Legend has it that Medusa was originally a beautiful priestess in the sky, but because of her beauty, the sea god raped her, and the god cursed her because she lost her virginity, turning her into a serpent-like demon. Her eyes became cursed as a result.

The curse of these eyes never goes away, and it grows exponentially every day. Until the head is cut off, the gods are all destroyed, and the world has been vicissitudes thousands of times, and this curse has not disappeared.

Eventually, when Medusa's spirit was about to die, the cursed eyes were given to the only vegetarian in the world, because Medusa found that this man, like her, wanted to fight the whole world on her own. And this person is a white-eyed person. - "Living Book"

The barrier of white light disappeared, and the scene before us changed from the campus to a forest. It's a place full of life, with tall trees and foliage obscuring the entire sky, leaving only a patch of green shade in the muddy land. The budding flowers hide in the bushes, the chicks cry all over the ethereal, the lush grass covers the soles of the feet, the dew drops and moss reflect each other, and the eyes are green.

My light and empty body flew into the sky with my dreams, and the living book floated in front of us, guiding us in the direction. We move through the air at the speed of the wind, thousands of miles in an instant.

This world is what the living book calls a parallel world. This is probably a very old world, although the living book tells me that this parallel world has gone through the same time as the world I am in, but after so long, I can't see any cities. No asphalt roads, no cars, no high-rise buildings, not even anything cement I could imagine. A small part of the people here live in stone houses that I only saw when I was very young, and a small number of wooden and grass huts that were used by ancient people at all, but the vast majority of the people here live in tents, and I can't see the cattle and sheep they keep in captivity.

I don't see patches of rice or corn fields in this world, I haven't even seen even the most basic crops, and what I see on my way is either a forest or a grassland. The people here are dressed in beast leather, living like the people of primitive tribes.

It seems to me that this world is at least tens of thousands of years earlier than the world I am in, and even if the self-proclaimed erudite living book insists that this place has really experienced exactly the same time as the world I live in.

It was a long, long time in the air at a breakneck pace, and at least I felt like we were moving forward for at least two math lessons. Then we found a lone figure. The living book floated in the air, the pages were open, and the ink read, "That's the man!" The strip on the outside of the book made a finger pointing to the lonely figure.

That guy feels pretty strong. He has short mental hair, a tight leather coat, and solid muscles in his arms. Behind his back is a sword that resembles a traditional samurai dagger. The scabbard of the dagger has two side sacs on either side, which seems to also function as a scabbard, as there is a dagger in each of them. There were also two daggers hanging from his waist, close to the outside of his thighs. He walked alone in the dense forest, like a proud ranger.

We approached him slowly, and when he was less than 10 meters away, he suddenly turned around and leaped towards me like a frightened cheetah, a dagger in the side of the scabbard had already flown towards me at some point, and then I watched as the short knife pierced my skull from the center of my eyebrows, and the moment the sound of the dagger nailed to the trunk of the tree behind me was heard. He was already in front of my eyes, and another dagger on the side of the scabbard appeared in his hand like a trick, and I didn't even have time to break out in a cold sweat before I watched his dagger slash through my throat.

I looked at the dream, and she was opening her mouth slightly in surprise, looking at her lower abdomen with wide eyes, and behind her, she was already staring at two daggers. That is, if we weren't already souls, it would be enough for us to die twice.

We hurried to face him, and I raised my hands to signal to him that I was not threatening, "Calm down, we don't mean anything." I hurriedly said to him.

He didn't seem to hear me. He looked at us with a frown, then pulled out the short knife from his backhand, and the blood groove of the short knife glowed with the blood red that seemed to merge with it. His eyes quickly turned from jet black to gray-white, and then, wings covered with scales suddenly grew from its back, and his hair became long and crooked, like a sinuous snake, and even his skin grew layers of tight scales, and the muscles of his legs burst out, and his speed was twice as fast as just now, and he flew towards me like a bullet, he was really flying!

Then I saw his short knife stab straight into my heart, and then straight through my body, and then he passed through my body without any collision.

You know, physical attacks are useless for someone like me. While I don't know if magic attacks won't work for me, unfortunately, there is no magic in this world.

Seeing that his attacks were useless to us, his gray-white eyes returned to their original blackness, and a blazing light reappeared in his eyes. The dagger was also put back into its scabbard by him. Aside from frowning, I couldn't see any of the horror he showed at our new things. It's like he can handle us even if we're good. Of course, be sure to pay attention to the word "even".

"What are you?" He asked us, and the tone was like we really were something.

"Change your future soul." The dream floated slowly from high in the sky.

"My future? Do you know what my future holds? ”

"Yes, you will ruin the world!" I told him.

"Then you can go, this future does not need to change. For the world does need to be destroyed. ”

"But you know, it's impossible." I blurted out.

"But as you just said, this is my future."

"What he said made sense, and I was speechless. Then I saw that the gray paper on the first page of my living book had fallen down, and on it were written six large words: "The Future of the White-Eyed Man". On the white page of paper is written "This mission has begun". I picked up the gray paper and clipped it back into the book.

"What's that?" He saw my little movements.

"Your future. Our task is to destroy it. Dream came to him and said to him.

"You guys? What else can you do but watch? He walked over to the dream and touched the dream's head with his hand, and his hand went straight through the dream's head, "You are not real at all. ”

After speaking, he turned his head and left without paying attention to us. "You can't change it, I'm going to kill everyone in this world, I'm going to destroy this world, all of this should be doomed."

We hurried after it, and I said, "At least, we're going to follow you all the time." ”

He suddenly drew his dagger and slashed through my neck. I shuddered with fear.

He stared at me viciously for a moment, then at the dream, "Whatever you want!" ”

With that, turn your head and walk faster than you did when you first met him. Suddenly, he stopped again, seemed to realize something important, and suddenly turned his head to look at the living book in my hand.

"That little thing." He pointed to the book in my hand suspiciously, "Can he know the future?" ”

I suddenly realized this too! Look at the living book right away. Immediately a large, in my opinion, smiling face with a little lewd air appeared on the page of the living book, because the smiling face also had three hairs specially painted on its head. The ink on the right half of the smiling face changes: "You finally realized my awesomeness." ”

"Looks, yes." I answered him.

"Well, maybe you guys can really come in handy."

I hate his cocky face

"And where are you going?" I asked him.

"The next settlement." He collected all the daggers he had just thrown out.

"What are you going to do?" I asked again. The dream also came back, and she had been silent before.

"Kill them all." His tone was flat, and if I hadn't listened carefully to what he was saying, I would have thought he was saying, "The noodles I ate this morning." ”

"Why?!"

"Because they deserve to die!" He turned around abruptly and pulled out a dagger and placed it around my neck, "Listen! I don't know where you stupid hat came from, you don't know anything. In this world, everyone but me is eating meat! If, when you were still weak, you also saw your parents, relatives, brothers and vegetarians like me being roasted and eaten alive by those people, you would not be on their side as you are now!! ”

"If you don't play like this again, I'll cut your tongue out!" He roared loudly, and the dagger plunged into my stomach, and though he didn't touch anything, he stirred it hard, and then slashed at me. The dagger passed through my formless body again

He turned his head and stuck the dagger in the tree, then pulled it out and stabbed it three more times, swearing some swear words that were inappropriate for children. He walked away without turning his head