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Chapter 166: Amnesia is Only Temporary

  Chapter 166: Amnesia is Only Temporary

  As the three moon goddesses who govern fate, their chosen warriors can see the tracks in the River of Fate. The fates of all things in the mortal world, except for magical creatures, can be found in this endless river, understanding his past and predicting his future. And as Andrew himself said, the fate of the future is not fixed, the endless future is not even dared to be explored by the three moon goddesses, that would only make oneself a madman.

  As their chosen warriors, they also have the ability to inquire about fate, but can only know the past and predict a short segment of the future. However, even so, it allows them to gain an advantage in battle that is not weak. They just need to find a good way and do it.

  The Lunar Goddess's chosen warriors, just like the three Lunar Goddesses themselves, are all triplets. These girls, who look identical in appearance and personality, possess extraordinary abilities that surpass the ordinary.

  With the addition of the Moon Goddess's gift, the three people were always on the same wavelength at any time, and there was no one in the world who could match their coordination. This is also the important foundation for them to use the power of the Moon Goddess, under the moonlight, as long as the three are not perfectly killed at the same time, then no one can kill any individual among them.

  "If you hadn't chosen to strike her abdomen just now, then use the arrow feathers to make her like this." The Moon Goddess's chosen warriors slowly retreated, looking at Andrew who was left with only panicked eyes that could still move, and a neck that slowly seeped out blood: "Although she will still escape, it's true, but at least you won't die. However...this is all the choice of fate."

  "Just by the way you talk, I can tell you're a representative of Clotho, Lachesis and Atropos." The petite enemy emerged from the shadows behind Andrew. Looking at the three girls who had already retreated to a safe location, she said: "They've always liked this fate thing, no surprise they'd choose to control the world's destiny as gods, those endless branching futures can satisfy their curiosity."

  The red and blue lace Gothic-style short skirt, striped tights, and those shiny black deer skin boots - these strange outfits were something that neither the elves nor the triplets had ever seen before. These clothes designed by a certain Minotaur did not conform to the aesthetic standards of the people of Sartre, so they never became popular. Only those around the Minotaur would occasionally wear them a few times in order to please him.

  "What are you?!" The elf raised the longbow in her hand. Aiming at the sweet-looking girl in front of her, she shouted: "What did you do to Andrew?!"

  "I? My name is Aili." The girl, who looked like she was only twelve years old, grasped her golden ponytail in her left hand and played with it, gazing at the sprite with a sweet and happy smile. "This is the name my dear father gave me." Her childish and lovely appearance, along with that strange yet exceptionally cute outfit, would melt even the coldest of hearts.

  "But... those bastards' lackeys don't have the qualifications to call my name!" However, just as the spirit thought that the girl in front of him was a kind and gentle good child, the girl's smile suddenly disappeared. She became as cold as frost and said: "I was wondering why she didn't arrive at the agreed location, so it was because you guys delayed her? Delayed Dad's important matters, I won't let you guys leave alive!"

  The girl with blonde pigtails tied with pink ribbons stretched out her small hand and gently pushed Andrew, who had been standing still, to the ground. His head above his neck rolled out like a broken wooden puppet as his body fell. A large amount of blood spurted out, dyeing the green grass red.

  "Let's go, we're no match for her." The three-month-old goddess girl ran towards the already collapsed high wall without hesitation. When the girl said out her own name, she tried to explore everything about this girl named Aili in the past, but couldn't get any message from the river of fate. This name Aili was not her original true name.

  "It only took one hit. Andrew is dead!" The elf following behind the Moon Goddess Warrior turned around to take a look, confirming that the powerful girl was not chasing after them. Catching up with the triplets who were still in shock, he said: "What kind of monster is that girl?"

  "It's no use escaping." Without answering the spirit's question, the triplets who were running quickly suddenly stopped and looked around at the dark forest with their silver-white eyes, as if something was hidden within. "No matter which branch of fate she is on, she will eventually catch up to us. If no one can stop her, then no one can leave this place. One of us must escape and inform the gods about what happened here."

  The dark forest rustled with the night wind, and the leaves made a soft murmuring sound. The spirit who heard the triplets' conversation put down her longbow and looked around cautiously, but she didn't know what she was aiming at, unable to see anything hidden in the darkness. A certain intuition cultivated from battle told her that danger was nearby, yet the whispers of the plants told her that the enemy wasn't here. This made her unsure whether to trust her own intuition or believe what the plants had always told her.

  "Ares' plan can't be leaked out, you know." The blonde girl suddenly emerged from the triplets' shadow, her hands emitting several blood-sucking tentacles that pierced into their chests. She looked at them with an icy gaze, as if they were already corpses in her eyes.

  "Did she think... we had already gotten the information from that woman?" The spirit looked at the girl who emerged from the shadows, quickly retreating backwards. Cold sweat flowed from her forehead.

  The three girls who were stabbed by the tentacles did not suffer any injuries. Although the bloody tentacles attacked all three of them, they did not manage to achieve perfect synchronization in their attack, which was not enough to kill them. The triplet sisters quickly retreated from their original position and tried to put as much distance between each other as possible.

  One of them stepped forward and said to the elf, "We've come to delay her. Leave here at your fastest speed. There's no time for you to doubt our judgment; this is the most reasonable way. All the fates that remain are death, and she will catch up with us again."

  The words of the three-month divine warriors were somewhat disorganized, but they contained a lot of information. This was the fastest way to convince the spirits. And their judgment was also the best. Under the moonlit sky, as long as they paid attention to the enemy's attack, it would be difficult for them to be killed immediately. As divine chosen warriors, they did not excel in physical strength, and their speed could only be considered barely passable. Movement was not their strong point, so staying behind to ambush the enemy was the most suitable choice.

  The spirit heard the girl's words with some painful struggle, but eventually turned around and left with a long bow on her back, disappearing into the dark forest with a powerful leap. Only three months of the god of war were left there, fighting against the strong girl with unknown origin. Tears flowed from the eyes of the spirit jumping on the tree branches, even though she understood that this was the right thing to do, but still resented herself for abandoning the three girls.

  "That attack should have been effective. Why didn't you die? It seems I've been locked up by the goddess for too long and don't know much about this world anymore. Well, since I couldn't kill you, I'll just take you back instead. The father of these triplets who look exactly alike will surely be delighted."

  The girl instantly turned into a residual shadow and disappeared on the spot, and when she reappeared, she was already behind another girl. Taking a glance at the three Moon God warriors who had all been knocked unconscious in the arena, Aria lovingly patted her adorable clothes and said: "Daddy's gift is getting dusty, I should hurry up and leave this place."

  At this moment, the nearby woods made a rustling sound, and the purple-haired warrior who had just been surrounded by five divine warriors walked out unscathed. If it weren't for the tattered clothes on her chest, no one would have thought she had suffered such severe injuries.

  The purple-haired warrior looked at the three warriors who had fainted on the ground and asked the girl standing in the center of the arena, "Do you know the Three Moon Gods, miss?" The golden-haired girl's words were clear to the proud warrior, and that feeling as if she was familiar with the Three Moon Gods didn't seem fake. She didn't know what kind of past this master's daughter had, but at least she shouldn't have known even one god.

  "Lucy, sorry to ruin your plans." Aria didn't respond to the God's Chosen Warrior's words, stuck out her cute tongue and tapped her own head with a smile, saying: "But Dad told me to follow you to protect you, yet you left me alone in the camp. I just couldn't bear the boredom! So I ran out."

  "It doesn't matter, you just need to be even more excellent." Lucy shook her head and said: "There were several times when I almost forgot about the mission and only remembered the fight. If it wasn't for you hitting my leg with a small stone, I might still be fighting them now."

  "Get all three of them back to the camp, I'll make some big noise here so that spirit won't suspect a fight is going on here." Aili picked up the three girls and bit into their necks, sucking out some blood before injecting something strange into them.

  "Ah." Seeing Aria didn't want to answer her, Lucy wasn't pursuing it either. She was carrying a girl on her shoulder and hugging two other girls with both hands, walking towards her direction. The night wind blew up the already tattered clothes, and through the holes pierced by the light arrows, you could see that there were some subtle differences in skin tone at the junction of her arm and shoulder.

  "Lucy." Just as the chosen warrior known as Lucy was about to accelerate away, Ely said to her: "Don't tell Dad what happened today, everything went according to plan, you understand? Don't talk nonsense... If I get angry with Dad because of you, I'll kill you."

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