"Mama ......" Trapped in nothingness, unable to do anything to help, Diarrando felt his hands and feet cold, and the feelings of panic and helplessness fermented in his mind, but there were only such simple words that came out of his mouth.

With the child in her arms in her arms, Lena rushed forward, behind her was a blood-red carpet of maids and guards. When she finally rushed to the center of the pavilion, she overturned the fruit basket on the table next to her, put the baby in her hand in the empty fruit basket, and then raised her hand and stuffed it into the delicate well in the center of the pavilion.

She pulled the mechanism on the side of the well hard, causing the well basket to sink quickly to the surface with the baby. This is a mechanism that is usually designed to chill fruits with lake water, but now she has to take a risk in order to let her child land safely on the water.

While anxiously waiting for the well basket to descend, she occasionally unleashed magical fireballs with her backhand at the growing number of insect monsters in the passage behind her, stopping them from rushing forward. The baby's cry rang out from the well, the glow of the magic shield faintly illuminating the walls of the well, and Lena comforted her child softly, and forced a smile to soothe the baby's emotions.

Diarlando bit his lips and clenched his fists. But the intense emotions still made him tremble, and his whole body was shouting: "Save her, save her!" But the reality that there was nowhere to focus and could not help was extremely cruel in front of him.

With a bang, the top of the pavilion suddenly shattered, and the tail of a pitch-black scorpion with a sharp hook slammed off from above, piercing the back of Lena's head completely. At this time, Lena was looking at Diarlando in the well.

"No!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Dearlando shouted violently, covering his eyes. Memories of his long-vanished infancy came flooding back. Overwhelmed with their own consciousness.

As a baby born about a month old, he should have no memory, but his mother's smiling face suddenly cracked in the middle, and the scene of falling apart like a broken watermelon was so cruel that he could never remember what that face looked like again.

"Damn, let me save her, or I'll kill you." After a long time, Diarrando, who had recovered from his great grief, squeezed these words out between his teeth, and his bloodshot eyes stared fiercely at Emmenez. However, the golden dragon who was fiercely threatened by him did not react, but raised its claws and pointed ahead.

The swaddling clothes that glowed faintly in the darkness rose and fell on the surface of the water, and because of the special magical protection, the insect monsters seemed to be unable to find Diarrando's whereabouts. In the cold January lake breeze blowing. The lake floated into the Ribbon River with swaddling clothes. And ended up stuck on the mill waterwheel of Elena Barker's house.

Diarlando sees Elena, who had raised her for many years, appear on the docks in the dark with her dead child in her arms, and plunge into the icy lake like a ghost, seeking relief from death. Watch her burn all her desire to survive because of her young self, and struggle to come ashore from the frozen lake with a powerful force that is impossible for a weak woman. Freeze your hungry self with the warmth of your own arms. Watch as she embraces herself into her arms. If you get a treasure.

"Alright. You can choose. Ermenis repeated it twice before Dierlandor could hear what it was saying.

Of course he knew what he had to do, and he had to choose to stop it from happening. It should have appeared in Qingquan Palace twenty-seven years ago. Kill all the invading insects and protect your mother. But seeing Elena's affectionate and mournful face, he suddenly felt that the choice had become a little difficult.

"I'm going back to save my mother, Lena...... That's my choice. After a moment of silence, Deirrando suppressed his grief and spoke out of his decision. The golden dragon floated, its two paws clasped together, a bit like the movement of a human hand.

Its mouth crooked, as if laughing, and then said, "Please choose the point in time, you have an hour to change everything that happened at that time." ”

"I'm going to be there before the devours attack Qingquan Palace. Dearlando summoned his magic sword, and his anger burned brightly, desperately needed destruction and killing to quell. The thinker's claws struck each other, and the two long fins began to glow from head to tail.

As the arc of electricity on its body accumulated, a huge blue ball of light emerged from the void, and there were countless thin golden threads shuttling through the ball of light, like a huge ball of yarn. In the center of all the lines, there is a peculiar spherical device that rolls freely in three axes.

A solemn Rasses was surrounded by thin golden threads, gently turning the orb with his claws. Although its current size is not very large, it is too bulky compared to the extremely delicate triaxial ball. It moves the ball carefully, but always with a slight force, it rolls fast.

As it operates, the landscape around Diarlando and Emanis is constantly changing. The color of the sky is sometimes day and night.

"......" Diarlando looked at the surrounding time and place speechlessly, and finally couldn't help but ask Ermenez: "Is this so difficult to control?"

"Of course...... Each timeline transition is delicate and has a complex balance between them, and you can't stop if you want to. Ryses is too impatient, with its current state, the time error is not less than a month, and the location error is not less than three thousand miles, you should laugh. ”

As he spoke, the scene suddenly jumped to a spring scene, and Diarlando saw a happy-looking Lena walking in Augustus' garden with her little self in her arms. The one who was already one or two years old himself had obviously passed the crisis of being assassinated by the insects. However, in the next moment, a huge explosion occurred at her feet. The baby and the queen and the female attendants who accompanied them were all blown up.

Diarlando cried in shock as he survived the rubble, while everyone else around him died on the spot. But the image flashed by and soon disappeared again.

"Ermenis, what was that?" he nervously turned to look at the thinker, asking what was going on.

"According to our speculation, after you succeeded in saving your mother's life, there were at least one hundred and fifty-nine assassinations against your mother and you, of which thirty percent killed two of you, fifty percent killed your mother, and two percent killed only you. You're just seeing your changed future. Don't worry, maybe reality won't turn out the way we deduced it. ”

Ermanes' voice had a malicious indifference, and Dillandor knew that it was sarcastic. In the surrounding images, from time to time, what it said about the assassination of himself and his mother appeared, explosions, murders, poisoning, and curses...... The abundance of cases is so rich that it is almost possible to compile a book of assassinations.

His face became worse and worse, and he asked in frustration, "Ermenis, is it that I can't save my mother no matter what, and she is destined to die in my childhood?"

Emmanis's golden eyes looked at Diarrando and replied quietly: "Yes, if you stay in the royal palace at that time, the probability of surviving to adulthood is small and 1 in 10,000. ”

"Have I failed my challenge? Didn't you say I only had one chance to change the future? I had made my choice, and my choice was wrong. Diarrando raised his hand, let go of the fingers holding the magic sword, watched the magic sword turn into light and sand in the palm of his hand, and asked in frustration.

"Ah, no, that's good news. Because Ress is careless, and he hasn't determined his position yet, you haven't gone back to the past, and you haven't had the slightest impact on the past, so it doesn't count as the opportunity for you to use up your choice. But I don't think I'll allow Reses to make such a 'mistake' again, and the next time it can't find your landing spot, I'll just condemn it as a failure!"

This sentence has become the language of the dragon clan at the end of the day, and it is clearly a warning to Reseth. Ryses glanced at Dearlando through the ball of light, and that glance immediately made Dearlando understand the young dragon's good intentions. It knew that it had chosen the wrong time, so it did not hesitate to reduce the probability of passing to fight for its own chance. (To be continued......)