As early as the time of Hiding the Beast Mountain, Bai Mo's fate line had been severed. Even the God of Destiny admitted at that time that he could no longer see his fate clearly.
And precisely because of this, the God of Destiny's spying on Bai Mo's fate can only stop at Hidden Beast Mountain. From then on, there is darkness, and it is impossible to see clearly what he will encounter in the Paradise of Equality.
He can only rely on the intersection of other people's fate lines to infer Bai Mo's fate, and then make a series of point arrangements through judgment.
And this process obviously cannot be perfect.
The God of Destiny is not omnipotent. His plans are basically based on seeing the line of fate clearly, and he also relies too much on fate. This is his fatal weakness, otherwise he would not have been imprisoned by Bai Mo behind the Gate of Hell thousands of years ago.
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And since the layout of Equality Paradise was planned by the God of Destiny thousands of years ago, he obviously did not get rid of this bad habit at that time, so it is not difficult for Bai Mo to guess his thoughts.
In the final analysis, the failure of the God of Destiny is that he wants too much, while Bai Mo can win because he can give up everything.
However, there is a difference between Bai Mo today and Wu Wu in the past. Although he still looks at problems with an almost cold rationality, he is more humane after all -
Otherwise he wouldn't be so easy to talk to.
The space did not fluctuate for a long time, and everything was as Bai Mo expected.
After all, he is superior in skill. Now the passage between the palace and hell is connected, and he has already activated the hidden space that serves as the hub. Violent movement will inevitably cause both sides to send people to check and discover each other.
This will be the first meeting between the two sides. Bai Mo knows very well that a battle between the two sides is inevitable. If the passage cannot be closed in a short time, a war may even break out.
And this will buy them some precious time.
Compared with blindly avoiding it, the effect of shifting the conflict will obviously be better. The more important point is that this world has not been exposed so far. The only leaked breath may be used by the palace and hell as another person who is suspicious of each other.
Contradiction.
This was a perfect move.
However, Bai Mo knew very well in his heart that this was not because his plan was flawless. In fact, the incident at Pingding Paradise was an accident, and the way it was handled was different from Bai Mo's original plan. There was a hint of 'luck' in this.
For example, the appearance of hell and the familiar yet unfamiliar force that maintains hell were completely beyond the expectations of both parties, which made Bai Mo couldn't help but have many guesses.
The key point is...Similar things have happened on Masked Beast Mountain before.
Bai Mo put aside all thoughts and hummed softly. The song seemed to float far away, soothing the tombstones in a low voice as they slept.
The clouds dispersed and the moonlight poured down.
A few minutes passed until the song ended, but no one around him spoke, and the air was eerily quiet. I don't know whether it was because he was shocked by this weird lullaby, or because he was afraid to speak out due to Bai Mo's momentum.
No one dared to move.
Even though Bai Mo looked exhausted, with scars all over his body and a huge blood hole in his abdomen, his eyes were tightly closed under the pure white mask, and his breath was like a candle in the wind...
Even though he was so weak, no one dared to attack him.
Jian Wugui looked at Bai Mo and quickly weighed the pros and cons in his mind.
There is no doubt that both Mu and Wu are of great value. The information they know may be able to solve many of their confusions and save mankind from taking many detours.
Judging from Wu's indifferent attitude when he took action, he didn't seem to care about human lives, which was perfectly in line with the nature of creatures in the restricted area.
And now he may be in the weakest state in history. If you want to take action, now is undoubtedly the best time——
However, after hesitating for a long time, Jian Wugui finally gave up the idea of ​​taking action.
He is not an indecisive person. Although he advocates the spirit of chivalry, he will not be bound by morality. However, facing this extremely special existence in front of him, he always feels that the decisions he makes must be prudent.
Moreover, if you really take action, success is one thing and failure is another.
"You go."
After a long while, he finally made a decision and said to Bai Mo, "You have helped us and killed our people. This debt is not easy to settle. I don't want to embarrass you if it is not necessary."
As soon as these words came out, except for a few people, many people frowned. Those who had just died were all their comrades. Jian Wugui didn't care. How could they give up so easily.
However, in the face of the commotion of the crowd, Jian Wugui just waved his hand. It is only your comrades who are dead now, but if there is an accident later, maybe everyone will die here...
He didn't know whether this decision was right or wrong, but he and Lu Zhan thought the same. After all, he had fought side by side with them. Although the other party's position was never clear, taking action rashly would only push the other party to the point of human destruction.
On the opposite side.
What's more... they have already taken action.
Another point is that Jian Wugui has never forgotten that the masked man who calls himself Wu may be the tomb keeper, and he has not forgotten what Mu said before -
"His will is our will."
This sentence is no small matter.
When I think about the fact that there may be a huge extraordinary organization behind this guy, or even a group of terrifying forbidden creatures, Yi Jian Wugui's mind can't help but feel his scalp numb.
So he chose to take a step back for the time being, and then discuss in detail with the parliament a more complete plan.
However, despite this, Bai Mo's attitude was extremely tough. He slowly opened his eyes and said indifferently: "You should know that this is not what I want to hear."
Jian Wugui knew what he wanted to say, and sighed slightly in his heart, and then said firmly: "I'm sorry, we can't release Mu. She has extremely important value and we need her very much. But don't worry, we will definitely use our friends
way to get along with her."
Another word may be more appropriate to describe this sentence, and that is "house arrest."
In fact, whether it is Mu's key intelligence value or other hidden values, it is indeed worth the risk to keep her.
Moreover, Wu's danger level is obvious to all. His injuries are so terrible now. If he waits for him to fully recover in the future, humans will probably not be able to produce enough combat power to counterattack.
S-class extraordinary beings are already like natural disasters, let alone people who are not subject to such natural disasters.
However, judging from how much the other party cares about Mu, humans may be able to use Mu to contain him if necessary.
This is consistent with Xu Han's previous idea of ​​using Mu Lai to 'manipulate' the tombkeeper. At that time, Jian Wugui was actually a little disgusted with this. After all, he believed in his own strength more than in conspiracy, but now he feels that,
This is a necessary means.
At the same time, Bai Mo on the opposite side seemed to see his thoughts, and suddenly shook his head and said: "As a sword cultivator, you are not pure enough."
Jian Wugui was stunned.
However, before he could speak, the whistle of a train suddenly sounded in the distance. Immediately afterwards, a dark black train came from a distance, with a human bone track under its feet that continued to extend forward. The speed was obviously not fast, but it was
It gives people a heavy and depressing feeling, as if they are being targeted by wild beasts.
Jian Wugui's expression changed, and he quickly realized that this was the train that had taken everyone to Pingding Paradise before. However, because the train had been traveling through dark passages before, everyone had not seen his whole face clearly.
He looked around casually, but when he noticed the engraved stone tablet on the top of the train, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his breathing became a little faster——
Class A restricted area, train to the afterlife!
Restricted area, this train turned out to be a restricted area!
Everyone also discovered this and felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy. The train of the dead was undoubtedly a restricted area. It suddenly drove towards everyone. The purpose was so clear that nothing good would happen.
Sure enough, after a short while, the train stopped in front of everyone, and they could smell the bloody smell emanating from the human bone track, which seemed to be very fresh.
Looking through the car window, there was no one in the car, not even a driver, which seemed particularly strange.
Of course, compared to more weird restricted areas, this train is considered normal.
Lu Zhan seemed to have thought of something and suddenly turned his head to look at Bai Mo, but Bai Mo just glanced at him lightly.
When everyone was surprised, the next second, the door of the front carriage suddenly opened slowly, and one could vaguely see that the interior of the carriage was very elegantly decorated. It looked very different from other carriages. At first glance, it was exclusive to VIPs.
Two waiters, one in black and one in white suits, were on both sides of the car door at some point. They were lifeless, with their heads lowered and one hand on their chest, quietly welcoming the guests as they entered.
"The train to the afterlife awaits your arrival."
A calm voice sounded in the train, his tone was particularly respectful, and there seemed to be some subtle fear hidden in it.
"I'm sorry, due to force majeure, I am unable to leave the train to greet you."
The so-called "force majeure factor" should mean that the owner of the train cannot leave the restricted area, and only then did everyone realize that the purpose of the afterlife train was not to come here, but to pick up someone.
As for who that person is...it's obviously not difficult to guess.
Everyone looked in a certain direction.
Sure enough, the masked man sitting on the ground suddenly stood up, and then dragged his scarred body towards the train of the dead.
His steps were very slow, but extremely steady. Every step seemed to step on everyone's hearts, and he passed through the crowd without caring.
When passing by Lu Zhan, he seemed to stop inadvertently, turned to look at him for a moment, and said nothing.
"where are you going?"
To be continued...