He became the White-Haired Evil God after wearing the Seven Curses Rings.

[Your request has been granted and the cooldown has been lifted early.]

Just now, Xie Bai activated his berserk state again, forcibly dealing over a hundred units of damage to Prospero.

Logically speaking, Xie Bai had just ended his rage state not long ago, so there wasn't enough time for him to wait for the cooldown to end.

But rage doesn't care.

Prospero's threat to Xie Bai had successfully ignited Xie Bai's deep-seated anger, prompting Rage to have enough power to grant Xie Bai's request and forcibly activate its Rage state.

Because Prospero's extra health bar was absorbing the damage from Golden Years, his own health bar was forcibly reduced by this attack, catching him somewhat off guard.

Taking advantage of this opening, Xie Bai quickly activated his spiritual form and dodged Prospero's attack.

"cough…"

"This is indeed somewhat unexpected."

Prospero clutched his chest, his face deathly pale, desperately trying to dispel the void power within his body.

Because Xie Bai's attack was powerful enough to pierce through Prospero's body, the Void God's authority could continue to penetrate deeper into its inner power and carry out a more thorough erosion.

Interference from the power of the void caused his authority to falter, and the thread of fate slipped from his grasp.

Prospero's authority was incomplete to begin with, and his physical form had not yet fully awakened. At this moment, he was like a premature baby, using immature power to fight against Xie Bai.

At this point, coupled with the corrosive power of the void, Prospero's condition became even more dire.

If one did not know beforehand, it would be difficult to recognize that this blond man with a broken body is Prospero, the god of fate who controls all destinies.

"As far as I know, even if I kill you like this, you won't truly die, right?"

Xie Bai's question echoed in Prospero's ears, carrying a condescending tone.

"You're right..."

Prospero confirmed Xie Bai's question.

"Even if you kill me now, you're just dragging me from another timeline to die in your place."

"As for myself, I will fall into an even deeper sleep, and it will probably take even longer to wake up again..."

At that moment, Xie Bai suddenly appeared in front of Prospero, interrupting him.

"So even if I use all my strength now, I don't have to worry about actually killing you, and those fate lines won't disappear."

Prospero looked at Xie Bai who appeared in front of him and was about to move when the power of the void within his body suddenly exerted itself, forcing him to stop.

"cough…"

"That's right, you don't need to worry about them disappearing because of this."

"Besides, I never really intended to sever these people's fates. After all, as I said, they are all part of the story, and I won't really erase them."

Xie Bai listened to his words and coldly placed the funeral rack beside him.

"So, you're saying you were deliberately provoking me just now?"

"Do you really think I'm very patient?"

Prospero chuckled softly and slowly lowered his hand from his chest.

"Enrage? Not really."

"I just wanted to see if you really cared about those people."

"After all, whether it's Gliese, Rhinedoth, or even that Void..."

"Although they all truly love humanity as a whole, they have never truly cared about any individual."

"In their eyes, sacrificing a portion in exchange for greater salvation is a perfectly natural thing."

"An ending where someone sacrifices themselves is not a perfect one..."

Prospero talked on and on, getting increasingly dizzy in the end.

"I really don't know what I was thinking back then, believing Gliese's nonsense and choosing the subject of humanity."

"It's such a hassle to clean up this mess."

As he spoke, Prospero raised his head and calmly looked at Xie Bai.

"As for you, you're only slightly better than them. But if I had to give my opinion, you'd be no better."

"Your love, which is limited to a select few, is quite selfish."

As soon as he finished speaking, Prospero sensed a faint hostility from Xie Bai.

Although he tried his best to suppress it, it still showed.

Just when Prospero thought Xie Bai would attack him, the other party unexpectedly put down the funeral rites.

"What you said is really unpleasant to hear. I don't know who would be moved by you."

"If you ask me, you're not much better, yet you dare to criticize me so casually."

"If you really had any skills, none of the things you just said would have happened."

Xie Bai belittled Prospero without any mercy, his words full of harsh criticism directed at him.

"The thought that killing you now would only make you sleep longer makes me even more upset."

"They're clearly using me as a pretext to escape reality, and then they can justify it by saying they're sacrificing themselves for something."

Xie Bai looked at Prospero with disgust.

"Pooh…"

"Nausea."

To an outsider, the scene at this moment would appear quite bizarre.

The god of fate, who is usually high and mighty, is now being mercilessly berated by a girl who is not even as tall as his chest in his incarnation.

Unfortunately, he couldn't refute anything.

Because of the erosion of his consciousness by the power of the void, he had become extremely weak, which further made it difficult for him to speak and he could hardly say anything anymore.

In this situation, Prospero couldn't even move a single finger of Xie Bai.

If Xie Bai wished, she could eliminate Prospero in a mere second, leaving him to continue his slumber.

"But how is that possible?"

Xie Bai turned around, his back to Prospero.

"Unlike you, I won't run away from these things."

"Since you're not capable of doing it, you might as well let me take over these troubles."

Hearing this, Prospero endured the pain brought on by the power of the void and smiled gently at Xie Bai.

"Can I take that as you trying to refute my comment that you're selfish?"

"Whoosh—!!!"

-103.69 gao!

Prospero's arm was severed in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, the Void God seized this larger wound and poured even more concentrated Void power into it, directly locking down his remaining ability to speak.

"How I acted, and when did I allow you to speculate on my own?"

With that, Xie Bai put down the funeral rites he had just raised and turned around again.

Prospero shook his head at this sight.

He originally wanted to continue asking Xie Bai how to take over his troubles.

After all, only he possesses the power to control destiny...

"wrong…"

Prospero looked up at Xie Bai as if he had just remembered something.

As expected, under his watchful gaze, Xie Bai used the ritual burial tool to create a spatial rift.

The other end of this spatial rift was not the void it had appeared in before, but a scene that seemed familiar.

Ignoring Prospero's gaze, Xie Bai pulled a petite, somewhat bewildered blonde girl into his arms.

And that girl was the only person Prospero had plotted to kill for millions of years, the only person he truly wanted to kill.

The Witch of Fate, Ivy.

……