Tang Qi looked at the back of his hand. On his pale skin, the face of a lady with endless Black Antlers and a perpetually mocking smile was looking back at him.
As their gazes met, Tang Qi heard these voices.
Endless Threads of Fate swayed. Every gray-black thread shrouded in mist contained billions of changes; they symbolized "fate."
Tang Qi, branded by this mark, should originally have had no chance to resist.
But he was an exception. Above the antlers, a Monarch's Crown surged with starlight, keeping the majestic head representing Lady Fate slightly bowed. The angle was tiny, almost imperceptible, but it truly existed.
As Lady Fate had said, Tang Qi could choose to refuse.
He knew that if he refused now, Fate Bitch could do nothing to him.
But perhaps because of that, Fate Bitch had not forcibly issued him an order. She had merely conveyed some information, explicitly mentioning Sally.
"In the Fate Opening Game, Sally will participate."
That clear message left Tang Qi with almost no second choice.
Tang Qi fell silent. One second, two seconds... On the third second, he calmly said:
"I accept!"
Almost immediately, the smug laughter of a lady came from the gray-black facial mark.
"No one can refuse fate's invitation. Not even a monarch."
As the voice, like a philosophical parable, fell silent, the crown bestowed by the Mystic Monarch concealed its radiance. The Threads of Fate seemed to come alive, breaking free of the mark and crawling over Tang Qi's entire body like a plague virus. The Mist of Fate that blocked all prying surged, and an incomparably special Power of Teleportation was brewing.
Before being teleported away, Tang Qi beckoned and summoned Gluttony. Beckfast's Chair, along with several other divine artifacts, was stuffed into Gluttony's belly.
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