Douluo's auxiliary is the most glorious

Chapter 210 Destiny Past

When Domiro met the previous God of Destiny, the God of Destiny had already been expelled from the center of the universe. If it weren't for the remnant soul of the first God of Destiny, he might not even be able to retain his position as a god.

The first God of Destiny used up his last energy and pointed out that the key to the change of fate lies in Domiro, so the previous God of Destiny passed all the power and inherited memories to Domiro. Unfortunately, Domiro was too seriously injured and was sealed alone. , so even Xiao Yu doesn’t know.

After that battle, the power of destiny and the sealed memory of destiny inheritance were completely blocked, and even Xiao Yu could only peek into it until he met Ning Yiyi.

The Gods of Destiny throughout the ages are all brilliant geniuses and have a wide reputation throughout the universe. If it were not for the fact that after they obtained the divine title, they could not be removed from the priesthood unless their successors inherited the divine title.

In the eyes of the so-called "talent lovers" in the center of the universe, the desolate God of Destiny is like the place where geniuses are destroyed, but they simply cannot imagine the influence of destiny in the universe, or they subconsciously ignore it.

After all, destiny exists for one day, and the power of the God of Destiny will not flow into their hands. This is also the reason why the God of Destiny is squeezed out by the gods, but cannot completely destroy Destiny like the Law Enforcement God of Douluo Continent destroyed the Godhead of Ice God.

But now it seems that no matter how ostracized the God of the Universe is, and how mismatched Ning Yiyi and the God of Destiny are, this is the reality.

Next, we need to inherit the throne of God, and then "incite rebellion" against the Douluo God Realm, and return to the center of the universe to see where the center of the universe would be without the guidance of fate.

"The first divine test, passing through the Gate of Destiny, has been completed.

The age of all soul rings is increased by one thousand years, and the affinity with the God of Destiny is increased by one percent. "

The voice was solemn and calm, and Ning Yiyi couldn't help but sigh that the God of Destiny was indeed a God who had seen the world, and was so majestic.

But at the same time, he couldn't help but have his imagination opened up. He had just experienced the thought baptism of the God of Destiny of all ages, which was equivalent to handing into his own hands a problem that even the geniuses among these geniuses could not solve. For example, continue to think about fate, or...

"Sixteen tests of destiny, the second test is to repair the destiny chart."

Judging from the name, it should be closely related to destiny, similar to the crystal ball of Western fortune-tellers and the astrological chart of Eastern warlocks, but it is not clear what it looks like.

Destiny is like Yue Lao's red thread. It cannot be seen or touched. Even if the result is not satisfactory, there is no way to contact after-sales service. It all depends on feeling.

But the feeling is equally mysterious, and like the inspiration for writing novels, it disappears and disappears without a trace. In the white world behind the Gate of Destiny, there is no feeling.

Is it possible that I have to wait until all the divine examinations are completed before I can leave here?
Ning Yiyi couldn't help but feel discouraged, lying on the ground with her eyes empty, staring blankly at the divine light and electricity overflowing from the Gate of Destiny.

But the next second he found himself standing in front of Wuhundian Square. The arena was removed as the game ended, leaving only an empty space to represent his former existence.

Ning Yiyi ran to the Pope's Palace in excitement. After all, her missing sister and godmother must have been anxious, and they should go to report that they were safe first.

In the afternoon, the Wuhun Hall fell into silence. Under the warm sunshine, it seemed that all the years were quiet, until his hands passed through the gold-inlaid Paulownia door and fell into the hall.

(End of this chapter)