Restart Meimao

Abandoning the idea of a head-on battle with Zeus, Johnson retreated into the gap between time and space, and the dark blue light wrapped his body to resist the sucking power of the turbulence of time and space, he was like a traveler floating in the sea of Wang Yang, struggling to find the right direction.

Endless light and shadow converge, the mind wanders and explores in it, Joson floats in this vast ocean of time, there is no concept of direction in the void, the passage of time is also very blurred here, light and shadow are intertwined into various pictures, many great moments in history, like movie clips passing in front of the eyes.

He is a wanderer in the void, lacking specific coordinates and anchors, it is difficult to return to his own time, the dark blue light shines, and the traveler constantly drifts forward in the long river of time and space.

If you want to travel in the chaotic time and space, not by your own strength, but in the degree of control over the laws of the world, even if you can sink a 10,000-ton giant ship with one punch, but in the long river of time and space, unscrupulously exerting power, may only rotate back and forth in the flash of light, here is always in endless turmoil, body and soul are squeezed – pressed and impacted all the time, and the slightest mistake will be lost in the darkness.

Joson slowly adapted to the continuous oscillations of the long river of time and space, he was like a fish diving in the deep sea, with the help of the power of the current to move forward more quickly, swimming in this long river with no end in sight, and no end in sight, countless lights and shadows flashed away from the side, the mind extended in, and saw scattered pictures, a historical moment, or a microcosm of the changing times, those famous figures who existed in history textbooks, vividly appeared in front of them.

The mind constantly enters the historical fragments intertwined with various lights and shadows, as if witnessing the rise and end of one era after another, the ancient ancient countries of the East, the Western powers at war, the historical evolution of this world, condensed into a long movie, slowly played in Jossen’s mind.

Among them, he has tried to change, as a butterfly tracing the long river of time and space, occasionally flapping its wings, it is also a normal thing.

Joson wanted to know whether his personal power could stop the course of time, so he tried to change the trajectory of a bullet, hoping to keep the famous president in American history alive, but soon after a few days, Kennedy still died, only this time he was shot in the White House, and the murderer was still a psychotic maniac.

The young man who saw the result, thoughtfully, under the surface of light and shadow, his mind touched an invisible fluctuation, exuding strange and obscure power, seemingly fragile, shattered when touched, but extremely repairive, like a tumbler, no matter how powerful the force hit, it can always stand up shakily.

I want to push history to another trajectory, but this invisible fluctuation will constantly correct, like an irreversible trend of fate, bringing it back to its original direction.

Things in the past can’t be changed because time modifies unless you completely destroy the normal timeline and create a new parallel world.

Johnson smiled slightly, his mind slowly retracted, no longer entangled in the paradox of time and space, he had no intention of changing history, he just wanted to write the future.

In the long and lonely time and space travel, his mind began to settle, observe and think, touch and feel, time and space is a vast and boundless novel field, with the universe cube, he can save a lot of accumulation, more quickly to learn experience and integration.

Anyway, in this magnificent river, there is no meaning of time, it itself is a collection of time and space, and the traveler slowly projects his mind, looking for the node of the advent era.

The illusory pictures flashed one after another, Jossen turned a blind eye, if you want to return to the original era, you must first find the source, the place where everything began.

The mind spreads like a tide, turning into countless silk threads extending into the fragments of light and shadow, searching, searching, sensing… Then he saw a familiar scene of the times, like a picture scroll slowly unfolding.

Don Stone Castle, Norway, 1942.

The morning light had not yet risen, the deep night covered the earth, and the sound of artillery fire could be faintly heard in the distance, and the war continued even in the silence of the night.

A loud roar shook the ground, the steel behemoth rumbled and easily broke the doors of the church, and in the smoke and dust, a large group of Nazi soldiers swarmed out and occupied the inconspicuous dilapidated church, searching around like sharks smelling blood.

“It took me a long time to find this place.” A figure appeared in front of the collapsed church door, behind which were two beams of projected light.

The German officer, dressed like a Gestapo, walked into the interior of the church with indifference in his eyes, as if he were admiring sightseeing, looking at the ancient church that had stood for many years, even the carved patterns on the walls became blurred, and the candle flame swayed in the wind.

“I think you’re a very knowledgeable person, and at this point, we’re pretty much the same.” The German officer stood in front of the old man, exuding a great sense of oppression.

“I’m not like you.” The old man guarding the church retorted that he hated the German Nazis.

“No, what others see as superstition, you and I both know that it is science, we are both people who see through the future.” The German officer was not impressed, and it took him a long time to find a clue about the existence of that great creature.

“All you are looking for is an ethereal legend.” The old man said so, he would never tell this group of madmen where that thing was.

“Then why do you bother to hide?” The German officer took off his hat and walked to the sarcophagus in the center of the church, and the heavy lid of the coffin, which several soldiers could hardly push together, was easily pushed open by his hands.

A dry skeleton lay inside, emitting an unpleasant smell of decay, and the German military reached out and took out a crystal clear cube, and fever surged in their eyes.

“It is the most precious treasure in Odin’s treasury—it will not be considered a burial!” The German officer let go of his hand, and the crystal clear cube fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.

“But I think it’s nearby, are you right?” He looked at the old man like a wolf with a fierce look.

“I can’t help you.” Seeing that he had not deceived this Nazi leader, the old man turned his head indifferently.

“But you can help your village, here are your friends, your family, why let them die.” The German officer waved his hand, and the steel behemoth standing outside the church door turned its gun and aimed it at the surrounding buildings.

The old man gritted his teeth, but his eyes unconsciously looked at the opposite wall, which was painted with a relief of the World Tree, and a lush and dense tree stood in the center of heaven and earth.

“Euktrashir, the tree of the world, patron saint of wisdom.” The German officer, apparently well-versed in Norse mythology, reached out and touched the lines of the World Tree, and his gaze eventually rested on the snakes that gnawed at the roots of the World Tree, the largest of which was the legendary black longnidhogg, who represented despair.

According to Norse mythology, when Nidhogg bites through the world tree, which symbolizes life, the twilight of the gods will come and the world will be destroyed.

Qiao Sen, who was hovering outside the light and shadow, silently watched this scene happen, his eyes flashed with a shimmer, he stretched out his hand, and the dark blue light swallowed and condensed into a deep and brilliant cube.

The German military pressed his finger on the eyes of the snakes, and a wooden box popped out of the wall, and a dark blue light reflected his face, and a burst of ecstasy rose in his heart, “You have never seen it, have you?” This is the treasure of the gods! ”

He stared at the brilliant blue light like a river of stars, suddenly closed the wooden box, put on the big hat, and prepared to leave the church.

“Order to fire!” Indifferent words spat out of his mouth.

“Idiot, you can’t control its power, you will crush your bones!” The old man said loudly and cursedly.

“I’ve already experienced it once.” The artillery fire roared, the German officer held the gun, looked at the old man with indifferent eyes, and gently pulled the trigger.

Bang!

The hydra badge on the black trench coat is splashed with bright blood flowers.

At this time, the young man also descended into the alley of a certain movie theater.