Emperor Wu Shihuang's handwriting, do not go out of the Milky Way border

Immediately, the connection of fate was abruptly severed, and Ying Zheng's figure stood unharmed once again in the room.

Recalling the scene just now, a mysterious smile appeared on his lips: "Nicarros, we will meet again in the near future; this is the guidance of fate!"

Those eerie words seemed to determine the future outcome; a strange power invaded the rules of fate, forcibly locking in this result.

At this moment, Nicarlos, now transformed into a young girl, furrowed her smooth brows slightly, her eyes revealing a hint of wariness:

“I have never sensed that power before. It is neither the power of the Creator God nor the power of the Father. Could it be that the Father has been resurrected? But that is impossible. That power is completely different from the Father’s. No wonder he dared to accept the favor of fate without reservation. It turns out he had such a trump card.”

"However, even with the protection of that power, the cage of fate is not easy to break free from, especially since the final moment is approaching!"

"Princess Avril, it's time to wash up!" The maid outside the door said respectfully, carrying toiletries.

"Come in!" A clear female voice came from Princess Avril.

Then, the girl put away her majestic and domineering expression, reverted to her ordinary princess appearance, and, with the help of her maids, put on a gorgeous palace dress and began a new day.

However, due to the influence of the guiding force of fate, all living beings and gods are now extremely wary of the main world.

Even so, countless extraordinary individuals still flock to the main world through various means.

Whether by using pre-arranged magical teleportation arrays, riding in caravans that traverse the void, or with the assistance of various temples, they all entered the main world.

The main world is currently a chaotic mix of all sorts of people, and even the occasional appearance of an incarnation of a god.

But these divine incarnations silently merged into the world without causing any commotion.

After all, the main world suppresses the power of the gods, preventing them from unleashing their full potential.

Those whose strength surpasses the ninth level of the extraordinary realm but has not reached the realm of gods are called saints, possessing the power of demigods.

If they were to be defeated by ordinary beings, they would become a laughing stock, lose all their prestige, and cause the faith of their followers to collapse.

Such events are not without precedent in the distant past. Although they do not cause any real harm to the deities themselves, the collapse of faith is undoubtedly a major problem.

Unless they are gods of law, those gods who rely on faith will inevitably face the risk of losing their divine position and their status if their faith wavers.

But now, driven by this destiny, these gods have no choice but to descend in their avatars to investigate what exactly happened in the main world and why such an anomaly occurred.

Inside the magnificent royal palace's main hall, princes and princesses stood solemnly, while the king and queen sat in the main seats.

The king, who appeared to be middle-aged, possessed an aura of only the seventh level of the extraordinary realm, barely managing to escape the ranks of the lower-middle level extraordinary beings and enter the ranks of the high level.

However, if one does not become a god, even an extraordinary being will ultimately only have a lifespan of a hundred years.

Unless they transform into an immortal species, such as becoming an undead creature, or possessing the bloodline of immortal species such as elves or dragons.

To prolong their lifespans, the nobles of the various kingdoms of humanity have resorted to all sorts of methods.

This has also led to the near extinction of human kingdoms with pure bloodlines.

Moreover, the main world has countless continents, and it's not just humans who dominate. With their strength, humans can only barely carve out a territory.

The true rulers are the gods who reside high in the divine kingdom. Even when the rulers of a duchy, kingdom, or even empire change, they still need to be crowned by the pope of the temple.

The divine right of kings is fully embodied in the main world and even the entire world of Taino.

At this moment, the middle-aged king, his face full of worry, said:
“My children, you must have already heard the news. Recently, the number of extraordinary beings on the myriad continents of the main world has surged, with extraordinary beings from countless worlds and planes pouring in. Something big must be happening. In just this period of time, more than ten duchies and several kingdoms and empires on our continent of Tanars have been destroyed!”

At this point, the king paused slightly, looking down at the dozens of princes and princesses below who looked tense, his eyes filled with solemnity.

In the main world, both princes and princesses have the right of succession, and only the strongest can succeed to the throne, as only in this way can the family prosper for a long time.

Seeing Avril's composed demeanor, the king showed satisfaction and continued:

"To stabilize the situation, I plan to send you to inspect the territory, to comfort and reprimand the nobles. At the same time, during this period, do not provoke those extraordinary individuals, as there may be hidden peak experts among the mortals, or even incarnations of gods. Do you understand?"

Avril and the other princesses and princes responded in unison, "Yes, Father!"

As the crowd dispersed, Princess Avril declined the invitations from her sisters and hurriedly left the palace in a carriage, escorted by knights.

However, she did not realize that she was embarking on the path of destiny.

Princess Avril, who has not revealed any aura in the main world at this moment, appears to be nothing more than an ordinary princess of a transcendent fourth-tier kingdom.

Unknown to anyone, she was actually the ancient goddess of fate, Nicarlos.

In the following months, Ying Zheng took time to manage his territory.

With Ying Zheng's methods, his territory was revitalized with just a few implementations.

This place produces precious spices and delicacies, all rare treasures on the mainland. With the influx of merchants, the territory has flourished.

Of course, such benefits inevitably attract covetous eyes. It wasn't that no one attempted to use force, but without exception, those people disappeared permanently, making everyone aware that Baron El had a powerful figure backing him, and thus no one dared to resort to underhanded tactics again.

Now, after months of travel, Princess Avril has arrived in the revitalized city of Boley. She gazes through the curtains at the bustling city, a profound look in her eyes.

For some reason, she felt a vague sense of unease as she stepped into the city.

"Turn around immediately and leave this place!" Princess Avril suddenly shouted sternly.

However, before she could finish speaking, a faint voice reached her ears: "Your Majesty Nicarlos's presence is truly an honor to my humble abode. Would you please come in and have a seat?"

In a daze, Nicarlos seemed to see a young man sitting in a garden, enjoying afternoon tea, smiling and extending an invitation to her.

Nicarlos quickly realized something was amiss; she understood that she had fallen into their trap the moment she embarked on her journey to comfort the nobles.

Now that we've arrived at your doorstep, how can we leave so easily?

Led by guards and maids, Nicarlos arrived at the manor where Ying Zheng resided and sat opposite him. She gazed intently at him and said, "Your Majesty is truly shrewd, managing to make even me, the god who holds the reins of destiny, stumble in your hands. Your manipulation of fate is far more skillful than mine. It's just a pity that those who play with fate will ultimately be played by fate itself!"

"Thank you for your advice, Your Majesty Nicarlos. However, I believe that fate cannot cause any trouble in my hands," Ying Zheng replied nonchalantly.

Seeing no fear in Ying Zheng's eyes, Nicarlos toyed with the teacup in his hand as if admiring a rare treasure.

Seeing this, Ying Zheng had no choice but to speak first and probe: "Does Your Majesty Nicarlos know about those two's plans?"

Upon hearing this, a serious look appeared in Nicarlos's eyes, and she looked sharply at Ying Zheng:

"Who exactly are you? It is absolutely impossible for a new primordial god to be born in the world of Taino. You are definitely not from this world. What brings you to the world of Taino? And how did you break through the Father's defenses to enter this place!"

Faced with Nicarlos's sharp attitude, the atmosphere between the two immediately became tense.

Although Nicarlos in front of him looked like an insignificant fourth-order extraordinary being, as if he could be wiped out in one breath.

But Ying Zheng knew in his heart that this goddess of fate was no ordinary person; otherwise, she would not have been able to struggle out of that complete stillness and revive.

She must still be hiding some trump cards. If this meeting is not handled properly, this clone may really be destroyed.

This was by no means the outcome that Ying Zheng wanted to see, after all, he had great ambitions for this realm.

Therefore, Ying Zheng softened his tone and reassured him, "Why is Your Majesty Nicarlos so nervous? I imagine Your Majesty's abandonment of the divine office of destiny must stem from ambitions for greater heights. You yearn to glimpse the landscape beyond the primordial gods, am I right?"

“That’s right!” Nicarlos admitted without hesitation.

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng's lips curled into a bright smile:

“I can lend you a hand, and we can become allies. Besides, now that you’ve guessed my origins, you should understand that even if you use all your methods, you might not be able to keep me here.”

"Why don't we sit down and talk calmly? Even if we can't form an alliance in the end, we don't have to become enemies. After all, there is no fundamental conflict between us."

Upon hearing this, Nicarlos fell silent, pondering the feasibility of forming an alliance.

As for Nicarlos, ever since her brief encounter with Ying Zheng and the strange power that far surpassed that of the primordial gods, she had already made a guess and had the idea of ​​forming an alliance.

However, the party that makes the first move is inevitably at a disadvantage, so Nicarlos was waiting for Ying Zheng to take the initiative so that she could follow suit.

Ying Zheng had a general idea of ​​Nicarlos's plans, but even if they formed an alliance, what difference would it make? In the end, it was still uncertain who would benefit.

After a moment of silence, Nicarlos raised his head and stared at Ying Zheng, saying solemnly, "Alright, we can form an alliance. But we must establish a rule-based contract that cannot be dissolved unless one achieves the status of a creator god."

Ying Zheng agreed to Nicarlos's request without hesitation: "Yes!"

Then, a contract tablet appeared in Nicarlos's hand. This was a natural divine object obtained by the first God of Contracts, formed from the fundamental rules of the world.

The God of Contracts of yesteryear comprehended the rules of contracts through it, and was ultimately deified.

Gazing at the stone slab before him, imbued with the perfect rules of the contract, Ying Zheng couldn't help but exclaim, "Your Majesty Nicarlos truly lives up to his reputation as an ancient god; his collection is indeed abundant!"

“I, Nicarlos, hereby sign this covenant with…” Nicarlos paused slightly, looking at Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng immediately replied, "My real name is Ying Zheng."

"How strange, it's completely different from the naming conventions of this world," Nicarlos thought to himself.

"Under the witness of the Covenant Tablet, I, Nicarlos, hereby enter into a divine covenant with Ying Zheng, becoming his allies. Before achieving the status of creator god, we shall never abandon each other, nor shall we harm each other in secret..."

As Nicarlos finished speaking, the covenant tablet burst forth with a vast and brilliant light.

At the same time, the power of the contract rules coalesced into a contract document, which detailed all the terms and conditions.

Subsequently, the two began to negotiate the specific terms of the alliance. After both parties were satisfied, Ying Zheng signed his real name on it.

Immediately afterwards, the two people's powers intertwined and merged into each other, and finally the contract stone tablet turned into two streams of light, which entered Ying Zheng and Nicarlos's bodies respectively.

Meanwhile, a mid-level deity—the God of Knowledge and Contracts—who embodied himself in the main world, suddenly sensed a surge in his own divine power. This phenomenon only occurs when witnessing a deity enter into a contract, and it propels the growth of his divine power and the rules of the contract.

But how could a divine covenant be established without his witness? Unless the divine artifact of the first God of Covenants—the Covenant Tablet—was used.

Thinking of this, a look of madness flashed in the eyes of the God of Knowledge and Contracts. The path to advancement in knowledge had been blocked by the God of Wisdom, and now his only hope of advancing to powerful divine strength rested on the Contract Slab.

If he could obtain the Contract Tablet, his ascension to powerful divine strength would be a certainty. Therefore, a strong desire shone in the eyes of this god of knowledge and contracts.

He immediately sent a message to his followers, and the bishops of the major temples received the divine oracle. Countless paladins began to search for the sacred tablet of the covenant.

After establishing the divine covenant, Ying Zheng could sense that Nicarlos was no longer as hostile towards him as before, although he was still somewhat wary.

Ying Zheng asked dismissively, "But I wonder why Your Majesty Nicarlos would relinquish your divine authority over destiny? Even if you wish to attain the position of creator god, there's no need to completely abandon it, is there? After all, the power of destiny can still lend you a hand."

Upon hearing this, Nicarlos said with a wistful expression, "You will understand this as you continue on your path of destiny. Since we are now allies, I will tell you first. What do you think of us three primordial gods?"

Seeing that Nicarlos's answer was irrelevant, Ying Zheng pondered for a moment and said, "Born to be a god, ruling the world, incomparably powerful!"

"Even so, we are born as primordial gods, possessing a supreme position that is unattainable for all living beings, but all of this comes at a price!"

"I am one with them in the Trinity, symbolizing the beginning, prosperity and end of the world, thus forming a cycle of eras. This is an attempt by the Father."

"Now that time is about to come to the end of the era, if I cannot achieve the position of the creator god and leave this world, I will be harvested by the awakened Father God!"

Nicarlos revealed the deepest secret hidden in this world.

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng fell into deep thought. It seemed that the creator god who opened up the Tai Nuo world was not a true Great Luo Immortal, and even if he was, he was now a pseudo-Great Luo Immortal with damaged Dao Fruit.

He created this world, following the path of the world, attempting to use the fruits of countless eras nurtured by this world to complete his own Dao fruit.

However, Ying Zheng was very curious about how Nicarlos had learned this information. Thinking of something, he pressed further, "Then were the two of them aware of it?" (End of Chapter)