[Comprehensive] The painting style of time travel is wrong

Denisa was sitting on a reef by the sea, leaning on her big sword and looking into the distance where the sea and the sky meet.

The sea breeze caressed her long golden hair, coupled with exquisite facial features, silver pupils and ancient Roman-style armor, showing a different kind of charm.

But at the next moment, she transformed from a quiet Valkyrie into a slayer who displayed the beauty of strength and speed.

The huge double-edged long sword tore through the sea breeze and landed firmly on the neck of the person behind him.

"Snapped!"

And it wasn't until this moment that the sound of the great sword piercing through the air erupted, and the blasted wind pressure even suppressed the waves on the sea in an instant.

"James?"

Denisa looked at the man who wrapped most of his body in the black robe and said slowly:

"If your footsteps are always so silent, I think you will be unlucky sooner or later-not every slayer has the control I have."

"Is the task done?"

James ignored the big sword in front of his neck and asked calmly.

"Thirty-six monsters have almost replaced the villagers of the entire village, but it's not too difficult."

With a smile on the corner of her mouth, she said horrifying words gently:

"You know? I almost couldn't help but want to cut it off just now."

"Then why don't you do it?"

James raised his hood slightly, revealing his pale, bloodless face.

"Because I suddenly found that I was not sure."

Denisa turned her big sword back, crossed her arms and carefully observed the contact person in front of her who had dealt with her a lot.

Many things only when you observe carefully, you will find many details that you have never noticed before, but now in her "silver pupil slayer" whose five senses and power are far beyond ordinary people because of the transplanted monster's flesh and blood. In his eyes, what James showed is even more surprising:

"They all said that I was the strongest in the organization, but I didn't realize until just now that you are the strongest in the organization, right?

If you don't pay attention, you won't be able to see how scary you are-the three defectors had to stay away from the base because of your existence? "

"..."

James has remained mum on these issues.

"What is the outside world like?"

Sensing that he didn't want to answer, Denisa changed the subject.

"This is Australia, and all around is the sea."

But this question, which Denisa didn't expect to get an answer at all, got an unexpected response from James.

"And on the other side of the sea, there is a collection of countless terrifying things."

"Like those goblins?"

As a local who was born and raised here, Denisa is still very curious about the outside world.

"It's much more terrifying than those. To her, demons are nothing but cannon fodder."

James shook his head.

"she?"

Denisa keenly noticed James' wording, which is not the "it" generally used to refer to monsters, but the "she" specifically referring to women.

"Yes, it is the owner of the city in the sky, the sworn enemy of my motherland and the culprit who killed my fiancée."

James didn't mean to explain much. The passionate soldier back then had already become taciturn.

"My companions and I fought her, but it turned out that we would not dare to confront her again for a whole hundred years.

And now, as far as I know, only the gods are worthy enough to be her enemies. "

"Then what is the purpose of the organization's existence?"

After realizing that she already "knew too much", Denisa let go and continued to ask:

"Cultivate an army to avenge you?"

"In a sense, that's true, but it's not the army—the mere number of people doesn't make much sense at our level.

I knew that my strength was not enough, and after I failed that year, I frantically collected all kinds of mysteries and everything that could increase my strength.

But even if I get the three vampire artifacts and drink the blood of Cain to become the true ancestor, I still feel that I have no chance of winning against the enemy who can use a world as a weapon-this makes me very desperate. "

James' tone was full of loss and regret.

"Later, I finally figured it out. Although I couldn't do it, why couldn't I cultivate a person who has the strength and potential to do it?

And the one who can defeat her is definitely not a soldier like me, it should be a soldier with a firm will who has been wandering between life and death all year round and can seize every chance of victory!

This is the original intention of my establishment of this organization, and the relatively isolated environment here also provides me with a lot of convenience. "

"Even if you successfully cultivated such a person, why would the other party help you challenge such a monster?"

Denisa asked curiously.

"Because as a quarter of my descendants, defeating me will inevitably gain my strength and memory, and after that, it is the inevitable choice of that person."

James pointed to his head and smiled slightly.

"'The one' let us go at the last moment - like a few ants who had accidentally slipped into her kitchen, and she didn't even think to make up for us!

I don't believe any of my descendants could bear the kind of humiliation that would make the brain boil. "

"So the demon is also your handwriting?"

Having said that, Denisa already understands that the person in front of her is not just an ordinary contact person, he is not only the founder of the word organization, but also is now exposed to the threat of demons and performing various tragedies every day source.

"They're sort of a product of my unsuccessful attempts to mix vampires and werewolves."

James nodded again, the demon is one of his few "achievements" over the years.

As the most upright person among the few who assassinated the queen back then, morality was the biggest obstacle to his growth.

"And you can be said to be a pleasant surprise for me.

I didn't expect that the flesh and blood of those wastes would have such a good effect on humans—especially the explosive power increase that even I am amazed after your bloodlines 'awakened' to become monsters. "

"Tell me so much, it seems that I have no other choice?"

After getting the answer, Denisa drew her sword again, she understood that today's matter could not end peacefully.

"Then why me?"

"You are my best descendant so far, and I believe you still have great potential that has not yet been tapped.

So come on, face the culprit who has killed countless of your friends, the source of all tragedy in you. "

A bright red rapier slowly pierced James' palm and came out. Just seeing the light red mist on the blade of the sword, Denisa could feel the strong bloody smell in it.

Holding the sword in his hand, James smiled sincerely from the heart for the first time in a century:

"Full of resentment and strength, turn into a wild beast and wave your weapon at your 'grandfather' to prove that you are stronger than me, and then take my will and strength to challenge and kill her!"

........................

All the while fierce fighting raged on the uncharted shores of Australia.

On the other side of the Pacific Ocean, in the pirate sanctuary once called "Shipwreck Island", a battle is also taking place.

Likewise, both sides of this battle fall outside the realm of "common sense":

The giants made of templates and cables, and the warriors whose athletic ability far surpassed that of superhumans are launching dazzling attacks and defenses against each other.

"boom!"

With a whistling roar, the giant's fist opened a terrifying gap in the wall made up of countless shipwrecks.

Countless shattered pieces of wood shot out to the surroundings in an instant, like countless shrapnel.

But this had absolutely no effect on that extraordinary warrior. He jumped up swiftly the moment the giant fist approached him, and with the help of cables and all kinds of wreckage scattered around him, he quickly adjusted his direction in mid-air, heading towards the giant. A dazzling slash was issued.

Facing this slash, even the terrifying giant had to retreat—but the huge body that brought it strength was its biggest obstacle at the moment.

"Crack!"

Accompanied by a crisp sound, the huge fist that was showing violence just now left the giant's body, turned into planks and cables and returned to the sea.

But again, this kind of "injury" is not important to the giant at all. With the surge of the cable at the break, a new giant fist reappeared very quickly, which made all the pirates who were hiding in the Holy Land watching the battle couldn't help but scream. howling.

But this did not include the warrior who stood on the top of the tall "ship wall" and confronted the terrifying giant.

"Blackbeard! Why are you fighting against us!"

The warrior asked loudly to the giant:

"She is no longer your master! She is not even in this world! What do you want to do?"

"Mr. Turner, have your years of rewriting the Pirate Code made you a fool?

Although I am very grateful that you untied the shackles on me back then and let me regain my freedom. "

A bearded man "emerged" from the giant's forehead.

"But you also know that 'she' left this world, and left the treasures that were worthless to her but extremely precious to mortals and left her throne..."

"So you want her legacy?"

Turner frowned.

"Of course! Anyone who knows what she's left behind won't give up!

You have no idea what I've seen in my decades of service to her!

In her palace, I have seen the most beautiful in the world, and I have also seen the most terrifying, I have seen the distortion of time and space, and I have also witnessed the fall of the gods..."

Blackbeard's expression became a little distorted.

"While she was still around, I would never dare peek at that throne, or even make an enemy of her!"

"But you still betrayed her, didn't you?"

Turner sneered, and Blackbeard's words made him look down on him.

"And if I remember correctly, you were the one who took the initiative to find us first."

"If it wasn't for that bastard Jack Sparrow's contract to liberate me, I wouldn't even want to help you guys!

I just need to endure another 50 years to receive her inheritance! "

But Blackbeard didn't see it that way, he didn't think it was his fault at all.

"Then I don't need to look around for the key to go back to that city like I do now. After she leaves, I will have the whole world!"

"Blackbeard, you are doomed to fail!"

But Turner didn't put away his mocking smile, he just went on:

"Because the Flying Dutchman was destroyed by then!"

"No, Mr. Turner, as an old pirate, I know as much about the legends in this sea as you do."

However, Blackbeard was beyond Turner's expectation. Instead of being furious, he stared at Turner with a ferocious face.

"Since you, the captain, are still alive, then the Flying Dutchman must not have been completely destroyed!

As my repayment to you—let you be the stepping stones for me to ascend to the throne of the king of the world! "

"Blackbeard, I will stop you! Go to hell!"

Turner clenched the sword in his hand, and once again greeted the former giant.

The author has something to say: No...it can't be done, it's too tiring to update every day while going to work, especially if you have to keep designing new plot ideas, I can't take it anymore, I persisted for ten days and resumed every two days from tomorrow... …