Chapter 1582: Chapter 506: Left Eye Jumps for Fortune, Right Eye Jumps for Disaster—Superstitious Beliefs, Part 3 “If you hadn’t seen the Heart of Nature, your words might have some persuasiveness, but alas…” Facing the attacking giant beast, Wayne switched to holding the sword with both hands: “You haven’t walked in front of the Goddess, I see you understand nothing!” Poor fellow, Death lets you survive because you have utility value, nature gives you a heart because you qualify to be used, even the Sun Sect drains your blood for the Dragon Blood in your body… A flash of white light, the Corpse Dragon crashed to the ground, staggering, flapping its broken wings, attempting to soar again. At its chest, the stitches were torn open once more, the heart representing nature fell, its green glow pulsing faintly, gradually ceasing to beat. “Toyed with by three Goddesses, your life should have no regrets anymore.” Wayne turned to look at the struggling Corpse Dragon: “This sword sends you back to the past, after all… back then you were already dead, this is the timeline you should return to.” Xizor’s attempt to soar was fruitless, the massive Death Aura surged within him, rapidly eroding his thoughts. Endless Darkness attacked, Xizor saw only darkness, turned his dragon body to face Wayne: “Dragon-Slayer Sword Technique… that’s the swordsmanship of the Sun Knight Order… why you…” Which Goddess’s Subsidiary God am I, Sun or Darkness, Xizor became increasingly puzzled, unable to think through the truth. “You died under the Dragon-Slayer Sword Technique because the Goddess of Death survived, and because you betrayed the Goddess of Death, you fell under the Dragon-Slayer Sword Technique again, isn’t it destiny?” The Corpse Dragon collapsed violently, its body rapidly decaying, turning into a skeleton in an instant. Left too fast, didn’t manage to speak his last words. “I understand, you don’t believe in destiny, honestly, none of us do, I don’t really believe it either.” Wayne nodded, his left eye believing in fortune, his right eye rejecting disaster as superstition, destiny is just like religious faith, free eggs are welcome, but not a single penny for indulgence certificates. “So fast, I thought you’d let him speak his last words.” Grew teleported next to Wayne, looked at the giant dragon skeleton, couldn’t help but rub his small hands: “Xizor, go in peace, this is Hades, you won’t really die, you can still fight for the Goddess!” “No need, I’ll handle this rough work.” Wayne rolled his eyes, snapped his fingers to teleport Laisha to him, opened the Heart of Nature channel at the edge of The Only Cosmos: “Move it inside, I’ll check later, for each missing bone, I’ll take one from your ribs, understand?” Laisha swallowed, had a feeling, several dragon bones would mysteriously vanish, and her bones wouldn’t make up the count, Wayne would report to the Goddess, she’d lose herself entirely. What should she do, sell a disciple to settle it? With Xizor dead, Saine’s anxious heart was immediately relieved; the traitor dead meant those remaining weren’t traitors. “Let’s go, to the Eternal Hall!” Wayne waved his hand, stripped Hades Authority from the dragon corpse, swallowed it in one gulp. Ninety-nine steps completed, just the last push to go! At the center of The Only Cosmos, a closed black stone door floated. The door stood a kilometer high, engraved with peaceful faces, some in prayer, others in whispers. Furthermore, a row of massive stone pillars extended infinitely, reaching up to the starry dome; each pillar was engraved with ancient runes about life and death, reincarnation and transcendence, personally crafted by Aztemo, expressing her ultimate understanding of death. Death is an end, but not truly the end; life has no final point, only a new beginning. Push open this stone door, inside lies a series of palaces floating over a pitch-black sea, paved with white jade, extending in all directions, symbolizing the intertwining of life’s white and death’s black, together constructing a cycle. A long time ago, Aztemo understood the concept of life, clearly knowing only one of her and Yalien could reach the end. Drawing far, the shot passed through the stone pillars, the supposedly closed black stone door was opened, shadows in black armor lay by the door. Twelve figures in black armor, each configured with a skeleton + Knight’s Sword, guarding the entrance to the Eternal Hall as the Death Knights Order. The whole order, enough to slay dragons. These twelve Death Knights do not roam the Mortal World, creations of the Goddess, also considered replicas of Rone. They obey only Aztemo, with a simple task of guarding the entrance to the Eternal Hall, forbidding anyone to enter or leave. While Aztemo slept, three Subsidiary Gods forcibly broke through, stole the Authority of God’s Domain, and left; nine Night Gods were thrown into prison for disobedience, the twelve Knights left to guard the door, ordered by Xizor. Just in case, barely considered a last resort, also to prevent Saine and Grew from sneaking in. The one who defeated the twelve knights was none other than their original Rone. Rone wanted in, the twelve knights wouldn’t comply, he was in a hurry, no time to waste words, directly engaged. Then Rone pushed the door open and went in. Rone stepped onto the White Jade Road, gazed at the sprouts emerging from the black sea, the white light in his eyes suddenly contracted, ignoring any traps ahead, with the Sword of Lingering Death in hand, charged straight toward the palace at the end of the road. Huge force struck, shattered the Sword of Lingering Death, Rone crossed his arms over his chest, gazed at the energy butterflies flitting around, his heart… By analogy, his heart sank to the bottom. “Gravity Butterfly Zhubian.” The three Subsidiary Gods of nature, prophet ‘Skylark’ Milaer, illusionist ‘Totem Tree’ Acosta, destroyer ‘Gravity Butterfly’ Zhubian. Fresh chapters posted on novel★fire.net