Halfway up the Ghost Mother Mountain, outside the realm of time turbulence.

Feeling a riot in the turbulence of time, Theo's heart jumped, his eyebrows furrowed, and he couldn't help but step forward. Ghost Langjun hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him:

"Your Majesty, be careful!"

Theo gently pushed his blocking arm away and stepped forward again, his body almost touching the boundary of the turbulence of time.

"I have a very bad premonition, what happened inside? Those two guys, did they fail?"

The price of failure, what it is, is naturally self-evident. Although Theo had prepared for the worst, when it came to the end, he still decided to break the rules and decided to risk his way into the turbulence of time.

"Master!"

As if they understood what Theo was going to do, Canaan and the others all fell to Theo's side to stop his next move.

Theo raised his arm and motioned for silence.

"Don't stop me! Dead or alive, I also want to take them out of the turbulence of time, big deal, this big clock, don't do it!"

Perhaps at this moment, Theo regretted it. You shouldn't let your two closest subordinates step into the dangerous realm in front of you. strength can grow slowly. And if the people are gone, they are really gone!

"Reincarnation!"

The book of reincarnation emerged from Theo's palm, turning into a milky ball of light, enveloping him. In the ball of light, the image of the machine spirit loomed, like a naughty child, with faint facial features and smiles, wandering and frolicking, completely unafraid of the danger in front of him.

Theo restrained his emotions slightly, took a deep breath, stepped into the turbulence of time, and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight. From beginning to end, he did not explain anything to the generals behind him. And everyone didn't dare to make any inappropriate remarks at this time, so they could only watch Theo leave.

Canaan stretched out a finger and patted Yuna lightly on the shoulder:

"Don't worry! With the reincarnation book, the master will definitely be able to return safe and sound. ”

Yuna pursed her lips, her eyes moistened, and she muttered:

"My Lord, Winter, Sade... You must come back safely!"

Before opening the dragon's mouth, a blue light burst out of his body, and the Lethe Stone was suspended in front of his eyes. To leave the loud voice shouted:

"Get ready, if it takes half an hour and Your Majesty hasn't returned, we'll smash this time turbulence!"

。。。。。。

Bitter Winter stood there for a long time, his gaze always fixed on the direction where Thad had disappeared. The soul fire in his eyes trembled, just like his surging heart at this moment.

What just happened is so unreal. Especially in this dreamlike turbulence of time.

Is Thad gone? Has Thad come in? Why do I feel like Thad was there for me before?

There is a kind of sadness that will come out of instinctive avoidance, which makes people unwilling to face it, let alone accept it. Rin Dong told himself over and over again that Sade had never been here, and everything that happened just now was just a fantasy brought to him by the turbulence of time.

Winter didn't know how long he had been standing there. Maybe a moment, maybe a century. But in his mind, a voice always rang out, reminding him of this mission.

"Big Clock!"

Winter muttered to himself, turned and walked towards the top of the mountain.

The closer you get to the top of the mountain, the faster the time turbulence becomes, and the more violent the power of time becomes. They scraped through the winter realm spheres of light, weakening them layer by layer.

Winter evolved earlier than Sade, and it wasn't forcibly catalyzed by the soul river, and its own energy was much more solid than Sade.

But now, his energy has finally reached the critical point of exhaustion, and after the realm light mask has dimmed, it has finally been completely extinguished.

The turbulence of time swept through Winter's bones, pouring between his empty skeletons, peeling away layer after layer of bone meal. Winter's originally thick bones have been cut at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

What's even more terrifying is that his golden bones are gradually becoming dull, gold, silver, black and white, dark gray...

With the loss of both energy and life force around his body, his realm fell all the way from a golden skeleton to an ordinary skeleton.

Winter couldn't help but smile bitterly, and he had worked hard to get to this point, and once he returned to the beginning.

The cold winter is crumbling, and the bones, like cobwebs, are densely covered with cracks, and it seems that the next moment, they will collapse into a pile of skeletons.

With an unyielding will, he still staggered forward. The turbulence of time grew more and more furious, as if roaring angrily at the little skeleton that did not know whether it was alive or dead, warning him that if he went any further, he would be crushed into powder.