The moment he stepped through the gate, Cangye only felt that he was surrounded by milky white light in front of him, and then lost consciousness.

When he came back to his senses, he raised his eyes and saw that he was suspended in mid-air, his head not up to the sky, and his feet touched the ground, as if he was wrapped in a warm current, floating away.

The surrounding environment imbues it with a strong sense of mystery.

The sky was filled with huge amber hourglasses and clocks, and through the gap between the hourglass and the clock, the night looked at the sky higher, and several streams of orange-red light could be faintly seen.

In mythology, the river of time that connects the past, present and future contains unspeakable mysteries, and only the true god is allowed to be glimpsed, but not seen by mortal things, so that there is only a hazy movement under the night vision.

The world that God sees is always more complex than the world of mortals.

It should be a branch of the river of time that appears here, but even then it is not something that you can peep into now.

After looking at the sky, the night immediately cast its eyes to the ground.

The ground is a magnificent, unstable, milky white sea. The pure white surface of the sea reflects the shape of the hourglass and the clock projected from the sky, and whether it is the mouth of the hourglass bottle or the hands of the clock, the sky and the earth are completely opposite.

Cangye suddenly found that the scenery in the temple could not be parsed by himself, and the super dynamic vision was also limited, as if there was an invisible barrier to prevent his peeping.

Kamaleza, the Braineater, was not by his side, and there was no sign of the other as far as he could see, and it seemed that they were teleported elsewhere when they stepped through the gate.

However, this situation is not something to be thankful for.

It is impossible for Cayintini not to calculate this situation, and the demon worm that resides in his body is a sign to guide the brain eater.

The ectoivous silkworm exists as part of the host in a parasitic state, therefore, it also accepts the blessing of the [God of Time], not to mention that it cannot expel it by suicide and resurrection, and within 24 hours, its health will not be able to drop to 1, and the same is true for the ectophagous silkworm.

It should have been his biggest advantage in dealing with Camalaesa, but now it has become an obstacle to limiting himself, and the fission moth Kai Yuantini is worthy of being a demon worm who dares to trade with the god of the game, and this calculation has to admit its treachery!

There is currently a lack of effective data collection on the surrounding environment, so the night temporarily stops moving, carefully monitoring the changes around him.

If you look closely, the different directions of heaven and earth have deep meanings, and your location is at the perfect junction of light and darkness.

There is no restriction on the movement of oneself in levitation, and if you wish, you can choose to go up or down to heaven.

Time in the sky is normal, but time on earth is reversed, as if you are making a choice.

Nightfall fell into deep thought.

The river of time never flows backwards, and time never regresses, so the reversed time can only appear as a projection of normal time, indicating that the so-called reversal is like an illusory projection.

After thinking for a moment, Cangye then flew into the sky, clinging to the sky upside down, and walked in the direction indicated by time.

[The 'Blessing of the God of Time' expires, and the countdown is 23:59!] 】

The static time that had previously been in the neutral zone was broken, and with the so-called blessing as a hint, the night was now going in the same direction as normal time.

……

Barton has always believed that Lady Luck is for him.

Born in the Iliad, he was a mediocre elemental mage with limited potential, and by the time he was over 200 years old, he still hadn't been able to enter the realm of legends.

When he was already planning to grit his teeth and reincarnate as a lich, he and his friend went into the abyss on a whim to collect experimental samples, but unfortunately entered the lair of a hell dragon, and his friend was trampled into meat sauce on the spot, and he was lucky enough to pick up a life and tell an anecdote about the world for the overly boring dragon lord.

Patton, who thought he was going to be a slave to the dragon for the rest of his life, was once again blessed with luck.

Just as the Dragon Lord, tired of hearing the story, was about to serve the poor old man as his next lunch, a group of Chosen Warriors who followed the withering demon god of the Nine Pillars infiltrated the lair and beheaded the dragon, and Barton brought it back to the city as a trophy.

Originally, its fate would continue to exist as a forcibly transformed 'withered' believer, but unexpectedly, the turmoil in the inner city and the invasion of the other freewheels terminated the transformation ritual.

Crawling out of the filthy pool of blood, the old mage Barton stumbled upon the door to a watchtower, and the next moment he appeared in a space surrounded by hourglasses and clocks.

Chased by a group of Chosen Ones, the old mage ran for his life through the chaotic corridors and saw a bloodthirsty battlefield like a storm, a monster he had never seen before stopped almost all the Chosen warriors who arrived.

Finally, the old mage, who had been blessed with good fortune, became a fish that slipped through the net, and fled into the gate while the fission moth could not get out of the battle.

Walking through the milky waters of time reversal, Barton witnessed miracles.

The time of reversal seemed to be really running out of time for the poor old mage.

With each step, he shuddered as the folds on his hands diminished one after another, his gray hair dyed black again, and his waist, which was stiff from age, straightened up...... All this is a sign that he is gradually coming back to being young.

From panic to surprise, the reversal of the pointer seems to have also turned the old mage's mindset back to his youth.

Rejuvenation!

The miracle that appeared only in the Iliad in those high up in the Grand Arcanist is now taking effect on itself.

"Thank you, Goddess! Thank you Goddess! ”

Perhaps Lady Luck herself didn't know that she had somehow received a mage believer from a heretical country who was known for her audacity and arrogance.

Confidence returned to Barton, and he decided to fight like a young man to win the greater good of this world of wonders.

……

The fission moth guarding the door finally sensed that something was wrong.

There seem to be a lot of 'withered' believers here, is it......

Despite his uncertainties, Cayintini prefers to blame it all on Night, a Dragonborn who is weak in his own strength but has to be cautious in his strategy, and these withered cultists should be a small gift to him.

After figuring out the reason, Cayin Tini stopped pestering, immediately stopped blocking it, and allowed the withered god to enter the temple of time.

Little one, since you want to play, let's have fun!

Sneering, the fission moth flew away from its place, watching the 'withered' Chosen Ones rush into the temple one after another, which may be the most visited moment in the history of the Temple of Time.