The three-tailed Wood Guard Palace and the Red Sand Scorpion, already slightly injured from their mutual battle, were caught off guard by the sudden tentacle attack that bound them tightly. Fortunately, thanks to the rigorous training from their Beast Tamer, their defenses were high enough to prevent a one-hit kill.
A familiar figure emerged from the corner and respectfully bowed to Chu Yi. "Anyone who dares disrespect His Majesty will die!"
"As expected, an Evil God Cultist!"
"Damn it, we walked into an ambush!"
"A-San, A-Si, take Young Master Ji Wu and leave. We’ll handle it here."
The guards’ faces turned ashen. They never imagined they’d be completely surrounded while hot on the heels of their prey!
Ji Wu’s expression soured as he looked at the figure. So, you want to play dirty with me, huh?! This Asa is simply an idiot whose brain is full of crap, he thought. On second thought, it’s not surprising. After all, Asa is merely a high-ranking Silver. A Gold-level Bishop, on the other hand, has received the Lord’s grace and shares an intimate connection, a true confidant.
Chu Yi smiled faintly. Using his Clock Eye, he had foreseen that Asa was an ally, unswayed by the traitor, Bishop Ian.
Skill: [Prophecy of Time]
[Deceit Beast]: Clock Eye
[Attribute]: Time-based
[Skills]: Arc of Time, Prophecy of Time, Time Flowing Shadow
[Special Technique]: Golden Moment
[Status]: Unmoved, even finds it amusing
[Evolution Points]: 121
Three skills, one special technique! I’ve hit the jackpot! Chu Yi thought.
[Arc of Time]: Manipulates time, allowing the target’s state to be rewound, frozen, slowed, or accelerated.
A support skill that brings unexpected effects. Chu Yi’s eyes lit up. This skill is incredibly potent in battle! Its four effects are like four smaller skills combined. It’s like a massive Steam game bundle just landed in your lap. Freebies make me happy. Speaking of Steam, I can’t help but think of a game. Mirror is legendary!
[Prophecy of Time]: Foretells events within a future period.
First strike +1. It allows me to prepare more thoroughly for upcoming events. Didn’t expect that, did you? I predicted your prediction of the prediction!
[Time Flowing Shadow]: Severs oneself from the river of time, leaving behind only an afterimage. During this period, one is immune to all damage and control effects but also cannot act upon other targets. Grants 5 seconds of invincibility.
A life-saving Divine Technique! Its terrifying effect is no less than a special technique!
[Golden Moment]: Strikes the ancient Doomsday Clock of dusk, plunging an area into a Time Stop state.
This is it! Chu Yi’s eyes flashed with excitement. Finally, I can experience the joy of Time Stop!
He made a grasping motion with his hand. A cross-shaped halo of light erupted from his left pupil, as if the Dusk Mother Goddess herself had descended, shattering space and twisting time...
Everyone was shocked by this scene. Even Asa and his contingent of Gray Mist Cultists wore expressions of worship, blind fervor, and exhilaration. Has the mighty Lord revealed a miracle to his humble and devoted followers?!
Suddenly, a clock twice Chu Yi’s height materialized from the void, breaking through the dimensional barrier between reality and illusion to descend upon them! Around the clock’s outer ring coiled a crimson, six-eyed Dragon of the End. Its endless shadows and writhing tentacles transformed the world’s truths and the universe’s laws into foolish bubbles, bursting them one by one to release the magnificent radiance of distant stars. And upon each of the clock’s twelve hour marks rested a nameless, slumbering ancient deity. A single, fleeting thought from any one of them could unleash a world-ending calamity.
To the onlookers, the appearance of this taboo entity was but a hazy silhouette, impossible to perceive clearly or describe. Sibilant whispers swirled at the edge of their hearing, and twisted, corrupting thoughts flooded their minds.
Soon, the Doomsday Clock’s hand swept from the zeroth hour, and a wave of Twilight Light spread outwards, enveloping a kilometer-wide radius and transforming it into a dazzling golden world!
Chu Yi felt a sharp pain in his head as his Spiritual Power rapidly depleted. He immediately used another drop of the Fairy Forest eye drops.
On Bika’s forehead, the Moon Mark glowed, immunizing it against the Golden Moment’s direct time-stopping effect. However, its movements still became extremely sluggish, and its speech turned slow and indistinct.
In Time Stop, only I am unaffected, Chu Yi realized. Understanding this, he raised his sword. A glimmering arc merged into his body as his figure rapidly accelerated; he had activated [Frenzy].
Leaving a dozen afterimages in his wake, his sword flashed. Ink Fire erupted, blasting the Behemoth’s head clean off.
[Evolution Point +13]
It looked like a single strike, but in reality, it was over a dozen blows layered together, creating a visual illusion.
Fast! So fast! In this domain of Time Stop, I, Chu Yi, am the undisputed king!
His gaze swept around. The Master of Grey Mist—magnanimous in appearance, yet one who would retaliate for the smallest grievance—never let enemies live.
Knowing full well that villains often meet their end by talking too much, Chu Yi immediately launched a massacre!
[Evolution Point +14]
[Evolution Point +18]
[Evolution Point +14]
Apart from the Ice Sky Elf, Chu Yi wiped out the seven Pet Beasts, all of whom were already in poor condition.
The four Guards? Slay! Ji Wu? Slay! Whoever you are, if you offend the Master of Grey Mist, you don’t get to live! A gentleman doesn’t let vengeance wait until morning. Chu Yi’s eyes shone brightly.
With swift sword strikes, he slew the four stunned Guards, then carefully used Ink Fire explosions to incinerate their bodies, leaving no trace.
Then, another sword swept past Ji Wu’s throat.
Metal rang against metal. Chu Yi looked at Ji Wu in surprise. His skin was impervious to blades and spears, likely due to some rare defensive treasure he possessed.
Tossing his sword aside, Chu Yi summoned the Ghost Hand. A greyish-white mist swirled out, and the Ghost Hand lunged, clutching Ji Wu. A faint, unsettling chewing sound followed, as if it were consuming metal.
Instantly, another sharp pain lanced through his head. Chu Yi used the eye drops again, instantly restoring his Spiritual Power, while the Ghost Hand continued its gruesome feast.
By the time the clock’s hand pointed to six, Chu Yi had finished off Ji Wu.
Don’t call me cruel. Sparing Ji Wu would only lead to endless future trouble, even if he was just an innocent puppet. As for any spoils Ji Wu might have left, I daren’t take them. If the powers behind him recognized them someday, it would be impossible to explain.
Chu Yi withdrew his Spiritual Power. The Doomsday Clock’s hand swiftly completed a full rotation, stopping at twelve—the hour of cessation—before fading away.
The golden dusk shattered, and time resumed its flow.
Then, before Asa’s worshipful eyes, the seven Pet Beasts and Ji Wu’s entire party exploded into a shower of blood and gore, their bodies obliterated, bones ground to dust and ashes scattered.
Gray Mist Cultist: "!!!"
Blood splattered across their faces, leaving the Gray Mist Cultists utterly stunned.
Just now... what happened? In the blink of an eye, all the Blasphemers are dead?! Ah... This is the Mighty Power of the Lord!
From within the dissipating blood mist, a black-haired youth emerged. Beneath the gently falling rain of blood, the Clock Eye in his left pupil returned to its normal appearance, yet it shone with the splendor of a summer night’s stars, tinged with a magnificent, bloodthirsty hue.
So powerful! Only three days since his descent, and the great Lord has already recovered enough strength to instantly kill Silver-grade opponents! The era of Gray Mist is upon us! Asa’s devotion deepened, and he trembled from head to toe.
"Lord, I am here." Asa immediately prostrated himself. "Your servant, as humble as dust, is honored to serve You, my Lord."
The other cultists also fell to their knees, chanting praises to the greatness of the Gray Mist.
Chu Yi’s voice was icy, his handsome, refined features radiating a chilling killing intent. "Bishop Ian has defected, throwing in his lot with the Life Sect. Find his location. I will kill him with my own hands."