284 Luck and Fate

"Luck?"

The Black Dragon seemed imperturbable after his rebirth.

He was completely different from the previous Clarke, much more composed.

He watched the small Ding with interest, as a frightening radiance emitted from his evil eyes.

"Little thing, luck cannot help you."

"No one can triumph with just luck."

Ding seethingly retorted, "Isn't luck part of one's strength? In theory, with enough luck, a mortal could kill a god with a punch."

The Black Dragon laughed involuntarily.

But he still seriously debated with Ding.

"Generally speaking, something with less than 5% of ever happening is considered as something that won't happen. The probability of a mortal killing a god is less than one in countless millions."

"Unless Wizard God Lance took interest, no one could have such good luck..."

"But hold on… I smell a bit of Fate aura on you. Your origins seem unusual."

"Tell me who you are."