I can't miss this. An event this huge—I have to see it for myself! Green thought.
O Fate, draw my soul and give it form!
Green recited the words silently.
Within the tangle of Fate Threads that represented the Blood-Red World, a red thread suddenly appeared.
The red thread probed the air for a moment, then shot toward the world where Fate had converged.
Green narrowed his eyes as he watched the red thread enter that world.
The instant it entered, he felt someone probing him, trying to trace the Fate Thread back to his true nature.
"Hmph!"
With a cold snort, Green made the red Fate Thread flare with light.
"Urgh..."
A muffled groan came from the far end of the red thread. Whoever had tried to probe Green had suffered a backlash from Fate.
The sensation of being watched through the red thread vanished at once.
Looks like every faction has its eye on the Child of Fate, hoping to use him for its own ends!
Until a Child of Fate fulfilled his mission, he enjoyed protection beyond imagination.
A Child of Fate chosen by the Void was wrapped in an immensely dense concentration of Fate Force, countless times more powerful than one nurtured by a world.
A world could only help its Child of Fate within its own bounds. The Void's Child of Fate could draw on the entire Void. There was no comparison.
Green, however, was only interested in observing the Child of Fate. He had no intention of using him.
"Chip, scan the Fate Thread. Make sure no one is watching."
[Ding! Scanning... No Fate lock detected... No time marker detected... Checking for dimensional surveillance... Scanning for conventional energy... No anomalies detected!]
The Chip reported a long string of results and found nothing