The long fairy road is wonderful

Chapter 860 The beginning of time travel
Before meeting Manna Mora, Lin Tianci had many imaginations about her.

But it turns out that imagination is unreliable, and knowledge has always been refreshed.

—or destroyed.

The ten holy artifacts of creation are equivalent to the GM tools of the multi-universe world. A certain witch can use them to destroy or create a plane with a single thought.

And this kind of killer weapon, Manna Mora actually used it for spa treatment, and even threw it everywhere...

Speaking of it, Lin Tianci seems to have been sitting on the book of life for a long time.

Manna Mora didn't show any awe at all, and waved her hands indifferently:
"It's okay, that thing is very strong, and it won't sit badly."

Is it a question of whether it will break or not?
Judging from Manna Mora's habit of throwing things casually, no matter how inconspicuous things around here might be some killers, Lin Tianci dared not find another place to sit down.

Leaving aside the question of whether you can afford to pay for it if it really breaks, Lin Tianci's ass doesn't want to bloom...

Seeing Lin Tianci standing at a loss, Manna Mora snapped her fingers casually, and a chair with the style of the Eastern Shenzhou Grand Master's Chair was placed on the bedside.

"Sit down and listen to me continue."

This chair should be fine, right?
Brother Lin was really frightened by Manna Mora, but the latter didn't care about his mood, and said:

"The last two, one is called a space vesicle, which supports the 'space', and the last one is called the Pact of Time, which represents time."

As she spoke, she reached out and touched the bed behind her, and quickly pulled out a handful...

pointer?

It looks like the metal pointer used on the big bell tower, about one meter long, dusty all over, and even a lot of rust can be seen.

As far as its appearance is concerned, its fate is to be sent to a furnace to be melted as molten iron.

Throwing it away, the Pact of Time floats in mid-air, like a real pointer, with air as the dial, and if you look closely, you will find that it is slowly turning a little bit.

"A certain witch possesses the Pact of Time, so she has the highest authority over time. In my opinion, time is not a river that never returns, but a big net with countless branches."

She added:
"Every unit of measurement of time, no matter how small or large, will generate a branch of time, which extends without limit. For me, the past and the future are just a point where I can travel freely."

It sounds complicated, but as long as you understand that the Pact of Time is a veritable 'time', it can stop time with a single thought, and it can also turn back time, and even allow a certain witch to travel through time and space, whether it is the past or the future.

"I have seen countless futures, about you, I have probably seen more than 30 kinds, some of which you took over as a witch, and some of you died of illness shortly after birth, so the bond of time cannot simply predict The future, because there are countless futures."

Lin Tianci thought for a while and said:
"Did you use the Deed of Time to reverse time and send An Jianguo back to his time?"

"It's very close. To be precise, I took his soul back to the point in time when I just picked him up, and then sent him back."

In general cognition, time is a line, a straight line that can only move forward.

But in fact, time is a net, a big net that extends infinitely and has no end.

A certain witch can move freely on this network through the Pact of Time, forward or backward at will, but because this network has countless branches, it cannot be used as a prophecy spell to predict the future, after all, there are too many futures .

"The only limitation of the Pact of Time is the 'point' of becoming a certain witch. I can't go back to the time before I became a certain witch, and likewise I can't go to the future where I am no longer a certain witch."

Because in this case, there will be conflicts, which is equivalent to more than two witches existing in the multiverse world at the same time.

Lin Tianci needed to digest the amount of information, but Manna Mora didn't give him time to think about it, and said:
"In order to make the candidates more reliable, I have done a lot of work. You should have heard of the meteor shower when you were born."

This is what Lin Tianci heard from Redicia and the others when he went to the west. It is said that all the gods of the orc pantheon were killed, and the fragments of the gods turned into meteor showers and swept all the planes of the multiverse world, which is why that day The reason why children born in the year are called the sons of meteors.

Wait, does this have anything to do with Mannamora?
"It's really troublesome to explain it completely, so I'll use an analogy to explain it briefly."

Mannamora raised her hand, made a circle and said:
"Assuming that the overall strength of the multiverse world is so large, think of it as a piece of cake, and now every part has been occupied by someone. If you want the person who owns it to give up his share to others, what are you going to do? "

"Uh... bake another cake?"

Speaking of cake, Brother Lin is a little hungry.

"This is indeed a way. It's not that the overall strength will not improve, but it will be slower at a normal speed. You can understand that baking another cake is troublesome and time-consuming. It just so happens that you don't have the patience to wait. The best way at this time is to kill those who already own the cake."

"so……."

Manna Mora nodded:
"The orc god is the unlucky one who was chosen to die."

It is a fact that the sons of Meteor are very talented, but no one really knows why they are so talented.

Using Manna Mora's metaphor, the orc gods are all dead, and the part of the 'cake' they occupy is unused, and thus scattered to all corners of the multiverse world, so all the children born in that year are Extraordinary talent.

"I didn't even personally take action on this matter. I just told you that there is a book of the dead in the ten holy artifacts of creation. I just threw it into the mortal world and then released the news that someone stole my things. I am very unhappy, whoever can find it for me will be rewarded."

Mannamora looked very proud, and she said:

"At that time, many gods, organizations, and even individuals who got the news searched everywhere like dogs snatching meat and bones. They didn't want to send it back to me, but wanted to keep it for themselves to increase their strength. The so-called gods are actually so Something happened."

"Is it the orc god who found it?"

"Almost, the Book of the Dead was brought into the domain of the orc gods, and then the gods of other gods came to launch a general attack on the domain of the orc gods. The most ridiculous thing is that the book of the dead flew out together with the fragments of the domain of the gods. They didn't get any of them. You have no idea how happy I was watching from the sidelines."

"..."

What do you think, Manna Mora has a bit of a bad taste?

She really has no awe of God. After all, in the heyday of the ancient elves, even the most powerful gods had to bow their heads in front of Manna Mora. The guy who thinks about the believer all day is in his eyes.

It can only be said that the orc pantheon is really unlucky.

"My experiment was quite successful. I was born together with An Jianguo in Meteor Son. I am very satisfied with your aptitude."

All of this is just for Manna Mora to improve the quality of the candidates...

how to say……

She is really awesome.

"Where did the Book of the Dead go?"

"do not know."

do not know?
"I'm too lazy to recycle it. It's quite troublesome. Anyway, except for a certain witch, no one can hold the Book of the Dead. Let's talk about it later when I think about it."

Speaking of this, the smile on Manna Mora's face disappeared, as if she didn't want to talk about it.

Lin Tianci didn't know that although the Book of the Dead created the son of Meteor, it also directly caused An Jianguo, Mannamora's most promising candidate, to commit suicide.

Of course, that was another story, and Mannamora would not tell him in person.

Anyway, this kind of boss always has some weird personalities and hobbies. Manna Mora has a longer life than any monks, and her eccentric or funny personality is similar to that of monks... Well, it's wonderful.

The conversation with Manna Mora can be said to have solved many doubts in Lin Tianci's mind, and he finally knew why he came.

Manna Mora seemed to want to change the topic just now, and continued:
"A certain witch's duty is to maintain the balance of the multiverse world, but this job is very leisurely. It is said to maintain balance. In fact, you will not do anything and no one will rush you."

After all, there is no supervision, a certain witch is already the biggest.

"What you have to do is more simple recovery work, such as looking at the shield on your left."

Lin Tianci turned his head and saw that the shield Manna Mora was pointing to was oval, much larger than ordinary shields, and could probably be regarded as a tower shield, with dense patterns carved on it, and the material was like some kind of carapace.

"This is what I recovered when I first became a witch. It is called a secret energy shield. It can absorb all energy attacks and counterattack the absorbed energy. It is a legendary item."

"Recycling this, what does it have to do with managing the balance of the world?"

"It's simple. Send it out when you meet a need. For example, an unstoppable and powerful mage appeared on a plane, but he was so cruel that he killed all those who resisted. At this time The Mystic Energy Shield is useful, put it in a certain ruin, and then spread some news, let the right people hold it to attack the mage, and then recover it when no one uses it."

What... is this picture?
"Hmm... It's really not easy to understand. Let's put it this way, you have played games. Have you ever wondered where the equipment you drop when you play games come from?"

Manna Mora smiled and said:

"A certain witch's job is actually the same as the GM in the game. It is nothing more than distribution, recycling, and redistribution."

Now Lin Tianci understood a lot, and he asked again:
"But you just said it doesn't matter if you take the job or not."

"Yeah, it doesn't matter at all. After all, this is not a game. Let's use the example just now to illustrate, no matter how cruel that powerful mage is, what does it matter to me? What does it matter if he rules one or even several planes? Justice? Evil? That kind of thing is dispensable to a certain witch, if you are willing to do this job, it’s fine, and it doesn’t matter if you don’t want to.”

A certain witch is not a partner of justice, nor an accomplice of evil. This work of distribution, recycling, and redistribution can be done if you want to, and no one will say you are wrong if you don’t want to do it. It is very free.

Of course, this is not the only job of a certain witch. What Manna Mora said was evasive, and she didn't fully explain it to Lin Tianci.

After hearing this, Brother Lin hesitated and asked:
"You tell me so much, do you want me to take over now?"

(End of this chapter)