This time-to-space jump experience is different from any previous time, the world has been bustling for 100,000 years, and so many countries and countries, people and people, people and things, and even fragments of trees and grass, flowers and leaves, have come to the face, pulling, squeezing, colliding with Witt's body, his mind, every meridian, every cell...... Although he has become a god, this explosive amount of information has made him feel an unprecedented impact...... Even pain.

I don't know how long this jump of time and space has passed, but when he landed, Witt still couldn't stop being dizzy, his body was hot, his heart was racing, and it took him a full three minutes to settle down. He looked in all directions—wind and sand, and wind and sand, yellow sand, mixed with gray smoke and dust, obscuring the true color of the sky and the gray stone on the ground. When he looked down, his feet below the knee looked hazy, and in such an environment, it was natural for the visitor to be easily blinded by the wind and sand.

The harsh environment didn't startle Witt, and after stabilizing his heartbeat caused by time travel, he quickly calmed down, partly because it felt so familiar to him, and he quickly remembered that he and Ayatsuji had been to similar places...... It was in the city of Hanging Iron, when Shura assigned a test, and the two entered the land of chaos reflected in the realm, to find the ghost of the elusive prophet Arrath. That experience was bizarre, if Ayatsuji hadn't completed the task at the last moment, I'm afraid he would have died at the mouth of the seven-headed evil dragon.

How can the experience of nine deaths be easily forgotten? From this, Witt has already concluded that this place is the land of chaos.

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The incarnation of the Holy Spirit who had stepped into the entrance of time and space one step earlier did not appear in sight, but Witt did not call out loudly, nor was he in a hurry to find her. In the Land of Chaos, where he knew at first sight that it was a dangerous place, a place where the decisive battle would be, he just wanted to silently find the position where he should stand, and wait for the time for the battle to begin. He had a hunch that when the time came, the Holy Spirit would naturally appear.

Standing still and doing nothing is naturally not a solution, although there is no direction and no guidance, Witt still sees the direction he is facing when he lands, and walks forward against the harsh environment covered by the wind and sand.

Soon, the vista ahead seemed to have ups and downs, as if the scenery was hidden between the wind and sand, and he immediately quickened his pace and ran over.

As the wind and sand gradually dissipated, the scene in front of him gradually became clear, revealing a deserted sandstone village, which made Witt's heart churn...... For it all seemed so familiar, a landscape of yellow and black and grey tiles of sand and gravel, with ruined houses, deserted people, and the occasional eye totem...... This is indeed the village he and Ayatsuji went to on the same mission, hidden in the wind and sand of the Chaos Lands.

The scenery is about the same, except that this scene is more dilapidated than before, and the houses in the village are crumbling everywhere, and it seems that they may be toppled by the wind and sand in a minute, and completely reduced to a pile of ruins.

The scenery of the old days, but the beautiful woman is not there, Witt's heart is sour, but the footsteps do not stop. He relied on his memory to come to the first hut at the head of the village where he had taken refuge with Ayatsuji, and sure enough, the furnishings in the house were as reflected in his memory, exuding a strong indigenous atmosphere, those clay stone tables and stools, the basket of clay jars, and the eye totems that could be seen everywhere were all over the bottles, walls, beams and pillars, and corners, which seemed to be exactly the same as the scene he had seen the last time he entered the country, but covered with a thicker layer of dust.

He couldn't help but pick up a clay pot engraved with an eye totem to examine it carefully, just as he had done at the beginning, and at the same time, the memories of his encounter with the seven-headed dragon and his almost death in the middle of the night flooded back to his heart. He seemed to understand - since this was the place where he had encountered the seven-headed evil dragon in the first place, he thought that he was going to encounter the same dragon battle here this time, right?

Just as I was thinking about it, the wind and sand outside the window seemed to rise again. It's just that...... This sense of wind is different from the sound of natural wind, and for Witt, whose ear sensitivity has increased by a few percent, the difference is immediately felt.

As soon as he stood up, he saw a white figure flickering by the window...... This white shadow was by no means the incarnation of the Holy Spirit, because it had silver hair that was different from the Holy Spirit, and it also had a completely different flow of air waves. After turning his mind, sure enough, his judgment driven by agility improved in all aspects, and he almost did not hesitate to make a conclusion, this person was the prophet Nine-Tails who everyone was resentful and afraid, and it was difficult to distinguish between good and evil.

The Nine-Tails Prophet was in a hurry, his body was full of white rune qi, and he was completely unaware of his presence, and it seemed that he had something urgent to do.

Without hesitation, Witt teleported out the window, determined to keep up. He had a premonition in his heart, and the direction in which the Nine-Tails was going must be the place of the decisive battle with the Thunder God, it seemed that ...... The moment of the final showdown is really coming.