My queen is rebelling!

Chapter 166: Shocking Origins – The Twin Sisters of a Thousand Years Ago!

Following the faint blue bridge, Cohen walked further and further away, each step feeling like treading on a flowing galaxy. The further he went, the more blurred the surrounding scenery became, as if the veil of time and space was slowly being lifted.

The River of Memories!

This was the River of Memories belonging to Melantha.

The extraordinary characteristic of the potion "Truth I" was that it could help the drinker reproduce the River of Memories, and by traversing the River of Memories, one could seek out the truths missed in life.

However, the further Cohen walked, the more he felt that something was amiss. Melantha's River of Memories was far too long.

He and Melantha should be about the same age. Childhood memories would only span twenty-odd years, surely not enough to walk for so long without reaching the end.

Just as he was filled with doubt, suddenly, Cohen felt a violent tremor. An inviolable, overwhelming will suddenly pressed down on him, and his entire vision went black, as if he was about to fall into an endless abyss…

At the same time—

A dreamlike and illusory place, like a mysterious island floating above the River of Time.

Brilliant light was its eternal backdrop, as if countless suns were shining simultaneously, yet not dazzling.

In the sky, dreamy colors flowed, woven from the threads of various memories. They shimmered with faint light, telling countless stories of the past.

The ground was paved with ancient memory stones, these stones engraved with the marks of various eras, including the hunting of blood-drinking savages, the barbaric and primitive Bronze Age, and the smoke and flames of ancient wars. Each stone was a history book.

All kinds of mysterious and fantastical scenes told a single truth:

The Kingdom of God, this was the divine kingdom of a deity!

In the very center of the divine kingdom stood a giant Tower of Memory, its body entirely made of transparent crystal, dreamlike and illusory.

This Tower of Memory sealed the memories of all things in the world. Light flowed within the tower, as if perusing the memoirs of billions of living beings.

A giant throne hovered in the air, and a middle-aged man with an indiscernible face sat on the throne.

The middle-aged man was like an eternal watchman in the River of Time, his figure illusory and real, surrounded by flowing light and shadows, a vortex woven from countless memories.

A deity with great divine power, the God of Truth and Memory, Loshein Inne.

Loshein slowly opened his eyes, his pupils as deep as an abyss, looking towards the Tower of Memory not far away.

Then, he let out a soft exclamation:

"Interesting, a mere ant dares to stow away on someone else's River of Memories?

And why is this River of Memories so strange…"

He quickly lost the desire to investigate further. A deity's time would not be wasted on ants.

He casually pointed towards the void, as if swatting away dust, preparing to eliminate this ignorant ant.

Ares was right, with your temper, it's no wonder you haven't been able to marry for tens of thousands of years!" (See Chapter 30, "Fight, Young Man!")

A cold female voice sounded:

"You are moving my person!"

Loshein widened his eyes and said angrily:

"Isn't the one you chose supposed to be a female divine chosen one?

This kid is a male, and he's not a divine chosen one either!"

The woman's voice seemed to come from the endless void:

"The 'Eternal Heart' is on him, indicating that this person is extremely important to the one I chose.

So he cannot die, at least not now.

Otherwise, the one I chose is likely to fall into madness because of this, or even trigger it in advance… This is something I cannot accept."

Loshein's mouth twitched slightly, his tone very strong, saying:

"Crazy woman, he's stowing away on the River of Memories, he's coming into contact with the truth of that thing, he…"

The woman's cold voice directly interrupted Loshein's words:

"He's just an ant, so what if he learns the truth?"

Loshein also came up with a quick idea at this time, saying:

"Didn't you say that he is an extremely important person to the one you chose?

What if he tells her?

She wouldn't be an ant, would she."

The woman was silent for a moment, then said:

"You directly send him to the destination. After he finishes his business, send him back."

Loshein almost spat out a mouthful of old blood after hearing this. Was he, a dignified deity with great divine power, being asked to be a ferryman for a human like an ant?

"Don't want to?"

Loshein stubbornly said:

"Okay, but you have to tell me how you main gods are planning to deal with this 'Domain of the Gods' crisis!"

The woman's voice slowly sounded:

"Preparing… to move!"

…

Cohen suddenly opened his eyes, as if waking up from a nightmare.

He vaguely felt a powerful will locking onto him just now.

He gently stroked the "Eternal Heart" hanging around his neck. It seemed that the spatial storage pendant that Queen Sister gave him had saved him at the moment of near death.

Cohen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he murmured in his heart, Sister, are you really related to the deities?

Cohen shook his head, throwing these unnecessary thoughts out of his mind. So what if he knew now?

With his own abilities, he couldn't change anything. Only by becoming stronger as soon as possible was the fundamental solution!

Cohen took a deep breath, stepping on the faint blue bridge, looking back, it was an endless, unfathomable darkness.

No, this wasn't the road he had walked. He had been sent here!

Truth?

Truth!

The truth of the River of Memories!

Someone wanted to conceal something!

Cohen's gaze became firm again, and he continued to walk forward!

Colorful light bands swept past him, like fragments of years interwoven together.

In the distance, Cohen saw ancient and distant scenes—

Floating city-states rose in the morning light, people wearing strange clothes worked and lived;

Knights wearing "God-Demon Equipment" charged on the battlefield, followed by the pinnacle of alchemy and magic—war puppets;

A grand palace ball, handsome gentlemen and beautiful ladies gracefully rotated under the brilliant magic lights, with ancient royal emblems on their chests!

Cohen was directly stunned. These scenes all reminded Cohen of a mysterious country—the Arcane Empire!

Strange, shouldn't I be going to Melantha's "Realm of Truth"?

Why am I seeing scenes from the Arcane Empire?

Thinking of the previous anomaly, Cohen's expression became much more solemn.

He continued to walk forward.

The surrounding air also changed, sometimes warm like a spring breeze, sometimes cold like winter frost and snow, as if traveling through different eras, witnessing the forgotten glories and vicissitudes in the River of Time.

The bridge finally came to an end. Cohen looked into the distance, and the bridge actually extended from a magnificent building!

Looking at this building, which was exactly the same as in the extra-data film in his previous life's game, Cohen took a cold breath, his eyes filled with a strong sense of horror—

The Arcane Empire, the Imperial Palace!

Cohen pursed his lips tightly, his expression becoming more serious than ever.

He thought it was just an ordinary rescue operation, but it had brought him to the Arcane Empire's imperial palace a thousand years ago. What exactly were Melantha and Mavis?

Wait!

"The Land of Lost Things"?

Belmode said that she found the sisters Mavis and Melantha in "The Land of Lost Things"!

But "The Land of Lost Things" is the imperial ruins left behind when the Arcane Empire collapsed a thousand years ago!

A nearly impossible guess flashed through Cohen's mind.

Cohen slightly opened his mouth, trying to drive this absurd guess out of his mind, but it seemed to have taken root and sprouted, constantly burrowing into the depths of Cohen's mind.

Cohen immediately quickened his pace and soon arrived at the end of the bridge, a bedroom full of magic and technology!

Cohen saw at a glance a square glass cover not far away, inside lay a pair of baby girls!

Hiss!

Cohen didn't know how to describe his current mood. Before long, he heard a series of footsteps.

The magic circle on his chest flickered, and he disappeared into the bedroom.

The comers were a pair of noble young couples, who looked like the biological parents of Melantha and Mavis.

The man spoke, and the first sentence not only shocked Melantha, who was lying in the glass cover, but also shocked Cohen so much that he almost jumped up.

The man said to the woman beside him:

"I have already asked the people at the research institute, this magic circle can stop time for at least *** years, but it can only work on life with very weak aura.

We can only send our daughters to *** years later."

Cohen felt his scalp tingle. What terrifying heights had the civilization of the Arcane Empire reached? It could actually stop the flow of time with a human body?

Strangely, the specific time that came out of the man's mouth seemed to be covered up by some unknown force, and Cohen didn't hear it clearly.

But he was no longer in the mood to care about this detail at this time, because the man's words had fully explained the origins of the sisters Mavis and Melantha.

Melantha was also completely shocked by the man's words.

She and her sister Mavis actually came from the Arcane Empire a thousand years ago!

The conversation between the two continued.

The woman sobbed a few times, her voice almost pleading:

"Does it really have to be done this way?

The empire may not really collapse, didn't Father say that he is still trying his best to save it?"

Father?

Hearing the woman's address, Cohen understood the other party's identity.

A princess, a consort.

He didn't expect that Mavis and Melantha also had the blood of the Arcane Empire's royal family flowing in their veins.

Hearing the woman's request, the pain on the man's face flashed, and he said in a deep voice:

"The disarray and collapse of 'Arcane' are irreversible. You just gave birth a few days ago, and there is news I haven't had time to tell you yet."

The man paused for a moment, his voice much lower:

"The Ancient Elf Culture Heritage Research Institute… is gone!"

The Ancient Elf Culture Heritage Research Institute?

Hearing this, Cohen's heart jumped. Wasn't that the research institute that he and Windsor had seen in the nightmare illusion of "Starfall Valley"?

The "Concentric Curse Seal", including the semi-artifact "Book of Time and Space" in his hand, was also found there.

He was still planning to accompany Windsor to hunt for treasure and explore the secrets there in a while!

Before Cohen could continue to think, the woman let out a scream:

"You… what did you say?

How is that possible?"

The man's tone was heavy:

"The research institute was lifted into the sky by a huge force and then fell down and turned into ruins."

As for the rest, it's unclear, because... no one survived!

My father was the highest administrator of the 'Chronicle of Time,' and theoretically could have escaped through it.

But he didn't escape, which means everything happened too fast, not even giving him time to open the 'Chronicle of Time.'"

Hearing this, Cohen felt as if struck by lightning, a thunderous explosion in his mind.

The scenes that unfolded in the Nightmare Mist Illusion a few months ago came flooding back!

A plain, ordinary gray-robed researcher was so clear about the usage and repair methods of the 'Chronicle of Time.'

He even knew about the backup of the Empire's civilization and the secrets of the Elven Tomb. This was information an ordinary researcher wouldn't have access to.

And most importantly, the gray-robed researcher's last words—

"Those are… the names I've been thinking of these last two days, for my twin granddaughters who are yet to be born…" (See "Chapter 98: The Arcane Empire's Civilization Backup!")

Understood, everything is understood.

That gray-robed researcher was this man's father!

And the unborn twin granddaughters the gray-robed researcher mentioned are Mavis and Melissa!

As the Empire Princess's father-in-law, knowing so many secrets is perfectly reasonable!

Cohen's gaze turned to Mavis and Melissa in the glass罩, after a long silence, his gaze gradually became firm, and a determination arose in his heart—

I was just thinking of letting your granddaughters' names be remembered by later generations, but I didn't expect your granddaughters to actually survive.

Don't worry, I will protect them well for you!

I will help them fulfill your wish and recreate the great miracle in the history of human civilization!

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The woman in the bedroom, upon learning of this desperate news, felt as if all the strength had been drained from her body, almost collapsing to the ground. Then, as if remembering something, she forced herself to say:

"Pope… isn't the Pope trying his best to contact the gods?

Are there any results?

Will the gods just stand by and watch our empire be destroyed?"

A hint of coldness flashed in the man's eyes, and he said coldly:

"The gods?

If all of this is…"

The picture stopped there, and the entire scene shattered like glass, followed by a blinding white light.

The glass罩 containing Melissa and Mavis suddenly floated strangely in mid-air.

Melissa in the glass罩 looked into the distance, where a towering and magnificent palace stood not far away.

Immediately afterwards, a scene like the end of the world unfolded:

The city-state's skyline was obscured by a thick smoke, and the magnificent palace tilted and collapsed like a broken halberd, the ruins burning in the fire, and the undulating painful wails and screams pierced Melissa's ears like dense needles.

It stung her almost to the point of collapse.

Those were the cries of the Empire's citizens before their deaths!

Feelings of loneliness, despair, sadness, and pain assaulted Melissa, trapped in the body of an infant.

Her soul struggled and trembled in this hellish vortex, on the verge of shattering.

Melissa was trapped in a small glass罩, the immense pain was unbearable, and her willpower began to collapse, the light in her eyes about to extinguish.

Just then, Melissa felt a warm sensation emanating from her chest, which immediately spread throughout her body like an electric current.

It made Melissa's soul tremble uncontrollably, like a dying flower regaining sweet rain.

Then, she saw a scene that she would remember for the rest of her life:

A young man wearing a mask walked slowly out of the terrifying scene like the end of the world, his pupils flickering with doting and tenderness, effortlessly opening the glass罩, gently picking her up, and whispering:

"Don't be afraid, I'll take you out."

Melissa felt an unprecedented sense of security and warmth, a feeling like the brightest star in the long night, reaching deep into her soul, her whole heart filled with emotion and softness.

The picture shattered again, and this time, everything around was a void of white.

Cohen and the other two also returned to normal.

It was natural for the infant Melissa to be held in someone's arms.

But for the two adults to be hugging like this again seemed a lot more ambiguous.

Melissa didn't seem to have recovered from the near-death emotions, her hands hanging around Cohen's neck, her slender jade legs tightly wrapped around Cohen's waist.

The fullness of her chest was squeezed out from both sides of her ribs, revealing a few patches of snow-white.

Her eyes were tightly closed, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

Cohen suppressed the lewd thoughts in his heart, gently patted Melissa's back, and comforted her emotions.

Finally, Melissa slowly woke up, and upon waking up, she found herself embracing a strange man in such an ambiguous posture.

The fair tips of her ears instantly flushed red, wanting to get down, but found that her limbs were not listening to her.

An angry voice sounded:

"Let… let me down."

Cohen easily released Melissa, who immediately took a few steps back upon landing.

Her cold gaze stared directly at Cohen, and soon, the memories in her mind recovered, and Melissa recalled the scene just now, she understood that it was this man who had saved her.

In that desperate and painful situation, if it weren't for him, she would have definitely collapsed.

Recalling the feeling of nostalgia and warmth just now, Melissa's heart softened all of a sudden, and her eyes became exceptionally gentle.

Cohen concealed all the emotions in his heart and said with a smile:

"Hello, Miss Melissa, it's really unexpected that our first meeting would be under these circumstances!"

Melissa bit her thin lips lightly, and only then did she begin to seriously size up Cohen.

Soon, a hint of astonishment flashed between her brows, and she asked uncertainly:

"Lord of Shadows?"

Cohen said with a faint smile:

"As expected of the witch's most capable intelligence officer.

That's right, I am the 'Lord of Shadows.'

After taking the magic potion 'Truth I,' you fell into a coma, and your vitality was also rapidly draining away.

The witch found me and asked me to find a way to save you.

I found that the reason you were in a coma was because your consciousness had sunk into the 'Realm of Truth' and couldn't get out.

So I used the magic circle to enter your 'Realm of Truth.'"

Melissa widened her eyes, looked around at the surroundings, and asked in a low voice:

"'Realm of Truth'?

You said this is the 'Realm of Truth'?"

Cohen's attitude was surprisingly gentle, and he patiently explained to Melissa the effects of the magic potion "Truth I."

After listening, Melissa's already fair face became even paler, and she said in a low voice:

"So… so, what I saw just now was not an illusion, but… but…"

Even though everything was in front of her, Melissa still couldn't accept the bizarre and shocking fact that she came from the Arcane Empire's royal family thousands of years ago.

Cohen slowly came to Melissa's side and said softly:

"The past should be the past, it doesn't matter who you are, what matters is who you want to become.

If you are willing, no third person will know what happened here, and you will still be the same you."

Melissa's nose twitched slightly, and she didn't know why, she really wanted to burst into tears in this man's arms.

Cohen slowly reached out his hand and said solemnly:

"Let's go, Miss Melissa, I'll take you home!"

Melissa slowly reached out her hand, and then tightly grasped Cohen's outstretched hand.

At this time, Melissa no longer had the coldness and sharpness of a high-level female agent when she was lurking in the "Black Tomb", but rather like a girl next door.

She drew from Cohen emotions that she had never felt in her sisters Belmodi and Mavis, and her heart was filled with an indescribable and inexplicable emotion.

A bridge with a faint blue light began to extend under the two people's feet.

Cohen led Melissa onto the bridge and said softly:

"Hold on to me, next we have to cross a very long river of memory, and if we are not careful, we will fall into the boundless memory again."

Melissa asked in a low voice:

"River of memory? What is that?"

Cohen explained:

"The extraordinary characteristic of the magic potion 'Truth I' is to help people recreate the river of memory, allowing the user to cross the river of memory to seek the truth they once missed.

But due to the uniqueness of Miss Melissa, the power of the magic potion directly took you back to the eve of the Arcane Empire's destruction thousands of years ago, which led to the time span of the replicated river of memory being too large, and the degree of danger also increased exponentially…"

Cohen paused when he said this.

He thought of the time number that was covered up when Melissa's father spoke just now.

A chill couldn't help but run down the back of his head.

Is it really just a thousand years ago?

What exactly did those existences that overlooked the continent's beings cover up?

What exactly is there along the way in Melissa's river of memory!

Melissa's voice woke Cohen from his thoughts:

"What should I do?"

Cohen came back to his senses, glanced at the "Eternal Heart" on his chest without leaving a trace, and said with a smile:

"It's okay, I promised you, I will definitely take you out!"

Melissa bit her lip lightly, and a watery color appeared in her eyes.

Her voice was soft and shy, and she said in a low voice:

"Thank you, you saved my life, I will repay you."

Cohen, who was considering the problem, didn't notice the special emotions in Melissa's words, and said casually:

"No need, someone has already paid the reward for you in advance, these are all things I should do."

Melissa thought the other party was talking about Belmodi.

In fact, Cohen was talking about the gray-robed researcher in the "Nightmare Mist Illusion" who had taught him a lot of knowledge and provided great help, and was also Mavis and Melissa's grandfather.

Melissa was a little annoyed by Cohen's lack of understanding, snorted softly, and her jade hand couldn't help but exert a little force.

Cohen didn't notice anything, tightly held Melissa's fair and warm jade hand, stepped onto the blue bridge, and walked towards the depths of the void!

At this time, he only had one thought in his heart, since someone didn't want him to see the truth along the river of memory, then they would definitely send him back to the original place again!

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