Chapter 169 Screw your fate

The clown that emerged from the purple light ball seemed to have broken free from its restraints and was extremely happy.

In mid-air, it turned over several times in succession.

The next second, a bright red ball suddenly appeared in mid-air.

Then, the colorful clown landed nimbly and sat steadily on top of the red ball floating in mid-air.

He stretched his body and drew a rainbow by the way. The clown that appeared in front of him seemed to have had enough fun.

Then he cast his eyes on Aylin not far away.

After gently shrugged his nose.

A surprised smile flashed across the face of the colorful clown: "Hey, I smell the smell of a clown on you, interesting!"

The next second.

The colorful clown disappeared instantly, and when he appeared again, he appeared on Aylin's shoulder.

Then the palm-sized body directly treated Aylin's body as a climbing mountain, jumping up and down in it, having a lot of fun.

Looking at the clown jumping up and down on him and pinching him from time to time, Ailin frowned slightly and said, "What are you?"

Ailin has used the destiny compass to draw prizes so many times, but this is the first time he has drawn a "living" life from it.

After hearing Ailin's words, he stretched out his hand to hook the corner of Ailin's clothes, and with a slight swing, the colorful clown jumped onto Ailin's left shoulder again.

"I am not a thing."

"??? Huh? Wait, ah, you are not a thing, and your whole family is not a thing?"

Just after saying half a sentence, the palm-sized clown felt something was wrong. After thinking for a moment, it immediately pointed at Ailin's nose and cursed.

"I am the greatest clown in the universe..."

The clown who just said his name seemed to remember something, and the constant shouting voice suddenly stopped.

"I remember that after I smashed the Wheel of Fortune, I was dragged along by the gods who followed to be buried with me. How come..."

After a slight pause.

After two or three seconds, the clown's face, which was covered with paint and looked a bit colorful, suddenly opened its mouth wide, revealing an expression of sudden enlightenment, and laughed:

"It turns out that I have been dead for a long time! Hehehe!"

The clown who seemed to be indifferent to his own death looked up at the balance of fate that seemed to be unchanging in the long river of fate, and the clown on Ailin's shoulder seemed to understand something.

"Am I now a phantom that was salvaged from the long river of history? Interesting."

"But..."

"The Wheel of Fortune can't control my fate, and you, a polluted broken balance, want to control my life? Go to your fucking fate!"

The next second, it suddenly turned to Ailin and said, "Little guy, look carefully, what is a real clown."

After saying that.

Without waiting for Ailin to respond.

The clown standing firmly on the red sphere arrogantly pointed his finger at the fate balance that seemed to have existed for eternity on the river of fate.

"In the name of Ximing, reverse it! Fate!"

As the Ximing Roulette shouted, a terrifying breath suddenly appeared at its fingertips.

It was a breath that was extremely similar to the fate river not far away, but completely different.

The moment that breath appeared.

The bright and vast river of fate not far away seemed to vibrate for a moment.

Then.

A silver-white shadow of the fate river emerged from behind the Ximing clown, like the Milky Way hanging upside down above the nine heavens, in a weird posture, upstream and rushing towards the huge fate balance.

Not far away, Ailin saw that the Ximing clown summoned by the fate compass could actually attack the fate balance.

He was stunned with surprise.

This scene directly refreshed Ailin's cognition of the items summoned by the fate compass.

Ailin, who had only performed a high-level summoning once, didn't know whether this was due to the difference in the items drawn from the high-level lottery or the specialness of the summoned Hip-Ming Clown.

After all, it was not the first time that Ailin had drawn a purple item, but he had never drawn one as different as this Hip-Ming Clown.

Facing the resistance of Hip-Ming Clown.

The scale of fate that seemed to have stood on the long river of fate since the beginning of time seemed to tremble slightly.

There seemed to be a huge amount of energy being stimulated in the silver-white scale of fate.

Any power that Ailin had seen was larger and more vast, and it suddenly burst out from the scale of fate.

It was a power that was difficult to describe in words. In front of this power, it seemed that the boundless scale space seemed to change drastically, and the world was shifted.

Even time and space were reversed.

Finally, it was fixed above the phantom of the long river of fate that was going upstream.

It covered the phantom of the long river of fate.

At this moment, in the void of heaven and earth, all light, sound, and even all perceptions were instantly obscured.

The phantom of the long river of destiny that seemed to be able to wash away the heaven and earth and reverse everything was ruthlessly crushed in front of this force.

There was almost no room for maneuver. In front of this great power that could not be described in words, the phantom of the long river of destiny summoned by the clown was directly shattered.

It seemed to purify everything, return to nothingness, transform into the purest origin, and flow back into the scale of fate.

But facing this almost crushing ending, the clown who was swimming upstream along the shadow of the long river of fate showed a mocking smile on his face.

Those smart eyes seemed to spit out two words silently.

"Idiot!"

The next moment.

The clown was crushed into ashes by the boundless power of the scale of fate.

But just when Ailin thought everything was over.

The clown who should have been crushed by the power of the scale of fate suddenly appeared on the fulcrum of the original body of the scale of fate.

Then...

He spit fiercely at the scale of fate!

"Ah, ugh!"

"Fuck your fate!"

"Even if I'm just a shadow, I'm not a toy for you to manipulate..."

Just when the thick phlegm spit out by the Hip-Fate Clown was about to stain the scale of fate.

The crushing power from before fell again.

Directly turned the thick phlegm and the Hip-Fate Clown on the fulcrum of the scale of fate into nothingness.

This time.

The Hip-Fate Clown was left with nothing.

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"This time, the Hip-Fate Clown should be dead!"

In the distance, Ailin, who was watching the battle, breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the body of the Hip-Fate Clown turned into nothingness by the scale of fate.

This time, there should be no more accidents!

But before Ailin's thoughts fell.

A small foot in a long boot suddenly appeared behind Ailin, and then kicked Ailin's buttocks hard.

The sudden huge force kicked Ailin out directly.

But at the same time he was kicked out.

The [Clown] potion in Ailin's body seemed to be catalyzed by some kind of force and digested instantly.

"Hey, kid, remember, clowns are the freest group of people in the world, so they don't have so many bullshit constraints..."

"Whether it's a potion or an external force, remember that you control the power, not you are controlled and fooled by the power; the so-called acting is a means to make it easier for you to control the power, not to make you really become the person being acted..."

"Accept my gift and grow up wantonly! I hope that one day you can break through the... knock down..."

Before Ailin could finish listening to the voice from behind.

As if teleporting, the clown who suddenly appeared behind Ailin was turned into nothingness by a great force that fell from the sky.

And this time.

The clown seemed to be really dead.

Because, Ailin waited for a long time in the same place, just to see the other party appear again.

Feeling the completely digested [Clown] potion in his body, and the strange power that was vaguely added.

Ailin couldn't help but stand there in silence.

After a long time.

Ailin looked at the shadow of the balance of fate that had returned to calm in the distance, and exhaled a breath of turbid air.

This high-level lottery.

It's really full of twists and turns!

I'm afraid even the balance of fate can't guess that the clown will attack it!

However.

Thanks to the clown, Ailin really saw the power of the balance of fate.

Let Ailin understand the power of the balance of fate a little more.

Although the clown was directly turned into nothingness by the balance of fate, Ailin did not gain nothing.

The last kick of the opponent, in a way that Ailin could not understand, directly helped Ailin completely digest the [Clown] potion.

It also injected a special power seed into Ailin's body.

The power of Ximing.

An extremely hidden and extremely special power.

It was born in fate, but was faintly rejected by fate.

It can hide itself and not be captured by fate. It can use the means of teasing fate to absorb nutrients from the dark and continuously strengthen the power of Ximing.

If the power of Ximing is strong enough, Ailin can even use this power to directly distort destiny and rewrite the fate of all things in the universe.

Of course.

At this time, the power of Ximing in Ailin's body is just an initial seed of power, far from reaching the strength to rewrite the destiny of all living beings.

Looking at the virtual image of the balance of fate that seems to have existed since ancient times.

Ailin's eyes flickered.

But this power... may also be an opportunity.

The appearance of the Ximing clown.

And its last kick to Ailin's butt, which instantly helped Ailin consume the [Clown] potion, almost completely disrupted Ailin's plan.

Originally.

Ailin also wanted to draw a wave of prizes quickly, and then see if he could draw something suitable.

Then, while Hydra and SHIELD were fighting, they would secretly eliminate the Hydra leader who ordered the killing of the Joker's clone.

But now.

Having completely digested the Joker potion and being able to advance at any time, Aylin would of course change his plan.

For example, before seeking revenge on Hydra.

First... Upgrade!

The [Magician] of Sequence 7 is the stage of transformation from auxiliary to powerful in the path of the fortune teller.

Once promoted to [Magician], Aylin's strength will undergo a complete transformation.

At that time, with the many extraordinary methods and strange abilities of the [Magician], Aylin doesn't know how easy it will be if he wants to deal with Hydra.

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But this time.

Aylin did not choose to be promoted in the balance space, but took out the tube of [Magician] potion that he had drawn long ago and returned to reality with it.

Looking at the [Magician] potion in the test tube, it looked like fireworks, with red, orange, yellow, green and other colors spreading and disappearing.

Aylin turned his fingertips.

The coin, which had a hint of spirituality and was almost cultivated into a divination coin by Aylin, appeared between Aylin's index finger and middle finger.

Accompanied by a "ding" sound.

This coin, which almost had a hint of divination function, was bounced by Aylin.

This is Aylin using divination to confirm whether his promotion is going well.

Snap!

The coin falls, heads up, which means yes!

"very good!"

After getting affirmation.

Aelin did not drink the potion right away.

Instead, he went back to the room, took a shower, and changed into clean and comfortable clothes.

Then I picked up the [Magician] potion again,

Put it to his mouth.

Raise your hands and look up.

With almost no hesitation, Aylin drank the colorful [Magician] potion in one go.

"Gulu!"

As Aylin's Adam's apple squirmed, the cold potion went straight down his throat.

Colorful bubbles kept bursting in Aylin's throat.

The bubbles seemed to turn into fireworks, bursting into bloom inside Aylin's body.

Almost instantly.

Green veins bulged out on Aylin's forehead. The ferocious veins seemed to have a trace of colorful blood. Amidst the strong beating of his heart, they looked like a long, surging lake. It brought up a series of phantom sounds.

The [Magician's] potion brought stimulation to Aylin that was almost several times greater than the [Joker] potion.

In this intense stimulation, countless strange knowledge and abilities, accompanied by indescribable terrifying murmurs, were poured into Aylin's mind almost simultaneously.

The little bits of magic potion turned into countless tiny particles.

It is constantly changing Aylin's body, imprinting one strange ability after another on Aylin's body, even deep in his cells.

However, this time.

Faced with the terrifying murmurs that almost filled his soul, Aylin was much easier to deal with than when he was promoted to [Joker] last time.

Even the impact of those terrifying murmurs on Aylin was much lighter than the impact on him during his last promotion.