Chapter 36: Many Chips

"Lucky one, do you want more gifts from fate?"

After the angel shattered the shackles of fate on Gune.

A new psychological suggestion surfaced in Gune's mind.

Gune's hand began to tremble slightly.

If Gune hadn't restrained himself with all his might, his hand would have involuntarily flipped the coin of fate again.

"This thing is addictive!"

The corner of Gune's eye twitched slightly.

Unable to control the impulse of his free right hand to flip the coin, Gune quickly put the coin of fate back into his system space.

Only then did the psychological suggestion slowly fade.

"Hoo..."

Rubbing his temples and shaking his head, Gune tried to dispel the suggestion to flip the coin of fate.

"With this level of suggestion from the coin of fate,"

"As long as it's in hand, at a moment of weak will, it might happen."

"You can win once or twice, even five or six times."

"But if you lose just once, everything is taken back."

"And the temptation to break the shackles of fate is too great."

"Even though I have only one life, I can't help but want to gamble on breaking more shackles of fate."

"After all, once enough shackles of fate are broken, even if those strong ones stand before me, they won't see much of me."

"The prying, inspection, and probing from those strong ones will also find it hard to detect my existence."

"Fortunately..."

A hint of a smile curled at the corner of Gune's mouth.

"My reincarnation... gives me enough chips."

"Others lose everything with just one loss."

"But if I lose once, well... in a sense, I will become stronger."

Rubbing his face, Gune perked up.

"Currently, I still have six chances for reincarnation."

"According to the system's nature, it recovers once a month, so no need to worry about running out."

"Three times. If I lose three times, then I'll end this round of gambling."

As he pondered, Gune once again took out the coin of fate.

"Lucky one, do you want more gifts from fate? Then flip it and see your luck?" A strong suggestion surged into Gune's mind.

"This isn't a gift; it's something I earn with my own life." Gune said through gritted teeth.

Then Gune leisurely flipped the coin.

The moment he flipped it, Gune felt his right arm, palm, and fingers begin to disobey him.

"Ring!"

The coin of fate spun rapidly in the air, angel and demon intertwined.

"Disobedient movements."

"It seems that trying to cheat the coin of fate by practicing flipping techniques is completely futile."

"Slap!"

The coin of fate landed again on Gune's right hand.

Slowly opening his fingers.

"Looks like my luck is pretty good today."

Gune laughed.

At this moment, the obverse was still the angel.

Then.

Light gathered, and the angel swung the sword of fate, slashing at the shackles of fate on Gune's body.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

After three consecutive sounds, the angel dissipated.

In its place, of the four arm-thick shackles of fate on Gune's body, three had been broken.

Without any hesitation.

Gune flipped the coin of fate again.

This third flip.

Gune wasn't so lucky.

This time, the demon faced up.

On the coin of fate, black light converged.

A demon covered in black flames materialized before Gune.

This demon opened a maw like an abyss and swallowed Gune's soul and body in one gulp.

And in the real world, the direct manifestation was:

Inside the small secret room, Gune's body directly turned into black ashes, gently scattering.

As if Thanos's snap had taken effect on Gune.

The welded death perspective.

Gune looked down at a forty-five-degree angle at the place of death.

There was nothing there.

His flesh and blood body, the clothes on him, had all vanished.

His gaze briefly swept over the [Reincarnation] page.

He was still in a state where reincarnation was possible.

"Indeed, the system's power is unfathomable."

Without much hesitation.

Gune clicked on reincarnation.

Ashes reversed, energy converged, flesh and blood grew.

After a few breaths, Gune was restored at the spot where he had disappeared.

But unlike before,

Gune was now completely naked.

The clothes did not revive with Gune's resurrection.

"Fortunately, I was prepared; all the valuable stuff was stored in my system bag."

"But I still lost a set of clothes."

"It seems... gambling with the coin of fate requires the most primitive, closest-to-nature way."

"I still have two more chances for resurrection."

Gune unhesitatingly continued flipping the coin of fate.

...

Two minutes later.

After resurrecting again,

Gune quickly put the coin of fate into a pre-prepared blackthorn wooden box and placed it in a corner of his system bag, ending this round of gambling with the coin of fate.

Then, Gune quickly opened the secret room door.

A moment later, Gune returned.

This time, Gune was wearing a thick set of clothes and wrapped in a quilt.

"Hoo..."

Breathing out, Gune rubbed his hands together.

"The weather is getting cold; winter is coming."

"Next time I gamble with the coin of fate, I need to find a warm place."

Gune muttered to himself.

"But speaking of which, this time's gains are substantial!"

Three deaths.

Gune accumulated five strikes from the angel on the shackles of fate.

With these five strikes on the shackles of fate,

The one bowl-thick, four arm-thick, and over thirty finger-thick chains of fate on Gune's body were all broken.

What remained were a few thin shackles as thick as yarn and hair.

Gune estimated that two, at most three more times, and the remaining fine shackles of fate would be completely severed.

At that time, he would truly break free from the bonds of fate.

Correspondingly, after three reincarnations,

Gune had also figured out some characteristics of the reincarnation function.

For example, when one is weak enough, reincarnation reduces the 'quantity' by a very small proportion, and the improvement in 'quality' is also negligible.

More plainly,

When weak, reincarnation, aside from resurrection, is almost useless.

These three consecutive reincarnations brought Gune back to the level after his first reincarnation a week ago.

Even if he reincarnated again, there was almost no room for decline.

"Although my strength has decreased a bit, the massive severing of the shackles of fate makes it hard for others to spy on or scheme against me."

"So for the next while, I'll just idle to increase my strength and become a first-rank blood curse master as soon as possible."

"At the same time..." Gune rubbed his fingers slightly.

"Maybe I can discuss with Father Cohen about adding some more powerful spells."

"Rocket Art and Arc Arc Art are just ordinary spells, and their attacks are straightforward, lacking in strangeness."

"Ring Bombardment, not worth mentioning."

"Strange methods combined with my blood curse master abilities will give me sufficiently excellent combat capability."