Chapter 975
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Chapter 975: God of Time
“Oh right, there’s something I wanted to ask you.”
Lin Qiye seemed to recall something and told Wang Mian about Jia Lan’s situation.
“You want to accelerate her divine awakening process?” Wang Mian’s brows furrowed slightly, and after pondering for a moment, he shook his head, “In this matter, I can’t help you.”
“Aren’t you the agent of the Time God?”
“In this world, there isn’t just one Time God.” Wang Mian explained, “The scope of time laws is too deep and broad for a single deity to fully control. The Time Gods from various pantheons have divided the laws of time among themselves, and each one specializes in different aspects of time.
The Time God I represent is Chronos from Greek mythology. His domain of time specializes more in time reversal, which is my [Time Sequence Thug]. While I can use other time abilities like pause, slow down, and speed up, I only know the basics.
What Jia Lan needs now is the law specializing in time acceleration, which neither I nor Chronos can provide.”
“So you’re saying I need to find other Time Gods?” Lin Qiye frowned, “Then which Time God possesses this power?”
“I don’t know, but I can help you investigate and let you know when I find something.”
“Thank you.” Lin Qiye nodded slightly.
Misty fog rolled through the city ruins, and without realizing it, the two had arrived at a broken intersection.
Under the dim sky, the gray intersection’s roads extended in different directions, disappearing into the rolling mist. Looking out, one couldn’t see the end, only endless mystery and uncertainty remained.
Just as they reached the center, they both stopped as if sensing something.
The air suddenly fell silent.
Lin Qiye stood on the zebra crossing, surprise appearing on his face. He first turned to look at the left turn shrouded in mist, hesitated for a moment, then looked toward the right turn…
“The one on the left is coming for me.”
Wang Mian’s eyes fixed on the left road as he spoke slowly.
“The one on the right should be looking for me.” Lin Qiye recalled what Yu Ding Zhenren had said earlier and replied.
“I’ll help ask about your matter while I’m at it.” Wang Mian stepped toward the left road, his figure gradually disappearing into the mist, “See you in Da Xia.”
“Mm.”
Lin Qiye took a deep breath and turned to walk into the right road.
Two figures, one gray and one red, at the misty intersection, walked in different directions and vanished without a trace.
…
Wang Mian walked in the mist for a long time.
The streets on both sides, abandoned for centuries, were dead silent. The decaying tree branches shattered into debris with the slightest breeze, dancing like ghosts in the air.
Tap!
As Wang Mian stepped across the zebra crossing, the flying tree debris suddenly froze in the air, like black dots embedded in the gray sky, eternally suspended.
Even the wind and mist froze in that instant.
Time stopped.
Wang Mian’s steps faltered slightly, but he quickly ignored the anomaly around him and continued forward naturally in his gray cloak.
This time stop wasn’t his doing.
In the distance, at the center of the misty street, an old man in black stood quietly under an abandoned traffic light, both hands resting on a cane, eyes closed as if asleep.
Wang Mian stopped upon seeing him.
“Why make me walk so far?” he asked somewhat helplessly.
The old man in black slowly opened his eyes.
The brilliant river of time flowed from his eyes, interweaving into a circle where head met tail. Endless time and vicissitudes surged forth in that instant, and suddenly, time on this street rapidly reversed!
The flying tree debris rolled back into the soil, becoming a decaying tree, then visibly regenerating. After ten seconds, it had transformed back into a massive cherry blossom tree.
The weathering on the abandoned buildings’ surfaces rapidly retreated. Under the reversal of time, those dust-covered, broken storefronts regained their brilliance. Broken signs flew back onto the facades, and a new, vibrant Japanese commercial street reappeared before Wang Mian’s eyes.
Pink cherry blossoms fell like rain, and on the renewed street, two old men gazed at each other across an intersection.
“Your Da Xia’s deity is on the other side. I don’t want to be too close to him.” The old man gazed at Wang Mian as he slowly spoke.
“The mighty Chronos, primordial god of time from Greek mythology, is afraid of Da Xia’s deity?”
“This isn’t fear, but mutual respect.” The old man said calmly, “Did you bring it out?”
“Yes.”
Wang Mian took out the Yasakani no Magatama with its broken corner from his chest and held it in his palm, “Is this it?”
“It is.” The old man’s gaze swept over the magatama as he nodded slightly.
“You came quite quickly. As soon as I brought it out, you appeared.”
“Once it left Takamagahara, I naturally sensed its aura.” The old man paused, “As for the speed of time, it has no meaning to me.”
Wang Mian gripped the magatama in his hand, remained silent for a moment, then spoke, “I have a request.”
The old man’s eyes narrowed when he heard this but didn’t speak.
“I want a portion of the laws of time.”
“You want to become a god?” The old man’s brows furrowed slightly, “As a human, attempting to become a Time God… you’re quite bold.”
“I have my reasons why I must become a god.”
The old man stared into Wang Mian’s eyes, then after a moment, shook his head.
“Impossible. The laws of time in this world have all been divided and merged among the gods. There are no spare time laws to give you…”
Hearing this, Wang Mian’s brows furrowed tightly.
“Unless…”
“Unless what?”
“Unless you wait until I die and my laws return to heaven and earth. If you have the ability to seize them from the other Time Gods’ division, then naturally you can replace me and become a Time God.” The old man said leisurely.
Wang Mian was stunned, a bitter smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
Theoretically, this path could work. Since there were no spare laws in the world, he could wait for Chronos to die and then inherit his laws. But the possibility was infinitely close to zero.
Chronos was a primordial god of Greek mythology, how could he die so easily? In this world, beings who could fight him were few and far between, let alone kill him.
And even if he did die, the time laws he left behind would surely spark a scramble among Time Gods from other pantheons. How could Wang Mian, at the peak of human capability, snatch these time laws from among the gods?
