Time passes, with Aiwen's location as the center, all the ruins in the ruins have been restored to the appearance of the past, in front of him is a circular hall, jade steps and huge pillars, painted eaves and reliefs, here is the temple of time in its heyday. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In front of Ai Wen, a cyan jade-paved divine path stretched outward, glowing with a soft magical light.

To his left, all the buildings and reliefs are carved out of obsidian, symbolizing the night;

On the right, the main body of the building is made of white marble, and the immaculate texture symbolizes the sun and light.

The walls around it are recessed every dozen steps, and in the niches are huge statues more than fifty feet high, with different expressions.

Evan carefully looked at the relief in the shape of a girl in armor closest to him on the right, it was about eighteen or nineteen years old, and it was vivid.

The figures move perfectly, their white skin seems to be made of ivory, and their clothes are made of gold.

The weapon it held upside down in its hand was a thin sword with a reddish glow that seemed to be the embodiment of flames.

The same color as the weapon was its hair and eyes, and the long fire-colored hair hung down to her waist, and it was a girl with red hair and burning eyes.

It has a worldly countenance and a solemn expression, as if it is the guardian of this temple, guarding this sacred place.

This relief alone is a priceless work of art, not to mention other more stunning decorations.

On the left is a statue of a middle-aged man, carved entirely of obsidian, with a weapon replaced by a wand.

Evan observed that the marble statues on the right were all warriors, and on the left were wizards.

These are the once mighty warriors and sorcerers of the sunken city of Oynia, whose images were carved here to defend the temple.

At the same time, it is also a great honor to be able to place your own statue inside the Condor, and behind each statue there is a wonderful legend.

If he could, Evan would like to learn more about their experiences and the forgotten histories.

He looked ahead, and on the outside of the temple was a cloister surrounded by dozens of huge stone pillars, and in the cloister there was a rectangular fountain, through which the water reflected the sunlight from the gate, making the golden hall even more magnificent.

In the blink of an eye, the hourglass that was still beside Evan had been moved to parallel above it.

Under the influence of the magic, the hourglass inside flows from left to left, moving one grain at a second, just as accurately as it was when it was placed upside down before.

Above the dome around the hourglass are the sun, moon and stars, centered on the cracks at the top of the rock wall.

Aven turned, and in place of the hourglass in the shrine behind him was a large circular pedestal.

He had expected that there would be a statue of a god or something on it, but there was nothing......

No, there's one more thing!

Evan blinked, it was a pale blue time turner, absolutely yes!

He walked over quickly to pick it up, but his right hand naturally passed through, everything here was a virtual shadow, just a microcosm of the past time, not real and real.

Evan looked at the time turner, his breathing becoming shorter.

He could be sure that he had used this time turner before, the one he had found in the Ravenclaw Chamber of Secrets, which had taken him back thousands of years......

Why is this time turner here, could it be that Ravenclaw got it from this temple?!

Evan had too many questions, but no one could answer them.

Immediately afterward, he hurriedly took out the slate and the Ravenclaw crown that the city under the sea had obtained, and there was no response.

He didn't know how to crack the magic and find out the hidden secrets.

He wasn't even sure if everything here was just a phanteur of time, giving future generations a chance to admire the former glory of the Condor of Time......

While Aven was scrutinizing the exquisite Condor, time in the cave was running rapidly.

Soon, twelve minutes passed, and the sun in the crevices of the rock wall completed a cycle from sunrise to sunset, and countless stars appeared above the temple.

When the faint starlight fell on the Ravenclaw crown, the crown that had been motionless suddenly changed.

The raven in the center of the ring came over again, and it took the crown in its mouth, spread its wings, and placed it on Aven's head.

Then, it turned into a cloud of flame and rushed over to merge with the crown, and under the force of the raven's impact, Evan took a step back.

"Are you going to bring the crown up?!"

When Evan looked up, he saw a young man with a silver glow smiling at him.

He wore a simple head ring made of vine wood above his head, wore loose ancient Greek clothes, and was probably only thirteen or fourteen years old.

What shocked Evan the most was that his face was exactly like himself!

Evan looked at the other person carefully, and it felt like he was looking in a mirror,

"Long time no see, Evan Mason, fate has arranged for us to meet again!" the boy said softly, as if glad that Evan was finally able to see him, "I was still thinking about how to communicate with you, you seem to be lost in time, my existing power cannot attract your attention, fortunately Rowena Ravenclaw is prepared, she expected this to happen, leaving a magic that shows her true nature in her crown, she is really a clever wizard!"

"Who are you?" Evan paused before continuing, "Do we know each other, why do you know my name, and why do you look like me?"

It's so strange, the guy who appears in front of me is full of mystery.

Not to mention, why he is exactly the same as himself, this attitude alone also makes Evan feel strange.

He looked like he knew Evan well, but Evan was sure he had never met or knew such an eccentric guy.

"I'm sorry, I forgot that at this point in time, we should have met for the first time. As for my name, I have been called many times throughout the long history of your human race, and the wizards of Oynia used to call me Saduon, the god of time, but I prefer the name that the casters of the last magical era called me, Gutai Tanronos!" The boy said calmly, "As for your other question, why I am what you are, it is actually easy to understand, because I do not have a fixed form, or a form that you humans can understand. I thought I could communicate better with you this way, and if you weren't used to it, I could change the ......."

As soon as his words fell, his body changed rapidly, as if he had taken a compound decoction, and his whole body was melting.

In the blink of an eye, he was Hermione......