You call this the mastermind?

Everything that happened in the dark ice field raging with cold wind seemed extremely strange.

The blizzard came and went, ups and downs, and the battle site surrounded by the blizzard also evolved inexplicably in a continuous cycle - the whole situation seemed like a "movie" of several minutes being played repeatedly.

However, despite the death and life, the situation was out of control, but the people in the "movie" knew nothing about it.

They were tirelessly playing their own different roles, some supporting the translucent magic shield to guard their companions, some shaking their wands and attacking frantically with a nervous look, and a few of them were watching coldly from the outside...

The brilliance of magic was brilliant, and various taboo spells made the battlefield colorful and full of danger.

However, no matter how strong they were, they only seemed small and humble in this silent time cycle, like all living things played by fate.

At the same time, the erosion of time exists quietly--

As the cycle continues to unfold, waves of inconspicuous scorching energy quietly spread in "corners" that ordinary people cannot detect. They ignore the tight protection of the fighting parties, ignore whether they are in a fight, and even ignore everyone's subjective consciousness, and silently enter each human body.

Then quickly burn people's vigorous life force.

So much so that before they know it, people in the cycle begin to age rapidly.

One year old, five years old, ten years old...

"What a group of fanatical people."

After another cycle, Linsai, who was watching the battlefield, smiled with a rather teasing expression.

He didn't realize that he, who should have been in his prime, had already had a crow's feet at the corner of his eyes...

"Maybe they are looking forward to replicating Caesar's experience before they die--"

He suddenly stopped talking, which he had repeated countless times, and then frowned, a hint of confusion flashed across his face, and he felt something was wrong in his heart.

But perhaps there was some kind of cognitive impairment. Even though Lindsay discovered the abnormality, he could not find the source of the abnormality at all. He also turned a blind eye to the obvious changes in himself.

So after thinking about it, the reincarnation of one of the three chief judges of heaven thought it was just his own illusion. He shook his head and began to watch the battle scene in the distance that he had seen countless times. He looked focused and laughed from time to time.

If he continued like this, he might not know anything until he died.

However, with a silent influence, he was immersed in observation. It was like a flash of thunder in his mind. He was suddenly stunned, as if he was reminded by something.

After looking up at the sky, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

"What's going on?!"

Lindsay's originally ruddy face quickly turned pale, and his expression was leisurely, but now it was full of anxiety and confusion.

Because he clearly remembered that when he was planning to ambush and kill this group of truth believers, the surrounding environment was dim and dark, and the time was midnight.

At the moment, judging from the whitening at the end of the sky, it is already dawn and the sun is about to rise!

But the battlefield in the distance is still the same as it was at the beginning...

Under the raging snow and ice, shouts and screams came one after another. The angry roars and panic shouts should have made Lindsay happy, but at this moment, his heart has sunk to the bottom of the valley.

"Is this the power of the child of destiny..."

After careful inspection, he could not find any external force erosion from all around. The bronze compass hanging on his waist was originally a great reliance for him, but now it was silent and had no reaction at all.

What this proves is self-evident...

Standing on the edge of the ice and snow cliff, Lindsay's face was uncertain for a long time, and finally threw away the monocular telescope in his hand, and then sat on the ground, giving up the struggle with a dejected expression.

As the reincarnation of a top-level holy spirit, Lindsay has many means. If he wants, he can even kill all the truth believers in the battlefield alone.

However, he could kill visible enemies at will, but how could he resist this invisible force?

The two forces of time and space were both taboo areas that were difficult to explore even in the former heaven, not to mention the end of the law era when the demon tide has receded.

Not only did he not have the confidence to crack it, he did not even have any ideas to break the current dilemma.

What made Lindsay even more embarrassed was that as a reincarnated body, the will of his "previous life" was dormant in his body. If this will was awakened, it would be much stronger than his current state.

But the will of the previous life, which should have been revived because of such a terrifying situation, was quiet at this moment, as if it had not discovered anything!

What does this mean?

Of course, it was his previous life, and he did not realize that his reincarnated body was already in an extremely dangerous situation.

He actually had the ability to actively wake up the other party.

But he had no intention of doing so at all.

Because, if he could not even discover it, then even if the will of the Holy Spirit really awakened, what power would he have to resist?

Feeling his vitality slipping away quickly, Lindsay's mind was in turmoil, but gradually, like an ordinary person facing the ruthless time, he could not resist, and his mood naturally began to calm down.

However, thinking that "not long ago", he was still considering calculating the child of destiny, but now this is the result, Lindsay's mood is still quite complicated.

He didn't feel any fear, at most he would die, and now, what he feared least was death.

But this feeling of powerlessness, which was more devastating than death...

"But why didn't He even let go of those Truth believers?"

Quietly feeling the power of time constantly running through him, the only question that Lindsay was in a mood to think about was this.

After all, no matter what, the Truth believers who believed in the Son of Destiny were also his own people, right?

As a result, the current scene was indistinguishable from friend or foe...

"Did He actually not pay attention to who was here? Just like a person is too lazy to care about what a group of ants are like?"

This guess made him feel a little desperate.

...

Whether people in the loop are aware of it or not, they are powerless to resist it.

Outside the loop, the mood of a bystander was even more complicated.

The bystander was standing on the cliff where Lindsay was at this time, but Lindsay didn't notice her existence at all, and even her extremely private expression changes and self-talk were seen by the clear without knowing it.

"Even if you wake up, you can't escape this cycle..."

The clear and pleasant voice murmured, a little ethereal, the goose feather snow in the sky kept falling, and the flawless white snowflakes fell on the pure silver long hair of the onlookers, which only looked dull.

Looking down at the brown-haired young man sitting on the edge of the cliff beside her, with a weak face, she couldn't help but pursed her thin lips.     If Sister Lydia was here at this time, she would be surprised to find that this person was the mysterious woman in Fort Saint Grant who had talked to her a lot not long ago.

And this place, from Fort Saint Grant, can be said to be on the other side of the world...

In a thought, she crossed thousands of miles and landed here, which seemed full of power and mystery, but the silver-haired woman herself did not have any pride in this.

She just felt a burst of powerlessness.

The fact that Lindsay beside her was able to wake up from the time loop was certainly not accidental, but because of her interference.

But the visible aging made her realize that what she did was useless - the time loop could be broken, but the erosion of life brought by the loop was not affected by her at all...

The silver-haired woman was a little discouraged by this, and even angry at the young man's plan to "lie down" without even resisting.

But she actually knew clearly that her idea was just venting her anger.

Even if she resisted, what would the result be?

"This is just a false domain forged by time and space. What should the real power of destiny be like?"

While muttering in a low voice, the silver-haired woman couldn't help but sigh, and then she planned to turn around and leave this useless observation area.

But she found that everything around her had quietly changed without her knowing it!

The sky dimmed, the blizzard stopped, and the people in the battle stopped their actions one after another, and then as if they were awakened, they kept shouting in panic.

Beside her, the powerless and collapsed young man also got up. After looking around, the decadence on his face immediately disappeared. The instinctive desire to survive made him turn around and run away. His expression was tense and he didn't dare to stay here for a moment.

Everything has proved that under the cold wind, the cycle of time has been quietly broken.

There were no casualties on the battlefield, but the enemy and us, who were full of energy and vitality not long ago, are now almost ten years older on average!

If it weren't for luck, or if it weren't too unlucky, they would be older...

Staring at all this, the silver-haired woman was speechless for a long time.

Because she knew that the dissipation of this cycle was not because someone was unable to maintain it, but because it took too long and the person was impatient to wait.

...

"What the hell?"

In the quiet study, Mellen muttered.

He had already picked up the domain ball placed on the yellowed map and kept observing everything inside, feeling a little strange.

He sat in this study room and waited for almost half a night, but the ball in his hand remained illusory and hazy, without any changes.

Although the calls in his heart disappeared, it was also because of this that Melen had no idea what was happening on the opposite side.

Therefore, Melen, who waited and waited but could not get a result, could only interrupt this mysterious process.

However, although there was no change in the appearance, when he picked up the ball and observed it, he found that some inexplicable plants had grown in this field -

In the original field space, there was only a vast and barren mud land with dim light. Because of the scorching energy, the land was dry and lifeless.

But now, some vine-like plants have sprung out from the cracks in the muddy land, spreading in the field in a scattered manner, like a bulging blood vessel protruding on the surface of brown skin...

This change seems to be a good thing, but the color of the vine is black with a hint of red. When you look closely, it looks eerie and weird, and it doesn't look like a good thing at all.

I couldn't observe anything with my eyes alone, so I used the power of the domain master to cut off a vine, took out a section and looked at it for a few times. Apart from the fact that there were bursts of hot transparent liquid overflowing from the section, I didn't find anything else.

"Maybe I should ask Juliana to research it for me?"

The liquid was colorless and odorless. Although it was a bit hot, Meren couldn't see anything about it, so he made this plan in his heart.

Mrs. Chelsea, who is a teacher, is not good at studying these inexplicable things. Although she has a very powerful Holy Spirit in her body, she is such an old antique. Her combat power may be amazing, but her acceptance and understanding of the wizard system, or all innovations in the mysterious field , not comparable to modern "scientific researchers".

Moreover, Melen did not intend to expose his secret to the other party. Although some of his lies were misleading, the appearance of these vines was always due to his identity as the son of destiny.

So the most suitable person to do this is Juliana.

But after thinking about it, Meren still collected the vine.

Although it was getting brighter outside at this moment, it was actually still early, so there was no rush to do this.

More importantly, he had other things to do.

After flipping through the book of secret words, Juliana's words about asking him why he didn't go home last night were still there quietly. Meren didn't respond, but looked at the corresponding page of Mrs. Chelsea.

No comments exist.

This proves that Alyssa is not awake yet.

Because I plan to wait for Alyssa to wake up and talk to her first before starting to implement the plan. Considering that her blood may not be able to withstand stimulation, waking her up on her own initiative does not seem to be a good option, and she is not in a hurry, so all she can do now is wait. .

Mellen then prepared to find Sister Lydia.

It's nothing wrong, it's just that my relationship with her made some qualitative progress yesterday, so I didn't have time to pay attention to her all night, so now I plan to go and take a look.

Originally, he was planning to get together while traveling through time and space, but unfortunately they were delayed by Alyssa's incident.

Considering the poor sensory synchronization situation of the Chelsea family, Meren also planned to ask Lydia if she noticed any abnormalities related to this incident at that time.

As a result, after arriving at the place, his attention was diverted by another thing.

"Did you encounter any special situation last night?"

Seeing Mellen appear in front of her in an instant, Lydia, who was lying on the bedside and not yet dressed, stared blankly, and then asked casually.

"Of course."

Mellen replied with a wink.

He naturally realized why the person in front of him asked this question——

The two of them noticed the corresponding pattern while traveling through time and space yesterday. According to normal development, Meren should have acquired, or thought of, the ability to transform into Anthony in that time and space last night.

But now that I think about it, what happened to him last night seems to have nothing to do with Anthony...