In the Great Library of Destiny, Fang Xiu stood in front of the sacred hall, and the archangel held a book and looked at him kindly.

"Welcome back!"

"The story is over!"

Fang Xiu nodded: "Thank you for the role you arranged for me!Wheel of Time, I like it very much!"

The archangel seemed to be pleased: "If you like it, I will give this book to His Majesty!"

Fang Xiu looked at the angel and asked, "Eh, is it okay?"

The wings that emitted white light spread, and the surrounding world rained light, as if to represent his mood: "Of course! Every Lord God will leave an eternal imprint on the endless time and space, so that His Majesty will remember my words!

Fang Xiu felt that what this archangel said was not quite right, but he didn't think much about it: "Then thank you!"

In the whirlpool of books, a beautiful book flew out and was handed to Fang Xiu by a tall angel who knelt on one knee, and the cover was printed with a snow-capped mountain above the sea of clouds, as well as a cold and tall palace tower.

Fang Xiu took it, and the pages of the book were turned one by one, among them were the dragon roaring high above, the giant spirit that swept the storm, the great magician wielding his staff, and the tree man standing under the giant tower of the iceberg with a crown.

There are also magicians who kneel humbly under the wheel of time, carrying the pleading of the Gate of Truth, and behind them is a world full of desolation, where the sky and the earth are divided, and all living beings are decaying and falling.

For some, it's all just a story, the beginning and the end, just an interesting drama and an interesting life.

But for the people in the book, it's loaded with everything they have.

Turning to the last page, everything withered, the world was shattered, and only the perfect wheel of time was left in the darkness, and the text of fate was written in three big characters at the end of the book.

But at this moment, another line of golden words appeared, and Jesse, the archangel of fate, gave the crown to the great ruler of time and space.

Fang Xiu laughed: "My name is Fang Xiu!"

Immediately, he saw that the words had become the Archangel of Destiny and gave it to the great ruler of time and space, Fang Xiu.

When Fang Xiu walked out of the Great Library of Destiny, Archangel Jesse was still standing at the door with his hands in front of his lower abdomen and saluting Fang Xiu, then raised his head and showed Fang Xiu a still warm smile.

In an instant, the door of the Great Library of Destiny slammed shut, and the gray vortex began to rotate along the Great Library, and the entire Great Library began to dissociate, and little by little light rose into the sky.

Each book turned into a bubble and rose into the sky, which contained everyone's life and dreams, countless illusions, and became one of the countless bubble stars above the curtain of the sky.

Countless bubbles float in the sky with countless story illusions, floating in the sea of clouds, every story is true, and every bubble is a life of life.

This scene was simply beautiful and breathtaking, even Fang Xiu felt extremely shocked.

Everything melted into bubbles, and in the distance another great library of destiny was erected, containing the lives and fates of all the people in another story, where a new Archangel of Destiny was in charge of their destinies.

This is the City of Destiny, everyone has their destiny, and when the destiny ends, it is the end of the story.

Fang Xiu stood there for a long time, he had no position or qualification to say that the Lord of Destiny and his City of Destiny were looking back on everything he had done and what he had done.

When we are in a high position, do we unconsciously treat everyone as a chess piece, falling and throwing away at will?

Fang Xiu was not in a good mood, and the light instantly rushed into the sky, breaking through the barriers of the world, and appeared in the void.

After standing in the void, Fang Xiu no longer concealed his Origin Artifact Silver Clock, originally Fang Xiu was worried about what secrets were hidden in it, but now he knew that this was something that every main god had, even as a symbol of the main god, there was no need to hide it.

Fang Xiu was ready to directly use the power of the main god rank and rush to Clock City with all his might.

Above the Red Moon Floating City, the exhibition of the Astral Merchant Alliance has reached the most lively stage, especially from the City of Destiny, which has entered the mythical level existence of the Red Moon Floating City, bringing a large number of subordinates and minions, making the floating city extremely lively.

For a month, the short-stay Astral Business Alliance exhibition also entered the climax.

It wasn't until almost everyone arrived, in the most central Red Moon Square, that the final auction was opened, which was the purpose of everyone coming, and then what appeared would be the real good thing, starting from the lowest mythical level.

If you're lucky, you might even come across things like the True Godhead, the Kingdom of God, the Eighth-Order Myth Template, and the Unexplored Half-Plane.

Around the square, the red moon floats in the air, there are thousands of people standing on the crescent moon, and the central projections of the square continue to appear, which have characteristic products from major time and space.

Artifacts, slaves, books, notes from mythical wizards, intact spatial gardens, and so on are constantly appearing, and every time something is hard to see, it is a rush to see the audience.

The succubus stood on the stage suspended in the center, wagging its little tail in the dark light, shouting everyone's bid in a seductive voice.

On the top of the red crescent moon, covered with a bright red light curtain veil, one of them, a gaudy woman in a small black gown, wearing net stockings and gloves, sat on the crescent moon, swaying gently.

On the woman's shoulder, there was a black crow, whose mung bean-sized eyes were staring at the items that kept appearing at the auction, but when she touched her shy pocket, she could only sigh.

"I can give it to you as a souvenir!" said the woman suddenly.

"Ah! The greatest astral merchant in the endless time and space, under the crown of the red moon that is more beautiful than the god of beauty, you will be my friend of Rost Joel for life in the future! You have gained the friendship of the Wind Raven clan......" Rost, who has no temperament, instantly threw out all kinds of sweet words without money, anyway, this poor wind crow has nothing but discipline.

Finally, the auction catalogue was flipped around and dotted on one of the models of a sailing ship that looked a little old and had a mysterious atmosphere.

"That's what I want!"

The Astral Merchant Red Moon glanced at it and said, "In the distant ancient time and space near the forefront, the mark left by an unknown god, what do you want this for?"

"Collect, collect! We Wind Ravens love to collect these ancient antiques!"

Not long after, a sailboat sealed in a hedron was loaded into the wind crow's parcel, and Rost, the wind crow who ate and drank for nothing, was very happy, and his small mung bean eyes hid a sly smile.

If one could look into its parcel, one would see that there was an identical sailboat in it, which had been taken out and seen when Fang had renovated its parcel.

"Find another one!"

Just as the wind crow happily hugged another thigh to eat soft rice, a sudden strong fluctuation came from the void, and the entire auction was stagnant.

At this time, suddenly, in the originally dark void, thousands of silver rays of light shuttled, and the vast power exploded in the void.

The silver light passed through the shield of the floating city, illuminating the entire floating city, and above the central square, layer after layer of gods, mythical wizards, and mythical arcane magicians all raised their heads and looked into the distance.

I only saw a silver clock dozens of times larger than the Floating City, rising from the City of Destiny and standing in the void.

The power that represented the main god's rank spread horizontally, and the entire void was crushed, cracks were born wantonly, and endless space-time vortex came out with the storm.

The Floating City, which originally looked extremely majestic, looked like the stars and the moon were competing for glory when facing the clock.

And a figure that could not be seen clearly with the naked eye, sitting on the hour hand of the vast silver clock, looked at the Red Moon Floating City, and did not say a word.

Although many people couldn't see the figure in the endless silver light, there was a strong trembling feeling from the depths of their souls, and there must be an existence at least the eighth order looking at them in that light, and they couldn't raise their heads just by looking at it.

And many people immediately recognized what it was, and the owner of Red Moon Floating City, Red Moon, stood up the moment the light shone in, looked at the silver clock, his face was extremely solemn, and he spat out two words from his mouth.

"Clock of Time and Space!"

"Lord God!"

Other existences of the eighth order may not have seen the real main god, let alone the clock of time and space, and there are no more than three people who can recognize this thing in this void.

The other gods and myths, who couldn't recognize what it was, were overwhelmed and didn't know what was going on.

At this time, the wind crow patted the mail bag, flapped its wings, looked at the silver clock, the center of the endless silver light, and said heartlessly: "Ah! someone is looking for me!"

"Under the great red moon, look forward to seeing you next time!" the wind crow saluted with its paws folded and its wings flapped on its chest, looking like a real person.

Then he spread his wings and flew, and actually tore a spatial crack in the floating city where spatial teleportation was prohibited, and shuttled away.

The eyes of the star merchant Red Moon also saw the blurred figure in the center of the vast clock, sitting on the still hour hand, as if suppressing the long river of time, in front of this clock, even the surging river of time could not flow.

"It turned out to be him!" The eighth-order Mythical Astral Merchant, immediately thought of the man who had followed Wind Crow before, originally thought that he would be the messenger of Clock City, but every time he thought that it would be a traveling main god.

Remembering the news that Clock City might hold a meeting of the main gods recently, the Astral Merchant immediately determined that this was a main god who had gone to Clock City to attend the meeting.

The Astral Merchants stood up and saluted the people inside the Spacetime Clock, many of them standing above the Red Moon. The gods who had participated in the end of the dimensional world of the Evil Dragon Age before also seemed to know what was behind this clock, and they stood up one after another, and now everyone knew that it was a main god.

Fang Xiu watched as the wind crow broke through the space and stood on top of his shoulder before retracting his gaze.

A huge entrance to the Shadow Realm opened from the void, and the figures of a man and a crow crushed into the Shadow Realm with the side of the mighty clock, disappearing.