Marvel With Zanpakuto - Chapter 1179
[Chapter 1075 An Unchangeable Fate]
“Ah~~~”
Fenrir yawned, opened his eyes lazily, and stretched his body comfortably with a sullen look.
In the dream just now, it seemed to dream that it became stronger, stepped on Aizen, punched Ulquiorra, and returned all the torture it had suffered to those two bastards.
The scene in the dream makes it linger.
It was even a little reluctant, it was over so soon, it also prepared hundreds of tortures, and planned to give Aizen a try one by one.
“Wake up?” A
familiar voice drifted into Fenrir’s ears.
Swish!
Fenrir shuddered in an instant, and immediately came to his senses. He turned his head and saw Lorde’s half-smiling expression, his hair stood on end, and a chill spread from his tail to Tianling Gai.
It… actually fell asleep!
!
Lorde personally told him to do his best to keep watch, but he fell asleep like this?
!
It’s over!
Absolutely dead!
“I’m sorry, master!”
Fenrir shoveled directly and came to Lord’s feet, almost burying his head in the ground, dripping with cold sweat: “I didn’t fall asleep on purpose, just… .I don’t know what’s going on, I suddenly fell asleep, master, you can punish me however you want, don’t tell Aizen-sama!” Just
kidding…
if Aizen knew about this , specifying that it should be minced and mashed to the kilian.
“Okay, it’s not your fault.”
Lord touched Fenrir’s head, but he didn’t blame it too much, after all, this matter has nothing to do with it: “Get up, let me ask you a few questions, Answer me honestly, and this time is over.”
“Yes, thank you master, your kindness and tolerance are like a great world tree, nourishing every subject, no matter what you want to ask, your humble servant Fenrir will do his best to tell you the answer. .” Fenrir breathed a sigh of relief, offering a flattery by the way.
“Do you know Wooder?” Lord asked.
“Of course I know, Woodde is the eldest sister of the three goddesses of fate, and the prophecy of Ragnarok was originally circulated by them.”
Fenrir seemed to be no stranger, and continued: “But few people have seen them, except for Apart from the god kings of all dynasties, the three goddesses of fate have never appeared in front of outsiders, even I have never seen them, they are a group of god-given guys, and many people hate them.”
Well…he agrees with this point very much .
.
It’s hard not to be hated by a group of people who are talking about their lives all day long.
“Then do you know the poem of destiny?” Lord asked again.
However, after hearing the “Poem of Destiny”, Fenrir’s eyes flashed with anger, and he didn’t hide it in the slightest, revealing a strong hatred and resentment: “Master, I dare to ask, where did you learn that Poetry of Destiny?”
Seeing this reaction, it seems a little hidden.
Lord rubbed his chin, shook the withered leaves in his hand, and said, “While you were sleeping, Woodr appeared and said, for Orlaug, give me a poem of destiny.”
Regarding this matter, He wasn’t going to hide it.
This poem of destiny made his brain aches, and he couldn’t understand what it was talking about.
Since Fenrir knows the inside story, he can show it, maybe he can parse out some prophecies about the poem of destiny.
On the withered and yellow leaves, lines of dark golden handwriting are looming, exuding a certain charm, like an elusive destiny.
Fenrir, who has seen it once, can be recognized at a glance, it is “Poem of Fate”!
“Sure enough…it’s a poem of destiny!”
Fenrir was shocked, and the wolf’s face showed a look of horror, and Tong Kong trembled slightly: “Master…you may…have a big deal!”
“How do you say it?”
Wen Yan said
, Lord frowned.
“If it’s just a prophecy of fate, there is usually only one sentence or a few simple words.”
Fenrir suppressed his shock and explained: “But the poem of fate is different. The combination leads to a certain result.”
“You may not know that since the birth of the goddess of fate, there has only been one poem of fate.”
“That is… Ragnarok!”
“It is a metaphor for the public .
The end of God, a series of huge disasters, inevitable defeats, and an inescapable fate.”
“Oh, it doesn’t seem to be so accurate.”
After listening to Lord, he chuckled and shook his head, saying: ” Ragnarok is not destiny, it’s just a few immortals who want to steal the origin of the World Tree.”
It seems that the so-called goddess of destiny is nothing more than an appearance.
“No, Master, you are wrong.”
Fenrir shook his head and said solemnly: “No matter what the reason, how powerful an external force intervenes, Ragnarok can’t stop it, it is not something that can be manipulated by some people. Think about it carefully, if it can really be manipulated, then fate… or fate?”
Lorde was startled.
It seems to be the case.
In other words, with the ability of the three ancestors, can you really manipulate Ragnarok?
“I don’t know who you are talking about, you can manipulate Ragnarok, but… have you seen, who has stopped Ragnarok?” Fenrir asked.
“No…no.”
Lorde’s heart was heavy.
Stop Ragnarok?
Even the Rune King Thor couldn’t completely stop Ragnarok, but just changed a way and cleverly bypassed it.
Rune King Thor, but stealing the origin of the world, reaching the five founding gods, second only to the existence of the Life Court!
How could the Ragnarok of the Gods, which even she couldn’t stop, could be controlled by the Third Ancestor?
“Master, what matters in fate is not the process, but the final result.”
Fenrir said solemnly: “Just like me, before Asgard was destroyed, I was immortal, because Ragnarok’s The cause is me, without me, there would be no Ragnarok, this is the power of destiny.”
“You mean…”
After a while of silence, Lorde said in a slightly solemn tone: “The content of the poem of destiny can’t be changed?”
Facing Lord’s eyes, Fenrir suddenly felt his hair stand upright, as if some kind of terror was coming, and the two fighting men lowered their heads and said shiveringly: ” Just… under normal circumstances, the poem of destiny… is absolutely unchangeable.”
Lord was silent.
“But…but!”
Fenrir was extremely frightened, because Lorde’s eyes seemed to be getting more and more terrifying, and he hurriedly said: “Master, you are such a powerful existence, UU reading www.sonicmtl. com can definitely change fate, and the poem of fate has only appeared twice, maybe not this time!”
Lord ignored it.
Picking up the withered yellow leaf, the lines of dark golden handwriting came into his eyes again.
He seemed to have vaguely guessed what the prophecies in the two paragraphs were referring to.
‘The messenger in black’, if I guessed correctly, it should be Nyarlathotep.
‘Two identical white flowers’ should be alluding to him and Carl who fused twin flowers.
And the sacred tree…
It should be referring to the origin of everything, the supreme divinity, the “Double Sacred Tree”, which caused the battle of heaven and was contested by God and the outer gods.
“Slowly wither and wither…”
Lord muttered to himself, reading one of the prophecies, his eyes narrowed slightly: “This sentence means that we… will all die? ”
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