radicalducati Chapter 534 Unpredictable Fate
Chapter 534 Unpredictable Fate
Chapter 534 Unpredictable Fate
The wind and snow gradually subsided.
Summer is approaching.
However, the chill had not yet subsided.
This is simply because Chris continues his journey north.
Chris knew this was an escape.
Since escaping Hedy City, Chris has been thinking constantly about returning to his palace in Saddle Square as soon as possible.
He missed the warm, spring-like reception hall, the different alluring women every night, and the absolute authority that granted his every wish.
But he couldn't go back; the only person who stayed with him was a wizard named Moody.
Chris's army was like a sharp cone, driven deep into the flesh and blood of the Eastern community.
Now, the war has taken a major turn, Chris's wizard army has been wiped out, and he is in exile.
Crossing enemy territory and returning to one's own land is no easy task.
Moreover, monsters from the deep sea would occasionally chase after him, attempting to take his life.
Fortunately, he managed to escape each time.
However, they were forced to continue to penetrate deeper into the north.
The situation is very bad; if he is caught by the people of the Eastern Community, he will definitely suffer the consequences.
But Chris has a plan.
He planned to continue north to the port in the eastern part of the bay, from where he would sail across the bay to the west, to the territory of the northern community.
However, from there they would take a sleigh or horse-drawn carriage south back to the central community.
Everyone knew that Chris's army was attacking the Eastern Community, so no one could have predicted that Chris, a veteran of the Central Community, would appear alone in the Northern Community.
Even if he manages to return safely, he will have to accept one fact.
With the changes in the fighting at Hedwig, the military operations in the Central Community, which began last autumn and continued into the spring, were a complete failure.
This desperate military plan was a last resort for Chris, born out of desperation.
Its failure signaled an unprecedentedly difficult time for the Central Community.
The warm climate will allow the local army to recover its combat strength quickly.
Chris's opponent, on the other hand, was a coalition formed by three other communities.
Furthermore, all major wizarding schools were deeply involved in this campaign, and countless independent wizards spontaneously joined the fight.
Chris's army of wizards, having acquired their powers through natural means, was already at a disadvantage when facing such a high-quality force.
If Chris could command the army himself, he might be able to find a way to defeat the enemy using unexpected tactics.
But his subordinates did not possess such talent.
Ultimately, their thinking is too rigid and conservative, lacking imagination.
Even Ainar, despite having won many matches.
The Central Community owes at least half its credit to this man for its current vast territory.
But it wasn't until Chris understood the art of war that he realized Einar's military talent was actually mediocre.
He is a qualified commander with exceptional execution skills.
However, when fighting against opponents of inferior strength, their lack of adaptability will be fully exposed.
Therefore, after the local coalition absorbed a large number of wizards, he suffered a series of defeats, and Chris simply sent him to carry out border defense work.
Sadly, this is the only person Chris can now place his hopes on.
Chris only hoped that Enal could successfully repel the Allied advance before he returned to the Central Community.
At the very least, don't lose too many cities.
Otherwise, Chris would have no room left to negotiate with the enemy.
Chris was certainly ambitious; for a moment, he even believed he could conquer the entire frozen continent.
However, the army's rebellion and the appearance of the Deepsea Clan caused Chris to miss a golden opportunity.
He felt that fate was really unfair to him. Every move he made was right, so why did things turn out this way?
Chris sighed deeply.
Fate is either cyclical or ascending; have I already succumbed to the cycle?
Chris wondered if he should try to find his destiny again.
"Elders!"
From afar, Chris heard a call.
It's Moody's.
Chris scolded, "You're way too late."
"You left the place where we parted while I was out looking for food, and it took me a lot of effort to find you again."
"After you left, I spotted a deep-sea monster," Chris said angrily. "I managed to slip away quietly using the snow and birch trees as cover—damn it! I deliberately stayed away from town, how did those monsters find me?"
"I'm glad you're alright," Moody said. "Let's not talk about that, Elder. Look, I've found a few snakes."
Moody held several hibernating, stiff black snakes in his hands.
Chris said with displeasure, "I don't like eating snakes."
"Elder, please make do. We are fleeing, and besides, it is not yet the height of summer, and all things have not yet come to life. Moreover, food is scarce on the frozen continent."
As he spoke, Moody pulled out a few dry branches to start a fire.
After each fire, Moody would break off branches from nearby birch trees and dry them for the next use.
Chris watched his retreating figure in silence, gradually catching the aroma of roasted meat.
Although I really don't like the taste of snake meat—Chris thought—it's important for energy and nutrition.
In this freezing cold, he needed to eat his fill.
Soon, Chris received a skewer of roasted snake meat.
Chris ate while considering the current situation.
That question still puzzled him.
Why is it that the deep-sea monster is always able to pinpoint Chris's location?
At first, Chris thought it was the cane that was causing the problem.
Besides Grellara's apostle, another consciousness resides within the staff.
It comes from the deep sea and is part of "us".
Chris followed his advice and performed the ritual to summon the deep-sea creatures to help him.
The deep-sea race did indeed arrive, but they quickly rebelled.
Chris even suspects that everything is a conspiracy orchestrated by the consciousness within the cane.
Although its purpose is unknown, it is very likely that it deceived and exploited Chris.
Chris, a con artist, was furious about this.
But when Chris questioned it, the consciousness told him that it had never lied.
No matter what Dick thought about it, he couldn't find any evidence that this consciousness was lying.
Yes, it only concealed some information.
Chris also believed that it was somehow revealing his location to the deep-sea monster.
However, it stated that while it could indeed do these things, it could not do them independently.
It needs the guidance of someone outside the tribe to convey specific information to the will of the deep sea.
Chris could tell that this was the truth.
However, Chris had never "guided" it in any way, so how did it find his location?
Chris chewed the snake meat with his teeth, and the sweet fat burst in his mouth.
Hmm—perhaps because he was extremely hungry, Chris actually thought it wasn't bad.
He looked at Moody, wanting to praise him.
But just then, Chris realized something.
"Guidance" requires the assistance of an outsider.
Chris, however, never did anything like that.
This awareness is not lying.
But Chris's location is always pinpointed by the Deep Sea Clan.
Everything is true, but not all of it is true!
He overlooked one thing —
He wasn't the only "outsider" on the journey north!
Christon was furious and immediately questioned Moody, "Did you touch my cane without permission?"
Moody, who was eating, suddenly froze.
He turned to Chris, a chilling smile spreading across his face.
"We are reviving, making the deep sea great again," Moody said with a smile. "And you know too much, you have to join us, or die."
Then, Moody dropped the snake meat in his hand and walked slowly toward Chris with firm steps.
Chris felt a chill run down his spine and instinctively backed away.
The worst-case scenario, of course, is that his guess is correct.
Moody has been corrupted, even partially assimilated, by the deep-sea consciousness within the cane.
Chris could only use the branch skewered with snake meat as a shield in front of him, shouting, "Back! Back! Back!"
However, Moody's continues to close in.
Chris felt despair.
Fate is either cyclical or ascending.
But fate is always unpredictable.
Although he consistently restrained himself from overusing his power, but—
Chris decided to plead with fate to guide him on what to do now.
But just as Moody reached him, and Chris was about to activate his power—
Moody suddenly went limp and collapsed onto the snow.
A tall figure appeared behind Moody: "Elder, please forgive my late arrival!"
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