A Single-Person Opinion of the Thousand-Person Ruler - Chapter 641

Time-based? Fate-based? Or perhaps peering into the flow of the Imaginary Tree?

These abilities, through the gifts of Su and Apponia, as well as the Key to Godhood left behind by Otto, the Anqi Faction had mastered to varying degrees, but they were far from reaching a state of perfection.

Amon stroked Silver Wolf lovingly, an elegant smile on his face, greed gleaming in the eyes behind his monocle.

Kafka felt no surprise; abilities to peer into fate and predict the future were high-tier goods anywhere, and plenty of people were interested in them—there was no shortage of just this one... or rather, this group?

"Fine, anyway, it's not a topic that has to be kept secret. Besides, we can't escape either, can we?"

"Oh my, please don't make it sound as though I deliberately cornered the two of you. Please don't misunderstand, it's merely a coincidence that everywhere you arrive happens to have me."

"Could it be that as long as we're on the Luofu, everywhere is a coincidental place?"

"How could that be. You overestimate me too much; the Luofu has numerous realm-dens, and all of them combined are vaster than those large civilizations spanning star systems. There are always regions I cannot cover... probably?"

Amon's words paused for a moment, stroking Silver Wolf's head as if he seemed somewhat unsure, before finally offering a smile as warm as spring.

And this completely unselfconscious expression made even the knowledgeable Stellaron Hunters inwardly shudder—what a terrifying fellow.

In the end, Amon failed to obtain satisfactory intelligence.

The true nature of Acheron's abilities remained unknown even to his fellow Stellaron Hunters.

Yet it was within expectations; at least he got to try out Silver Wolf's texture, and just as anticipated, any version of young Bronya was amazing.

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