Moirai: How About We Trade Bases? / Such a Double Standard, Like a Comedian
As she spoke, looking at the Hourglass placed on the altar, Cong Yu began to feel that things were becoming increasingly mysterious.
It's not just because of the beautiful serpentine reliefs on the four pillars surrounding the Hourglass, which make it look like something specially made for me.
Also because of the messages on the altar that were barely legible.
".,,"
Cong Yu frowned, muttering incoherently to the two people beside him, who were completely baffled by the inscriptions.
After a moment of thought, Cong Yu raised her head and gazed into the eyes of the statue of the Three Goddesses of Moerae.
"It means..."
"[There are three gods; take down the divine weapon; go to the first, seek the second, and avoid the third.]"
That's roughly it.
Cong Yu translated it this way.
Lantian Zhu: Are there three gods?
Pirate King: A Divine Weapon?!
Chapter 787 Moerae: What about changing homes?
There are three XXX.
Speaking of this, the only thing Cong Yu can immediately think of is <The Three Jokers>... the Joker from DC Comics.
The topic of "there are three Joker" is a bit complicated to explain... because there are actually more than three, and not just Joker.
Simply put, it's the difference in "serialized stories".
Because different serialized stories may include different origins of the Joker as described by different authors.
Perhaps he fell into a vat of potion and was disfigured, perhaps he was overwhelmed by the pressures of life and society, or perhaps he was born Gotham villain.
But these Joker, in the hands of different people, will ultimately become the familiar figures... and will always remain Joker.
"The idea that there are three gods... definitely refers to Moerae."
Cong Yu muttered this, he sat on the Jormungandr Train, steering it out of the sealed ruins.
The moment it burst forth, the surrounding seawater surged into the ruins due to the water pressure, submerging the three statues and altar inside.
The moment the ruins were breached, a strange transformation began to occur rapidly within them.
These changes were not obvious, but they were rapid.
After a brief pause, the stone bricks and statues inside the ruins quickly began to be covered with moss, and then gradually began to disintegrate.
It's as if, in the instant of contact with the outside world, one has traversed the entire path that time has weathered into sand within a mere few seconds.
In the original ruins, time seemed to have stood still.
This raises an interesting question... when were those ruins and interconnected revelations specifically prepared for that location?
Or is it...?
Actually, I started preparing today, and then, as I prepared, I ended up in the distant past?
Actually, before Cong Yu received the revelation, he could have seen these things when he came here—but because he didn't, he couldn't see them.
It's complicated, but...
Moerae has a history of recklessly manipulating time.
"It does refer to Moerae."
As Lantian Zhu spoke, she recalled the three statues at the ruins, "That altar was dedicated to the three Moerae sisters."
Anyone with even a little knowledge of ancient Greek Mythology would know that the three statues depict the characteristics of Moerae.
Lantian Zhu was a little confused about one thing. She pondered for a moment, eating the snacks she hadn't finished earlier, and asked, "So, what exactly (who) sent you here and took away the divine artifact offered to Moerae?"
As he said this, Lantian Zhu looked at the "divine artifact" that the Pirate King was playing with, admiring the rather beautiful Hourglass.
The Pirate King was willing to take the treasure.
They must be very interested.
However, the Pirate King had no way to spend the wealth she plundered (collected)... because her ship's expenses were very low.
Undead crew members do not require wages.
The ghost ship beneath their feet was also a spell cast by the Pirate King, requiring no maintenance costs. Therefore, the Pirate King donated a significant portion of his earnings to charity.
By the way, the charity foundation is called "Pirate King Welfare Relief," yes... it's her own charity.
At this moment, she was also captivated by the magical artifact that Cong Yu had obtained.
Although we studied it for a long time, we didn't figure anything out...
Who... is it?
Cong Yu repeated Lantian Zhu's words without even thinking, "Of course it's Moerae."
"..." Lantian Zhu: "???"
Pirate King: "???"
Seeing their confusion, Cong Yu rolled her eyes. "Revelation and guidance that transcends time... only Moerae could do that."
If it were before, he would have thought it was Brother Su. But now, having witnessed the power of time, he can rule out Brother Su.
Cong Yu felt it was either Moerae, or some other extraordinary guy he hadn't even met yet...
But let's just assume it's Moerae for now.
"That couldn't be...?"
When Lantian Zhu spoke with concern, Cong Yu already guessed what she was going to say, "It doesn't seem like a trap."
Sending Cong Yu to retrieve some magical artifact through roundabout means, and then relying on strange prophecies and instructions to carry out their schemes... that's just too stupid.
"If Moerae could locate me, I think it would be more likely to send a bunch of Angel to surround and kill me... rather than setting a trap like this."
As Cong Yu spoke, gazing at the sea and the ghost ship outside the window, he looked at the Pirate King and asked, "Have you figured anything out?"
In response to Cong Yu's words, the Pirate King gave up fiddling with the Hourglass and instead placed it on the train's table.
"No... I have absolutely no clue."
The Pirate King shook her head, shrugged, and stood at the train door. "It feels about the same as a regular Hourglass."
"Magic can't be activated, but it also can't cause any damage. Physical interference is completely ineffective... Well, that's all, I'm off--"
As the Pirate King spoke, he leaped towards the train door and jumped down onto the ship below.
In the air, the sheep on her chest swayed and bounced due to the force of the air, making Lantian Zhu stare blankly.
Damn it, how did they do that?
Should I drink more goat milk?
Cong Yu, of course, had no idea what Lantian Zhu was lamenting; he simply began to examine the Hourglass.
The Hourglass has a very simple design, consisting of two containers with wide openings at the top and bottom and narrow necks in the middle connected together... The material looks like glass.
The glass container is protected by simple, snake-shaped metal pillars... The design is simple, but not outdated or conventional.
It was filled with fine white sand.
Cong Yu watched the sand in the Hourglass slowly fall from the upper container to the lower one, and then quickly came to a conclusion. "Fifty seconds?"
This conclusion left Cong Yu somewhat bewildered...
Hourglass that lasts for fifty seconds? What's the use of that?
Anyone who has ever used Hourglass knows that each Hourglass may have a different timekeeping function, due to differences in design.
For example, ten seconds, fifteen seconds, thirty seconds, one minute, three minutes, five minutes, etc...
Even if it were only forty-five seconds, Cong Yu felt it would still exist.
However, Cong Yu absolutely refused to believe that a 50-second Hourglass could exist in this world... It was simply illogical.
"..." Lantian Zhu was silent for a moment, then seemed to realize something. "Magic is ineffective? Then... what about Divine Power?"
Compared to Cong Yu, the holder of Divine Power, Lantian Zhu thought of something related to gods first... namely, the Faith Power.
The Faith Power that Cong Yu can control.
"Oh... that makes sense, but I can't just casually inject Divine Power into it now; who knows what might happen."
As Cong Yu spoke, she sat on the train back home, casually took out her vibrating phone to check the messages, and then her expression changed instantly.
"Damn it! They're raiding our base?!"
Chapter 788 Double Standards Like a Comedian
Yaochuan Guang and Xiao Cui have fought against Angel head-on, but they were only Two-Winged Angel.
And at this moment, gradually emerging from the barrier outside of Wind City, are six-winged Angel... This is quite bad.
The six-winged Angel, judging solely from the terrifying level of its power, is almost on par with the top-tier Monster King.
As for Yaochuan Guang, Lantian Zhu, Xiao Cui, they are just ordinary magical girls. Asking them to fight Six-Winged Angel is really asking too much of them.
Fortunately...
--
"Is this the Wind City?"
The six-winged Angel muttered to himself, appearing quite majestic as he emerged from the barrier.
Its wings flapped behind it, spreading out to be several meters long, with countless white feathers detaching and fluttering in the air.
Countless pure white feathers, scattered like falling feathers, reflected a dazzling light under the sunlight.
Simply extend your hand
Angel, floating in the sky outside the Wind City, peers at the city not far away through the gaps between its long, white fingers.
"Indeed, it's completely different from what this world line should be like."
The six-winged Angel analyzed the situation, looking at the seemingly normal Wind City before him... although he could still sense the presence of some Little Sprite around him.
Perhaps they were spying from a distance?
In this timeline, the number of Little Sprite was already overwhelming, filled with all sorts of different types of units.
It is even a flesh and blood puppet made of the mixture of the flesh and blood of many Little Sprite, humans, beasts, and monsters, whose combat power is almost comparable to that of Two-Winged Angel.
They all numbered in terrifying quantities.
However, Wind City the only place without Little Sprite, because this is the Demon King's territory...
From this perspective, the fact that Mexico's surroundings haven't become a beautiful yet terrifying "corner of the Mortal World" is already a remarkable change.
The information previously conveyed regarding the future appears to be correct.
"A four-winged replica can occasionally get things done."
With an arrogant tone, the six-winged Angel sharply criticized the four-winged Angel as he observed the city of Wind City.
But he couldn't see anything wrong with it...
To put it bluntly, the time capsule provided far too little information, merely the words "Wind City"... This was a very poorly handled matter.
What exactly happened in Wind City?
From what point in time did everything begin to change?
The six-winged Angel, pondering the task entrusted to it by the great god Moerae, took flight after a moment's thought.
Then, almost instantly, they disappeared from the spot...
"Thump--"
Then, almost instantly, the Angel crashed into the newly deployed Great Barrier of the Wind City, its face pressed firmly against it.
With a dull thud, the Angel hanging from the barrier fell abruptly to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
"..."