The Gold Coin flipped, and in the depths of his consciousness, Roger felt his awareness being peeled away. He sensed the ethereal presence of fate from an overhead perspective.
It was filled with countless pieces of information surrounding him, closely intertwined with his existence.
And at this moment, even with the Fate Coin as a means of resistance, an unknown powerful force seemed to want to break through this barrier, seeking everything related to Roger's fate.
This force grew increasingly stronger, and the defenses proactively set by the Fate Coin were somewhat precarious. Roger did not expect the second attack to come so swiftly, and his control over the coin still lingered on the surface.
Amidst the deadlock, he seemingly heard a voice filled with hateful oath, "Swear upon the soul, bind our fates together!"
