I can rewind time to prevent death-Chapter 663 - 405 The Unnoticeable Change_2
Chapter 663: Chapter 405 The Unnoticeable Change_2 Chapter 663: Chapter 405 The Unnoticeable Change_2 The screen froze.
[The first Butterfly Effect’s first Ripple event has stabilized, proceeding to autonomously repair the second Ripple event, the third, the fourth, the fifth… the three hundred and sixty-seventh.]
The events being repaired were flashing by rapidly, quickly coming to an end.
[The first Butterfly Effect has stabilized.]
The scene in front of Yan Junze started to change again, with the location where he stood also transitioning.
Soon the scene stabilized, though the light was much dimmer than before.
Just as Yan Junze was squinting his eyes to take a closer look, the dim light suddenly fluctuated wildly, as if night vision goggles had been put on, turning all the scenes into a light green color but with much clarity.
Yan Junze looked around and found himself once again on the third floor of the restricted area, floating mid-air.
This time, the stabilization of the Butterfly Effect was different because he saw another version of himself in the scene.
The other him was standing in front of the Corpse Bride, Quintina’s, coffin. Quintina’s head was slightly tilted upward, her eyes rolled back as she stared at the ceiling, with copious amounts of dark aura rising from her body.
Yan Junze knew this was the moment when Quintina had fulfilled her Obsession, eliminating all the strangenesses she had merged with.
At this moment, Quintina became her true self again.
Not far away, a misty black silhouette was approaching.
At this point in time, the Yan Junze standing in front of Quintina spoke, “Obsession lifted, there’s no need for you to keep so many strange memories, let alone forcibly merge with them. You can, be yourself again.”
The Yan Junze floating mid-air listened to his own voice and felt it was somehow unfamiliar and bizarre, as if it wasn’t him speaking.
The next second, Morrison’s voice emanated from the misty shadow, “Who are you? What have you done to the Corpse Bride?”
The Yan Junze on the ground extinguished the lighter in his hand, turned around, faced the darkness, and with a smile said slowly, “She’s been liberated.”
A violent aura burst from the shadow, like a giant wave converging, charging towards the direction of Yan Junze on the ground.
At this moment, the Yan Junze floating in mid-air knew very clearly that at that time he had initiated the command to return to the Space-Time Rift, and so he had vanished on the spot.
Walk’s robes and the Knight’s Sword fell to the ground; he himself had disappeared without a trace.
The violent aura swept through, tearing Walk’s robes into shreds, crushing the Knight’s Sword into dust, strangling Quintina, who had just recovered and had no time to react, and tearing her coffin into countless pieces.
This manner of killing was obviously calculated by Reaper Morrison. After tearing through the coffin, the violent aura only affected the corridor’s wall behind it, causing a mild warp but no rupture.
The scene instantly froze.
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Truth be told, the image at this moment was extremely impactful; everything was in the midst of destruction, and with a green filter before his eyes, Yan Junze saw it all in clear detail.
A text prompt popped up in his mind.
[This is the second Butterfly Effect origin point, about to commence correction, do you wish to view the uncorrected footage once?]
“View,” Yan Junze immediately thought silently.
He was also somewhat eager to see what would happen next after he left.
The frozen frame began playing again.
The shadow that represented Morrison casually strolled forward, tilting its head, seemingly inspecting the scene and giving off the impression that Morrison himself was also surprised at the moment.
Yan Junze didn’t know what he was looking at; he floated forward, moving slightly downward in position.
This distance allowed him to closely observe why Morrison was just a black silhouette.
From this silhouette, one could discern the rough contours of Morrison’s face, and his limbs were clear as well, except these were all made of a mass of dark aura, not a physical body.
Yan Junze guessed that Morrison at this moment could perhaps be more accurately described as a special form of holographic projection.
Yet such mode of projection was terrifying; even the power of attack was so strong, there wasn’t much difference from Morrison’s actual self being here.
Before long, the scene froze again.
[This is the first Ripple event of the current Butterfly Effect. Do you wish to play the remaining 17 Ripple events?]
Yan Junze looked puzzled at the text prompt; he didn’t understand why there was a Butterfly Effect here. It seemed there was nothing unusual, was there?
He remembered escaping just like this a moment ago; at most, he was unaware of what Morrison did after his escape. But now, it seemed the guy just walked a bit closer, tilted his head to take a look, and didn’t do anything else.
He took a closer look at the surrounding environment; there were no abnormal changes.
Yan Junze touched his chin in confusion and silently thought, “Continue playing the second Ripple event.”
There was no helping it; he completely failed to understand what was going on at the site of the first Ripple event, so he could only look at the second event to see if he could discern any clues.
The scene in front of him began to spin instantly, as if entering a temporal vortex.
This time, Yan Junze felt dizzy and disoriented, as the scene seemed to undergo major changes, as if the timeline had leaped forward significantly.
The next second, the scene froze, and he was still floating in mid-air, beneath him was still a corridor, but here the lighting was bright, as if it was daylight.
A thick cashmere carpet was laid on the wooden floor of the corridor, the carpet extending all the way to the corner of the corridor without any end in sight.
