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Chapter 2442 The clock is drawn closer

Flying with him silently for more than ten miles, Sanders didn't even speak.

Seeing that he was already very far away from the Ghost Shipyard Island, Angel thought for a while and took the initiative to say: "Teacher, do you have anything to ask me?"

Sanders glanced at Angel lightly: "The reason why you went back was not specifically to see Birth of Disorders, right?"

"Sure enough, my mentor still understands me."

Angel's answer has already proven that Sanders's conjecture was correct.

Sanders stopped and hovered in mid-air: "I believe that if you decide to return, there must be a reason why you have to go. However, I still hope you understand one thing."

"What's the matter?" Angel also stopped and looked back.

"Everything in the world, including the things you think is important, is not as valuable as life." Sanders paused: "As long as you are alive, you have everything. If you die, everything will stop."

Angel understood what Sanders meant by what he said.

Sanders did not stop him from beginning to end. This may be his value orientation in dealing with interpersonal relationships, but it does not mean that Sanders really supports all of Angel's choices.

He just respects Angel's opinion and is unwilling to interfere with other people's choices.

But his true thoughts in his heart were probably similar to those of Nice and others. He didn't really want Angel to get involved in the affairs at the center of the fog belt.

The things there not only exceed the limits of the Southern Territory, but also exceed the limits of energy levels.

Even if Lord Rhine goes there, there is a risk of falling if he is not careful, let alone Angel.

Therefore, even though Sanders supported Angel's decision before, he still didn't want to watch Angel die. So, he chose to fly with Angel and used warning words as a dissuasion.

"Do you want to see your brother, who is thousands of miles away and feels sorry for you? Your enlightenment mentor, turned into bones alone in an ice coffin? And the people you value, and the people who value you... are sad?"

Angel pondered for a moment and said silently: "I don't hope."

"Is this what you're thinking?"

"Yes."

Sanders looked at Angel and said softly: "Are you still ready to return to the center of the fog zone, even if you don't want the people you cherish to be sad?"

Angel hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Sanders was silent for a long time this time. After nearly half a minute, he spoke again: "You... do you think you can survive?"

Sanders still did not ask Angel about his purpose, but asked for a result that had no answer and was more idealistic.

"Yes." Angel was very sure.

Sanders narrowed his eyes: "Do you really believe that someone can save you?"

Angel: "..."

"You want to ask me why I am sure someone will save you?"

Angel chuckled and didn't say yes or no.

"If you dare to answer 'yes' so firmly, it must mean that you have confidence. I don't know where your confidence comes from, but it's almost the same, there are only those kinds of things."

"Watchers, those from the Nightmare Realm... and those from the Void." Sanders said with almost certainty.

The reason for this speculation is actually very simple. In Sanders' view, those who can seek opportunities in the center of the foggy belt must at least have special abilities or the strength of a legendary foundation.

As for such an existence, when it comes to Angel, the first thing he thinks of must be the Inspector.

The previous inspector's attitude towards Angel was obviously different from other people's. Therefore, it was possible that the inspector had let Angel go. However, since the inspector had let Angel go before, it would be unavoidable to call him back now.

There were some repetitions, which made Sanders think that the inspectors might be relatively low-level.

In addition to the inspectors, there are also creatures from the nightmare world that can help Angel.

The creatures in the nightmare world are more mysterious and more powerful. Angel's status in the nightmare world may allow some creatures in the nightmare world to help him, which will become the confidence for him to go to the center of the fog belt this time. However, Sanders feels that the nightmare world

The possibility of being a creature is still very low, because from the beginning to the end, no creature from the Nightmare Realm was involved. As a pioneer of the nightmare art, he did not feel any breath of the Nightmare Realm in the center of the fog belt.

No matter how powerful the creatures in the nightmare world are, no matter how confident Angel is, they cannot inexplicably let Angel run back to the center of the foggy belt. What's more, do the creatures in the nightmare world really know what is in the center of the foggy belt?

As for the last possibility: empty.

Sanders had never thought about it before, but he noticed a detail around Angel.

When leaving the fog zone, Angel was completely clean, with no other creatures except Dangros next to him.

But now, when he left Ghost Shipyard Island, there was another creature beside Angel.

It is a creature that cannot be caught with the naked eye, exists only in the energy world, and has a very low aura - the Void Traveler.

This void creature appeared inexplicably next to Angel, which naturally gave Sanders an idea.

In particular, after Sanders mentioned these three possibilities, Angel subconsciously glanced at the Void Traveler, and even asked Sanders to confirm that maybe this time Angel returned to the center of the fog zone with the confidence of the source.

In the void.

However, does Angel know any void creatures? Sanders has never heard of it. After all, everyone has his or her own opportunities, and it is impossible for him to know everything about Angel.

"It seems that my guess is correct." Sanders: "Even if you think there will be powerful beings to help you, do you really feel that you have peace of mind?"

"Relying the power of survival to the help of outsiders is not an option that an independent wizard would consider immediately."

"Moreover, are you really sure that the person who helps you is single-minded? No matter who they are, they must have selfish motives. When their selfishness and desires expand beyond control, the so-called promise is just a piece of nonsense."

"Even I may not be able to help you wholeheartedly."

Angel: "I understand."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! You understand, but you still don’t listen. Sanders silently added Angel’s inner words. As Angel’s mentor, Sanders is still

Angel knew him well and understood the truth, but the decision he had made was difficult to change.

Angel: "My return this time is not to interfere with the center's affairs. It's just to do a positioning work."

"Positioning? So that a certain being can know the coordinates and come down?" Sanders pointed to the void traveler next to him: "Then just let him pass."

Angel shook his head: "Not Hedlan, only I can position it."

After a pause, Angel continued: "Furthermore, what I said before, watching the promotion process of disordered objects, is just a temporary reason, but when I said it, I had a hunch,

There is nothing wrong with the choice returned.”

"In fact, this premonition is so strong that...it seems like I am making a choice that can change the course of my life."

"Maybe it was just my illusion, but at that moment, I really felt that way. So, I was even more determined to come."

When Angel said these words, Sanders suddenly fell silent.

What Angel said was very vague, even a little obscure and confusing. But Sanders knew very well what Angel wanted to express.

Because, he had made similar choices. When he was in front of an important choice that could affect his life, he felt the same way.

This is not false empty talk, nor is it a delusional sentiment, it is real... Destiny is elusive, but there are always some people who pursue miracles who can change destiny.

For example, Time Thief.

Sanders has been marked by a time thief, so he feels similar when he makes a fateful decision.

Even, the time thief will personally visit and steal the choice that Sanders gave up.

This feeling is real, so Angel's strong premonition may also be real. This is an exclusive tip for those marked by the time thief.

However, it seems that the time thief did not arrive this time, nor did he steal Angel's choice. Maybe he felt that this stealing was meaningless?

Now that the words have reached this point, it is naturally impossible for Sanders to stop it.

As a person marked by the time thief, after experiencing various difficult choices, he has developed a character that does not like to interfere with other people's decisions. If Angel was not really important to him, Sanders would not want to interfere.

But now, Angel tells him that the choice he makes may be related to his future destiny.

Sanders didn't dare to stop it.

Staying or going was an innocuous choice before. But now, it has become a major decision that time thieves may pay attention to.

Interfering with Angel's decision at this time may even change his destiny.

Sanders was silent for a moment and then spoke slowly: "Since you think this choice is important, then eliminate all possible interference and follow what you want."

Angel nodded solemnly.

Sanders looked at the endless black sea in front of him: "My illusion clone has reached its limit, let's separate here. As I said on the island, I hope to see you come back alive."

After the words fell, Sanders gently patted Angel's shoulder, then turned into foam and disappeared without a trace.



After Sanders left, Angel hovered there and thought for a moment.

"Exclude all possible interference and follow your heart." This is what Sanders said before, and Angel was also thinking about it at this time.

If this choice is really so important, will he be interfered by some external factors? Is his choice really the right one?

Angel is also seeing his true nature and rethinking whether his decision has been hasty.



But at this time, in a certain dimension that cannot be pried into.

There are a large number of clocks densely scattered here, round, square, long, flat, and even half of them are embedded in the void. At a glance, you can't tell the number at all.

Among all the clocks, the one in the center is the largest and most conspicuous.

Because, on the top of this clock, sits a tall black shadow.

This black figure looked very relaxed, listening to the sound of the beating hands around him and humming an unknown tune in his nose.

Suddenly, among the many clocks, the hands and minute hands of a circular clock began to beat.

When the minute hand and the hour hand return to 0 o'clock at the same time, the clear and loud sound of the bell surrounds this endless space densely populated with numerous time wheels.

Only then did the black shadow raise his head and look at the bell that resounded through time and space.

"There is a mark that touches the choice." The shadow muttered: "Let me see."

The round clock was pulled out of thin air by the black shadow and pulled in front of him.

At this time, golden light was flowing from the clock.

"Tsk tsk, the overflowing honey of time is so sweet... It seems that it is necessary to go and see it."

The black shadow jumped lightly and jumped down from the top of the clock.

At the same time, a circular metal door appeared in the center of the huge clock, where the wheel should have been. The black shadow walked to the metal door, preparing to push it open and step into the marked area.

However, the moment his hand touched the round metal door, his fingertips suddenly pricked.

He took his hand back.

A drop of pale golden blood slowly oozed out from the fingertips. The blood flowed around the fingertips for a while, then dripped into the void... and disappeared.

The black shadow stayed in place for a while, but in the end, it did not step into the metal door again, but returned to the top of the clock.

"If I go, I will have a bad feeling."

But who does this bad premonition come from?

Someone being tagged? It seems not.

"Could it be that if I go there, I will see an old acquaintance?" The shadow pondered for a moment, but did not see the answer in the wheel of time.

"Forget it, I won't go."

He thought for a while, and then turned his gaze again to the round clock that was still shining with golden light.

"It seems that he is a person with a profound influence... Well, let's add a mark."

As he finished speaking, the originally dusty shell of the round clock began to glow with a lustrous luster.

At the same time, a faint figure appeared in the center of the clock.

If Angel were here, he would be able to find that this figure is exactly what he looked like when he refined the Blood Night Asylum many years ago.

Watching Angel's illusion quietly, the corners of the black shadow's mouth slightly raised.

"Hey, it's you, young man."

The black shadow's voice was full of interest, as if he had discovered some interesting toy. He still did not leave for the metal door to go to the chosen place, but carefully observed Angel's illusion.

It seemed that Angel's figure was imprinted in his eyes.

After a long time, the black shadow laughed softly, wiped away the illusion in a good mood, and then pushed the round clock aside.

Only this time, he did not push the round clock to its place in the distant clock pile.

Instead, it was hovering near the huge clock.

There are very few clocks here, only about a thousand. Each of these clocks of different shapes shines with extremely dazzling brilliance, and they are also very large. Some of them are even close to the huge time wheel where the black shadow stands.

The round clock that represents Ingres looks very small and dim in the forest of these huge clocks, even a little uncoordinated and awkward.

If someone with obsessive-compulsive disorder saw this scene, they would probably be so irritated that they could dig through the core of the earth with their toenails.

But Black Shadow obviously does not have any obsessive-compulsive disorder, or in other words, his obsessive-compulsive disorder does not lie in appearance. Not only did he not feel any displeasure, he even whistled happily.


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