Herag took the parchment and looked at the formalities related to the Sands of Time, which were stamped with several spell marks, which were only available for very important items.

After signing his name, he took the tiny hourglass.

The top and bottom of the hourglass are made of black wood, and the middle looks like glass, but upon closer inspection, you can see that it is not glass, and I don't know what material it is.

A grain of sand floats irregularly in the hourglass, and it looks ordinary, nothing peculiar.

Herag pinched the hourglass with two fingers and asked, "Mr. Ponte, may I ask how to use this sands of time?" ”

This was the first time Herag had come into contact with the Key to the Rules, and he didn't know how to use it yet.

He'd heard that the Key to the Rules took different forms, and how they could be used.

Some rule keys can be eaten directly, but some are very troublesome to use, and many rule keys even need to be mixed with the corresponding potions.

Ponte smiled: "The use of the Sands of Time is very simple, you first find a quiet place, adjust your mind, and try to calm down. Then infuse the sand of time with magic and it will help you understand the rules of time. I still want to remind you that the rules of time are difficult to perceive success, few people can perceive success with a grain of sand, and most people fail. ”

"This grain of sand of time has been lying in the vault for three years, and no one has exchanged it. It's not because they don't contribute enough, but because it's too difficult to understand the rules of time. Even with the help of sand sometimes, it is difficult to succeed. So tell you in advance, lest you get frustrated, it's normal to fail. ”

Herag nodded, "Thank you, Mr. Ponte, for reminding me." ”

Herag had known it before, and he knew that the rules of space and time were two very special rules, and they were also the two rules with the highest difficulty in understanding.

He just didn't expect that this grain of sand of time had been in the secret vault for three years, and at that time, he was thinking about exchanging it quickly so as not to be exchanged by others first.

Now it seems that I have thought too much, and ordinary people will not exchange the sands of time at all.

This thing is very expensive, the probability of success is still very low, and it is very likely that you will get nothing for spending 4,000 contribution points.

A full 4,000 contribution points is difficult for most wizards to accumulate.

If Herag had known this information in advance, he would probably have to consider whether to exchange it or not.

If he couldn't rely on this grain of sand of time to comprehend success, then he would have wasted four thousand contribution points in vain.

"Good luck, my friend. It is said that people who experience the rules of time through the sands of time may have the opportunity to see something that happened in the past or in the future. Ponte laughed.

"Past or future? If I see something in the future, will it happen? Herag asked.

Ponte pondered, "Not necessarily, if you see a picture of the future, it's just what will happen according to the current trajectory of fate. But the trajectory of fate can also change, it's just hard. ”

"Understood, thank you." Herag thanked.

After Ponte left, Herag took the Sands of Time to the ashram, meditated for a while, adjusted his state, and then opened his eyes.

Herag looked at the hourglass in front of him, and the grain of sand was sinking and floating in it.

He poured his mana into the hourglass and poured it into the sand.

Nothing happened at first, and Herag continued to inject some mana into it.

Still no response, Gerag wondered if his 4,000-point contribution was going to be wasted.

This grain of sand of time is very special, no matter how much magic power is put into it, it is like a stone sinking into the sea, and there is no movement at all.

Herag did not give up, and continued to increase the horsepower into it to input mana, and the mana in his body was continuously instilled into it.

"Mana remaining: 70%."

"Mana remaining: 60%."

……

"Mana remaining: 20%."

Herag watched as the mana in the data panel continued to decrease, and the Sands of Time still didn't react.

As he was considering whether or not to invoke the magic stored in the dot matrix, the Sands of Time finally changed something.

The Sands of Time began to emit some golden light, and it was originally floating up and down in the hourglass, but it would not move, as if it was frozen inside.

Sensing that something was wrong around him, Herag turned his head to find that he was no longer in the ashram, and that the surroundings had become a scene of brilliant lights.

It was as if a wall had been painted with colorful paints.

Soon, these colors began to change.

Images flashed quickly before Herag's eyes, and he saw an emaciated child curled up on a wooden bed, trembling to his feet.

"It's ...... Myself, when I was at the castle. ”

Herag looked a little familiar, and quickly realized that this was when he was in Baron Baron's castle.

The images flashed quickly, and Herag realized that these were his own past experiences.

Lillian, Dino, Boat, Moonglade, Malcolm......

These flashes of images are like recalling the first half of Herag's life, and the speed of the flashes is so fast that with Herag's eyesight, he can only capture some fragments, and most of the images cannot be seen clearly.

The scene quickly came to the present, where Herag had just walked into the ashram.

Herag's eyes widened as he continued to watch, and the image began to flicker backwards.

He knew that from here on, the future should be possible.

The images flickered quickly, and the occasional images that Herag captured were everyday images that didn't look any different.

But then, the style of painting changed.

Herag saw a ruined city, with a large part of the walls crumbling and the wizard's tower in the city, and only half of the tower was left in smoke on the ground.

Elsewhere, houses were in ruins, and there were countless dead bodies on the ground.

"It's ...... Silvermoon City? ”

Herag was a little unsure, because the ruins of the city had changed beyond recognition, and it was difficult to see what they were.

But those wizarding towers indicate that this must be the inner city of the Auroville, and most of the wizarding towers in the Auroville are the same, so they are easy to identify.

In these ruins, Herag only saw the iconic building of the Wizard's Tower, which can only be used to deduce what kind of place it is.

"What's going on?"

Herag was a little puzzled, no matter where this was in the Land of Dawn, it must have been a big deal if it happened.

This scenario illustrates how much of a city has been destroyed, and what kind of power can destroy a city inside the Auroville.

(End of chapter)