Chapter 975: God of Time

"By the way, there's something I want to ask you."

Lin Qiye seemed to remember something, and told Wang Mian what happened to Jialan.

"You want to speed up her awakening?" Wang Mian's brows furrowed slightly, and after pondering for a moment, he shook his head, "I can't help you with this matter." ”

"Aren't you an agent of the god of time?"

"There is more than one god of time in the world." Wang Mian explained, "The scope of the law of time is too deep and too wide, and it is not at all something that a single god can completely control, and the gods of time of many gods in the world have divided the law of time, and each of them involves a different field of time.

The god of time I represent is Chronos of Greek mythology, and the time realm he is involved in is more specialized in time rewinding, that is, my [Time Sequence Thug], and I can also use other time pauses, slow down, and speed up, but they are only scratching the surface.

What Garan needs now is to specialize in the laws of time acceleration, which neither I nor Kronos can do. ”

"In other words, I need to find another god of time?" Lin Qiye frowned slightly, "Which god of time is the one with this kind of power?" ”

"I don't know, but I can help you investigate, and I'll let you know when there's a result."

"Thank you." Lin Qiye nodded slightly.

A hazy mist rolled through the wreckage of the city, and before they knew it, the two of them were at a ruined crossroads.

Under the dim sky, the road at this gray crossroads stretched in different directions, drowning in a tumbling mist, and there was no end in sight, only endless mystery and unknown.

They had just walked to the center, as if sensing something, and stopped at the same time.

The air fell silent suddenly.

Lin Qiye stood on the zebra crossing, his face was stunned, he first turned his head to look at the left turning road shrouded in fog, and after hesitating for a moment, he looked at the right turning road......

"The one on the left is looking for me."

Wang Mian's eyes stared at the road on his left and slowly spoke.

"The one on the right should be looking for me." Lin Qiye recalled the words of Yuding Zhenren just now and replied.

"I'll help you ask about your affairs by the way." Wang Mian took a step forward and calmly walked towards the road on the left, his figure gradually disappearing into the mist, "See you in the Great Xia." ”

"Hmm."

Lin Qiye took a deep breath, turned around and walked into the road on the right.

Two figures, one gray and one red, walked in different directions in the misty intersection and disappeared without a trace.

……

Wang Mian walked in the fog for a long time.

The streets on both sides, which had been abandoned for centuries, were dead and silent, and the decaying branches of the trees were gently blown by the wind, and then they were crumbled into dregs, flying in the air like ghosts.

Daβ€”β€”!

As Wang Mian crossed the zebra crossing with one foot, the flying branches and debris were suddenly frozen in the air, like black dots embedded in the gray sky, eternally stagnant.

Even the wind and fog froze at this moment.

Time pauses.

Wang Mian's footsteps paused slightly, and soon he ignored the strangeness around him, put on a gray cloak, and walked forward naturally.

This time the time pause was not made by him.

In the distance, in the middle of the misty street, an old man in black was standing quietly under an abandoned traffic light, his hands on crutches, his eyes closed, as if he were asleep.

When the king saw him, he stopped.

"Why did you let me go so far?" He spoke helplessly.

The eyes of the old man in black slowly opened.

The brilliant river of time flowed from his eyes, intertwined into a ring of head and tail, endless time and vicissitudes surged out at this moment, and in an instant, the time of this street was rapidly reversed!

The remnants of the flying branches rolled back into the soil, turning into a decaying tree, which recame to life at a speed visible to the naked eye, and ten seconds later, it was a tall cherry blossom tree again.

The mottled surface of the abandoned buildings on both sides quickly faded, and under the retrospective time, those dusty and dilapidated storefronts were rejuvenated, and the broken signboards automatically flew back to the faΓ§ade, and a new and vibrant Japanese-style commercial street reappeared in front of Wang Mian's eyes.

Pink cherry blossoms are falling like rain, and on the brand-new street, two old people are looking at each other from a distance.

"Your one in Great Xia is on the other side, and I don't want to get too close to him." The old man stared at the king's face and spoke slowly.

"The primordial god of Greek mythology, the god of time, Chronos, will also be afraid of the one in Great Xia?"

"It's not fear, it's mutual respect." The old man said lightly, "Something was taken out?" ”

"Hmm."

Wang Mian took out the eight-foot Qiong Hook Jade with a broken corner from his arms and spread it in his palm, "Is it it?" ”

"It's it." The old man's gaze swept over Gotama and nodded slightly.

"You came so fast, I just brought it out when you showed up."

"It has left Takamagahara, and the breath will naturally be perceived by me." The old man paused, "As for the speed or slowness of time, it doesn't mean anything to me. ”

Wang Mian grabbed the magatama in his hand, was silent for a moment, and still spoke, "I have a request." ”

When the old man heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he did not speak.

"I want the law of time."

"You want to be a god?" The old man's brow furrowed slightly, "Trying to become the god of time in a human form...... You don't have a lot of guts. ”

"I have a reason why I have to become a god."

The old man stared into Wang Mian's eyes, and after a moment, shook his head.

"Impossible, the laws of time in this world have been divided and fused by the gods, and there is no extra law of time to give you ......"

Hearing this, Wang Mian's brows furrowed tightly.

"Unless ......"

"Unless what?"

"Unless, when I die, my laws return to heaven and earth, if you have the ability to take it away from the other gods of time, then you can naturally replace me and become the god of time." The old man said leisurely.

The king was stunned, and bitterness appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Theoretically, this path can indeed work, since there are no superfluous laws in the world, it is enough to wait for Chronos to die and inherit his laws, but this possibility is infinitely close to zero.

Chronos was the primordial god of Greek mythology, how could he die so easily? In this world, there are only a handful of beings who can fight him, let alone kill him.

And even if he is really dead, the law of time he left behind will inevitably cause the gods of time of other god systems to snatch it, with a human ceiling in the face of the king, how can he take this law of time from among the gods?