Chapter 534 - Chapter 534: Chapter 496: The Fickle Hand of Fate (5K)_3 (2/2)

Now, it tried to escape again but found its soul as if bound by invisible chains, unable to move. The terrible Will of the End surged like a tide, devouring Shadow’s consciousness bit by bit—a despair that could not be resisted or escaped.

With each of Karl’s “breaths,” Shadow’s soul dissipated bit by bit, until at last, it completely merged into the pitch black, becoming a part of Spiritual Power.

A small soul was thus utterly erased, and Karl stood still as if nothing had changed.

All the elves collapsed, and Karno Fischer’s body did the same, the many soulless bodies merely became empty shells and would soon turn into real corpses.

Thus, Karno was about to fall into death…

“Whoosh!”

The rain fell like a burst from the sky, suddenly pouring down in the dense forest.

Dark clouds filled the sky, blotting out the sun, enveloping the entire forest world in a thick gray curtain.

The raindrops made a rapid and forceful sound, carrying an irresistible force, piercing through layers of leaves, eventually gathering into trickling streams, spreading quickly along tree trunks, roots, and every permeable inch of land.

Karno’s soulless body was completely soaked in the rain, turning into a corpse.

Rune power…

“Death Retrospection”!

Activate!

Raindrops fell on his closed eyelids and slipped down his cheeks.

As the rain let up, a warm ray of sunlight once again pierced through the clouds, shining upon Karno’s face.

His eyelids quivered slowly, then he abruptly opened them!

“Cough, cough, cough…”

Though the depths of his soul ached, deep within his heart he leapt with joy for having escaped from the clutches of death. The body he had just lost seemed foreign, so he struggled to rise, standing alone in the middle of the damp forest floor.

The resurrected Karno looked up to taste the rainwater, took a deep breath, and couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

“Hahaha!”

The mighty Child of the Sun God, Prime Minister William, the strange “Wisdom,” all chased after their goals, only to fall into dire straits. He himself had been trying to escape, but all efforts had failed. Yet after each failure, he not only survived but also managed to break free from the predicament.

He could feel that this “Wisdom” was a formidable character, arguably one of the world’s puppeteers, likely with many arrangements, plans, conspiracies, but because of the accident of dying here today, all those things were useless, unable to play any significant role in the future, becoming utterly meaningless.

Spirituality boiled up.

“Such is the fickle nature of destiny. Those who embark on the Path of Revelation must grasp this point, never hoping to fully control their own fate.”