Because if the spacecraft is destroyed or lost in this chaotic space and time, its day will also come to an abrupt end.
It will no longer be complete and cannot be recorded on Branlavic's forehead. This means:
Branlavicz spent a meaningless day that cannot be recorded
Nothingness is the most dangerous enemy flowing in time and space...
And just when Branlavicz was trying his best to maintain the stability of the spacecraft, it suddenly glimpsed a rather interesting scene in the colorful space and time in front of it. This made Branlavicz slightly distracted.
As for the spaceship that was supposed to be destroyed in the chaotic time and space, Branlavicz's fleeting change of thoughts instantly led to irreversible destruction!
The next moment, Branlavicz flew out of the exploded wreckage of the spacecraft.
it cannot go back in time within a day
And if it needs to look back to the past, then the unfinished day will no longer have meaning.
However, Branlavicz was not frustrated.
It stared at the distant scene in the sky at that time, its eyes full of curiosity.
It probably found a new day
Chapter 996 Bard-Branlavicchi (two updates!)
In chaotic time and space, there are no clear and stable areas like the material world.
Yi Xia stands tall in this chaotic realm.
He turned his head and could see the earth's universe showing some faint fluorescence in the boundary of chaos.
This is the chaotic boundary between the earth and the multiverse space and time.
Although it seems that it is already the realm of chaotic void.
But for Yi Xia, who is already a frequent visitor to the Chaos Void in a sense.
He felt that this level of chaos was even within the normal category that the material world could bear.
Since there was no very stable area, Yi Xia randomly found a place in the surrounding chaotic area.
Afterwards, Yi Xia directly took out the head of Nixakaron, the murmuring soul that retained a strong enough aura of chaos and power of despair, from the item backpack.
Although the power of darkness has been completely purified and destroyed by the power of burning, it is not enough to completely reverse its taboo nature.
Therefore, when it was exposed to the chaotic area, it immediately caused some dangerous agitation.
Of course, this restlessness naturally subsided soon after.
Even the surrounding chaotic area suddenly became much brighter...
Of course, there is life active in chaotic space and time.
But in Da Wu's view, it looked more like scattered shrimps hiding in the shoals. Yi Xia didn't even think of carrying one of them in his hand.
So, looking at the first draft of the landscape that had been arranged, Yi Xia nodded with satisfaction.
The specific time and space categories of planes are divided differently in different regions.
Just like the original concept of the high seas in the material world, it has also gone through many twists and turns.
Generally speaking, for the realm of chaos, not many civilizations will incorporate it into their own plane concepts.
Although the areas close to the material world or the material universe will still be affected by relevant order rules and timelines to a certain extent.
For example, in deeper chaotic areas, the degree of chaos is often much softer.
Yi Xia feels that this can be regarded as a form of waste utilization.
To use a rather simple and crude comparison:
If we think of the multiverse as air and the human body as a plane.
Then the boundary of chaos is the area where human hair meets the air.
Considering the current relationship between Yi Xia and the concept of the earth.
It is quite appropriate to regard the location where Nixakaron's head is stored as above the body hair of Yi Xia's concept of the earth.
Therefore, Yi Xia does not have to worry about completely losing control over this.
And just when Yi Xia was about to observe the stability of Nixakaron's head for a while, he was about to return to the interior of the earth first.
He suddenly noticed a trace of unfamiliar attention.
There's no harm in it.
Were you attracted by the head of Nixakaron?
Yi Xia followed the other person's gaze and looked over.
Then, under the gaze of the great witch surrounded by endless fire, a human being appeared from the chaotic space and time.
His image at this moment is like a polite human gentleman.
The clothes he was wearing looked quite fancy.
The robe looks very luxurious, but it is decorated with a lot of silk and even some flowers as decoration.
Behind it, there is something that looks like a violin, probably a musical instrument.
This is the image of the other party in the eyes of ordinary people
And in Yi Xia's eyes filled with endless fire, you can see the more real inner side of the other person:
It is an endless intertwining of colorful lights and shadows, with thousands of sounds whistling intricately in its spirituality.
An unknown powerful being disguised as a human being
Good afternoon, sir. I'm sorry to disturb your work.
My name is Branlavic, a bard who is dedicated to collecting many legendary stories.
I came to see you because I was attracted by the scarecrow you made.
The bard who called himself Branlavic bowed to Yi Xia and spoke in a gentle tone.
Then, he looked at the ferocious head of Nixakaron and said with admiration: What a spectacular work. Can I include it in my work? You know, in folklore works, a lifelike figure
Scarecrows are always ominous, so I prefer your rough and original style here.
Branlavic said this.
It looks like a wild bard whose artistic time was suddenly triggered by the actions of a farmer on the roadside.
But, if all this really happened in a farm in the material world, rather than at the border of the material world full of chaos and distortion,
Hearing this, Yi Xia couldn't help but look at the other person.
The unknown powerful nature of the other party did not make Yi Xia feel much threatened.
Before the other party showed any malice toward him and the earth, Yi Xia still responded relatively calmly:
He nodded towards the other party:
Can.
Afterwards, Yi Xia thought for a while, took out a bottle of mint witch medicine from the void, and threw it directly.
My name is Yi Xia.
Branlavic took the peppermint witch potion and opened it curiously.
After a slight sniff, he calmly moved away from the peppermint witch potion, and then smiled at Yi Xia:
It's a really mellow drink, but it's a pity that I can't enjoy it at this time.
You know, a bard always has to maintain a neutral sanity so that he can create unlimited great works.
Thank you for your kindness. When I want to enjoy this wonderful wine one day, I will make a special trip to visit you.
In this way, Branlavicz put away the mint witch medicine and saluted Yi Xia:
I have heard of the local custom that strangers who refuse good wine cannot enter the house. So farewell, Your Excellency Yi Xia
After Branlavic finished speaking, he disappeared into this chaotic time and space again just as abruptly as he came.
If it was in the past, Yi Xia might not be able to observe the traces of his departure. But now, he can already sense some clues.
The power of time?
The great witch's eyes filled with endless fire revealed some clarity.
Only now did Yi Xia know why this existence whose essence was unknown showed his rare frankness.
Or a certain degree of bravery?
After all, even if
He is a god from a foreign land, and few are willing to face the great witch with his true form in the pan-terrestrial realm of the earth.
Yi Xia has never had much experience with such a life.
The judgment of good and evil has no popular meaning on the other party.
Branlavic
The great witch remembered this name.
And somewhere in the multiverse:
The young bard rummaged through his father's manuscript in the attic of his old house. It was a piece of music that seemed outdated to the young man.
Rather, the lyrics are written in a style that in the last century people were obsessed with ancient gods, mysteries and taboo legends.
Next to this manuscript, there is a simple drawing
It was a being wearing a sacrificial robe, tying up a somewhat rough scarecrow outside his yard.
Is it a sacrifice to the evil god?
Or is the scarecrow actually a real person?
The young man unfolded the scroll curiously.
He found a line of small words under the scroll. The familiar handwriting was his father's handwriting:
My child, maybe you are ignorant, maybe you are ambitious...
But I will leave eventually...
In addition to those assets that are not worth mentioning, the last thing I left you is the expectation and recognition of your company.
It is a promise…
If you desire the most intense life and want to pursue a truly legendary and epic chapter.
Then take this promise and you will get my last inheritance...