The experience of jumping in time and space this time is different from any previous one. The world has been bustling and lively for a hundred thousand years, with so many countries, people and people, people and things, and even a tree, a grass, a flower and a leaf. Fragments of fragments came rushing towards him, pulling, squeezing, colliding with Witt's body, his mind, every meridian, every cell... Although he had become a god, the explosive amount of information made him Feel the shock like never before...even the pain.
I don’t know how long it took for this jump in time and space. When it landed, Witt was still dizzy, hot all over, and his heart beat faster. It took him three minutes to calm down. He looked around—the wind and sand, and the wind and sand again, the yellow sand was long, mixed with gray smoke and dust, covering the true color of the sky and the gray stone on the ground. He looked down, and the feet below the knees were all hazy. In such an environment, visitors are naturally easily blinded by the wind and sand.
Such a harsh environment did not frighten Witt. After stabilizing the violent heartbeat caused by time and space travel, he quickly calmed down. He and Ayatsuji had been to a similar place... It was a test assigned by Shura when they were in the city of hanging iron. That experience was bizarre. If Ayatsuji hadn't completed the task at the very moment, he might have died at the jaws of the seven-headed dragon.
How could the experience of a narrow escape be easily forgotten? From this, Witt has concluded that this place is the Land of Chaos.
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The incarnation of the holy god who stepped into the entrance of time and space earlier than himself did not appear in sight, but Witt did not call out loudly, nor was he in a hurry to find her. In a place like the Land of Chaos, where one could tell it was dangerous at first sight, where the decisive battle was, he just wanted to silently find a place where he should stand, and wait until the time for the battle to start. He had a hunch that when the time came, the Holy Spirit would naturally appear.
Standing still and doing nothing is of course not an option. Although there is no direction and no guidance, Witt still made sure of the front he was facing when he landed, and walked forward against the harsh environment covered by wind and sand.
Soon, the distant scenery ahead seemed to have ups and downs, as if the scenery was hidden between the wind and sand, he immediately quickened his pace and ran over.
As the wind and sand gradually dissipated, the scenery in front of him gradually became clear, revealing a barren sandstone village, which made Witt's heart churn... because all this looked so familiar, the yellow and black sandstone In the landscape made up of gray tiles, the houses are ruined, empty and deserted, and the eye totem is occasionally seen... This is indeed the place where he and Ayatsuji went on a mission together, hidden in the chaotic land of wind and sand among the villages.
The scenery is about the same, but this scene is more dilapidated than before. The houses in the village are crumbling everywhere, and it seems that they may be knocked down by the wind and sand every minute, and they will be completely turned into a pile of ruins.
The old scenery, but the beautiful woman is not there, Witt felt a pang of sadness in his heart, but he did not stop. Relying on his memory, he came to the first hut at the head of the village where he took refuge with Ayatsuji. Sure enough, the furnishings in the house exuded a strong aboriginal atmosphere as reflected in his memory. A package of clay pots and jars, eye totems can be seen everywhere in the jars, walls, beams and corners, it seems to be exactly the same as the scene he saw when he passed through the border last time, only covered with a thicker layer of dust That's all.
He couldn't help picking up a pottery pot engraved with an eye totem to examine it carefully just like before. At the same time, the memory of meeting the seven-headed dragon and almost dying in the middle of the night flooded his mind. He seemed to understand—since this is the place where he met the seven-headed evil dragon, he thought he would encounter the same dragon battle here this time, right
Just as he was thinking, the wind and sand outside the window seemed to rise again. It's just... the sense of wind is different from the sound of a natural wind blowing. For Witt, whose ear sensitivity has improved by a few percent, he immediately felt the difference.
Flashing into the shadow, he just stood still when he saw a white figure swaying by the window... This white figure is definitely not the incarnation of the Holy God, because it has silver hair and a completely different energy wave from the Holy God flow. After regaining his senses, the judgment driven by agility was improved in all aspects. He almost did not hesitate to make a conclusion.
The Nine-Tails Prophet was in a hurry, exuding the aura of white runes all over his body, and he was completely unaware of his existence. It seemed that he had a rather urgent matter to act on.
Without hesitation, Witt teleported out of the window, determined to keep up. He already had a premonition in his heart that the direction of Nine Tails must be the place where he will fight with Thor. It seems... the moment of the final confrontation is really approaching.