The same thing was still happening in the Star Pirate's mothership. However, the executor changed to a girl with short hair in red. She took the left-behind Star Pirate to occupy the main post of the mothership at lightning speed, and then broke into the bridge directly and killed the captain of the Star Pirate's mothership in full view of everyone.

Blood splashed blood on the wall. The crew chose to obey immediately.

As a result, both motherships changed their owners without realizing it. However, no one in the ruins below realized this. The people who stayed on the surface were still receiving accurate communication codes, not knowing that these communication codes had long been isolated by the mothership above.

At the same time, deep in the ruins, mercenaries and star pirates poured into the second altar like a tide.

The passage of the ruins is very complex and is full of traps and purifiers. They rushed along the way and three more mercenaries died in battle. But they also found the remains of the demon-equipped warriors in the passage, which means they were not having a good time. After rushing through the passage, they then came to a vast cave, and faced with another magnificent altar.

But unlike the first altar, the altar was not empty, but an old man with white hair and beard sat.

He is playing chess.

Play chess with yourself.

In the vast cave, there were many mercenaries and star thieves, and on the other side were the magic-equipped warriors who had entered before. However, they suddenly stopped no matter which side they were. However, they refused to move forward any further.

It’s not that I don’t dare, but that I don’t want to.

Suddenly, they all felt a strange feeling, and the old man, Buddha, was combined with everything around him, including air, environment, heaven and earth, and even time and space. It was like a complete picture. Even a slightest bit of it could not be destroyed. Troubleshooting the old man was like disturbing the entire space, indescribable wonder.

The old man's every move touched a strange force, which quietly influenced everyone.

He was playing chess very slowly.

Twist. Raise your hand and make a move...

Every move is so leisurely and calm. It can even make people see the slightly pulsating blood vessels on his fingers.

If we talk about speed alone, anyone present can intercept his movements. But no one thinks he can really do it. Because the old man's movements conform to a unique rhythm, just like him, belongs to the will of this space. He makes a move. He plays chess, and space plays chess.

No, it is not space...but...a mysterious thing.

For a moment, everyone fell silent, and no one could figure out what rhythm the old man was in line with. But one thing they knew very well. It was that the old man was very powerful, very, very powerful.

Perhaps he did not show violent energy fluctuations, nor did he show amazing power. But in this calm and composed action, the Buddha contained the truth of this world. People involuntarily look up and believe it.

Just like fate.

destiny!!??

Some mercenaries were shocked and their faces suddenly changed.

Why, why do I have this idea?

Why, why do I think of fate?

The old man in front of him is indeed strange, but what does it have to do with fate? Why do I think so? This... This is...

"Puff!" In the crowd, the blonde boy suddenly squirted out a mouthful of blood. But he woke up from his confusion and gasped heavily.

"So... so powerful... this kind of power, he... who is he? Why did he master such a terrifying power? It actually... is connected to the most complex fate curve in mysticism. Aren't he afraid of being backfired? It's terrible, it's so terrible... He is not a human, he is definitely not a human!"

The blonde boy said in horror, his face pale as paper. His eyes were very frightened. Just as he saw the most terrifying thing in the universe, his whole body trembled involuntarily.

Destiny is the most mysterious and unpredictable force in the universe.

No one can get rid of it, no one can dominate it. This strength has nothing to do with it, it only concerns their future. Any life, from the moment it is born, falls into the net of destiny. From birth to death, from no exception.

But why, such a terrifying and mysterious existence suddenly manifests itself in the old man?

The blonde boy couldn't figure it out, but it didn't hinder his fear. He was a very outstanding cosmic warrior, but that was limited to normal battles. If he wanted to fight against the most mysterious fate in the universe, he could not do it anyway. His **, his spirit, and even his soul could not escape the mercy of fate.

The battle has not begun, but it has actually ended.

The old man on the altar played everyone in his hands with just a single move. He was a chess player, but he played not chess, but fate. His feet were chess boards, but chess pieces were not chess pieces, but everyone present...

A deep sense of powerlessness surged into the heart of the blonde boy. He couldn't help but look up again, and was about to look at the old man's finger.

At this moment, he would become the old man's captive again like everyone else. But at this moment, a palm poked out from the void and gently patted his shoulder. The young man suddenly shuddered and woke up from confusion.

"Dead old man!" He didn't have to look back and knew who saved him. He hurriedly saluted in a low voice.

Sure enough, wasn't the dead old man appearing behind him? But at this moment, the dead old man was even deserving of his eyes, staring at the old man on the altar, looking at the pale fingers and a stone that temporarily cameoed the chess piece.

The stone was rough and seemed to be picked up from the ground, but the old man's eyes were very serious, as if he was looking at a very exquisite handicraft. Strangely, just as his eyes fell on the stone, the old man on the altar also stopped moving, like a wooden sculpture.

Neither of them spoke, just kept it like this, one looked and the other stopped. The tacit understanding was like a shadow.

After a long time, the dead old man withdrew his gaze and sighed lightly. "What a powerful destiny morphology. If I don't come here, you will definitely take away all the children of me and others and devote themselves to the eternal reincarnation of fate?"

On the altar, the old man put down his chess piece and made a sound for the first time. But this sound was also a sigh.

"Isn't this good? The world goes back and forth, and it's all the pawns of fate. You are, and so are I. Since that's the case, why should you still retain a clear mind? The more you know, the more painful it is. Since you have seen the clues of pain, why do you still want them to follow the pain? Although my game of chess is not neat, it can make them forget all the pain. Why shouldn't it be?"

“It’s true.”

Unexpectedly, the dead old man nodded and actually admitted the words of the old man in the altar. But then he spoke again.

"But you like playing chess so much, why is it so bad for your opponent's choice? These children are too stupid and don't deserve it for you to be a piece. If you want to play, I can accompany you for a game."

As he said that, the old man walked towards the altar...
Chapter completed!