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Hastur observed it for a while, and saw that he still had no other reaction, but pretended to be a planet without life fluctuations, so he shifted his gaze to another star.
It was a huge yellow ring suspended deep in the starry sky, with a hollow center.
The planets nearby were only insignificant existences in front of Him.
The huge ring is still spinning, without entity, like mist, flowing down from one end and gathering from the other end.
He himself forms a closed loop, a closed loop of destiny.
The ring of fate!
It only took the first glance for Hastur to recognize His identity.
This feature is so obvious that there is no other possibility except the Ring of Fate.
I have to say that the appearance of the Ring of Fate is so beautiful, it has the atmosphere and grandeur of a cosmic wonder.
As Hastur kept his gaze, the yellow mist flowing around the Circle of Fate seemed to accelerate and complete a circle in an instant.
Is this using fate to spy on one's own existence?
Hastur was not frightened by this. If the Ring of Fate could find him, there would be no reason for the Fallen Mother Goddess to just stare.
The circle of destiny turned in a circle, and it seemed that it could not glimpse itself from the destiny, but it did not panic at all, and still flowed in an orderly manner according to its original rhythm.
It forms a closed loop, starting over and over again.
Hastur thought of Will and Ourolius, the two snakes of mercury and the snake of fate. When they used their abilities, they would often bite their own tails with their own mouths and use their bodies to complete a task. ring.
Forming a closed loop of destiny, is this the characteristic of the destiny path?
But it seems a little different. If Will surrenders to the uniqueness, becomes a true god at the right time, and merges with the source of the key of light, becoming the past of the destiny path.
His final form should be different from the Ring of Destiny.
Because the source of the Key of Light does not come from the Ring of Fate.
Rather, it is a source of essence similar to the Ring of Fate.
This should be the reason why the Ring of Fate peeks into the real world. He wants to swallow the Key of Fusion Light.
For this reason alone, Hastur temporarily excluded him from the gathering of stars. He did not want to attract powerful enemies from adjacent paths for Will.
If necessary, the big-mouthed planet that knows how to simply disguise is a very good choice.
After seeing all this, Hastur's head felt a little heavy, which was a symbol that his spiritual power was nearly exhausted.
Originally, he had planned to tell Bernadette about the hiding place of the god Si'a, but now he could only choose to postpone it.
Perhaps delaying is indeed a better choice. If the hiding place of the god Sioa and others is discovered too early, the war will break out earlier.
He also wants to spend a good year in Backlund.
Chapter 224 Azshara: Cats will never bow their heads unless the little fish is dry
Wednesday, April 1349, 12.
The temperature this year seems to be much colder than in previous years, with ice forming in many places in Backlund.
In the early morning, snowflakes would occasionally fall, and many nobles in Backlund started a trend of enjoying the snowflakes in the early morning.
When the sky is just getting bright and the crimson moon has not completely disappeared, I can make a cup of good tea and sit on the balcony of my big house, sipping tea and admiring the scattered light snow.
"Phew, it's really a bit cold today."
Maric held up the hot tea in front of him with one hand to warm his somewhat cold palms, and then drank another glass of wine.
As a living corpse, it is impossible for him to react to this kind of cold. But according to him, he is still a human being, a body of flesh and blood, not an unconscious living corpse.
At this point, Hastur agreed with his idea.
That's what acting out extraordinary sequences is all about. Always remember, you're just acting.
Hasta looked at the light snow falling in the slightly bright sky, took a breath, and drank a cup of hot tea that warmed his stomach, feeling much more comfortable.
This Backlund fashion trend of enjoying the snow in the dim light was caused by him.
Perhaps the news that he was going to South Wales was known to Gleick and Hibbert. The two of them often invited him out to drink and have fun, and Hastur did not refuse.
It just happened more than once, and he felt it was boring, so he specially invited Greg and Hibbert to have tea and enjoy the snow at this moment when the sky was bright.
Unexpectedly, as a result, a so-called fashion trend gradually set off in the aristocratic circle, and it was claimed that this was an enjoyment only for the aristocrats.
"You really enjoy it."
Sharon, who was sitting opposite Hastur, glanced at Hastur with a somewhat complicated look.
At this moment, Hastur was lying on his side on a specially customized soft couch, covered with luxurious and precious white tiger fur, and covered with an exquisite embroidered blanket sewn by hand.
On his chest, Azshara was sleeping soundly on the blanket.
"It's time to enjoy it. After all, if you leave Backlund in the future, you probably won't have such good material conditions."
Hastur answered Sharon's question while caressing Azshara's head.
More than a month has passed since he was promoted to Sequence 6 Corrupted Baron. During this month, except for invitations from people like Greco, Hibbert, and Gray Lint, he rarely went out.
I basically stay at home every day and do something luxurious and a little decadent.
He was still exploring ways to spend money to enjoy himself, and looking for ways to play the role of the Corrupted Baron faster.
When it comes to corruption, it is generally inseparable from material enjoyments such as eating, drinking and having fun. Of course, it can also be played from the spiritual aspect.
The corrupted and fallen mind is also very suitable for this sequence of performances.
"Come and taste this red bean in the snow jointly made by three pastry masters."
Hasta warmly entertained Maric and Sharon to taste the delicious food. He also reached out and took a piece of red and white, exquisite pastry and put it into his mouth.
If Sharon and Maric weren't here, ha
Star would probably let the maids take turns handing him food, and he would just need to open his mouth, close his eyes slightly, and enjoy it slowly.
During this period of time, he had seen the luxurious life of many nobles with Greg and the others, and his level of enjoyment was completely incomparable with others.
"Hasta, you have fallen!"
Maric ate the dessert and made an angry and regretful sound.
"Yes, I think about it. In this life, one should enjoy more while he is young. Mari Qiqi, think about it, when your hair turns white and your teeth fall out when you are old, will you still have the ability to enjoy a good life?"
"...You are lying."
"There is no truer truth in the world than this. Carpe diem is also a way of life."
"Alas, Hastur, you were not like this before."
While Maric sighed, he drank another bottle of fine wine worth ten gold pounds and six soles.
Sharon's eyes flickered, but she didn't say anything more about Hastur's behavior.
She just couldn't believe it. If she remembered correctly, when she first met Hastur, he was just promoted to Sequence 8 Barbarian, right?
Has he been promoted again in half a year?
This speed was very fast, almost catching up with her, which made her feel a little nervous.
"Miss Sharon, when I leave Backlund and head to the territory of South Wales, would you like to go with me to enjoy the southern sea view?"
Hastur's sudden words made Sharon's heart flutter slightly, but she still had a calm expression on her face.
"At this stage, I will not leave Backlund."
"Well, that's a pity. I still want to experience a truly extraordinary adventure with you outside."
Sharon moved her thin lips slightly, stopped what she wanted to say, looked at the sky outside the balcony with her blue eyes, and said calmly: "The outside world is very dangerous, and Backlund is the only place we have."
"Backlund is not necessarily that safe."
Hasta said with emotion, then stopped the topic and said, "It seems that I have to seize the time to write a few interesting stories during this period, so that I can leave it to Miss Sharon to relieve her boredom."
Sharon originally wanted to say that it was very convenient to have a messenger, but in the end she didn't say anything, and just looked at the light snow outside that was about to end.
It's not the coldest time for Backlund yet. It won't be the coldest season for Backlund until the end of January next year.
But in previous years, the coldest time in Backlund was around the current temperature, which means that January next year may set a new record for the coldest in Backlund.
"I'm still looking forward to the heavy snowfall in Backlund. It should be much more beautiful than now. With just a little snow, it's difficult to even wet people's clothes." Maric interjected.
Hasta said with a smile: "Perhaps this will be the warmest winter in Backlund's future."
"No way?"
"I feel the same way." Sharon also spoke.
"Prepare some coats and food, or you may starve to death later."
Hastur said this in a joking tone.
"Oh, I am a living corpse. It is impossible for me to die of cold. It is a noble like you who is not diligent in his limbs, who is most likely to end up like this."
"South Wales is much warmer than Backlund. I'm going to avoid the cold this time."
The three of Hastur chatted for more than half an hour. The scorching sun had begun to rise, and the light snow in the sky was melted into small water droplets by the sunlight.
Maric and Sharon left, and Azshara also woke up from her deep sleep, licked the palm of Hastur's hand, and began to meow in a pleasing manner.
"Aisshara, would you like to have some new sets of clothes tailor-made for you?"
"Meow!" Azshara firmly opposed this suggestion!
"Don't be so repellent. The weather will get colder and colder in the future, and your fur isn't enough to keep you warm."
"Meow!"
It, Azshara, will not compromise on this issue easily!
If this happened the first time, it will definitely happen a second time!
"I can reward you with your favorite dried fish, which is the small whitebait from the northernmost sea of the Fosac Empire."
"Meow?"
"The quantity is very small. If you don't buy it early, you won't be able to taste it when the sea water freezes and the production of small whitebait drops sharply."
"Meow."