"And what are you going to do now?"

"To destroy history, of course. Bai He laughed wickedly: "Do you know why these Isis invaded me? They think I am a 'destroyer of time', because when they accidentally observe my spirit, they find that my past and future are beyond peep, and it seems that they only exist in the moment of 'now', which means that the laws of time in this world are not valid for me. ”

"The law of time is not valid for the host, and this is why the host's traversal system does not rotate in time?"

"No, I suspect that the time of this world is not the same thing as the time it recognizes. Bai Long said: "If we can't make the time of this dice turn normally, then no matter how long we stay in this world, I'm afraid it won't help." ”

"Host, this is a bit beyond my imagination, do you mean to say that the time flowing in this world is actually an illusion in a sense, and the real time lurks behind this world?"

"Exactly. Bai Hadao: "It is precisely because of the conflict between the false time of this world and the me in real time that all kinds of contradictory phenomena have arisen. ”

"Host, I don't understand it more and more, time ...... Is it possible to fake? It even deceives your physiology. ”

"For example, if you speed up all the functions of your body by a factor of a thousand – including your internal circulation, your cellular metabolism, and then speed up the movement of all the reference frames you can find by a factor of a thousand, and speed up the time hand by a factor of a thousand to tell you that everything is normal, will you be able to see that time is stretched?"

“...... I'm afraid not, if this acceleration is synchronized across all frames of reference, then there is no way to perceive a change in the time scale, which is equivalent to time being truly stretched. However, the host, one of the problems with this is that time, as a measure of the motion of matter, if these motions are accelerated synchronously in this form, then time is indeed equivalent to no change at all. R1 said, "We can't judge the truth of time's distortion from this. ”

"But what if there are some frames of reference that don't change synchronously?" Bai Hadao: "Does that mean that these unchanging frames of reference are actually the embodiment of real time?"

"What?" R1 said in surprise, "Host, you found this frame of reference?"

"There's at least one thing we know, and that's my dice. Bai Daodao: "There must be other reference bodies in this world that can reflect the true scale of time, and I suspect that whether it is the strange stagnation of the fate dice, or the reason why the Isis people travel without causing bugs, the answer can be found in this frame of reference." ”

He strolled to a building, and when he opened his eyes, the world was filled with the same hideous vision—scattered flesh and tentacles mixed with normal scenes, distorted and terrifying.

"What is this place?" R1 asked curiously.

"A meeting place for worshippers of Geheros the Star Songner, who would summon Geheros ritually for the next twenty years until they thought they had failed, but they had succeeded. ”

He squinted at the top floor of the tall building.

"If they are allowed to pray, the orbit of Geholos will descend on the solar system in 600,000 years. At that time, the sun will be sucked up half of its matter by an awakened outer god, and the earth will be frozen and lifeless. That's why the Isis of that era were able to possess a fern creature from Mercury and escape the third destruction. If I interrupt the summoning ritual inside now and destroy this sect, what do you say will happen if this high-iss thing happens?"

"Host, this seems a bit risky. The Three-Body Man thought about it for a while and decided to persuade: "Even if the timetable of this world seems to be false, if you destroy the normal historical process like this, it is very likely that something unpredictable will happen." ”

"The Isis are not afraid, what am I afraid of? Destroying the false frame of reference, what remains true and unchanging must be the truth of time. Bai He grinned, and in the middle of the crowd in front of all the eyes, it turned into a large white dragon with black smoke.

The black mist that permeated the dragon's body was full of transparent tentacles, a pair of blood-red eyes looked extremely hideous in the black mist, passers-by on the street let out desperate screams, they ran frantically, the white dragon shattered the glass of the building and crashed into the top of the top floor in a terrified howl, and seven people in grotesque orange robes stared at the monster that suddenly appeared in shock.

"God, the messenger of our God is coming!"

An old man with eyes stretched out his trembling hand, leaned down and bowed to Bai He, who laughed and broke the window panes and threw them down one by one from a height of forty stories, and they prayed incessantly as they fell, and their devotion was incomparably reverent.

Shirakawa watched as the world in his vision became even more terrifying—the pieces of flesh and tentacles became clearer against the background of the world, and the fear became more aggressive and seemed to collapse even more.

And the progress bar on the scales on Bai He's chest also moved forward by one hundredth.

Bai He's appearance also became more terrifying with his action, the black tentacles that were originally illusory became like substance, and a closed eyeball appeared behind him, like an illusion, as if it could be opened at any time.

Shirakawa laughed in ecstasy: "Look! This is the answer, the real time of this world is marked by his degree of collapse! The mechanism that corrects the history of the Isis is these tentacles and sarcomas! Every time they travel through time and space, they are slowly transforming this world into something!"

“...... Host. The three-body man was silent for a while: "Maybe we are really stupid, but we really can't imagine, and now we can't imagine what the structure of this world looks like?"

"I don't know, but I think the answer will be revealed soon, we still have at least nine and a half days, don't we?" the white dragon laughed, and he took off into the air and flew north.

The monster attack in this inconspicuous American town was quickly revealed by the city's newspapers, and most Americans thought that this was a joke about the small town's idleness, and the American intelligence services seemed to be happy to see it, secretly releasing more exaggerated information to cover up the truth, but soon this truth could not be concealed.

A day later, the white monster, which had already attracted the attention of the intelligence services, suddenly appeared in the northeastern United States, killing the incoming President Tafort and his predecessor Roosevelt, and by the way, killing a distant nephew of President Roosevelt, a poor child who had been active in politics since he became a lawyer and was about to run for the Senate of New York, but this time died a horrible death - frozen into a large ice lump and posed in a strange position in a wheelchair.

The U.S. government panicked, they brought in cannons and machine guns to attack the monster, but they were horrified to find that this monster seemed to have a special power, shells and bullets would naturally slide away when they hit his body, and after flying away, they would fly invisibly to the altitude that could not be detected by radar.

The alien attacks continued, flying over Humboldt, Germany, to kill a Jew with messy hair who was a professor at Humboldt University, to Vienna and killing a young man with a mustache who made his fortune selling postcards and large watercolors, to Croatia and killing a well-liked fitter, to Turkey and killing a young officer who had risen to prominence in quelling the rebellion, and to Russia to kill a short Georgian who had plotted to escape from the penal colony.

If it weren't for the limitations of distance and time, it was uncertain whether this alien monster would go to a certain lake in a few years.

This aimless, bizarre killing route shocked and suspicious the earthlings who were watching the alien monster, and they looked at the list of victims to count the patterns: except for a few scientists with strange theories, the rest were young people who had not yet made a name for themselves, some political frustrations, but more of them were obscure.

This surprised many people, could it be that this alien monster has a special taste and likes to kill young people who like to talk about politics?

Only a handful of true 'extraterrestrial visitors' who are on vacation on Earth are watching everything in horror, knowing what the dragon is doing, and their future has been thrown into complete chaos.

At the same time, a change that terrified all earthlings took place in a matter of days - they emerged from all corners of the normal world and began to erode in materialized form.

They screamed to avoid tentacles and flesh that emerged from every corner of their homes, the background of the entire world turned blood-red under the rapid collapse, and the great race hidden in the rift of time screamed helplessly as their future selves were reduced to pieces in the chaos.

The appearance of the white dragon was unprecedentedly terrifying at the moment, the entangled tentacles formed a surprisingly huge shadow behind him, a huge eyeball smiled indifferently and mockingly and looked down on the chaotic world, the neat but as if the voice of a demon whispered in all directions of the space, and all the creatures that heard it danced wildly and fell into madness.

The three-body man held on to maintain a trace of sobriety - when the white dragon created chaos, the chaos also accelerated and eroded him, and the core of the terrifying consciousness in the body of the white river consciousness emitted thick black smoke, and at least a third of the part had been deeply embedded in the soul of the white dragon.

A thin old man dressed in curry-smelling clothes wears large round-rimmed glasses. Lying on the ground and moaning weakly, he finally swallowed his last breath reluctantly, black tentacles filled the room, the white dragon looked down at the progress bar on his chest and finally came to an end, he laughed and expelled the terrifying core out of his soul, and was about to throw out the dice, and suddenly disappeared in place.

The huge tentacle monster on the core watched Baihe disappear, all the tentacles stretched, and the giant eyes stared at it and let out a piercing laugh.

As the laughter spread around the world, volcanoes erupted, storms swept across the land, tsunamis engulfed cities and people, and the whole world descended into hellish madness.