Chapter 173
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In the dark canyon, Luo Ya looked up into the distance. The black mountain range stretched as far as the eye could see.
The towering mountains blocked the sun, and only a little bit of light could be seen from the gaps in the mountains. Petra's golden hair was shining in the dim environment, and her white robe had a unique enchanting charm. She closed her eyes and sat on the throne as if she was in a deep sleep. She didn't open her eyes until Roja came from afar.
"What a surprise, you don't seem to be in a hurry."
The golden-haired woman stared at the young man walking over and blinked her eyes in confusion.
"You should like that girl, right? If this continues, she will definitely die."
"I know, but venting my anger is meaningless to the current situation. It's just self-satisfaction. Even if I vent my anger, Xia Luote will still die. I don't want her to die, I want her to live."
"I don't want to lose her, so I have to be calm."
Under Pei Tela's gaze, the black-haired young man's voice trembled as he spoke. The blonde woman was stunned. She stared at the young man who was clenching his teeth and realized that his tightly clenched fist was beginning to bleed.
"I see. I understand. Then answer my question, Luo Ya, Akat."
"What is the most beautiful thing in fate?"
"The answer to the most beautiful thing is difficult. Everyone's sense of beauty is different. But if it's fate, then I think it's — choice."
"Choice?"
Pei Tela widened his eyes in surprise. Luo Ya nodded.
"Yisha Beila once said that fate is a game. It is fixed at the moment of its end, and before that, it is a variable. Therefore, in the face of the fate of the destruction of the past civilization, she used herself as a bargaining chip to suppress humanity. In the face of fate, she chose to resist."
"I once thought that the most beautiful thing of fate was resistance, but after thinking about it carefully, I realized that there was actually a loophole in this."
The black-haired youth looked at the mountains that blocked the sun, and his gaze seemed to look into the distance. He recalled what the brown-haired woman had done, and his nose seemed to smell the intoxicating fragrance of the white fruit wine.
"If I had told her in advance that this escort journey would be her last journey, and if I had told her in advance about the final result of the scale, would Yisha Beila have bowed to those monsters like Gordon and worshipped them as God's messenger?"
"No, she won't."
Luo Ya shook his head and calmly denied it. He sighed with respect and admiration.
"That's because Yisha Beila is a ruler. She's not Sofia's ruler, but the ruler of all humans. Even if she knows that she's going to die, she'll definitely follow fate and set sail for the future of the entire human race. She'll sink the Egg of Disaster into the ocean forever."
"On the battlefield, there are heroes who face death unflinchingly in order to protect their comrades. Before the plague, there are doctors who know the danger but still treat the sick. They're all people who choose to follow their own fates. However, the light that they shine with their lives isn't any weaker than anyone else's. In fact, they're even more dazzling and worthy of respect."
"Choice, and the people who make these great choices, they're the most beautiful things of fate. No matter if they obey or resist, they're not the slaves of fate. Instead, they're the masters of fate."
Luo Ya's explanation echoed throughout the canyon. His voice was firm and powerful. Pei Tela stared blankly at the youth below her. She looked into his golden eyes and repeated his words to herself.
"… Not obeying or resisting, but choosing to become the most beautiful thing of all?"
The golden-haired woman leaned back on her throne and looked at the sky above the canyon. Her thoughts seemed to have traveled back thousands of years and returned to the mythical era. After a long while, she smiled lightly.
"Little fellow, thank you. You've allowed me to find meaning in obeying fate."
"… Seems like you're quite satisfied with my answer."
"Hmm, you've really found an answer that I like. Now, no matter what, I can't stay out of this … Perhaps this is some kind of fate."
Pei Tela smiled bitterly. She raised her head and looked into the distance. Her gaze fell on the battle between gold and black on the surface of the sea. Her expression gradually became serious.
"Little fellow, I'm willing to help you. However, I have to tell you a fact … That monster's strength is far beyond your imagination. You have a powerful protection spell on you. It's easy to save you, but to defeat the enemy and save that girl is as difficult as ascending to the heavens."
"You don't have enough spell power."
Pei Tela's words made the black-haired youth fall into silence. His worries had finally become reality.
Whether it was Gulan Daer or Pei Tela, they were great existences that had already become legends in the ancient times when the Gods and Demons were still around. However, no matter how powerful they were, they had already passed away. The only connection they had with the present world was Luo Ya.
The last time he fought with Vader in the historical fragment was Luo Ya's limit. However, Vader was only at Source Rank 2 at that time. He had just broken through and was seriously injured. However, what about the [Six Disasters] now?
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