Without light, time became impossible to calculate.
According to Cecatly, this was not a small world, but it was not too far from it. The time inside was much slower than the outside world.
Perhaps a year had passed outside, but less than half a year had passed inside, so the watches and pocket watches they brought were no longer useful. They should have been able to check the flow of time on the Celestial Track Platform, but they came too late. By the time they arrived, the platform was already gone.
In the storm, they did not know how long they had been drifting. Finally, they heard a different sound.
It was like the sound of a machine running in a city.
"Cecatly, did you hear that?"
Cecatly replied with a soft hum. Without saying much, she took out the lead box that contained Osiris' head from her ring.
The vibration of the box was getting faster and faster.
"We are very close to land. When we get there, we will throw this thing away."
"Why do you want to throw it away? Isn't this one of the ways you protect yourself? "
"It is useless now. When we get to land, I will be the one who is truly chosen. He must follow the rules of this world, or he will not be able to revive the Pantheon. Keeping this thing with him will only give him one more way to monitor us. Whoever wants it can have it. After all, I have done what I have to do."
Jon did not have a deep understanding of this matter, so he naturally did what Cecatly said. He had no other opinion. After all, the thing was Cecatly's.
"Alright, you can decide for yourself."
Jon stood up straight and tried to look in the direction of the sound, trying to find the source of the sound in the darkness.
In his body, the power of the Mystic Bird appeared, helping him avoid countless wrong choices and only finding the right one.
Soon, he saw it.
Rather than saying that he saw it, it would be more accurate to say that he saw that thing. This was because the surrounding storm gradually became less frightening as they moved forward. Other than the unchanging darkness, whether it was the waves or the hurricanes, they all became slightly smaller.
"The opening animation has come to an end. If I'm not mistaken, everyone should have already entered. After a while, the environment here will dissipate and return to the appearance of land."
Constructing such a huge scene was also very taxing. No matter who was behind it, it definitely wouldn't be easy for them to mobilize such a large amount of magical power.
At this moment, it didn't matter whether they were in an illusion or a small world.
Fortunately, both Jon and Cecatly were able to connect with their imprints in the deep blue sea.
After all, as long as this place existed in the real world, they would not lose the most basic connection with the real world.
Under the tyrannical ocean, Jon even began to see some small figures. It seemed that the creatures in the ocean were constantly evolving and appearing.
He was familiar with this situation.
Thinking back to when Helga created the world, it was like this. Creatures appeared in this world very quickly. It didn't matter if they had souls or not, as long as they had consciousness, it was fine.
Although this speed was a little sloppy, it was very meaningful for the huge number of creatures required by the world.
If he was right, they should be able to see it soon … No, now, they could see it.
The outline of a huge mountain appeared in front of Jon and Cecatly in the darkness. It looked like a city with a rock fortress, but in fact, it was a continent.
It was just that the darkness was so rampant that the continent was not spared. It was still immersed in darkness.
In Jon's body, the power of the Mystic Bird began to gain the upper hand, and the gloves on his hands began to show emotions.
That's right, emotions.
Logically speaking, such things shouldn't have their own consciousness. However, there was a saying that said, 'when one is close to home'. In any case, this place was the place where the gloves on his hands were made.
And most importantly, the pair of gloves on his hands, as well as the gem called the Tear of Atlantis hidden on his forehead, resonated deeply with the continent in front of him.
This time, without Cecatly's reminder, Jon already knew that they had arrived at the place they were looking for.
Which was the destination of their trip.
Away from the troubles of the real world, they entered a new adventure map.
Here.
Was the place where the ancient Egyptian gods revived.
Existed in the underworld.
A new country.
…
"How ridiculous!"
China.
In a secluded mountain forest, in a very ordinary-looking cottage.
An angry old man slammed the table and looked at the middle-aged woman sitting opposite him, loudly expressing his objection.
"Grandpa, things have already come to this point. Don't be angry. After all, it's just an ordinary adventure. If the children want to play, let them go."
"FTMDP, is this an ordinary adventure? When it comes to the Era of Gods, which matter can be described as an ordinary adventure? Lil 'Zhu, I think you've been in charge of the family for too long and have already forgotten why I chose you as my successor. "
These words were too harsh. The middle-aged woman's expression changed, and she immediately knelt at the old man's feet.
"Granddaughter doesn't dare."
"Get up. As the person in charge of the family, how can you kneel so casually? How can you let others see this?"
The old man snorted coldly. An irresistible force reached the middle-aged woman's arms from the air and pulled her up.
"Now that things have come to this point, you want to come to me? Why didn't you come earlier for such a serious matter?
I've already said that if there's anything big, you have to inform me first before making a decision. If it's just our own children, it's fine, but this little bastard has brought so many descendants of other families. Even if they're not the heirs of the direct line of descent, it's still a very serious matter. "
"Yes, yes, yes. It's precisely because this matter is so serious that granddaughter came here to ask you to take a look. "
"What can I do with my old bones? You go and prepare a generous gift. I'll go to Jixia and see if I can ask the Headmaster and those old guys to come along. You bunch of little brats are really tired of living. You even dare to meddle in the affairs of the gods. "
The middle-aged woman hurriedly agreed, turned around, and left.
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