Text Game: It All Began when a Cat-eared Girl Took Me In-Chapter 944 - 466 Never Seen Ice Cream as a Farewell Gift? Bring Hope of Dawn to a Desperate World (4k)
"What?"
A jolt went through Luo Xi’s heart.
The anxious expression on the Black Dragon Lady Bahamut’s face did not seem feigned.
Moreover, the amount of information revealed in that one sentence was overwhelming.
A pink-haired Lolita standing nearby also slightly opened her mouth in shock.
What did it mean that the history of the world had already been influenced by Him?
Had the history of the Dream World been eroded by the Lord of Truth from a very early time?
Impossible, even if the Lord of Truth’s Strength was beyond her understanding and could influence the timeline within a small world, the condition of Big Silly back then wasn’t that poor; could it really be that he just watched Him wreak havoc everywhere?
Inside a small world, no matter how powerful an external Evil God is, it couldn’t possibly overturn the heavens.
Bahamut looked up at Luo Xi, using the power of her own destructive authority to forcefully suppress the violent emotions that were not her own, welling up inside her.
Some things had to be said now.
"Luo Xi, there’s something I haven’t told you."
"Actually, I met you a long time ago, around eight thousand years ago."
Luo Xi: "???"
The topic had shifted too drastically.
He did not understand what Bahamut was talking about at the moment.
Eight thousand years ago?
Back then, weren’t his ancestors basically wearing little to nothing, wielding stone spears and fighting wild beasts?
Even Wei’er and the others beside him thought that this woman, who had become the Black Dragon Emperor, must have gone mad just like the other Dragon Emperors.
Only Star Bell suddenly turned her head to look at Luo Xi and then glanced at the ’Moonflow’ World Tree, which was in its final revival phase, her light pink pupils becoming more shocked.
Damn, could it be...
Damn, if it is as she thought, the situation the Lord of Truth handed her this time might be almost unsolvable.
At least, with her current abilities, she did not have much confidence to overturn the situation He created unless she could find a powerful external ally to break it with strength. But in this First Quadrant, she didn’t know any of the gods; randomly asking for help could lead to inviting wolves into the house.
Initially, Star Bell thought that the Lord of Truth had only distorted the records of history, such as changing what people considered historical facts. The collective thought of Mortal Spirits, created from this, would cause a phenomenon akin to the timeline being altered.
When everyone starts to perceive one thing as another, the original occurrence ceases to exist in societal terms, even if it actually happened.
In its place was another fabricated event.
This meant that the fabricated history replaced the real history, a power sufficient to influence those Dragon Emperors; after all, they were still Mortal Spirits who had not achieved Detachment.
But these distortions did not involve actual alterations to the true timeline, so Star Bell thought an approach might be feasible, especially once Moonflow revived, such low-level tactics would be self-defeating.
Keep in mind, time and fate are the two most incomprehensible supreme rules, even her most respected Academy teacher had said that even He could not fathom the mystery of time. At best, He could utilize the temporal rules within a world by leveraging His identity as The Creation, but he could hardly truly make it his own.
Now, it seemed that the terror of that Evil God was far beyond her imagination. The timeline of the Dream World may have been distorted much earlier than she realized, and now it’s being further influenced upon the already twisted timeline. Isn’t such a method too dishonorable to use against a newly emerged deity like herself?
No wonder her teacher had mentioned that the Void in the First Quadrant was troublesome—poor void begets crafty deities, and he strongly advised them against traveling to the First Quadrant after graduation; otherwise, if one day an Evil God strikes them down and they couldn’t return, they couldn’t say he hadn’t warned them.
Of course, the main reason was that both she and Big Silly had sneakily come here without even taking the Academy’s graduation exam, splitting ways and each taking separate paths; reaching such a desperate state now was, frankly, their own fault...
Damn it, no matter what, she could only brace herself and go forward. The revival of Moonflow had become imperative, and the arrow was already notched to the bowstring.
"Trash Fish, lend me your body!"
With a light cry, brilliant and warm starlight suddenly descended upon the place.
The Star God—Bellatrix Ringstar, in the name of the deity, once again used Luo Xi’s body as a medium to descend here with the God Descending Skill.
Afterwards, infinite starlight, belonging to the divine level of Strength, entered into the forming Moonflow Tree behind, fixing the progress of Moonflow Tree’s recovery and also temporarily freezing the bodily consciousness of Wei’er and the others around, leaving only the Black Dragon Emperor Bahamut, whose expression was one of surprise but also somewhat relieved.
The young boy’s expression changed, his black hair tinted with light pink fluttering in the wind. Star Bell, controlling Luo Xi’s body, spoke indifferently to Bahamut, "Even if it’s as you say, the revival of the Moonflow Tree cannot stop. If it stops, the consequences will be even more severe. Your world might collapse immediately, while Luo Xi’s world still cannot accommodate your direct entry. That would mean everyone here will die."
Bahamut paused for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "But what will the current world become once the distorted timeline is restored? Do you know? Countless people’s memories will be subtly reconstructed, and unpredicted turmoil may occur, potentially causing our world to be destroyed even earlier due to changes in history."
