Chapter 3902: time trick
The story of Bridges Village is a bit strange, but definitely not incomprehensible, because he is the Supreme Mage.
500 years ago, there was a witch named 'The Good Witch' in Ishilia. She had a wonderful magic box in her hand. The specific function is still unknown. Anyway, it is said that once the box falls into the hands of the bad guys, It will cause life in the world to be charred.
Because she had foreseen the future invasion of the Hodders, she wanted to find a safe place to hide the box. After she came to Bridges Village, the village chief knew what she thought and offered to help her keep it.
Why is this village chief so enthusiastic? Is it the conspiracy of this magic box?
No, the key is that although the good witch is an old lady in her 80s, she has a childlike face, a red face, plump, chubby, and very kind. She is a beautiful old lady.
He happened to be about the same age as the old village chief, and he understood everything. . . . . .
The good witch thinks that the people in this village are very good, and she is also a little interested in the village chief. In addition, people swear in the name of their ancestors to ensure that no one in the village will reveal this secret.
So she decided to hide the box here, but just in case, she used a powerful magic trick to split the timeline of the entire Bridges Village 500 years ago in two.
For example, when others cut time, it is more like cutting sausages. For example, Kang the Conqueror cuts off the flow of time horizontally, and then connects the end-to-end line segments to form a closed loop.
You can take it back and save it, or enter it to play by yourself. If you really need it, you can also add other concepts to shape it into a parallel world. It is one of the most secure timeline gameplay, because it is a scientific method and pays attention to a logical self-consistency.
The good witch's technique is to split vertically, splitting the original timeline of the village into a letter 'y', causing the two branches to go in different directions, but they are also connected to each other.
The half of the timeline, in which she and the box existed, were hidden in the pocket space, and they kept moving and hiding in high dimensions, and the flow of time was slowed down to one percent.
A hundred years have passed in the outside world, but only one year has passed in the village.
On the other half of the time line in Bridges Village, there are no witches and treasure boxes. Naturally, they stayed in the main dimension as a cover, and in the 500 years, they experienced the Horde war, the snake invasion, etc. Various natural and man-made disasters have gradually evolved into today's Siamor Village.
Because the two villages and towns are originally one, and there is a certain connection, the outside world is regarded as a cycle every 100 years.
Every one hundred years, the village of Bridges will briefly return to the main dimension, replacing the other self, and disappear after a day, replaced by the village of Shamor.
This day is their festival, that is, today, the ghost knows what it is called, probably. . . . . 'Return to Reality Festival'?
In short, this is the peach blossom garden that the good witch used magic to open up. The villagers have never experienced war at all, and they also have an almost infinite lifespan.
But any benefit comes at a price, that is, they cannot leave the village. Once anyone steps out of the village, the entire village will be 'corrected' by the flow of time in an instant, turning them all into fly ash.
Because in the outside world, their different time counterparts died more than 400 years ago, and leaving the village means that they will be synchronized to the state of the main time stream.
This is the reason why Su Ming couldn't see the guards at the entrance of the village before, because no one wanted to kill the whole village.
"So, you said it was too coincidental, and that's what you're talking about." Luther felt relieved after getting the answer, and he was almost driven crazy by his curiosity before: "The time we entered Ishelia , happened to come to this place on this rare day in a century."
"That's right, I never believe in coincidences, what about you, Lex?"
Su Ming, who nodded his head, pushed the gold coins on the bar and called the bar owner to refill himself with wine. The taste of handmade wine was different from that produced by the assembly line.
Satisfied with the answer, Luther also toasted the death knell again, and the corner of his mouth twitched lightly:
"I am a scientist, and rigor is my professional habit. I can believe in miracles, in God or in the arrangement of fate, but I absolutely do not believe in such low-probability events as coincidences."
"From what I heard, what you said is the same thing, and it doesn't seem like what a scientist should say at all."
Su Ming pursed his lips, but then smiled, and toasted with Luther.
Now that they are all sure, there is a high probability that the good witch wants to see them, so this kind of coincidence will be arranged, so they just need to drink a little wine here and wait for someone to greet them.
The music style in the bar is very interesting. Although it is played by bards and various medieval instruments are used, the tune is more like rock and the people dance very vigorously.
Damian has been holding the big cat, drinking milk with it, and occasionally peeking at the death knell with admiring eyes, or nodding secretly.
He is very longing for his father's intelligence level, and at the same time likes this kind of behavior that can explain things clearly.
Much better than Batman!
The big cat looked at him and then at the death knell, a gleam of light flashed in the originally squinted eyes.
It put down the cup with its tail curled up, jumped on the boy's shoulder, and put its furry head close to Damian's ear:
"He is your father, believe it or not."
Cats are always naughty, not to mention it is the dream of cats, more free and uninhibited.
It knows the truth of the matter, including the fact that Batman is Damian's father, but so what? To be honest, it won't make the cat feel funny. It's better to play with a ball of yarn.
So it chooses to help Zhou, sharing the deceitful pleasure of death knell, and wagging its tail, waiting for Damian to fall deeper and deeper into the lie.
Damian's hand holding the milk cup tightened for a moment, but soon loosened, he replied quietly and quietly:
"I know. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"
The boy didn't know exactly where the cat came from, but he knew that it came with the Sandman, and that he was able to walk side by side with the members of the Hentai family.
But Mao Mao's words just made the boy more sure of his past thoughts.
He turned his head and looked out the window. Through the bright glass of the bar, the flow of time seemed to slow down. He could see the Leopard girl buying flowers on the street to make a head ring for herself, and also saw that Senesto bought a green dwarf figure ,and many more. . . . .
Those who destroyed the Legion seemed to be affected by the death knell and turned into ordinary people who could live a normal life. There was no doubt about their ability to suppress these top villains.
Damian nodded silently, affirming his inner voice.
Anyway, it's better than Batman, and Bat can't even control Arkham, and it's so weak.
"Slade, I want to drink." Thinking of this, he raised the empty glass and made a request.
Although sitting on the bar stool, his legs couldn't touch the ground, but he felt that he should learn from his father in all aspects, the sooner the better.
Sure enough, Death Knell showed a fatherly smile, rubbing the heads of the boy and the cat:
"Then you two should start with a low degree and drink less. I feel like someone will come to us soon."
