Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 451 Atlantis

Walking out of the cabin, Cleves stuck his head out and scanned the surroundings with sharp eyes, guarding against the risks that might be hidden in the dark.

As a qualified bodyguard, identifying hidden dangers for the employer is the most basic professional quality.

The unexpected retreat of the King of the Five Seas puzzled Cleves. According to his experience as an adventurer, no pirate would dislike the trouble of doing "business", let alone unexpected gains.

Moreover, the White Agate was a passenger ship. Even if the Black Emperor returned fully loaded, it would not be unable to accommodate the valuables of the passengers.

There must be something wrong with Nast Solomon's retreat
As Cleves was thinking, he glanced around and suddenly saw a familiar figure, standing in a familiar position, leisurely enjoying the sea breeze, with a familiar posture.

It's him?

Did he fight with the King of the Five Seas and the result was a draw, so he let the Black Emperor retreat?
As an ordinary person, the former adventurer's guess was obviously a little bit off, but it was not his fault. Being able to draw the correct answer through various signs was enough to prove that he was not cerebral palsy.

Speaking of the most powerful guy on this ship, Cleves thought Ron was second, and no one dared to rank first.

Not only does Ron have the aloofness common among masters, but he also possesses extraordinary strength that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve.

Let’s not talk about anything else, just talk about the murloc a few nights ago. This guy who looked like a teenager, actually killed the monster with a single slap when the monster was not weakened at all, and even made a big hole in the hard deck.

So. King of the Five Seas = Murloc?

No, he didn't necessarily use his full strength to kill the fishman.
"You were the one who solved the Black Emperor?"

He walked to Ron's side and also lay on the side of the boat, but his eyes were looking into the distance, as if he was talking to himself.

Hearing this, Ron's brows brightened with joy. Just as he was about to open his mouth to brag, he saw Cleves straighten his back again and said in a professional manner:

"I know, you don't have to say anything!"

"Thank you!"

After saying that, before Ron could try to persuade him to stay, Cleves quickly left the place.

Adventurers are like this, a few jargons and rules of the road allow them to understand each other without too much communication.

What do you know?
The blond boy was confused again, he just wanted to brag, why must it be so difficult?

I sighed helplessly. It was really a bad experience not being able to brag.

Ron adjusted his ink-black sunglasses, straightened his back, and planned to go back to the room to continue playing badly.

"Okay, now tell me, why did you come to the sea when you are just a Sequence 7 elf?"

Ron asked knowingly, without any hint of curiosity in his words.

Communicating with low-level weaklings is troublesome. These extraordinary beings, angels, and saints, their life forms are destined to be unable to observe Ron's existence.

Therefore, Ron had to pretend to be an ordinary person and communicate with them and brag. Otherwise, if he started talking about the other person's entire family history, it would only make these weak creatures terrified, afraid, and flee, rather than trusting, cooperating, and being honest.

Even someone as strong as Amon still suffered some psychological trauma from him.

It is much easier to communicate with beings of high enough status, such as the "Lord of Mysteries" or the "Original Creator". Even if they just look at each other, they can know each other's past, present, and future information and entangle each other. How does the old saying go?
The Lord of Heaven gave birth to a monkey - just like one of his own people.

Hearing this question, Winchester was obviously a little nervous. She pursed her lips, perhaps because she was afraid of Ron's force, or perhaps because she was afraid of the contract that the final right of interpretation belonged to Ron. In the end, she answered honestly:

"I, I'm here to find the origin of the elves!"

"Since I was born, I have occasionally dreamed of a city buried underwater. I can't see what it looks like, but my intuition tells me that it is the origin of the elves."

"My blood tells me to look for it, to look for my hometown. Once I find it, I can restore the glory of the elves!"

Humph, you must have made up the second half of the sentence. The guidance from your bloodline doesn't have the power to help you defeat Leodero.
Ron nodded thoughtfully, without discouraging Miss Elf's enthusiasm, and continued to ask without any curiosity:

"Do you know the name of that city?"

The elf looked embarrassed for a moment, but when she saw Ron's cute little appearance, she immediately put aside her previous prejudice and answered hesitantly, as if she herself was not too sure:

“I only know one thing.”

"It seems to be called Athirna, no, Tyrantis, that's not right either."

"Is it Atlantis?"

Seeing the elf being so stupid, Ron curled his lips and corrected the elf's name.

"Yes, that's it! How did you know? Where have you been? "

Winchester's eyes lit up, and he quickly came to Ron, staring at him without blinking.

Humph, how do I know? Of course, I saw it from the blood mark on your body when you opened your heart and prayed to me.
Ron curled his lips, then looked down from an infinite height, taking in the scenes under all the water bodies on the entire planet.

Countless images passed through my sight, images of the past, present and future intertwined with each other.
However, after working hard for a long time, the great "God of Time and Space" did not find anything.

It’s as if the so-called “Atlantis” never existed.

There is no past, no present, and no future. It won't appear at a certain paradoxical time point.
Ron frowned slightly, making a secret inference in his mind.

The paradoxical time point is when people from the present or the future go back to the past, causing new changes to the entire world, thereby causing the future to be changed and hiding something between existence or non-existence.

For example, the famous grandfather paradox: if you go back in time and kill your grandfather, will you still exist? According to linear logic, if your grandfather died, you would not exist at all.

And since you don't exist, you can't assassinate your grandfather.

Now comes the interesting part. Since your grandfather will not die, you have another ending, which is to continue to be reborn and travel back to the past to continue assassinating your grandfather.

Time forms a paradox, and paradox forms a cycle. Your grandfather and you will never be able to exist in the normal timeline. In other words, you may exist or you may not exist.

Your attempt to assassinate your grandfather is so close to success, but it will never succeed. It will only go on an endless cycle in the paradox and will never reach the end.

(End of this chapter)