Super Dimensional Wizard

Chapter 2475 Clock Forest

I don't know how long it took, Angel fell from the golden light.

He closed his eyes tightly and his cheeks were white.

A few seconds later, Angel opened his eyes abruptly, but before he had time to see the surroundings. He clutched his chest, stood up from the ground, and retched sharply to the side.

This vomit is for half a minute.

However, after all, Angel had nothing in his belly, and he only vomited sour gastric juice after vomiting for a long time, but no matter what, at least he felt that his qi was smoother than before.

"The second time... the second time..." Angel's resentful voice floated out of his teeth.

When he was swallowed into the belly of a Dalmatian before, he experienced an unprecedented roll, and he felt very uncomfortable at that time. This time it was even worse. Angel himself didn't know how many times he rolled, as if he rolled from last year to this year.

Even with his current physique, he can be tortured to retching, which shows how unforgettable Angell this time of rolling is.

The depression in his chest eased slightly, and Angel raised his head and looked around.

This look directly stunned Angel's eyes.

bell.

Countless bells.

Round, square, flat, oblique, big like a morning star, small like a ring, cracked, half embedded in the void, shimmering, eclipsed...

All kinds of clocks are full of this unknown void.

And Angel, right in the corner of this "clock forest".

There is nothingness under his feet, but inexplicably, a gleam of fluffy grass grows where he steps. Angel walked tentatively, and the luminous fluffy grass would automatically grow where he fell with his movement, without the danger of falling into the void.

Although this kind of fluffy grass growing out of thin air is very peculiar, but considering that this is in the belly of a Dalmatian, everything may happen, and Angel ignores it.

He believed that these luminous fluffy grasses should be just trivial details.

Perhaps what the Dalmatian really wants him to see is this "clock forest".

These clocks come in various styles, some exquisite and some simple. At first glance, Angel did not find any surprising status. The only thing they have in common is that they are all static.

Now that the Dalmatian brought him here—yes, Angel firmly believes that he appeared here should be designed by Dalmatians—then the Dalmatian should want him to see something here, or Do something.

Thinking of this, Angel stood up.

He walked towards the nearest clock.

It was a bleak table clock, the hands were all rotten. Located in the outermost periphery of the clock forest, it looks like a decoration made by the fallen aristocrat to support the facade.

No matter how he looked at it, Angel did not see anything special about this clock.

After hesitating for a second, he decided to reach out and touch. ——Before he touched the clock outside before it changed, maybe the clock here is the same.

But when Angel put his hand out, he found that he had caught a hole.

This clock is not physical.

It is illusory.

Angel froze for a moment. As an illusionist wizard, he hadn't noticed the slightest illusion in this clock before. Except for a little shabby, in his eyes and in his mental vision, it was a reality. Clock.

Angel couldn't help waving his hand back and forth next to the clock, even if the touch of the hand was illusory, Angel still couldn't see where there was a trace of illusion.

Perhaps this is a more advanced illusion?

Or, this isn't actually an illusion, it's just that the entity cannot be touched with Angel's ability?

Angel couldn't get the answer, and could only attribute it to the magical ability of the Dalmatian.

Since this clock is illusory, what about other clocks? Angel didn't struggle in one place for too long, but continued to walk toward another clock.

The square clock wheel... illusory.

Heart-shaped pocket watch... illusory.

Ornate wall clock... illusory.

Anger moved all the way, touched all the way, whether it was a tall clock comparable to a mansion or a small pocket watch, no clock was real, it was all illusory.

Although these clocks are very distinctive in appearance, Angel really does not see any value worthy of careful study. He can only move on.

As Ingres moved forward, the surrounding clocks began to become more refined, and there were more luminous clock wheels.

However, no matter how delicate and dazzling, it is still only coated with a gorgeous appearance, and the inner shell is still illusory.

Perhaps because there are too many illusory clocks and watches, and he did not find any important points worthy of attention, Angel’s thinking began to diverge in strange directions. For example, at this time, he was thinking: If he is a watchmaker, maybe I will be very happy here. In the future, you don't need to think about designing clocks and watches. The plan is completely handful, and there is no need to repeat it every day.

With all kinds of indefinable thoughts, Angel continued to move forward. After walking for an unknown amount of time, he suddenly saw a huge spire clock in the distance.

That clock seemed to support the world, too big to imagine.

When Angel saw the clock at the first glance, an idea immediately emerged in his mind: there, there may be the destination!

Angel doesn’t care whether the thought is a premonition or a perception that a Dalmatian has forced it in. Anyway, he has nowhere else to go, so look over there. Maybe it’s really possible. Find any clues.

Angel did not hesitate, and even accelerated under his feet.

In the void, the dangling shimmering fluffy grass, born and died under Angel's feet, was like a road sign, glowing all the way, and came to the huge clock.

When he came here, Angel immediately understood that he had come to the right place.

Because, when he entered one mile around the spire clock, all the stationary clocks and hands all began to beat.

Tick ​​tick--

The beating sound of various hands resounded across the sky.

However, these clocks that had already begun to beat were still illusory, at least Angel couldn't touch it.

He could only continue to move forward, with the ticking sound of time passing, Angel came to the vicinity of the spire clock step by step.

At this point, the surrounding clocks are obviously beginning to become sparse. In the past, a large number of clocks could be seen every one or two steps, but here, you may not be able to see the clock at hundreds of steps.

But as long as the clocks and watches that exist around the huge clock, they must be glorious and gorgeous.

After bypassing these illusory and gorgeous clocks, Angel stood under the huge clock.

And when he came here, it was like triggering some mechanism, and a deep and tall shadow slowly appeared on the top of the huge clock.

When seeing this shadow, Angel was stunned.

Although you can't see the true meaning of the shadow, Angel's face to the silhouette, and the casual sitting posture, is simply too familiar!

When he first met the time thief, the other party was like this, sitting on the top of the time wheel in the same posture.

Is he a time thief?

Time thief also came into the belly of the Dalmatian?

Is the time thief here for me? Could it be that I have to make an incredible choice at this time?

Angel was a little confused, he seemed to have no choice now. Generally speaking, time thiefs show up to steal choices?

Or, the Thief of Time foresaw that he was about to make a choice, so he came here in advance to wait for him?

This doesn’t seem to be the style of the time thief...Angel has learned about the time thief from many people. He basically won’t show up when you choose. Once you make a choice, then another choice will naturally be He stole it.

This is the practice of the time thief, his style, and a restrictive rule.

At least other people, before the choice hasn't appeared, have never seen the time thief show up in advance.

What's the situation right now?

When Angel was suspicious, a clear bell broke the limit and came from the far periphery.

When the bell rang, Angel felt his heart beating rapidly for some unknown reason.

The time thief sitting on the top of the huge clock wheel suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the bell.

"There is a mark that touches the choice." The time thief whispered, "Let me see."

When the voice fell, a round clock was suddenly pulled close by a time thief from the periphery.

It is this round clock that is making a crisp sound at this time.

Angel looked at this familiar round clock, and his heartbeat became more and more rapid... He always felt that this round clock had a great connection with him.

It seems that the round clock represents oneself.

High above, the round clock in the hands of the time thief suddenly began to shed golden light. The time thief took a deep sniff, and said in a playful tone: "Tsk tsk, the overflowing honey of time is really sweet...It seems that it is necessary to check it out."

Angel also saw the golden light, and I don't know why, when he stared at the golden light that ran out, a picture emerged in his mind.

That was when he decided to return to the Mist Belt not long ago, when Sanders was seeing him farewell——

At that time, Angel was saying with a firm gaze: "What I said before, watching the promotion process of disordered things, although it is only a temporary reason, but when I said it, I had a kind of Premonition, the choice returned is not wrong."

"Even, this hunch is so strong... as if making a choice that is enough to turn the road of life."

After listening to Angel's words, Sanders was silent for a moment, and then slowly said: "Since you think this choice is important, then eliminate all possible interference and follow your mind."

The golden light dissipated, and this picture dissipated from Angel's eyes.

Angel looked at the time thief on the heights, and then at the golden round clock.

At this moment, he suddenly understood.

What he sees now is not what happened in the current time and space.

It was something that happened not long ago when he made the choice to return to the Mist Belt.

This is why he suddenly felt a sense of fatalism when he chose to return to the Misty Belt. Because of that choice, the time thief's mark was activated, making him pay attention to himself.

And that round clock, the reason Angel feels closely related to him, may be because it is actually his clock of destiny, which is only manifested by the thief of time.

Everything is clear.

Angel also roughly understood that the time thief in front of him was not real. He is just a thief of the past that a Dalmatian manifests.

However, Angel still did not understand why the Dalmatians had to show such a picture.

Are you telling him that the time thief watched him not long ago?

But if the time thief really watched him and stole his choice...the time thief should show up, right? Even if you don't show up, at least some compensation must be given! The time thief steals other people's choices and will inevitably pay a price. This is a balance.

But when Angel made his choice, he neither saw the time thief nor received any compensation.

Why is that?

Time thief suddenly gave up paying attention to himself?

With doubts, Angel continued to watch.

Then, he saw that the time thief was indeed preparing to go to the location of Angle, and even saw how the time thief manipulated the round clock and opened the time wheel gate above the clock.

But at the most critical moment, the time thief suddenly shrank his hands.

His fingertips were pricked when they touched the Kalachakra gate.

A drop of golden blood fell from his fingertips, falling into the void...

And the time thief looked at the disappearing golden blood, squinted his eyes and said: "If you go, you will have a bad feeling...Could it be that in the past, you will encounter..."

The words behind suddenly became blurred.

It seemed that someone was disturbing time and space and didn't want Angel to hear it.

Angel could only see that the time thief did not open the door of the time wheel. ——This may be the reason why Angel made a choice, but the other party did not appear.

When the time thief returned to the top of the huge clock, the disturbed voice returned to normal.

Then, Angel saw that the time thief was looking at the round clock wheel with interest.

"Let me see, who does this clock represent?"

After the words, the head of the time thief suddenly turned slowly and looked at Angel condescendingly.

At this moment, the past time seems to be intertwined with the present time.

And the Angel's eyes in the current time and space, and the eyes of the time thief in the past time and space, matched without any hindrance.

"Wow--"

At the moment Angel and the Time Thief looked at each other, Angel heard the familiar barking of a dog, which seemed to be a Dalmatian.

At the same time, the surrounding pictures suddenly began to blur.

Those clock forests, those huge clock wheels, and the wagging golden light and the tall and tall silhouettes of time thieves... After the dashing bark of the Dalmatians, they all became blurred.

Soon, all the surrounding images disappeared, including the clock and the time thief.

But at the last second when the image disappeared, Angel saw the corners of the lips of the time thief, as well as the chuckling whispers that could reach his ears across the time and space between the past and the future.

"Why, it's you, boy."

(End of this chapter)