MTL - For Thousands of Years, My Weakest Brother Has Become a Demon King (1000 Years Later, Even My Weakest Follower Has Become A Demon King)-Chapter 269 three goddesses
Different timelines are essentially different possibilities of history.
Small-scale time fragmentation has too little impact on the overall history, even if it exists in parallel, it is harmless.
It's a bit like a low-budget sci-fi movie that William has seen before - due to the influence of a massive comet, multiple parallel worlds with subtle differences temporarily merge, but then separate again. When people compare their memories afterwards, they will find that there are many inconsistencies in their memories (Note*).
A small-scale time fragmentation will not have a serious impact, but a large-scale time fragmentation is by no means such an innocuous thing. It will not only cause serious confusion in historical records, but also cause fatal time paradoxes in the whole world due to the rupture of logic everywhere.
is like Ravenwood's time-shattering.
The two timelines with such a long time and huge difference can already be regarded as two completely different worlds from a certain point of view.
So, on this side of the timeline, what exactly is the "Rael Empire" known to the aborigines?
Before walking over to unscrew the door of the "Imperial Embassy", William already had the answer in his heart.
behind the gate, not a hallway, carpet, paintings, or whatever you should see in an embassy building.
It is a gorgeous sky that is constantly changing, and a calm lake that seems to be endless.
This door opened out of thin air in the mid-air of a lunar realm.
Seeing this, William shrugged, just as he expected—this is the so-called "imperial territory".
The only Aboriginal people who are involved in time-shattering are Ravenwood. Therefore, when Camilla was re-engraving the history of Ravenwood, those foreign imperial forces were naturally the moon monsters from the Lake of Entropy.
The empire in the eyes of the undead is the Lake of Entropy in the Moon Realm Domain.
"Camilla, shouldn't you come out and tell me about your perfect evil plan at a time like this?"
Looking at the silent scenery of the Lake of Entropy, William, who was standing at the door, took a deep breath and asked loudly.
In the next instant, a thick voice echoed in William's mind.
+ I'm more curious, why do you still have the heart to joke at such a time. Do you think doing this will let the clown come over to help you like last time?+
As Camilla's voice fell, the lake in front of the gate continued to foam as if it were boiling. A lush tree was then pulled up from under the lake.
It kept rising until it was level with William. The tree then begins to age and decay at a rate visible to the naked eye.
Although is not Camilla's body, it is also his extremely powerful clone in the Moon Realm.
However, William is not worried that the other party will suddenly shoot at him, because the "gate" shape in front of him is very narrow, and its scale is not even comparable to the scars of poisonous snakes in Black Light City.
That Void King couldn't project a powerful force through this rift.
"If I hope to defeat you by provoking infighting between you, then I will definitely lose badly. I have experienced this myself."
So, William replied.
This is both an answer and a temptation.
In the ending of the waning moon, the policy chosen by the tribunal is to buy time for them to condense the incarnation of the Holy Spirit by provoking internal conflicts between the kings of nothingness. However, the three kings of nothingness, the King of Dead Blood, the Lord of Mad Power, and the Devil of Ruin, finally reached an alliance of expediency, and together they passed through the largest lunar rift to the present world, and almost destroyed the entire Vic Continent.
In a sense, that can also be seen as another timeline.
"Experienced..."
Camilla muttered to herself.
As the tree gradually decayed, a statue of a plump woman emerged.
"It really wasn't just a failed fantasy, it was the possibility you chose."
The statue of the plump woman turned to look at William and said.
The information contained in this sentence is a bit big, but before William asked, Camilla continued:
"Disaster, I understand the purpose of your coming here. In fact, since you came to Ravenwood, your every move has been under my watch..."
"So you plan to use a fake trial weapon and a fake soul box to induce me to kill Flaro? Seriously, how did you come up with such a shocking strategy?"
In response, William interrupted the other party's words.
Frallo, as the inheritor of Neh's legacy, is not only the key to his own understanding of forest elves, but also his biggest potential ally in Sacred Tree City. It can be said that as long as he has won Flaro's submission, then his trip to Jade Province has been successful for the most part.
Therefore, in William's view, Camilla's most ideal choice is to use the asymmetry of intelligence between the two sides to lead her and Flaro into a misunderstanding and conflict—preferably a conflict that never ends.
In fact, although the rotten lady did indeed do so. But her approach was too...indescribable.
Through Ebony, who has a bunch of strange believers on his body, he used the rewards of problems everywhere as a bargaining chip, and he couldn't even make up a decent lie.
After all, the only puppets that Lady Hungry and Rot can indirectly control are those undead from another timeline. And this kind of thing can only fool him through the information gap at the beginning, but as long as Ravenwood's information is compared from multiple channels, those poor disguise are basically some window paper that can be broken with a poke.
If it weren't for William's unwillingness to burn down the entire Ravenwood Forest with a fire, then the other party would have stopped singing.
Not to mention, with the help of Flaro's soul box, he even has the opportunity to hit the opponent's flaws here.
However, before Camilla could speak, another majestic and indifferent voice sounded.
"Because only in this way can we turn this fictional history into reality before the fateful time..."
With a rustling sound as if something was crawling in the ear, a huge spider shadow was suddenly reflected under the unwavering lake surface.
The six blood-red eyes lit up one by one like searchlights under the lake, and then they all stared at themselves tightly.
"Bilise?"
After seeing the visitor clearly, the expression on William's face became a little more solemn.
God of intrigue and deceit, Whispering Queen Bliss.
"Do you want to ask next, why do I also choose to help Camilla, right?"
The words of the giant spider phantom caused slight ripples on the entire lake.
"I didn't intend to ask."
William replied in a deep voice.
The other party will definitely not answer the truth, which is unavoidable based on the nature of the other party as the incarnation of conspiracy and deception.
"So there's another one? Let him come out with him."
William turned his gaze to the tree that had been corrupted to the point of scum, and looked at the impersonal relief on the tree and said so.
Camilla let out a chuckle, the fog suddenly filled the lake, and a vague figure appeared in the fog.
A voice that was so sweet that it made one's skin goosebumps came from the fog, but there seemed to be some melancholy in his voice.
"Disaster, you shouldn't be here."
The Nightmare Lord Claw Mara said so.
In this way, the three moon goddesses who once ravaged the Blackwater Swamp area have all arrived.
"I thought the cooperation between you would not be so pleasant after that."
Looking at the blurry figure in the mist, William said calmly.
After all, Dawmara helped the King of Hope and Despair in his rituals.
"It is an ancient agreement between Camilla and me to help maintain the dream of the 40 million tree-like forest elves who fell asleep in Ravenwood... It's thousands of years before you were born."
Tamara replied.
William nodded—this was actually roughly what he expected. Even if the power of the rotten lady can affect the countless corpses here, there must be someone else who drives the undead to act like living people.
Authority is Dawmara of dreams and hallucinations, or Valk, who is keen to recreate the drama, it can only be one of them. Considering that Valk is really not a qualified partner, and the experience of cooperation between Dawmara and Camilla in the Blackwater Swamp, William had this mental preparation long before he came.
Even, he prepared a Requiem for Flaro to shield the influence of Claw Mara.
Looking at the three goddesses reunited on the other side of the doorway, William asked:
"So what? What exactly do you want to do?"
Even in the face of the pressure of the three goddesses, William didn't think they could really do anything.
The three goddesses who were still in the Moon Realm had no way to pose any decent threat to William at this moment. And the previous battle at Heiwuwang also proved that as long as it wasn't for the presence of the Void King, no matter how many moon monsters they had, it was just a food delivery for him.
The three goddesses were silent for a moment, and finally Claw Mara said:
"A try."
"What to try?"
asked William.
"Try to confirm whether the final authority for the judgment of the time line in this world - the authority called the 'right of admonition', is currently on your body.
"Although the vast majority of the nihilistic kings think this is just nonsense, it is clear that the iron-hearted widow Elle and the mad fool Valk believe so."
Tamara replied.
"Right to admonition..."
William felt as if he had heard this statement somewhere.
"Simply put, only the timeline you are in will be condensed into the real history of this world.
"So, our purpose, from the beginning, is to hope that you can come to this side of the timeline. Then see if this timeline will begin to develop into the past and the future at the same time, and eventually transform from false to true. timeline."
