"What could my time-based abilities be?"

As soon as Mu Cang's thought flashed in his heart, he suddenly found that based on the section of the river corresponding to the void under his feet, an illusory and transparent tributary of time suddenly gushed out of a wide and boundless river, rumbling over his head and reaching the heavenly dome, keeping parallel to the main river of time below, flowing towards the distant future together.

Whoa!!

At this time, a strong suction force suddenly came from the illusory tributary above, quickly enveloping Mu Cang, and pulling it towards the high-altitude tributary without saying a word.

Swish!

After entering the Illusory Time Stream, he returned to the deep-sea base.

In front of him was the strange machine that Monroe had transmitted consciousness, and farther away was the heavy metal walls of the base.

This scene surprised Mu Cang.

"What's going on?"

His mind was full of doubts.

Mu Cang looked down at his body, but found that he was still in a state of informity in the long river of time.

Taking a step forward with his feet raised, his eyes narrowed, and he suddenly turned around, and saw himself standing motionless.

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Then he turned his head to look at the waves on the sea in the distance, and the rolling clouds in the sky, which were completely still.

Mu Cangtong shrank slightly, and said with a smile:

"I see, this is an illusory cross-section of time, where time stops completely!

In this illusory world, all life and things are illusory artifacts, so their intensity has plummeted a lot."

"But it's still useless."

Mu Cang shook his head, a little disappointed.

In the next moment, before he could react, everything in front of him, including himself, disappeared into nothingness.

Mu Cang has returned to the real world.

There is no river of time, no bronze arrowheads, and no illusory time tributary that levitates in the sky.

He returned to the real real world.

Boom Boom Boom Boom !!

When Mu Cang returned to reality, a series of loud explosions occurred at the same time, endlessly.

It's the coral island.

It was synchronized with the illusory timeline, and it exploded and fell apart as well.

Boom Boom Boom!!

It's like detonating a cloudburst bomb on the surface of the sea.

The island, which was bigger than a football field, suddenly exploded into countless pieces without warning.

The fragments of various shapes shot out in all directions at great speed, rolling the waves that stirred the surrounding sea and made them restless.

Mu Cang looked at all this around him a little stunned, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and he muttered:

"The effect of an act done in a fake timeline will be synchronized with the real world, which is equivalent to ......."

Mu Cang suddenly smiled:

"Time stands still !!"

"Five seconds!"

……

The northern part of the continent of Europa.

Covered in snow, the castle of Pipano looks like something out of a fairy tale from a distance.

It's old, it's a little romantic.

So the castle has always been a tourist attraction.

Countless infatuated men and women swim here together.

They believe that having this castle as a testimony of their love will be long last.

But no one knows.

In fact, this castle is the place where people in the whole of Europa go missing most frequently.

Strangely, there seems to be a strange force that has been haunting the area.

It makes it seem as if all the people who have disappeared here have been completely forgotten by the world.

Not even the detectives in Europa could come up with the slightest idea of tracking down the castle.

What no one knows is that the castle presented to the world is just a false façade.

Its true essence is not in reality, but in the spiritual realm that clings to reality. ….

Today, the castle of Pipano is as crowded and lively as ever.

But these cheerful and laughing travelers did not know that from time to time, near them, wizards in black robes and full of gloomy aura floated through the air.

The two groups walked back and forth like phantoms, as if they were in two parallel worlds.

Do not interfere with each other, each doing its own thing.

Mycenil, where it is based.

At this time, in the center of the castle, in a wide sacrificial arena that ordinary people could not perceive or enter, a strong white man full of blood and darkness was sitting in a huge pool of blood.

There were hundreds of black-robed wizards around him, all of whom had empty eyes, as if they had been suppressed by demons.

Gurgl Gurgle –

The scarlet liquid in the blood pool was surging and boiling, exuding a dense and extremely cold aura at all times.

This is the ultimate witchcraft – the pool of Lazarus.

It is a kind of witch king ritual that is far more terrifying than conventional witchcraft in terms of power and divine nature.

It is composed of dozens or hundreds of witchcraft as components, through unimaginably complex processes, and it takes a lot of time and resources to build a wall.

There are two functions – sharing, and domination.

1. Share the life force and soul power of all human beings within the scope of all the sadhana.

This sharing is one-way, and all energy flows to the end of the sadhana, Mycenel.

2. Based on the enslaved human beings, they scatter evil power and magical energy, impregnating the earth under their feet and the air they breathe.

diffraction and permeate each other, so that the effect of the ritual is perpetuated.

The use of these two powers together will make the Lord of the Rites the master of the entire human community on a continent, the clan-level Alayya.

"The Pool of Lazarus! After a hundred years, I'm finally done!"

"I thought I would have to wait another hundred years, but I didn't expect that the ether would skyrocket again one day."

Mycenaer stood up from the pool of blood, his arms outstretched, and slowly floated upward:

"It seems that even fate is favoring me!"

He lowered his head and looked at the sacrificial ground below and whispered:

"The Spirit of Europa, the Destiny of Europa, is in the hands of me, Mycenae, from today onwards!"

As soon as these words came out, hundreds of wizards in the sacrificial arena below pulled out three blood-red spikes from their coat pockets, picked up two of them, and slammed them into their abdomen and chest.

Poof! Poof! Poof! Poof!

Strands of plasma erupted, but no one showed even the slightest pain, but instead a distorted smile bloomed on their faces.

Then, hundreds of wizards held up the last spike and slammed it into their heads, all trembling and chanting strange incantations.

As he chanted, the spikes that were rooted in everyone's bodies erupted in blood.

Gurgl Gurgle –

In an instant, hundreds of surging blood streams swirled around the room like living creatures.

At the same time as there was a piercing sound of breaking the air, it quickly rushed into Mycenil's body suspended in mid-air.

"Uhhh

Mycenel raised his head and roared:

"I am the father and Lord of all beings!" ….

As soon as the incantation came out, the sacrificial arena violently shook and a circle of black evil light appeared, piercing through the walls at lightning speed, sweeping in all directions.

Huhuhuhu-

The laughter and laughter of the tourists in the castle outside bore the brunt, and in an instant they were impregnated by the invisible and insubstantial evil light, and the body and soul Kaka grew a long, transparent chain through the layers of rock walls, connecting with Mycenil in the very center of the castle below.

But the impregnation of the evil light did not end, but quickly expanded the range, and quickly pushed away in all directions, front, back, left and right.

They are like invisible light and shadow, which can penetrate anything without hindrance.

Neither humans nor animals, nor high-rise buildings, nor ancient city walls, nor even the majestic mountains and boulders, can not stop the evil light in the slightest.

Soon, hundreds of thousands of human beings within a radius of 100 kilometers were soaked in body and soul by the evil light without realizing it, and invisible chains quickly grew through the distance, completely connected with Mycenel in the sacrificial arena in the center of the castle.

Time passes.

Half an hour later, the evil light of the Pool of Lazarus enveloped the continent of Europa for nearly half of it.

There are hundreds of millions of Europa people forcibly linked by Mycenae.

In the sacrificial grounds.

Feeling the growing scope of the evil light, as well as his own more vigorous vitality and evil energy, Mycenaer couldn't help but laugh wildly:

"Hahahaha! The lives and souls of billions of people have blessed me! No one can truly defeat me unless I kill all the humans enslaved by the Pool of Lazarus!"

He lowered his head to look at the hundreds of wizards in the sacrificial arena who slowly fell to the ground and quickly turned into useless ashes, and snorted:

"It's not in vain that I've spent so much time, you stupid and inferior creatures, giving your life for me

It's an honor!"

"This is just the beginning, when I truly dominate all of humanity, I can erode the consciousness of this world and become the true master of the world!

At that time, I will be able to harness the power of the stars to break through the bottleneck, hehehe, the Wizard Continent ......."

In the midst of his fantasies, Mycenaer suddenly felt a stir in his soul, as if something important had disappeared.

"Huh?! What's going on?"

He frowned slightly, and sensed it carefully.

It didn't take long to find out why.

"Monroe is dead? He's dead?! The sorcery of time and space has not yet been cultivated, how can he die!!"

Myciniel instantly became furious, and said with a cold face:

"My Mycenil's Soul Blood Descendant, I can only kill it! What little bug was so bold as to kill Monroe?!"

Mycenil's blood-red eyes were extremely cold, and he slowly raised his palm covered with treacherous lines, and stretched out his scarlet fingers to the air in front of him.

Buzz –

A circle of dense and complex incantations quickly swept around.

In an instant, the surrounding walls, countless laughing travelers, thick layers of soil, and solid rocks all became transparent and illusory.

In his vision, the entire castle suddenly dissipated.

The vast snow-capped mountains, the long rivers, the cities, the villages and towns, the countless people and countless things in the distance, all imprinted into the eyes of Mycenil.

Even the distant Lighthouse Continent, the Yanzhou Continent, and even the various scenes on the Shenzhou Continent were all seen by him and in his eyes. ….

But after watching for a long time, Mycenaer still did not find the target.

"So much of a hindrance? A deliberately created wall of spirits? Hmph, so afraid I'll find you?!"

Mycenaer smiled evilly, "Useless, useless, useless! If I want to kill you, no one can stop me!"

He put away his smile and suddenly snorted coldly:

"Eye of Atropos!"

Wow –

All of a sudden, the surrounding air was filled with murmurs, screams, low sobs, and the creepy laughter of children.

After these voices appeared, the entire sacrificial arena quickly became cold.

It was like a cave opening a ghost gate, and thousands of evil ghosts suddenly appeared in the world, ready to pounce out of the shadows at any time to kill people, and the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became dark and supernatural.

Hiss –

Mycenaeol's eyes suddenly swelled several times, and from the tear of the eyeballs came a dense thick thin sticky black beard, which crawled down his cheeks, and in just a few minutes crawled half of his body.

These tentacles intertwined with each other, condensing in mid-air into a pitch-black vortex like a thousand ghosts and snakes.

As soon as the dark vortex appeared, the entire sacrificial arena shook violently, as if it was about to transcend this reality and fall into the boundless secluded realm.

Mycenil intended to forcibly split a stream of souls and use sorcery to reach the other party's place.

Kill them on the spot!

Buzz –

In an instant, his perspective crossed the mountains and mountains, across the sky and the sea, and rushed straight to a base 10,000 meters below in the South Pacific.

At this moment, a cheer exploded in Mycenil's ears:

"How daring!"

Rumble!!

Mycenil, in the state of the Eye of Atropos, suddenly felt as if his soul had fallen into the boundless hell, and his mind was instantly shattered.

"Ahhhh

He opened his eyes wide as if he were blind, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

The whole world in sight is rapidly crumbling and collapsing.

"Run!!"

Mycenil's soul was so frightened that he hurriedly withdrew the power of the soul root that had been split, and hurriedly drilled back into the spirit world.

But there is a force in the rear that is chasing after him, that is, to devour him alive.

Mycenil, hidden in the castle of Pipano in the distance, could faintly feel the radiance of that power

and the majesty, as well as the boundless indifference and forest.

With each other, his incomparably distorted and evil corrosive power is much dwarfed.

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