Douluo's auxiliary is the most glorious

Chapter 225 Former God of Destiny

The dimming of the soul body represents the loss of power, or the return of power.

The birth of every new soul is accompanied by the death of the former.

The two are divided against each other until one side dies.

"Long time no see, what should I call you? Xiao Yu, or Domiro." The man in red sat in front of the bookshelf with a smile, looking at Xiao Yu who slowly walked into the Holy Son's Hall.

"Domiro, it is indeed you."

"What? Are you surprised to see me?" The man in red's soul was much weaker. He looked very lethargic, leaning lazily on the back of the chair.

"Where did you take her?" Xiao Yu was instantly possessed by his martial spirit, and a huge angel shadow enveloped this translucent red figure.

"She? You mean Ning Yiyi? She's just a little thing. You care about her so much. Is it possible that she is your weakness?" The man in red looked even more arrogant, not paying attention to the other party's menacing attack.

"Where is she?" His left hand has begun to gather divine power, and a divine needle appears faintly, like the hour and minute hands that have been separated separately and connected together to form a divine needle that can move time and space.

"Hahaha, the pointer of the destiny compass is here. No wonder she can't sense where the components of the destiny compass are even though she has the affinity passed down from the God of Destiny. She is worthy of being the previous God of Destiny." The man in red stood up. Although the resistance was greater, his figure did not waver at all.

"The God of Destiny comes from the center of the universe and even served as the God of Law Enforcement for a time. But where are you now?"

"Hahaha, it's just a god from a small plane, binding you here. You were so wise in the past, but now you take the initiative to jump off the chessboard and enter the game of destiny alone. It's stupid." Xiao Yu's magic needle updated Taking a step further, almost piercing the translucent soul body in front of him, the man in red showed pain, and the mist that had been covering his face gradually dispersed, revealing a face that was exactly the same as Xiao Yu's.

"Domiro, as the God of Destiny, you can't have any weaknesses. Let me help you get rid of them and help you become the only true god... um..."

The magic needle completely penetrated the soul body, and the man in red instantly lost strength and sat back on the chair, but Xiao Yu's condition was not optimistic either.

The light red mist was gradually absorbed by the magic needle, and Xiao Yu's complexion softened a bit.

"Hahaha, does it feel good to be pierced by a magic needle...cough cough cough...don't you forget...we are one body, before I disappear naturally, you are me, I am you, you and I are symbiotic …”

"So what?" Xiao Yu, who relied on the magic needle to regain some of his strength, wiped the red blood from the corner of his mouth and slowly said: "The former successor of the God of Destiny, a loser who fell into the boundless darkness, Domiro, your poor You have never been able to get rid of the control of your destiny by the Douluo gods in your whole life, how dare you try to control the destiny of others."

As he spoke, the strength of his hand became a little heavier, and his body miraculously reached a balance through constant wear and tear. Domiro's eyes showed approval.

"I'm not you, I'm not the God of Destiny. I won't control other people's destinies and go against the laws of nature. I'm just me, a time traveler from the 23rd century, the controller of my own destiny."

Domiro's soul gradually dissipated, and his tone was full of relief: "The God of Destiny has no mercy, God's long night has no end, your body is just time, and the time that keeps passing by, you are just every lonely moment."

"When you understand this sentence, your destiny will return to your own hands..."

(End of this chapter)