Genshin Impact: The Road to Reversal

Chapter 535 Cause and Effect

The moment he saw Peruvian, the shock on Tartuffe's face instantly turned into confusion and panic. He stared at her iconic cross-shaped pupils and said, "Impossible! That person isn't that tall! Who are you?"

Peruvian didn't answer. She simply drew the blood-red sword from her waist and slowly walked towards the men. Before the men in black could react, the blood from the sword had already swept across their throats, and they fell to the ground on either side.

"So... those so-called 'adoption' and 'finding a good home'..." Her voice seemed to come from the Netherworld, and every word was filled with bone-chilling anger. "They were all lies."

She finally understood why most of the friends she remembered leaving the orphanage had disappeared without a trace. Why the director was always vague about the information about the adoptive parents. Why he and Clevi were labeled "vile people" and isolated by the other children.

Because they are the less "perfect" defective products among the "goods" that are deliberately screened and prepared for "sale".

Anger, like a volcano that had been suppressed for a hundred years, erupted beneath her cold exterior!

"Tartuff..." Peruvili's voice was low and dangerous. The long sword in her hand was wrapped in blood and made a subtle humming sound, like a bloodthirsty magic weapon. "You... deserve to die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Tartuffe collapsed to the ground in fear.

He was just an ordinary man who made money through dirty tricks. How could he have ever felt such a strange and terrifying aura? Seeing the other person approaching him step by step, he screamed and dodged backwards. His fat body knocked over the table and chairs, and the rough stones and ice heart in the cash box tumbled to the ground with a chaotic and harsh sound.

"No! Don't come here!"

However, Peruvian's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Darduff didn't even see her movements clearly. He only saw a flash of blood before his eyes, followed by a sharp pain in his chest.

puff!

He lowered his head and looked at the blood-red streak on his chest that was still spreading outward, and the long sword that pierced his heart. The severe pain instantly seized all his senses, and blood spurted out like a fountain, pouring onto the treasures on the ground.

He opened his mouth, wanting to beg for mercy or curse, but could only utter a few inarticulate whimpers.

With a twist of her wrist, Peruvili drew her sword, drawing a shower of warm blood. Tartuffe's corpulent form collapsed to the ground, his eyes wide open, completely silent.

She stood there, watching the bloodstains spreading rapidly on the ground, the two unfamiliar faces, and Tartuffe's face, frozen with greed and fear. The rage boiling in her chest did not subside, but instead turned into a deeper, colder emptiness and sorrow.

What I once thought was insignificant warmth turned out to be an elaborate scam from beginning to end.

“It’s truly unbearable to watch…”

She raised her head and uttered a sigh, and at that moment, a gem suddenly rose out of thin air among the treasures scattered on the ground.

The gem glowed faintly, swaying and fluttering, looking very laborious. Sure enough, in a short moment it fell back into the blood.

"Is that... the Time Stone he mentioned?"

Peruvian walked forward, ignoring the bloodstains spreading under her feet. She bent down and was about to pick up the blood-stained gem. The next second, the gem seemed to have magic and flew past her.

She stood up and looked back again, only to see a man with black hair and dark blue robe suddenly appear behind her, and the gem fell steadily into his hands.

"Hmph, so that's how it is. Using fragments to travel through time. No wonder I sensed that cause and effect had been modified before being summoned."

He toyed with the bloodstained Time Stone in his hand, a hint of understanding and amusement flashing in his scarlet eyes. He pushed his glasses up, his gaze fixed on Peruvian, and a familiar, elusive curve curved his lips.

"Modify...cause and effect?" Peruvian hesitated for a few seconds and quickly came to her senses.

"No, now is not the time to talk about this."

She shook her head, then looked at the man in front of her with a vigilant look.

Although the other party was disguised, she could clearly sense the extraordinary aura from the other party.

"I heard from them that the Time Stone was given to them by the Time Devil Diablo. He mentioned summoning and also said that the stone was a fragment. Could it be that he is..."

She frowned and subconsciously placed her hand on the hilt of the sword at her waist.

"Could it be that you are the Origin of Time, Diablo, one of the Six Evil Saints?"

"Six Evil Saints? So that's how you'll call me in the future." Diablo chuckled and wiped the blood off the gem.

"The future?" Upon hearing this, Pelvilli gripped the hilt of the sword even tighter.

According to what he said, could it be that this was the Diablo who lived in his own timeline? If so, wouldn't his situation be even more dangerous?

She knew Diablo's strength. Even though she had never seen it in person, his title as the Primordial of Time and Dimension was certainly not unfounded. If they fought, she would have little chance of victory.

"Relax, I bear no ill will towards you, at least not yet." Diablo seemed to see through her nervousness, his tone lazily soothing. "Of course, it's probably not so easy for you to believe. After all, you humans always like to compare your enemies to ferocious wolves, tigers and leopards."

He looked at Peruvian again. As expected, despite what he had said, she remained wary. Seeing this, he smiled slightly and continued explaining.

"But you can rest assured. My purpose this time is simply to come and take a look at this history because it has been revised."

Hearing this, Peruvian's pupils were stunned again.

"Revising history? He seemed to have said something similar when he appeared earlier. However, they both said that the cause and effect of history would never be easily revised. How could it be possible this time..."

Suddenly, Diablo, seeing through her thoughts, interrupted her thoughts again.

"Hmph, with that expression on your face, it seems my future self has told you that history will never be easily changed?" He said with his hands open.

Hearing this, Peruvian just glared at him without saying anything.

"Indeed, the cause and effect of history will never be changed by any one person. Even if you forcibly interfere with history, you will forcibly correct the world in your own way. But there is another way of saying it. What if it is the cause and effect itself that changes it?"

Diablo's words were like a pebble dropped into a calm lake, stirring ripples within Peruvian. Her pupils constricted slightly, and her grip on the hilt of her sword unconsciously loosened slightly.

"Cause and effect... itself?" She repeated this mysterious phrase, and for the first time, obvious confusion appeared on her cold face.