The two of them leaned against each other without any obstruction.
What followed was a faint chill. Judging from the aura, it should be the other Trial's Eye.
Hera looked at Angele's face and she was confused. She had no idea what was going on. Saladin was an honest man, but he suddenly confessed his love to Hera in public.
Angele stepped forward and grabbed Hera's collar. * CHI * He tore off her clothes, revealing her naked body.
No one knew what Authority he had truly comprehended.
'Is this the wizard world?' Angele recognized the energy ball. 'It's hard for me to go back …'
'Hera, I've been in love with you for a long time. Can you give me a chance?'
He could sense the direction of this world.
'It's here!' Angele fell to the ground and his sight turned into darkness. He had no idea how long had passed.
'It's Ken … He's here too.'
After an unknown period of time …
A familiar aura instantly flashed in the depths of his mind.
Angele heard the noise coming from his body.
About ten minutes later.
Civilization and desolation, war and peace, chaos and order, life and death … Countless cycles flashed in Angele's mind.
"Hera …" He heard himself sigh softly, stroking the harp as if he was caressing a lover.
The ancestors were the source of everything. They were the source of all souls. After all the power and souls flowed out of their bodies, they would return to their bodies through unknown means. They were the creators of time and space, the source of life. It was an endless legend, and also a mysterious myth …
He tried so hard to revive Hera, but all he got was a puppet. He tried his best to collect the soul fragments, but they were too weak. He had to fuse them into the harp and keep them company forever.
His sight darkened for a second and he was standing in the middle of the crossroad again.
"Ugh …" Hera slowly woke up. She had no energy left in her body. "What did you do to me …?"
"You're not Saladin." Hera was no longer shy. She stared at Angele and spoke in a loud voice.
"I'm him." Angele chuckled. His clothes were burned into ashes, revealing his muscular body. He walked to Hera and slowly kissed her chest.
Since normal methods didn't work, then don't blame me for using abnormal methods! He hardened his heart.
In the main hall of the Mercenary Union, Angele listened to his companions' conversation quietly. Hera's voice echoed in his ears.
Before the others could react, he instantly turned into a red light and shot towards the mercenary hall. At the same time, a karate chop landed on the back of Hera's neck, knocking her out.
Then, he took the initiative to confess to Hera alone, but was tactfully rejected.
Angele looked at Hera's hesitant expression and the excitement in his heart slowly disappeared. He couldn't help but feel a little anxious.
However, most of the Evil Gods and guardians did not agree with this view. Every step of the Primogenitor's growth could be clearly traced.
The Trial's Eye glanced at him. "Together?"
He had used all kinds of methods and collected more and more information. And the more he repeated it, the more traces he could feel. Strangely, the Limitless Primogenitor's spiritual undulations in the depths of his heart were becoming more and more obvious.
Ding ding!
"She's trying to use me as a vessel for her rebirth?" Angele sneered. He knew that if he did not leave this place as soon as possible, he would become a puppet of the Limitless Primogenitor in Eye Devil's memory realm.
* TA *
He would not have another chance if he failed the mission.
"I'll repeat the same cycle forever … My will and soul will will always be strong." He grabbed a feather in his hand.
Angele was standing in the shadow of a forest when he realized what was going on. Countless glowing feathers were falling from the sky, it almost looked like it was snowing.
Soaring tens of thousands of meters into the sky, they were surrounded by white clouds, and the ground below was faintly curved. The surface of the ground was also suffused with a faint layer of blue light, which was the color of the atmospheric protection layer.
Countless memories flashed in Angele's eyes, they were the memories of the Limitless Primogenitor. The last bit of sand in the golden hourglass finally leaked out. The boundary between life and death appeared in Angele's mind.
"Same to you." Angele smiled.
Hera was torn in half again and Angele was bathed in the rain of blood. There were no living beings in the city, all the buildings and everything turned into ruins.
Following that, he tested it again and again.
It's useless … I'll destroy everything you value.
* WOO *
Angele repeated the same thing again and again, he was getting more and more familiar with the Primogenitor's origin. He was sitting in a spacious library and there was an open book in front of him.
He was sitting in a spacious library and there was an open book on the table in front of him.
In an instant, the noisy hall, which was originally bustling with noise, suddenly quietened down. The other three stared at Angele with a blank expression on their faces.
The face of a white woman slowly appeared on the page. The woman stretched out her hands and slowly reached out from the page. As if leaving the water, she gently hugged his face.
He did not just stand there and wait for something to happen. He moved into the crowd and disappeared into the air when the others were not paying attention to him. * WOO *
Spheres of different colors floated slowly in the void beside the two of them. They were worlds with different coordinates. Some of them were small and some of them were big.
It was a glowing door that was about the height of a human being. The door frame was made of an unknown white bone and there were countless runes and runes engraved on it.
The evil gods and the guardians used the Scorpion Rune as the symbol of the realm and it was the pride of the realm.
Angele slowly woke up from the darkness. He opened his blurry eyes. He was in an endless dark void.
He suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Hera's shoulder with lightning speed, pulling her into his embrace.
He also kidnapped Hera and raped her. Or tortured her to death.
The Ring of Time was just one of the things Angele did.
The others looked at him with a confused expression, they were waiting for him to explain.
* CHI *
He started a massacre in the city and killed Hera and the other three wizards right after they met.
Angele was surprised for a second, but he still chuckled.
* BOOM *
"That's the price I have to pay." Angele chuckled.
His skin began to age rapidly, and dense wrinkles rapidly spread to every inch of his body. The powerful life aura on his body also began to gradually weaken. The powerful energy fluctuations, from the peak of Level Eight, quickly fell to Level Seven, then Level Six, Level Five, Level Three, Level One … until there was no aura fluctuations at all.
He released the feather and a strange glow flashed in front of his eyes.
A large yellow eyeball with vertical pupils slowly appeared in front of him.
A large white planet was rotating in front of his chest.
A ray of black light pierced into his chest and it made a metallic noise.
"Yeah … Me too." The Trial's Eye was a bit speechless. "Our bodies were destroyed and we're reborn with the perfect body created by our souls and willpower. We can't enter low-level realms anymore and we might destroy them if we're not careful. "
The two slowly flew to the glowing door. Angele turned his head around and glanced at the red wizard world for one last time.
"Hera! You're mine! "
Angele glanced at the others calmly.
"What are you doing? Let me go! "Two rays of black light appeared around Hera's body and tried to stab Angele.
He knew that it was the infinite realm he just entered. Raising his hands, he grabbed the white planet. It felt like his golden eyes could see through the planet and he could see the endless universe inside. The white network covered the entire universe and it was the law of the realm. Countless planets, countless countries, countless cities, and countless lifeforms.
Suddenly, Angele raised his head and looked in the front.
The cycle … Everything was in the endless cycle. Angele had the power to control the cycle. He might not be the strongest ancestor, but he would definitely be the strongest ancestor.
"Hera, I love you. Be mine. You should know that I'm here for you, right? "Angele told Hera what the ancestor of the Ring of Time was thinking about.
Some people said that Angele, the ancestor of the Ring of Time, could see the four seasons in his eyes and he was surrounded by time and space currents. He was surrounded by countless legends and mysteries. It was possible that Angele's story was just a fake story.
The sound of crashing waves came from outside the palace. From the side windows, one could clearly see that the palace was surrounded by a boundless azure ocean.
"Of course."
Angele sneered and carried Hera in his arms.
Suddenly, his mind shook fiercely, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, almost losing his footing.
He raised his head and looked at the sky. Most of the sand in the golden hourglass had already leaked out and there was only a little bit left. He would be digested by the ancestor of the Ring of Time and he would lose his soul when the sand was all gone.
"So, this is the origin of the Ring of Time …"
Suddenly, he vaguely heard the clear sound of a metal sword ringing in his ears.
Angele tied Hera to a metal bed and waited for her to wake up.
Hera was born in the wizard world and the Nightmare Realm. She was the first ancestor of the Ring of Time. The legend of Angele, the Ring of Time, became a legend in the two realms.
After becoming an ancestor, the true form of the Ring of Time was larger than the entire realm. The true form of the ancestor could no longer enter the small realms. The only way to enter the realms was through the projection.
From that day onward, no one saw Angele and the Trial's Eye again. They disappeared into the endless dimension realm.
* BAM * Angele stood in the middle of the crossroad again. The street was bright and there were people around him. The pale golden sunlight shone evenly on the ground, giving off a faint sense of warmth.
He had no idea how many times passed.
"There are countless realms in the dimension realm. What's your plan?" Angele questioned. He did not know which realm the door led to, but it was definitely a high-level realm.
"What do I want to do? I want you to be mine! "
The Trial's Eye turned around and released a white light screen. A colorful glowing door slowly appeared in the screen.
Immediately, there was a burst of whistles and cheers from the other tables in the hall. The mercenaries who had nothing better to do suddenly found a new way to kill time.
* DING *
"I knew it …" A gentle smile appeared on his face.
"Time … Eternity …" He raised his hands and looked at the wrinkles on his palms.
* HUA *
"I like you." Angele stepped forward and grabbed Hera's waist, pulling her into his arms.
"Who's calling me …" A gentle female voice echoed in the hall. It was Hera's voice …
Hera's fair skin instantly turned pink. The temperature of her skin quickly increased from cold to hot. It seemed like she did not know what to do.
The emerald green grass beneath his feet began to wither rapidly. His wrinkled skin slowly regained its original vitality and elasticity.
Suddenly, a head-sized red orb floated to the front of Angele.
He suddenly stood up and walked to Hera.
Within seconds, Angele turned from a healthy young man to an old man who was on the verge of death. Even the Flame of Life gradually dimmed.
The two ancestors slowly stepped into the colorful glowing door and disappeared into the colorful glow.
"Congratulations." The eyeball spoke in a deep voice.
He lived alone in the Azure Royal Palace for tens of millions of years, until he reached the end of the world, the end of this era.
Suddenly, glass cracks appeared on Angele's body.
"I don't want to do this, but I can't do anything about fate. Why did you reject me? "
A strange memory flashed in Angele's mind for a second.
He lightly stroked the harp, producing a string of crisp and pleasing ascending notes. He noticed that he was sitting in a cold palace and there was no one around. The only thing he could see was the cold silver harp in his hand.
Angele left the atmosphere and charged into the dark space. He started teleporting in a certain direction and started teleporting. He had no idea how long had passed. Suddenly, he heard a light noise again.
The most intense one was when Angele cast a large area spell on the ground. The high temperature of the spell turned the whole city into ashes.
* KA * Suddenly, Angele's body shattered into countless pieces, falling on the ground like a broken vase.
The black light turned into two daggers that bounced off Angele's chest and dropped to the ground.
The golden hourglass appeared in front of Angele's eyes again as he repeated the same thing. The golden sand started flowing again.
"I want to see how many secrets are hidden in the endless time realm … It's been my dream for a long time."
He flew in different directions at full speed, but nothing happened.
Hera interrupted him. "Can you give me some time to finish the mission? I'll give you an answer after the mission. "Hera turned her head around.
"What's wrong, Saladin?" Hera looked at Angele with a strange expression.
Angele felt like he was standing on a humongous globe. He did not stop for long, he just kept flying into space.
Angele could feel that the emotion of the ancestor was fading away.
"You're not Saladin! Who are you?! "Hera struggled to get out of Angele's arms and shouted at him.
"You want to start over?" Angele pursed his lips into a smile.
"From now on, you belong to me. Everything about you belongs to me." Angele stood up and spoke in a light tone. Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, a surge of anger suddenly surged from the depths of his heart, as if someone was roaring and bellowing.
He tried to test the limit of the realm using different methods. He tried more than one hundred times, over one thousand times.
In his left eye, there was a vibrant spring field and in his right eye, there was a white illusion of winter. Spring, summer, autumn, winter, the four seasons changed, constantly changing according to the reincarnation cycle in the eyes.
All of a sudden, the knowledge he gained from the countless attempts gathered in his mind. They gathered together with a loud bang, like scattered beads being strung together by a thin thread. All the knowledge was transferred into Angele's mind.
"I'm Saladin. Who else could I be?" Angele shrugged. Seeing that the others also stood up vigilantly, they slowly grasped the hilt of their weapons.
In the basement of a normal house.
Angele could feel the excitement and love in his mind again. He knew that he succeeded and the ancestor's love for the woman in his memory was triggered.
It seemed like Hera was still confused. "What did you just say?" She thought she heard it wrong.
"Hera …" "Stop!"
His eyes flashed, and he grabbed Hera's chin and kissed her fiercely.
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