Chapter 2477 Golden Meteor

The voice in my ear is still there, but the eyes have become nothingness.

The previous experience was like a mirage, but the look with the time thief seemed to have really happened in the distorted time and space.

Angel didn't know what happened, nor did he know whether the time thief really saw him across time and space, but that scene was deeply engraved in his heart, making him seem to witness a miracle of time and space.

Put aside these illusions in the clouds and return to reality.

Regardless of whether the whisper of the time thief is true or false, Angel can be sure that the barking of the Dalmatian must be true.

However, Angel looked back and looked around. Without the clock forest, this place has become nothingness, with no sky above and no ground below, just a void without a signpost. At a glance, there is nothing but darkness. There is no appearance of the Dalmatian at all.

But Angel is extremely sure that he must have heard the barking of the dog before, and it is precisely because of the barking of the dog that the clock forest will turn into bubbles and dissipate.

But now, why is the Dalmatian gone again? Is it unwilling to come out to see him, or is it playing hide-and-seek with him again?

"Good dog, I heard your cry... Don't hide anymore." Angel said to the void around him in a tone that comforted a child.

However, there was silence around him, and there was no response.

"You are a mature puppy, it's time to come out to see me yourself, playing hide-and-seek is childish." Angel changed his tone again, trying to trick the Dalmatian out with a tone that adults often use, "You have grown up, we can have an equal dialogue."

Unfortunately, the Dalmatian was still not fooled.

It seems that the Dalmatian has made up his mind not to see him for the time being.

However, from the previous barking of the Dalmatian, it can be seen that the other party should be secretly observing him in a corner. Moreover, Angel also had a vague guess in his heart about what happened just now.

The Dalmatian made him see the clock forest, perhaps there was some meaning. But he didn't expect that the time thief could actually affect him now through the past time and space, so the Dalmatian had to shout and let the illusion dissipate.

If this guess is right, at least the Dalmatian is still on his side. Then, his safety here should be guaranteed.

As for the Dalmatian not coming out to see him, maybe it has something wrong? Or maybe it is fighting with the time thief? Angel guessed casually.

Since it is a safety issue, there is no need to worry now.

Angel decided to wait and see if the Dalmatian will come out to see him after he is "busy".

As for exploring the surroundings? If there are obvious light spots around, or clear landmarks such as suspended platforms, floating ruins, dream forests, twisted passages... then he can explore. But now the surroundings are completely dark and empty, without any landmarks, what is he going to explore?

Of course, staying still is just a stopgap measure at this moment. If it really takes a long time, the Dalmatian still doesn't come, and there is still no change around, Angel will naturally explore the surroundings.

In addition, Angel chose to stay here and not move, in fact, there is another idea.

Angell believed that what the Dalmatian did must have a meaning. It was like he saw a light spot on the platform, and when he reached the light spot, he was sucked into another void by the clock and saw the clock forest...

This was like the "guidance" of a process, and it must be the work of the Dalmatian behind it.

It did not guide again at this time, perhaps because it had been guided to the right place and only needed to wait.

The combination of the two ideas made Angell decide to stay put.

Time passed slowly, and in this pure dark void, Angell was too lazy to calculate how long it had been. Maybe a few minutes, or maybe a few hours.

During this process, Angell did not move from beginning to end. Except for paying some attention to the surroundings, the rest of his thoughts were all focused on recalling the harvest of witnessing the beginning of the mystery before.

The quiet precipitation, coupled with Angell's occasional manifestation of several mysterious objects in his hands.

All of this shows that Angell's understanding of the mysterious power is getting deeper and deeper.

At this time, Angel even felt that as long as he was given the right time and space environment and the right materials, he would be able to refine a mysterious object... or at least a half-step mysterious object.

Of course, this was just Angel's "feeling", and the actual situation might be another matter.

But at least, Angel already had the idea and steps to design the mysterious object... Many alchemists set their goals at the mysterious level, but they didn't even know how to contact this level, so how could they refine it.

In this step, Angel surpassed 99% of alchemists.

In the process of waiting, in addition to accumulating knowledge, Angel would occasionally think about other things. For example, the situation of Gruzdewald, Poloye, the Inspector, and Wangwang.

Wangwang should not have any problems. It and the Dalmatian have a bit of a master-servant relationship. This time, Wangwang asked the Dalmatian to move, which is enough to show that they have a good relationship.

As for Gruzdewald and Poloye, the situation is probably not too good. After all, Wangwang's target is these two, and maybe Wangwang has already negotiated with these two through the power of the Dalmatian.

Angel was a little worried about the Inspector.

The Inspector was swallowed this time, and was more affected. Angel personally thought that the Inspector was a very good wizard, but his standards could hardly meet the standards of the Dalmatian.

Perhaps, the Inspector is suffering the same as Gruzdewald at this moment.

When I see the Dalmatian, I will talk to it about this matter. It doesn't matter how Poloye and Gruzdewald deal with it, but it's better to let the Inspector go.

However, the premise of everything is to see the Dalmatian.

Dalmatian, where are you?

...

The Inspector, who was missed by Angel, was at the wall of the pure white chamber at this time, resisting the not-so-strong attraction while stroking and moving.

Since the Dalmatian can come in, this pure white chamber must have an exit.

The Inspector is now looking for an exit.

However, two hours later, the Inspector walked around the edge of the pure white chamber and found nothing. The seams here are so tight that it seems like an alchemist has made it in one piece.

Could it be that the exit is not at the edge, but in the middle?

The Inspector looked up at the center... Gruzdeward and Poloye were still trying their best to resist the attraction, unable to move at all.

It is worth mentioning that at this time, Poloye only had seven tentacles left.

Poloye had done an experiment before. It cut off a tentacle and let the tentacle with a trace of consciousness touch the mysterious fruit.

Wanted to see if close contact with the mysterious fruit would turn into blood rain like the outside world.

Facts proved that it was the same.

Its tentacles turned into blood rain all over the sky, dyeing the center scarlet.

During this process, Gruzdeward also tried to contact the Inspector to ask him to come and help, at least to drag them to the periphery... However, when the laws and magic vortexes could not be used, the Inspector wanted to rescue them and could only enter the center himself. Wouldn't that be courting death? So the Inspector could only refuse.

But now he couldn't find the exit on the outer wall. Could the exit really be somewhere in the middle?

Could it be that he really had to return to the center? But he had no effective way to resist the attraction.

The Inspector felt a little tired.

What kind of existence did they provoke this time... He, a legendary wizard; Poloye, legendary combat power; Gruzdeward, even if he only split his thoughts, could reach the level of a fifth-level wizard.

Such a powerful lineup was actually swallowed by a little puppy that looked like it had no threat, and it had no power to resist at all.

What kind of terrifying existence is that little puppy?

Is there a big demon in the form of a Dalmatian in the void?

Why had he never heard of it before?

The Inspector rubbed his swollen temples. He really couldn't guess what kind of existence the Dalmatian was. Maybe the other party was at the peak of the legend, or even higher...

But these are no longer important. What's important is, what is the attitude of the Dalmatian towards them?

By the way, Angel!

There must be a relationship between Angel and the Dalmatian. Since Angel returned to the center of the fog belt, he has always given the Inspector the feeling that he is fearless. Maybe it was the confidence given by the Dalmatian.

As long as he finds Angell, he may be able to find the truth and leave here.

But, Angell... where are you?

...

In the dark void, Angell sat on the glowing velvet grass, half-closed his eyes, silently thinking, quietly waiting.

Time passed for a long time, so long that Angell's thoughts had turned into a runaway horse, running through various dimensions.

The change he was waiting for finally appeared.

Angell vaguely heard a low whistle from above.

He suddenly opened his eyes, raised his head, and looked up at the height of the void. However, he did not see anything, perhaps because the distance was too far?

After waiting for another two minutes, Angell finally saw a glimpse of strangeness.

A golden meteor, dragging a long tail, was falling down.

Golden meteor? What is this? Angell looked far away, trying to see the true face of the golden meteor, but he didn't know if there was any obstruction. No matter how Angell looked, he couldn't see the composition of the golden meteor.

What's even more strange is that the golden meteor is clearly falling "downward", but it gives Angel a familiar and strange feeling.

It seems that it is not really falling "downward".

Instead, it is falling from a higher dimension to the dimension of reality. It is this kind of "falling" of dimensionality reduction, not the "falling" of spatial distance.

Angel doesn't know if this is his own imagination, or if it is because he peeked into the multi-dimensional structure of the mysterious beginning not long ago, which makes him think of everything in multi-dimensional terms.

But in any case, the feeling of the golden meteor falling does make Angel feel abnormal.

Putting aside these strange feelings for the time being, Angel focuses his attention on the golden meteor.

Because the golden meteor is getting closer and closer, its shape gradually appears in Angel's eyes.

It is not a meteor.

It is a drop of golden luminous liquid falling from an unknown place.

When it was confirmed that it was just a drop of luminous golden liquid, a picture suddenly flashed in Angel's mind.

Not long ago, the clock forest.

The time thief was about to push open the wheel of time door that belonged to Angel, but was stabbed by something unknown.

A drop of golden blood rolled down from the fingertips of the time thief. The blood dripped into the void and disappeared.

"Could it be that the golden liquid is actually the blood of the time thief?" Angel stared at the golden meteor in the sky and thought to himself.

Although this is just a guess, Angel had a hunch that his guess this time should be correct.

There must be a meaning behind the Dalmatian showing him the clock forest.

Perhaps, its meaning is to indicate that the golden liquid here is the blood of the time thief.

And the Dalmatian got it!

Thinking of this, Angel looked at the golden liquid in the sky, and his eyes became a little excited. Although he didn't know what the blood of the time thief was for, anything on such a powerful being was precious, not to mention a drop of fingertip blood.

So... is this a benefit from the Dalmatian?

It's really my good dog, and it didn't let me down.

Angel praised in his heart, silently waiting for the golden blood to fall from the sky.

However, Angel soon put away his excitement. Because he found something... that golden blood didn't seem to be real.

Just like the clock forest before, it seemed to be just an illusory shadow.

Could it be that the Dalmatian was not giving him a benefit, but telling Angel: Do you want golden blood? If you want, I can give it to you. Go find it! It's in this void!

Angel silently thought about it, hesitating: Dalmatians shouldn't be so dog-like, right?

As it turns out, Dalmatians are not so dog-like.

He is still Angel's good dog.

Because, when the golden blood was only a few hundred meters away from Angel, it broke through the shackles of dimension and gradually transformed from an illusory shadow to reality.

In Angel's vision.

The drop of golden blood had stagnated in mid-air at this time, like a spark burned by a flame, it was shedding illusory bubbles and gradually transforming into reality.

The reason why Angel was sure that it was transforming was because of the appearance of breath.

There was no golden meteor and no breath before, but at this time, the surging, majestic, and powerful breath like the flow of time appeared little by little as the illusion turned into reality.

This transformation process is not fast, and it may take tens of seconds or even minutes to completely transform successfully.

Angel waited and watched silently.

At first, he just had hope and wanted to see the real golden blood for the first time. But soon, he was attracted by another thing...