blogombal Chapter 1497 Privileges
Chapter 1497 Privileges
Chapter 1497 Privileges
The cold wind was howling and the ice and snow were flying.
There is no sign of life in the endless frozen wasteland.
Ever since the asteroid hit the Earth 450 years ago, causing the ice age, no other country has survived on this planet except the Bear Country.
Even the bear country, which always prepared for the cold, lost nearly 90% of its population, and the country was only one step away from extinction.
Severe cold, famine, war and disasters spread across the surface of the planet.
In a critical moment, Ivan the Terrible united the remaining magicians on the planet to transform humans and merge them with monsters into a new species called "Yaga".
With physical fitness far superior to that of old humans and the ability to withstand extreme harsh environments such as severe cold, Yaga is able to survive on the frozen planet.
But what is the price? With a strong appetite, Yaga needs a lot of food to maintain its body functions far beyond those of humans. If it does not eat for a few days, it will die.
As a result, Yaga developed a very extreme law of 'survival of the fittest', where family and friendship no longer existed and the weak would be abandoned or even eaten.
The only new human beings left on this planet, the 'Yaga', have reached a dead end from which there is no turning back, and the civilization process has failed.
Therefore, this world is regarded as an anomalous zone - the [Permafrost Empire].
Boom! !
The icy earth was shaking violently! Countless cracks appeared, and avalanches from distant mountaintops poured down like a torrent.
A monster whose body was much larger than the endless mountains and looked like a Titan raised its elephant-like feet and stomped among the mountains again.
The mountain collapsed and disintegrated in an instant, followed by endless flashes of lightning.
The frozen clouds in the sky turned into whirlpools under the disturbance of thunder and lightning, and coiled obediently above the monster's head.
This behemoth, so powerful that even the sky has to bow down to it, is the ruler of this Lostbelt world, the King of the Lostbelt [Ivan the Terrible]!
He is a monster that is a fusion of the Tsar and the Terror, and he is willing to transform into a demon beast in order to become a being that can rival God.
In order to continue the future of this Lostbelt, Ivan the Terrible vowed to become the strongest and plunder the resources of other Lostbelts to feed the hungry and insatiable Yagas.
And, the love of his life, Anastasia, whom Ivan the Terrible vowed never to lose again.
For this reason, even if his opponent is a powerful alien from another planet, he will not hesitate to use his full strength and thunder-like judgment!
"The Black Dog That Stalks My Dream Road (Chulnei Oprichnik)!"
The violent thunder rushed towards the sky, and countless black knights flew into the sky with it.
They wore black clothes, rode black horses, equipped with black harnesses, had dog heads tied to their horses' heads, and held whips woven from animal hair. They were the Black Dog Corps, the brothers-like existence of Ivan the Terrible.
At this moment, with the blessing of Ivan the Terrible's treasure, each Black Dog Knight possesses power close to that of a low-level servant, and their number is more than tens of thousands!
Countless Black Dog Knights transformed into black meteors, flying into the sky under the support of lightning, charging towards the enemy of the strongest and most powerful emperor on earth, to whom they were loyal.
At this moment, the sky exploded with raging flames. The thunderclouds, frozen wind, and the approaching Black Dog Knights all disappeared in an instant.
A huge monster appeared at the top of the sky, whose imposing manner was no less than that of Ivan the Terrible.
This was a huge dragon with a body that was so strong and sturdy that it could almost be described as an "inverted triangle". Its arms and upper body were the perfect reflection of the word "strength". Its countless scales sparkled with fire and thunder.
Its wings are incredibly large, folded on both sides of its body like giant rocket launchers. The dragon head is both ferocious and majestic, with two huge dragon horns extending to both sides.
The giant dragon opened its mouth, and countless streams of light immediately gathered into a ball of light in its mouth, and then exploded!
I saw a cross-shaped light spot above the sky flashing several times at an extremely high frequency. The huge dragon's breath light cannon formed a straight line of light on the surface of the planet, sweeping violently and irregularly towards the ground below.
The mountains turned into dust in an instant, and the Black Dog Knights would be instantly annihilated if they were touched by the light cannon. Even Ivan the Terrible himself had to condense a huge lightning shield to block in front of him.
On the top of a distant snowy mountain, two figures stood on the cliff, looking at the earth-shaking battle in the distance.
"It's incredible that the Thunder Emperor is in a tough fight... He is clearly the strongest king who is invincible." One of them had a wolf face but wore human clothing. She was obviously a member of the Yaga clan, a fusion of humans and monsters. Her voice was filled with the immaturity of a young girl and the wildness of a beast.
"As it should be, because the enemy your great emperor is facing is Bahamut, the Dragon King from the continent of Melasidia."
Next to the werewolf girl stood a normal human male.
He was 1.80 meters tall, with a thin and upright figure. He wore a thin faded Cuban plaid shirt and khaki trousers without caring even in the face of the biting cold wind. His short brown-black hair was as messy as a bird's nest. His skin exposed to the cold wind had a bronze hue from years of running around, and his face looked serious and determined as if it had been carved by a knife or an axe.
"Javier... Can you really end the crisis in this world?" The werewolf girl looked at the human man named Javier worriedly.
"It's no problem, Tonya. It's true that your emperor cannot be defeated by mortals, but what about me and my companions?"
Javier pulled his facial muscles and smiled stiffly, his grinning mouth revealing his sharp white teeth:
"You know, we are dragons."
"But, why can't you join forces with His Majesty the Thunder Emperor? Our chances of winning would obviously be greater, right?" The werewolf girl Tonya was puzzled.
“Girl, you should know that there are countless possibilities in the universe you live in, so countless parallel worlds are created.
But the energy of the universe is limited, and it is impossible to allow many parallel worlds to develop infinitely.
Therefore, the universe, or the "world will", will choose the most stable world line as the main world line. Other parallel worlds will develop without affecting the development of the main world line.
When the entire universe develops to a certain extent, something called a quantum record fixing tape will appear to fix the results of historical development. "
Javier put his hands in his trouser pockets, looked at the fierce battle between Dragon King Bahamut and Ivan the Terrible in the distance, and asked leisurely:
"Do you think that if you travel back to a certain time point in the past and save certain people, will it affect the course of history?"
"I, I don't know... probably not?"
"That's right. Even if you save a few people, it won't affect the course of history. This is the role of the [Quantum Recording Belt]. The world will push history in a predetermined direction.
But if you create something so great that it destroys the quantum record band, then you can change the course of history and negate all human history before you destroyed the band.
Back to the parallel world, if you want the entire universe to develop well, you need to prune and maintain this tree composed of countless parallel world lines, which is called "editing matters" and "pruning matters". The former is to maintain those world lines that are stable and full of future possibilities, while the latter is to destroy special world lines that deviate too much from the main route and lose most of the possibility of divergence.
Yes, it is this Lostbelt world where you are.
Your Lostbelt world is like a dead branch on a big tree, which keeps absorbing nutrients but cannot grow leaves.
The so-called Lostbelt is a human history that continues under a premise different from current history, a human history that is deemed to not exist due to the narrowing of the possibility limit. "
Javier sneered and said:
"Originally, the only outcome that awaited you was to be cut and destroyed, but now it's different.
As long as the representatives sent by your Lostbelt can win against other Lostbelts, they will receive an unprecedented privilege. "
"Special privilege?"
"Yes, a privilege."
Javier looked up at the sky, and countless stars were shining brightly in the depths of the sea of stars:
"It is a privilege that allows the Lostbelt to obtain resources from the entire universe and establish the history of the main world line."