, came from the center of my chest!

Ye Zuochen lowered his head.

The tip of the third [Spear of Judgment] had already penetrated his chest from the position of his heart. The golden tip was dripping with hot blood, spreading a glaring scarlet on the shining gold brick floor.

It actually... chased me here!

Ignoring the isolation of space and the barriers of the temple.

"I see, it's the future..."

Ye Zuochen recalled the ancient ritual of the Slavs, in which they would erect four pillars in the temple, blindfold a horse, and let it choose the direction to go.

If you go north, there will be peace.

If it goes south, it means war.

If it goes east, there will be a good harvest.

If you go west, there will be famine.

This is a sacrifice to the god of war Sventovit. Sventovit's important duty is to predict the future. His most famous power is to see in all directions, that is, to see everything in all directions.

Triglav possessed Sventovit's divine power, or in other words, as Ye Zuochen killed Triglav twice, Sventovit's [divinity] emerged, allowing him to use his own power.

This power can determine the future.

That is the inevitable result.

However, facing the anti-fate power of the God Slayer, the future of this decision is greatly reduced. If facing ordinary enemies, I am afraid that it can directly determine the future of "victory".

No matter how strong the enemy is, they will be defeated in the end.

However, facing the God Slayer, this power is greatly reduced and can only achieve "guaranteed hit".

The [Spear of Judgment] thrown by Triglav will definitely hit the opponent, and no matter what power is used, it cannot be stopped. This is not cause and effect, not fate, not order, but "the future"!

The future that Triglav saw will definitely happen!

"Is this luck good or bad? Triglav's three [Godheads] are all here to kill me. This is the anchor of His 'self' and also my chance to win." Ye Zuochen muttered to himself and immediately raised his hand towards the huge window above.

"Window lattice—close!"

"Heaven and earth—close!"

"Seven heavy rainstorms welded the window gaps shut!"

"Seven years of drought sealed the howling!"

"Seven Reincarnations Revelation Judgment!"

"The rainstorm and the drought encircle the window sill! When I close my eyes, the tides of life and death all become silent!"

The huge lapis lazuli window suddenly closed inward at Ye Zuochen's command.

Click!

A roar heavy enough to crush mountains echoed in the empty temple.

The window frames are welded tightly together.

[Qingqiong Locking Palace] is now completely closed!

It is isolated from the sulfur, lava, and suffocating divine power of the outside desert.

It doesn’t matter whether Triglav can break into the temple or not. If he can break into the temple, he can take this opportunity to dispel the curse of the wound and restore his own magic power and status.

148 Then don’t enter the future, stay in the past forever

Outside the temple, the land is barren and broken.

Triglav hovers at the center of a strange field formed by four giant Slavic columns.

As the huge lapis lazuli window closed completely, the temple was completely isolated from the world.

Not in heaven.

Not in the human world.

Not in Hades.

No one can find it, no one can see it.

Unless Ye Zuochen opens the window himself.

"Coward! Drifting King!" His roar was like thunder rolling across the wasteland, shaking the four stone pillars. "How dare you hide in this tomb to avoid battle? You dare to be a godslayer!"

The eyes of the middle head suddenly burst into dazzling divine light.

The light penetrated the barriers of the material world, saw through the shadows of the netherworld, swept to the other side of the starry sky, and pierced into the depths of the underworld!

【Keep your eyes in all directions】.

Sventovit's supreme power was fully operational, and wherever his sight reached, even the smallest specks of dust in billions of worlds could be seen!

But... no!

The earth, the netherworld, the starry sky, the underworld... His gaze was like an invisible giant net sifting through the endless dimensions of time and space, but he could not catch any trace of Ye Zuochen's existence.

The closed lapis lazuli window seemed to have completely erased him from the existence of this universe, without even a ripple of existence left.

"You think you can escape your destined end by hiding?!"

Triglav suddenly raised his hand!

The fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh... a total of four [Spears of Judgment] made of golden oak condensed in his palm in an instant.

The arm of the God of War turned into a blurry shadow, and four golden meteors tore through the sky and were thrown out brazenly!

call out!call out!call out!call out!

Four golden rays of light suddenly crossed the long river of fate and disappeared in the middle of the flight, as if they had never existed.

……

Inside the [Qingqiong Locking Palace], there was a golden silence.

Ye Zuochen sat upright in a corner of the temple, with cold and hard gold bricks beneath him.

Many maids wearing maid skirts and with pure and flawless faces gathered quietly.

"Master, you are in trouble again~" Nanakusa Mayumi laughed, and then her soft lips pressed against Ye Zuochen's mouth.

After them came Shiba Miyuki, Chiba Erica, Xian Guyong, Himehira Setsuna, Kirasaka Sayaka... and many other maids stationed in the [Blue Sky Locking Palace].

These maids not only received education in Belfast and mastered the skills of maids looking down on Ye Zuochen, but also obtained the wisdom of the goddess from Guinevere and mastered advanced healing spells. If they work together, they can even pull the souls of the dead back to the earth.

However, for the God Slayer, this was the only way to kiss him and inject the healing spell into Ye Zuochen's body.

The healing spell passed from their lips into Ye Zuochen's broken body.

As the spell was injected, the power of judgment entangled deep in the wound made a sizzling sound and the light quickly dimmed.

Once the obstacles are removed, the "Innate Qi" flowing out of the [Qingming Creation Talisman] will no longer be blocked.

The cyan-gold light burst out completely, and the hideous hole on the chest grew pink buds at a speed visible to the naked eye, the bones reshaped, and the skin healed as before.

At the broken leg, flesh, tendons and bones regenerated frantically, and in a flash, a complete right leg appeared again.

The fatal wound to the heart was completely healed, and the strong beating sounded again.

The blood stopped flowing, and the broken ice crystals and dirt were purified and peeled off by an invisible force.

Ye Zuochen suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were bright and all his injuries were healed.

clang!

At the moment when he felt the power of rebirth, the huge lapis lazuli window above his head suddenly erupted with four terrifying crashing sounds that almost blew off the entire dome of the temple.

boom! boom! boom! boom!

It was as if four burning stars crashed into the window with an attitude of destructiveness.

The surface of the window trembled violently, even bulging slightly. The cedar dome shook violently, and countless dust fell.

Ye Zuochen suddenly looked up.

Four [Spears of Judgment] suddenly fell on the surface of the indestructible lapis lazuli window, like four giant nails wedged into time and space, deeply embedded in the lapis lazuli window.

The ancient totem patterns on the gun body burned fiercely, and four completely different and majestic artistic conceptions of spring, summer, autumn and winter instantly connected.

East, south, west, north!

four Seasons!

The invisible shadows of the four seasons pillars stood up with a loud bang, interweaving into a giant net covering all dimensions, nailing the [Qingqiong Locking Palace] firmly in place.

"Hide!" Ye Zuochen shouted.

No more words were needed. The many well-trained maids surrounding him flashed away like a flock of frightened butterflies and headed into the depths of the temple.

The plain white skirt cast a blurry shadow on the golden floor tiles, and in the blink of an eye it disappeared into the magnificent structure of the temple.

At the same time, the [Tree of Creation and Life] suddenly appeared in the exterior scene.

In the soft yet tenacious light of life, a tall figure dressed in gorgeous papal robes sat on a thick branch.

Her bright pink hair exudes a dreamy luster, and her eyes, as bright as crimson rubies, penetrate the void, carrying with them an indifference that seems to see through everything and a hint of subtle warmth.

Sonogami Rinne slowly sat down.

hum!