Chapter 1453 The Theory of Destiny

"Swear on my name!"

The moment he recited the oath, he raised his knife and slashed it down.

The ultimate edge burst out, cutting off the chaotic and explosive void. The sword energy ran like a long river, and everything it passed was blank.

Eventually, the chaos dissipated, and a new look appeared before our eyes.

An ancient theater-style building stands impressively in the center of the dilapidated city ruins. The mottled stones silently tell the story of history. Above the head is a quiet rippling lake, and under the feet are stars arranged in an array.

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This is a... silent building complex underwater.

Up and down, left and right, all seem to be reversed. The entire spatial structure of the ruins presents a twisted disorder, which seems far away, deep but shallow.

"It feels very similar to Lalaye..."

Lord took a closer look at the location and found that the entire space was in a state of chaos, and the surrounding ruins were covered with crazy carvings.

There is no doubt that an Old One sleeps here.

"Welcome to... the dreamland of Carcosa."

A masked lady with a long skirt flying in the air came forward and said respectfully: "Great master, I have been waiting for you for a long time. Please come with me."

Obviously, the owner of this place had known for a long time that he would come.

However, he also noticed one thing, and that was the 'Carcosa's dream' mentioned by the woman.

This... is a dream?

Is it a metaphor of some kind, or is this place really just a dream?

"Hasta?"

Lord glanced at the woman. The pale mask was marked with a familiar yellow mark.

"He is the Lord of the Deep Sky Star Sea, a person who cannot be described."

the woman replied.

"Where's Natasha?"

Lord said.

"Natasha? I'm not sure. If you have any questions, you can ask the great master in person." The woman said, "I believe that the wise Lord of the Starry Sky will give you a satisfactory answer."

"Ha...what a loud tone."

Lorde sarcastically said: "Any questions... can you answer them?"

"Yes."

The woman said enthusiastically: "The great Lord of the Deep Sea and Starry Sky is an omnipotent and omniscient being. Any questions you have can be answered by her. Please do not doubt this, sir."

"Okay, then let me see it."

Lord didn't waste any time and walked directly to the theater.

He wanted to see what Hastur was capable of, so much so that he could answer all his questions.

The woman leads the way, and he follows.

Passing some ruins along the way, Lord was inspired and asked casually: "Since your master is so powerful, how did Carcosa be destroyed?"

Hearing this, the woman stopped.

She slowly squatted down, picked up a handful of dust from the ruins, put it to her mouth and blew it, letting the sand fall. Then she turned back and said slowly: "Sir, knowing everything does not mean that you can Change everything, destiny is not a shackle, but... the inertia of choice."

"Choice...inertia?"

Lorde seemed to understand a little bit, but he still didn't understand it when he thought about it carefully.

"Soon, you'll find out."

The woman smiled slightly: "We are not enemies, or... to a certain extent, your enemy is never a specific person or thing."

"Do you know what happened to the last person who told a riddle in front of me?" Lord said coldly.

"Losing your life is the most insignificant thing for us."

The woman was not afraid and said: "So, please come with me and don't let the master wait too long."

She is just a fabricated fantasy in this dream. Even if she dies, she can be resurrected. She will indeed not be afraid.

"Let's go."

Lord said.

The two walked through the ruins of the city and arrived at the old yellow theater, which contained a dilapidated stage and countless spectators who had died long ago.

A woman wearing a mask and a yellow fluffy dress danced crazily on the stage. There were two people in the audience with dull faces, clapping like mechanical puppets.

The soles of the women on the stage were already bleeding.

The dancing posture cannot be called graceful, and can even be said to be... a bit scary. After all, every swing of the arms and legs is completely out of the human category, as if it is a soft creature without bones.

"Natasha, Black Panther, Rhodes..."

Although they all wore masks, the fluctuations in their souls still allowed Lord to recognize them at a glance. They were the missing three people.

"Lord entered the theater at Carcosa..."

"He frowned and looked at Natasha who was dancing crazily, and Black Panther and Rhodes who were dull."

"He spoke first."

"Come out, Hastur."

The two voices sounded at the same time, and Lord suddenly felt unhappy, his brows furrowed, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"I've always been here, Mr. Lord."

The woman leading the way floated over, but her mask disappeared, replaced by a hazy face that seemed to be wrapped in mist.

She was wearing a ragged and broken yellow robe. Under the empty robe, there were familiar tentacles, squirming and approaching him.

"The man who tried to break his destiny frowned tightly and made a cold sound of disdain."

"snort……"

Lord frowned, but when he realized that he had been predicted again, he felt angry:

"That's all you have? Hastur!"

The two voices sounded at the same time. There was no error at all, not even one thousandth or one ten thousandth of an error. They were all at the same time and instantly.

"Oh~poor man..."

Hastur floated close, stared at Lord's almost blazing eyes, and said in a teasing voice, "Those who think they are self-righteous can escape from fate, but they don't know that every step he takes is following the rules of fate." Move forward on the established route.”

Lord stared at her coldly without saying a word.

"You want to get out of your own script..."

Hastur circled around him and said quietly: "It's like knowing your own lines and being able to rewrite them."

"Stop beating around the bush!"

Once again, two voices sounded at the same time.

"enough!"

Lorde was furious.

boom!

The spiritual pressure was like a huge surging tsunami, covering the entire theater in an instant. The overwhelming pressure shook the space, and the ancient mottled walls cracked inch by inch!

"If you want to show off your omnipotent power, I'm afraid you've found the wrong person."

Lord said with a cold face: "Although I don't know what tricks you are playing, I am not interested in playing such boring games with you, Hastur."

"You will die, you who defy fate, Lord."

Hastur stopped being pretentious this time and spoke directly.

"I will not die, and fate cannot bind me. There are still many people waiting for me!"

Before Lorde could attack, Hastur smiled and said: "You don't believe in fate, but you still move forward with it. What do you think...what is fate?"

"Even if I have to leave, I still have to go my own way."

Lord suppressed his anger and replied: "It is not a predetermined destiny!"