MTL - For Thousands of Years, My Weakest Brother Has Become a Demon King (1000 Years Later, Even My Weakest Follower Has Become A Demon King)-Chapter 239 broken time

   The sudden change in the scenery in front of him made Elis feel dizzy. After covering her head and standing still for a while, she recovered from her sudden absence.

  The air was filled with the smell of mold and alcohol. At this moment, she was no longer in the gorgeously furnished reception room, but in the depths of a deep, dark tree hole formed by tangled roots.

   To be precise, in the depths of a tree hole formed by the tangled roots of dying roots—the surrounding trees were dry and cracked, which reminded her of the shriveled mummy she had seen in the circus when she was a child.

and many more…

   Until this time, she didn't realize that the vision in front of her eyes at the moment was the scenery she saw with normal human eyes before she inherited the surname "Hemer" and obtained the [God's Eye].

   At this moment, his vision is no longer filled with the thread of time, the trajectory of magic, the color of emotions, and the reality of other forms of matter. It is the outline, material, color, viewpoint, shadow...the normal material world that mortals can see after being disguised by the veil.

   "Is that Miss Ellis?"

   Just when Elis was fascinated, a female voice called her name from behind her, which made her neck stiff.

   turned his head tremblingly, a girl with black cloth wrapped around her eyes and a lantern flickering with orange light in her hand was standing behind her.

   The other party was wearing a neat nun's uniform, with a gloomy expression that looked like some kind of ominous symbol.

   "Yes... May I ask who are you? Where is this place?"

   She turned around cautiously and asked.

   "The right question should be... when is it now, and why do you know me, Miss Ellis."

   The other party said gloomily, the expression on his face was still as stiff as a dead person, and it seemed that he would turn into a ghost and rush towards her in the next second.

  Elis, who was so frightened that he couldn't breathe, slowly moved his footsteps and stepped back, intending to find an opportunity to run away.

   But at this time, the other party suddenly raised his left hand to cover his mouth, and then laughed non-stop.

   "Hey, don't really run out. Otherwise, Lord Sibyl will have to scold me to death when he comes back."

   "You... do you know me?"

   Elis, who was confused by such a sudden interruption by the other party, looked at the girl wearing a nun in front of him with a puzzled face, and asked very cautiously.

   She was sure it was the first time they met.

  The girl stopped smiling when she heard the words, and then brushed off the dust on her elbows and replied:

"Of course I know you, Elise Homer. The last leader of the Sisterhood that Lord Sibyl can see. But since you don't know me, it probably means you're seeing me for the first time, so to speak. I'm pretty lucky?"

The second half of    is just nonsense. Since you don't know each other, it must be the first time to see her.

   thought Elis.

   But the other party was talking like nonsense, and he couldn't help giggling.

   Taking advantage of this moment, the broken clues began to regroup in Elis' mind.

She recalled the time thread that she adjusted before she lost consciousness; recalled the visions she had seen about the "past"; finally, combined with the girl in front of her, she called herself "the blind sisterhood" The Last Leader", one that wasn't hard to guess, but which sounded extremely absurd might have come to her mind.

  Although it is very incredible, her consciousness has traveled through time, to the era of the first blind sisterhood leader, Sibylla Homer.

   is like the illusion that Sibilla could see in the first person when she was in a dream, when she was in a trance. In the past, she always thought those were just memories left by Sibyl, but now...

Noticing the smell of alcohol filling his nose when he was breathing, Elis raised his hands and lowered his head, looking through the calloused hands with complex rune tattoos, he saw his mature chest, and Long straight legs.

   There is no doubt that her consciousness is now possessing Sibilla's body.

   And Sibyl's consciousness... probably went to the era he was in?

   "So... what era is it now?"

   Ellis asked in disbelief.

   "How do I know how the future will describe our chaotic age?"

   In response, the girl shrugged and replied.

   "What year is that now?"

   Elis continued to ask.

   For this question, a sly smile appeared on the other side's face.

   "According to the conjecture of Lord Sibyl, it is probably hundreds of years from your time."

   "I mean, what time is it now?"

   Ellis asked.

   Hearing this question, the other party immediately showed a "hooked" expression, and then sighed deliberately:

   "The question doesn't make sense because you can never understand that time."

"why?"

  Although he understood that he was in the middle of the opponent's greed by asking this, Elis couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked.

   "Because... well, in case you must know, it's the Platinum Calendar ■■■Year ■■Month■■Day."

"when?"

   Elis can be sure that the other party said a series of numbers, but immediately, he felt a sudden loss as if a dream had been forgotten.

   The string of numbers disappeared from her mind, without even leaving a single impression.

   "It was a time that didn't exist, so even if I said it directly like I just did, your mind couldn't understand it."

   said the blindfolded girl.

   "What is time that does not exist? Can time still not exist?"

   Elis asked suspiciously.

"It will be difficult to explain it for a while... But it can be roughly summed up as follows: One day, Lord Sibyl used his talent to shatter a certain period of his linear causal time, causing endless possibilities to appear in the list. So you are in a future that is already certain, and we are in a past with infinite possibilities.”

   "But the past time cannot have infinite possibilities."

   Elis retorted subconsciously.

  The so-called past must be something that has already settled.

   "If it is in the framework of causal time, there is nothing wrong with that."

   In this regard, the other party also nodded very frankly.

   Then she continued:

   "But if the shackles of linear causal time are broken, then the past is not necessarily certain"

   "I don't understand..."

   Ellis still looked at each other with a puzzled expression.

"Then let me give the simplest example. You must have guessed that your consciousness has been temporarily exchanged with Lord Sibylla, right? The specific principle is to use the surname of 'Homer' and the Eye of God as a The media, and then rely on the activation of the power of the eighth Holy Spirit... But if under the logic of causal time, you suddenly commit suicide with the body of Lord Sibyl, then she will never be able to pass on the blind sisterhood. , do you think that would be the case?"

   is far more than that. In this way, a bigger contradiction arises - if the blind sister will not be passed down because of Elis' suicide, how can she have this opportunity to pass back to Sibilla?

  If William were here, he would be shouting the grandmother paradox.

"But it's actually a very common misconception that time is a linear, causal thing. While it's true most of the time, in some special cases, such as now...it will showing a different character.”

  While speaking, the girl walked towards the depths of the tree hole with the dim lantern in her hand.

"Come with me, I'll explain it to you slowly. By the way, I forgot to introduce myself after so long, my name is Elena Kane, the adopted daughter of Lord Sibylla Homer, and at the same time He is also the future successor of the Blind Sisterhood, um, for you, it should be said to be a senior from a long time ago."

  The girl named Irina Kane said as she walked:

   "In your cognition, time is exclusive, right? That is, a person cannot be here and there at the same time."

  Although the other party turned his back to him and couldn’t see it, Elis nodded subconsciously and replied:

"Is such that."

   "But this notion is one-sided."

  The girl named Irina corrected rudely.

"Time is layered. In addition to linear causal time, time also has a cycle of continuous reincarnation and countless possible eternal times. In fact, the essence of causal time is the collection of eternal time. He gave up countless other possibilities, leaving only one of them to become a reality. What Lord Sibyl did was to completely smash a certain period of time, which gave rise to countless parallel and even contradictory possibilities. "

"Going back to the previous example, if you were to kill yourself with Lord Sibyl's body, I wouldn't recommend it, but I would never stop you. Because it's a pointless thing, Sibyl. During this period of time, Mr. La can be both here and there, both dead and alive, and he can do this thing and that thing. At this moment, we are in a state of superposition of countless possibilities. Under the circumstances, no matter what the paradox of time can be, no matter how many times we kill us, no matter how many times we kill us, it will not affect our continued existence itself."

After    reluctantly followed the opponent's thoughts, Elis couldn't help but have another question.

   "Then why did she do this?"

  Although all possibilities are essentially oneself, to a certain extent, this is equivalent to abandoning the uniqueness of one's own existence. After all, human beings are creatures living in causal time, and they are born with exclusivity derived from instinct. Even if it is "another possibility" that is completely consistent with oneself, from body to soul, it will only arouse the suspicion of self-existence. Alternative fears.

   But in response, Elena sighed slightly:

"On the one hand, this is her final experiment in the study of the connection between time, creation, and immortal gods. On the other hand, the fate of Lord Sibyl's death is inevitable in the future, so she hopes that at least in her own Before the end of her life, she can provide more information for the future Eighth Holy Spirit... Anyway, she said so herself."

   "Then what do you think?"

   Elis continued to ask.

   The other party didn't make a sound, and when the two of them came to the end of the tree hole and stopped in front of a transparent barrier covered with white frost, she slowly opened her mouth and said:

   "You already know what my last name is, are you still going to ask me?"