Chapter 1826 - 170: Twisted Life

The perspective temporarily shifts away from the women’s battlefield where hot water and fire spread below and time rewinds, back to before Pandora’s Illusion descended.

At this moment, Fisher is still unaware of the turmoil below; he’s fully absorbed in his combat with He Weng. Meanwhile, Ashley is in constant pursuit of the Chaos Oriented Avatar ahead, but still failing to catch up, launching attacks at its body from behind.

"..."

"Buzz buzz!"

The perpetual feeling of an unachievable chase gives Ashley a subtle sense of unease. However, upon noticing Fisher’s current optimistic situation, she also feels reassured.

As long as there’s no problem over there...

"Boom!"

Right at that moment, countless bubbles spew upwards, among which peach blossoms are ablaze. The small Elf body maneuvers within, battling fiercely with the seemingly disheveled Life-Usurping Avatar.

From the corner of his eye, Master Tao glances at Ashley still in pursuit and loudly asks,

"Why is everything here covered with threads of fate?! What is that thing doing?"

"What, threads of fate?"

Ashley is slightly stunned, while Master Tao lands another palm on the Life-Usurper’s body, looking at her with utter confusion and says,

"What threads of fate? Can’t you see? This place is full of the tangled lines left by the Avatar; aren’t you its carrier? Do you not know what this thing is used for?"

"Buzz!"

Ashley’s mind suddenly trembles. For thousands of years, to suppress the Chaos within, she has viewed it as an enemy, embarking on a journey of rigorous restraint after learning its knowledge—not only to completely separate these thoughts from her mind but also to avoid using its power as much as possible.

Thus, for a long time, Ashley has never observed fate or disturbed fate...

It made her senses dull enough to avoid being beguiled by Chaos, but this dullness has caused a mistake now—she didn’t notice the threads of fate left by the Avatar!

Master Tao, favored by fate as an Elf Species, realized this from the corner of his eye.

In other words, the Chaos Oriented was not actually fleeing but was rather setting up fate’s lines...

Calm down, Ashley, don’t forget you’re familiar with the Completion Manual, you should know what [Chaos Oriented] is meant for...

If fate is a trend—a myriad of possible probabilities—then Chaos Oriented is the fallacy outside of probability.

Its power can alter the predetermined direction of fate; when the threads of fate get tangled, the originally determined possibilities reach a dead end.

They did not expect that Fisher could to some extent control Dalasgon’s Authority, or... have they already anticipated difficulties?

Therefore, the Chaos Oriented Avatar, right from the start, has been persistently running away because it knows that direct attacks on Dalasgon above won’t succeed. Now it’s actually searching for an opportunity to ensure Fisher’s victory becomes "chaotic."

"Bad bad bad bad..."

Suddenly, sweat breaks out across Ashley’s forehead; her facial muscles tremble. She quickly raises her hand and gives herself a slap, and her heartbeat continues to accelerate.

Because of her oversight, she has left such a huge calamity untouched; Master Tao can suppress the Life-Usurper ruthlessly, Fisher is fighting two alone, yet she’s achieved nothing and even dragged them down.

Might as well have Fisher kill her first!

Ashley nervously raises her hand while closing her eyes. Once she opens them again, they are now filled with dense golden threads.

These threads wrap around her, Master Tao, and Fisher, but they mostly wrap around Fisher.

"Buzz buzz..."

The threads pulled by Chaos Oriented suddenly all start shaking now, and with the erratic movements of Chaos Oriented, those initially smooth threads instantly tangle up, forming knot after knot.

Ashley grits her teeth and suddenly reaches out to touch the rotating golden threads above, attempting to prevent them from becoming tangled.

"Ahhh!!"

No sooner does she touch them, blood mist explodes from Ashley’s hand; the threads are like steel cables, almost slicing her skin, yet she still tightly grasps them, trying to restore them.

"Crack crack crack!"

As those threads of fate form more knots, an extreme sense of unease suddenly rises within Fisher’s heart.

"Boom boom boom!!"

Above them, the impact from the twelve Chaos Species Demigods looks daunting, yet because Dalasgon is a Divine, it’s impossible to kill it this way. But as the knots form and the threads intertwine, during a certain collision, the Chaos Species suddenly strikes a specific spot on Dalasgon above...

"Woo~"

An echoing sound akin to a steam whistle resonates, and at the moment of connecting Dalasgon’s Authority, it feels as though the entire Gap starts quaking. The severely injured Dalasgon further enlarges its wounds from the relentless siege.

"Crack!"

The entire Sky suddenly shatters, twisted pieces of Dalasgon’s body constantly falling from above, and Fisher’s connection with Dalasgon’s Authority is severed at this moment, as the Rank-suppressing feeling on the Avatars gradually fades.