because i am stel

But before doing it, she also remembered that she had allowed Athena to resist with all her strength.

"Athena." She nodded to the goddess in front of her.

And the goddess in front of her gracefully lowered her body slightly and responded. "Sturtle."

"Does the promise you made earlier still count?" the beautiful and intellectual goddess asked her.

"Of course it counts." Miss Stelter replied.

"If you want to attack, I allow you to attack first. You can attack me in any way you can think of and do. And I will fight back after that, and then kill you." The girl His fingertips lightly rested on the suspended Levantine blade.

"I will kill you, and then I will reshape your soul and body for you - your new identity will be similar to a demigod. But it is no longer related to the god system, but simply holds the permanent life of the demigod level And combat power. This is the reward you can get for doing things for me, and using force against me is an extra reward. Even if you can really hurt me, I will not take any anger at you because of it. "

Miss Shirtle, her tone was flat.But every word she uttered is a golden rule that is bound to become a reality.

Because 'fate' no longer exists.

And her will is a new destiny that thousands of sentient beings on this land must accept no matter how repulsed they are.

"Sure enough, you are more like a god than a concubine, and more like us...philosophical meaning, not reality. Shirtel..." Athena held the scepter, but she had no intention of fighting. "However, I have another proposal."

"Tell me about it?" Miss Stelter tilted her head slightly.

"I don't want to die, and I don't want all my fellow clansmen to die cleanly, but I am the only one alive." Athena waved her scepter lightly. "This concubine wants to save my fellow clan...to create a turning point for this hateful tragedy before everything happens."

"You want to interfere with time?" Miss Struter raised her eyebrows slightly. "I don't think this is feasible, and it's just how troublesome it is to modify the butterfly effect caused by the past. At the very least, that is the blow from the air 50 years ago. Even now, I can't find it. Ways to deal with it. I can disperse the stars, I can destroy the gods. But after all, the object of my battle is only the shadow of the power that killed the world, it is just a trace, it is just a residue. And if I directly face the body of that power..."

Miss Shirtle's fingertips lightly slid across Levantin's blade.

"I'm not sure I can beat it. But I'm sure you can't, all of you gods combined. And even if I can win, the whole earth will be destroyed by the remnants of the power I unleashed when I fought it .”

"But what if you don't need to fight, but run away?" Athena looked at her, but the eyes of the virgin goddess were extraordinarily firm. "Modify our past and re-weave a destiny for the Olympus Protoss. Let us break away from the gods early and get rid of the identity of the star-soul tentacles to obtain an independent body. Just like what you originally planned to do for me !"

The air quieted down.

In the entire vast God's Domain, there is only the sound of the eternal twilight fire hunting and burning.

Ms. Shirter cheered up a little bit, and stared at the girl god who had returned to the prototype in front of her—she could easily see through the weakness of the camouflage, and then analyzed Athena's inner determination and firmness.

"Insatiable... If the traverser standing here is not me, maybe you will get such a response." Miss Shiertel turned her gaze to the other side of the earth. "But I'm different from other time travelers...Give me a reason, Athena, why should I do this extra work?"

"Because you are Shirtel." Athena seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. "Although the time with you is not long. You came here only to save the world. Just to continue the civilization of this planet. Human beings will survive, and it is the result that you achieve when you complete your purpose. It is not that you have to done."

"Go on?"

"Yes. The reason why you choose to kill all the gods is because you judge that the gods cannot be saved. But mortals can still be saved, so you protect mortals and fight against the gods. But if the gods also have a chance to save, if The gods also have hope to survive this catastrophe, so wouldn't two different civilization carriers be more conducive to your goal of saving the world?"

"........."

"Change the past, defeat the primitive gods who have not yet been sealed into the mythical realm, and are still walking on the earth. Weave a new destiny for us, and we will leave. Far away from this planet. Only energy and conceptual space will be left The shell fills the emptiness of this history. In this way, what you can save is not only people, but also gods. And for you whose purpose is to save the world, wouldn’t this be a more thorough and happy ending ?”

"..." Miss Shirtel was touched by the nerve of the perfect ending.

"It's not without reason that you are called the Goddess of Wisdom by the world. Athena." The fiery-haired god-slaying girl nodded solemnly. "However, there are still a few questions that need to be clarified. Because all effects have a cause, and I need to think about it holistically—what can you gain from this entrustment? What can I gain from it? And...how to realize your goal idea?"

Athena turned her gaze away and glanced at the entire burning Olympus God Realm.When she returned here, erosion had already appeared on every individual god.Except for herself, who was temporarily immune to the erosion of starlight by the flames buried in Shirtel's body, all the gods had no room for salvation.

She didn't actually know them.Most do not know.

Because she is the spirit of the earth, she was transformed into Athena by accepting the myths spoken by mortals.But in fact, the time she was active on the earth was only in the distant past, when the mythical realm had not yet formed a short period of human and god mixing.And the short experience he had after waking up in the Parthenon Temple.

Their life and death had nothing to do with her.

but……

"Gods are influenced by human beings. Concubine is the fourth king of gods who has never been crowned in any mythological scriptures, but is destined to rule the gods of Olympus." Athena clenched her hands scepter. "The concubine is responsible for them, so the concubine must fight for a chance of survival for them."

"As for you, Sylter...you can't save everyone now. But you can in the past...Greek mythology is very old. It is difficult to directly target and jump, but it is not impossible to go back stepwise. Oceania, North America, South America, you can interfere with the mythology of the gods there before they are born. And then reality can be corrected by your actions."

"You can save everyone. Shirtel. The whole world, everyone who will die in this catastrophe...all the polluted gods will be killed by you at the moment of transformation due to the interference of the source. And When you end time travel and return to the normal time axis, you don't need to choose between East and West!"

After she finished speaking, her eyes widened.He clenched his fists, waiting for Shirtel's final decision.

one second.

two seconds.

The twilight fire that had consumed God's Domain stagnated immediately, and in the next moment, it gathered rapidly towards Miss Shirtel's location.

Everything quickly quieted down again.

And soon, except for this dilapidated palace suspended in nothingness.The entire God Realm was dead silent.

"You will still die." Miss Stelter said slowly. "Your fate will not change, I will complete this commission. I will also kill you at the last step."

"You can kill the concubine at any time. The concubine will not have any resistance." The goddess bowed her head submissively, expressing her obedience.

"Very well. So, what to do?"

Shirtel asked, and then she saw the goddess in front of her turn sideways slightly.A sleeping woman who was blocked by divine power and she didn't bother to look at it was immediately exposed to her eyes.

That looks like an... Indian?

"Aisha, the third of the godslayers. The power she holds is special, and she can travel through different time axes of the planet Earth." Athena explained: "She cannot accurately use the power she holds. There are powers, but the concubine can. By using this alienated power, the concubine can take you to the past."

Aisha, the most special one among the godslayers.It does not have combat power itself, but it has unimaginable luck.No godslayer could hurt her.The disobedient gods will always die under her hands inexplicably without her knowledge.

——Strong luck, the essence of strong luck.is loved by the world.

——It turns out that she is the back door left by the subconscious of the planet itself, is it safe?No wonder she had such terrible fortune and power, no wonder she fell so easily into Athena's hands after the world died.

— Tsk, let’s talk about it.There is still some possibility of this plan being implemented... Anyway, since the route to a perfect ending has been opened.So what does it matter if I become a magical girl again?

——Anyway, it’s nothing more than a little more workload.After all, I still want to kill all the gods in the sky and the world.

A brief thought, over.

So Miss Steele nodded.

"Let's go to the first stop," she said.

Chapter 130: World Correction

Myths, urban legends, bedtime stories.

For this world, the natural spirit will never lack a carrier for boarding.

Even if all myths are extinguished before they are born, those powerful spirits will still reside in well-known stories, novels, and even gossip, and their combat effectiveness will not be because the object of boarding is a city. Legend has it that they are weaker than those who are gods.

Bloody Mary must not beat Michael?In other worlds, in those worlds where the gods really existed, it might be like that.But in this world, the latter is not necessarily stronger than the former.

Therefore, it is a stupid and short-sighted action to strangle all the sources of mythology directly in the past.The correct way is to participate in their gestation.And this allows them to inherit the modified shortcomings at the same moment they obtain the legendary carrier.

Well, backtracking.

Go back to the moment when these famous fairy tales, famous stories, famous urban legends were born.Then……

Change everything.

....................................

Miss Steele opened her eyes.What came into view was a Western European city in the early seventeenth century—she saw gentlemen in bowler hats and ladies in tutu skirts driving on compacted gravel roads in carriages.I saw the pointed buildings one after another, Gothic style, and many workers and citizens were busy on both sides of the road.

[-], Denmark, Copenhagen—she understood the time and space of this region in an instant.And after she appeared, many people looked at her clothes in the afterlife and were slightly moved.

—Athena is gone.

——However, the authority to manipulate time is still in my hands... I see, is it because I am required to pay the price for revising the past?Is this the method you use to kill me?

——Then you must have underestimated me, native god.

Miss Steele snapped her fingers.Just about to perform the operation, I found that the little incongruity on my body had already disappeared silently one step at a time.Those passers-by and patrolmen who had noticed her extraordinary temperament and strange clothes also forgot this trivial detail at the moment of curiosity—they were only in a daze for a short time, and then returned to where they should be. Post, and forget everything that happened seconds ago.

"Interesting, but it's a normal phenomenon." Miss Shirtel said lightly.She sensed a kind of correction force, and that correction force is trying to smooth the light and shadow reflected when her body just appeared, and the sound waves and particle turbulence disturbed by her speech, all of which are smoothed back to the original arrangement .

This should perhaps be called the inertia of history.It is the natural erosion of the long river of time.Ms. Shirter could clearly feel that the atmospheric particles disturbed by every action she made returned to the "original position they should be" under the action of this inexplicable correction force.And this eliminates the possibility of the butterfly effect in the future.

This is very common.

Modifying the past is not an understatement.Miss Steele has done similar things in many worlds.As far as the present is concerned, except for Persephone's time return in Terra, there is almost no world that does not need to face great resistance when changing the past.

Sometimes, Ms. Stelter even thinks that Persephone's file reading is true time travel, which is to completely return the state of the entire single universe to the designated time point.Rather than the world line correction, individual time travel, or the false time retrogression such as regional time reversal.Because in most cases, including the Flame of Burning Time she used on Terra, she saw basically the latter three manipulations of time.

She is very familiar with the latter three.But for the former one, she always felt that it was a bit outrageous.

So……

——What kind of time manipulation is Athena using?

Miss Steele looked down and saw a poor ant.She raised her fingertips and moved the ant from her left foot to the right side.

The corrective force immediately began to operate.First, a carriage driving slightly faster passed by, bringing with it a gust of wind.And the ant was immediately swept up by the wind, and fell back to the position it should have crawled to at this point in time.The speed of the carriage has also been compensatory slowed down, and the slowed down wind, as well as the subtle air vortices disturbed by the changes in the walking speed of the surrounding pedestrians, have precisely placed all the atmospheric particles in the place they should be at this point in history. Location.

It took... 16 seconds five five.

——Hmm...the repair method is relatively rigid.So……

She flicked her fingers, and a street sign beside the road split open and fell down.Pedestrians made panicky noises, and the passing carriages yanked the reins before they collided.The tame horse let out a rhythmic whine, and a little panic was born in the city.

And the next moment, she saw a passer-by knight who was hiding his identity approaching, he helped the road sign without a word, pushed it back to its original position, and at the same time repaired the metal with concealed spellcasting methods. Fatigue and the fine faults inside the material of the street sign - the knight used another soothing area suggestion spell before leaving.And after he walked away, there seemed to be a small temporary breakthrough in the energy circulation in his body, so that the two additional spellcasting costs were completely filled within a few seconds.

6 minutes, this time it is time for the corrective force to do its job.Compared with an ant, the impact of a road sign is really a bit larger.

So the girl got the data she wanted.And after obtaining this data, her eyes were placed on the knight who was going away.

It's just an ordinary knight—the general past of the knight can only take up a glimpse in Miss Shirtel's cognition.She soon knew that this guy was just a middle-of-the-road member of the Danish Magic Association, who was responsible for patrolling the streets and clearing small monsters every day, and had a mediocre personality and talent.And combined with this knight's past experience, the possibility of him doing good deeds without leaving a name like today... is almost zero.

It is obvious why the knight did this.It was because he suddenly thought of a good thing a few seconds ago, so he was in a good mood.And it was precisely because he was in such a good mood that he would correct this little accident.And naturally put it into short-term memory and forget it quickly.

——Sure enough, I am not in the scope of the original operating mechanism detection of this world.

——It has no way to arrange for me a knight who is already very public, so as to handle the restoration process naturally and without flaws.And this shows that the correction power is really just historical inertia, a natural phenomenon, and does not have the intelligence to detect abnormalities and prioritize the elimination of special items.

Miss Steele, thought.She is now certain that this river of time in this world is a river without intelligence.Because what she just did was equivalent to turning up a stone from the bottom of the river bed and pressing it with her fingertips—and if the river has simple intelligence.Then it will throw a crab to clamp the stone's hand instead of simply washing it with water, so that the stone will return to the original depth of the river bed.

——It should be the world line correction.

——In fact, I didn't go back in time, but simply stood in the 'now' and looked at the 'past'.And when I change the past form, it is tantamount to modifying the progress content that has been scrolled while playing the latest picture of the video.

She blinked, and the world was layered in front of her eyes—after gaining insight into the form of time manipulation, the secrets hidden behind the scenes naturally came into its eyes.

She saw two different worlds, one was Denmark in 2000, Copenhagen.The other is the scene of the battle of gods after [-], deep in the gods of Olympus—the former is alive and in motion.The latter, however, is static and unchanged.

In the past, is working.

Now, stand still.

The essence of Athena's time manipulation is to extract the sense of time of the caster in the 'now'.And used to read or modify the 'past'.And this means that all changes to the past will be immediately reflected in the present.

After all, world line correction.It's a false time lapse.Its manifestation is nothing more than standing in the present and modifying the past.So……

Miss Shirter, who was in the 'now', shuddered and regained her mobility at the 'now' time point.She looked at Athena in front of her in a superimposed state like thousands of combined shadows.She saw Aisha the godslayer lying on the temple floor, and no one cared.

So she beckoned and grabbed both Athena and Aisha into her palm.

Then she left the divine domain of Olympus and returned to the real world.

She saw that nothing had changed, she saw the evening fire, covering Amano.

So she moved, from Rome around the Mediterranean Sea.It moved unhurriedly to the streets of Copenhagen, the capital of Denmark, one of the Nordic countries.

She sees no Norse god here.But here she saw the monsters of Andersen's myth, she saw toy soldiers with eyes all over their bodies burning and killing in the streets, fighting with knights and gaining the upper hand.She saw a poisoned spindle drop from Sleeping Beauty's hand, and a poisonous mist covered half the block.

They're not gods, they're just fairy tales, just urban legends.And it is precisely because they are not powerful that they can descend one step ahead of the gods who live in the mythical realm.

She saw several great knights besieging the Snow Queen, and Pirocchio turning the panicked citizens into dull puppets.If it was an hour ago, the only thing she could do here was to burn everything with the twilight fire, and rush to resurrect the souls of the dead before they reached the polluted nether realm.but now……

"I know roughly what to do."

Miss Stelter's eyes returned to Denmark in [-].And her gaze swept across the street, and a young student with a green face but full of vigor came into her eyes.

So she walked over to this young student who seemed so full of ambition that he couldn't see the way, and patted him on the shoulder.

At the same time as he patted his shoulders, a silent flame poured into the young man's body.

"Hello, are you Mr. Andersen?"

The young man was taken aback for a moment, and when he looked at Ms. Steele, his gaze was constantly changing between focus and distraction.Until that ray of flame seeped into his optic nerve.Insert the power that does not belong to this point in time, and force history to recognize this change.He was able to see Stelter with his eyes, and immediately blushed at the young man's shyness.

"Yes... yes! I am Andersen, Hans Christian Andersen... this beautiful lady. Is there anything I can do for you?"

He seemed to want to give a hand kiss, but Miss Shirtle's hand appeared without any disobedience, and she didn't intend to take it off at all, so this young man, who was not deeply involved in the world, was so embarrassed. it's here.

And at the same time... or not at the same time.When he took the words of Miss Steele.In modern Denmark, Copenhagen, the whole city, all the destroyed and affected parts, as well as those fairy tale creations in the real world.They all fell into stasis at the same moment, and were in an unstable superposition state.

——Ah, as expected.