Fate Reignites: My Rampage in a World Where Time Stops

And now, the Ancestor of the Moon Spirit had died.

Did this mean they had already won?!

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At the Heavenly Dome Rank, Third Rank.

Looking at the form that had become a huge, indescribable mass of flesh, with countless tentacles, limbs, eyes, and mouths irregularly sprouting from various parts of the flesh, the flesh bulging and grown with bristles, Qin Chuan and Lin Yue simultaneously wiped a bead of sweat from their brows.

Everything had happened so suddenly.

The transformation of the Ancestor of the Moon Spirit, which had been going smoothly, began to take a terrifying and unknown turn the instant the Third Talent of Prayer came into effect.

He underwent a grotesque mutation that was hard to describe in words, and only managed to let out a wail of distress before turning into the sight before them.

Although the mass of flesh was still writhing and showing signs of life, the clear notification of the Ancestor of the Moon Spirit's fall told the two everything.

The Ancestor of Moon Spirit·Pang Jialai had fallen just like that.

"That's one terrifying enemy," Lin Yue said with lingering fear in her voice, "It's also hard to imagine how powerful he might have become if the transformation had succeeded."

"Yes," Qin Chuan said, taking Lin Yue's hand and couldn't help but give her another look.

Compared to before, Lin Yue, who had now made a breakthrough to the Third Realm, bore a special aura not found in the Human Race—her whole being was like a banished immortal, bearing a beautiful light pattern mark on her forehead.

There was only one seat in the Third Realm for the Human Race.

Lin Yue had ascended to the Heavenly Dome Rank's Third Rank by borrowing a seat from the Immortal Clan.

Although it was not known why the seat from the Third Realm of the last millenium could be preserved up to now, if the other three Clans could borrow seats, so naturally could the Immortal Clan.

The Human Race was after all the successors of the Immortal Clan, with many traces of inheritance from the Immortals in their powers, and Lin Yue was even more special.

The golden Talents of different Clans were similar in type, only differing in specific effects. Any golden Talent could find its counterpart in the golden Talents of other Clans.

However, the Talent of Prayer, a luck-related Talent, not only stood unique among the nine golden Talents but also couldn't be found in any other Clan.

As time passed, Qin Chuan had come to sense something special about the Talent of Prayer.

After some speculation and communication with Feng Yin, combined with Lin Yue's own feelings, they had a guess.

Prayer was the manifestation of the Immortal Clan's luck.

The concept of luck was indeed real, as could be known from the astonishing manifestations of Prayer numerous times before.

Each Clan had its own luck, and the Immortal Clan, under the leadership of the Reincarnation Immortal Monarch, had likely carried out the Reincarnation Secret Technique, leaving behind not just the Manager's severed head but also the remaining luck of the Immortal Clan from the Clan wars.

This luck ultimately existed in the form of a new golden Talent, Prayer.

According to this speculation, Lin Yue was the most likely to be able to borrow the seat of the Immortal Clan and ascend to the Third Rank of the Heavenly Dome Rank.

And her successful ascension also proved the correctness of this guess.

"The effect of Luck Transfer is beyond my expectation," Qin Chuan remarked as he looked at the wriggling flesh.

This was an adversary he couldn't even stop with the power of Time Stop.

"I can understand it," Lin Yue said with a tight smile, pointing at Qin Chuan, "Look at the luck that's converging on you."

At Lin Yue's reminder, Qin Chuan realized that he was enveloped in an almost tangible Luck Light. The degree of this luck was something that even when Lin Yue had enhanced her own luck with her Second Talent and then transferred it to Qin Chuan, it was still incomparable.

This was the first time Qin Chuan had witnessed such terrifying power of luck.

In an instant, he seemed to understand something.

"It's the luck of the other nine Clans!"

"That's right," Lin Yue nodded, "the other nine Clans have all perished at the Heavenly Dome Rank, and the nine ancestors who replaced them and entered the Third Rank automatically inherited the entire luck of the corresponding Clan."

"But they were also part of the Moon Spirit Clan."

"So after their demise, this force of luck moved to the Ancestor of the Moon Spirit in a special way."

"It was that vast amount of luck that allowed the Ancestor of the Moon Spirit to achieve the impossible feat of Species Fusion."

Realization dawned in Qin Chuan's eyes.

Thus, when the luck was stripped away, the Ancestor of the Moon Spirit's fusion immediately collapsed, and he died on the spot from the backlash.

It really was... a case of one thing overcoming another.

"Clap~ clap~ clap~"

A round of applause echoed through the emptiness of the Third Rank.

Qin Chuan and Lin Yue's faces turned pale in an instant.

Because the applause didn't come from them.

"It's over there!" Lin Yue exclaimed, her pretty face paling as she pointed in a certain direction.

That was a corner of the indescribable mass of blood and flesh before them.

A pair of delicate hands grew out of the flesh, and as they clapped together, the speed at which the flesh distorted suddenly increased.

It was rapidly contracting, and the body, head, and limbs connected to those hands also emerged at an incredibly fast pace.

In the end, all the unspeakable blood and flesh disappeared, replaced by a man whose figure and face could both be called perfect.

"What a splendid performance."

The corners of the man's mouth revealed a bizarre smile as he turned his head towards Qin Chuan, eyes flashing with unhidden greed.

"We meet again."

"Luo."

"Is it you?!" Qin Chuan's expression underwent a violent change.

From the strange aura emanating from the other, he immediately identified the other's identity.

Ominous!

In the instance phase, the other had several times intervened in the operation of the instance with his power, even appearing in person in the SSS-level instance.

But after the Human Race truly ascended to the Heavenly Dome Rank, Ominous seemed to have completely disappeared, leaving no trace at all.

"Are you in cahoots with the Ancestor of the Moon Spirit?" Qin Chuan quickly came to his senses amidst his rapid thoughts, "What are you, exactly?"

"The term 'thing' is quite rude." Ominous chuckled lightly, grinning at Qin Chuan, "Once, indeed, I had no physical form, only a consciousness, and could only show myself behind the scenes."

"But now, I have undergone a transformation."

"This, I owe to Pang Jialai." Ominous stroked his body contentedly, "A perfect Clan created from the fusion of ten species, strong enough to bear my power; this is the most suitable vessel for me."

"Didn't his fusion fail?" Lin Yue spoke grimly.

"Indeed, it failed," Ominous murmured softly, "but I completed the last step for him."

"It's also considered, fulfilling his last wish."

"Although... even if he had truly succeeded, I would have seized his body immediately, hahahahaha~"

The brazen laughter echoed through the third level of the Heavenly Dome Rank, and at the same time, Ominous's body was surrounded by a terrifyingly powerful force.

It was a force fearsome enough to crush the Third Realm.

Qin Chuan's gaze fell on the naked body of his opponent, and then his pupils contracted sharply.

On the opponent's torso, right hand, and feet, he saw lines of gorgeous and mysterious golden patterns.

Those patterns looked familiar.

"Did you notice?" Ominous smiled, "Previously, Pang Jialai told you that he possessed the Manager's torso, and the corresponding authority was back-end logout."

"That's correct, but not entirely."

"Because the back-end logout authority was lent to him by me."

"Manager's privileges aren't for ordinary Players to possess, even if they acquire the corresponding Manager's body," he said, looking at Qin Chuan with a peculiar smile in his eyes.

"If you didn't inherently possess the authority of backend login, the Manager's left hand's corresponding right to delete characters wouldn't be under your control either."

Qin Chuan fell silent.

Just as Ominous had said, if he hadn't had the backend login authority, the moment he touched the Manager's left hand, he would have been erased from existence.

And now, his current opponent possessed all the Manager's privileges except for the head and left hand.

Just the back-end logout authority that Qin Chuan knew of completely countered his longstanding dependence on backend login.

This was a fearsome opponent.

"You're not a Player, not a Manager, and certainly not a deity," Qin Chuan watched the other, his voice deep.

"What are you, exactly?"

"Me?" Ominous sneered coldly, "The Heavenly Dome Rank is just a game created on a whim by the deities, like a set program."

"Gods, they are not omnipotent; even in the programs they create, there are corresponding flaws that exist. To timely perfect and fix these flaws, they created the Manager, tasked with monitoring the operation of the Heavenly Dome Rank at all times."

"I, am the flaw of the Heavenly Dome Rank!"

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The final chapter will be released at midnight.