Mystery: Time Travelers of the Fourth Era

I'll gladly accept Chapter 514.

"Although there are quite a few guys watching this place."

"But why were you able to get up here? Of course, it's because you're weak."

Xiaer explained to Klein his current safe ecological niche.

Why are people relatively at ease with you wearing the Fool's Mask above the gray fog?

Of course it's because you're weak. You can't take it for yourself, nor can you block other people's way.

"Thank you."

Klein said irritably.

Although I feel somewhat humiliated, what's with this inexplicable sense of relief?

"You're welcome. Being harmless in form is actually an advantage."

"I'm the same way. If I were an emperor or a god of death, I wouldn't have the chance to strike you down here. Instead, I'd be caught up in a vortex of conspiracies and probably still doing sit-ups in my own coffin."

When Xia Er said this, she was quite calm, and she genuinely felt that way.

He never intended to kill Amon or any of his colleagues, whether in the past, present, or any other time. This might be why the Time Angel wasn't in a hurry.

ha~

This is probably why Amon didn't rush to help his own father.

"Then...shall I continue?"

Now that it has been confirmed that this gray mist space is merely a Daoist temple left behind by the Celestial Venerable, similar to a divine kingdom, and not unique, Xiao Ke feels that he can still manage it. This falls into the category of things that can be taken but not used, and things that can be used but cannot be taken away.

"Of course, you can do as you please; this is a public resource."

Xia'er glanced in the direction of the "pil of junk" and thought, "Hmm... this guy really does keep most of his wealth here."

"Uh, I won't touch that door upstairs."

Klein moved his feet and stood in front of Xiaer, mainly to block his view.

In Xiao Ke's opinion, as long as he doesn't touch that really dangerous thing on the second floor, there shouldn't be much of a problem.

Besides, even if he wanted to touch it, he wouldn't dare. Even without Xia Er, he wouldn't be so foolish as to touch something that looked so strange.

"That belongs to... the Celestial Venerable."

Xia Er nodded thoughtfully. Since he had never seen the real Old One, he couldn't make any references. The real Old One... did he still need to eat the source matter? A remote wireless connection would probably work too.

Let me tell you in advance.

"What's above isn't unique, so..."

You don't need to be afraid of me.

I don't mind giving you a lot, a lot, a lot of help.

Xia'er's eyes flickered; he had always remembered the Heavenly Venerable's kindness.

"I understand, I understand."

Klein understood immediately, and only after Shael disappeared did he slump down in the Fool's position.

He was still sitting in the same chair out of habit, so there was no need to force him to move to another position.

"I really want to cry... but I can't."

Klein covered his face with his hands, looking extremely conflicted. What he had just experienced was outrageous enough.

Logically speaking, he can't go back. He can never go back to his hometown, never go back to his familiar life, his little rented room with its warm orange light, the trendy electric scooter he saved up to buy, the complete set of electronic gadgets he collected, and his real home, his parents and family...

These things... can never be returned to.

Tears still flowed down his face; it was just simple sadness, and Klein himself didn't even know what he was sad about.

Although he's doing alright in this new world for now, it's only now that his subconscious is truly confronting the issue of loss. The only good news is...

Zhou Mingrui also died along with them, buried in that old era.

This was something that offered Klein some solace, knowing that he too had perished in the fire.

Call ~

There's no need to wipe away tears, because spirits don't shed tears. Klein slapped his thigh, suddenly remembering something he had overlooked.

Although Mr. Angel, Xia Ran, has already told Klein a lot about herself.

However, due to the numerous problems and the adult mentality of being wary of fellow countrymen when traveling, Klein forgot to remind Xia Er to keep her distance from Melissa, who was only a little over 16 years old.

No!

Above the gray fog, the more he thought about it, the more uncertain he felt. Klein quickly switched back to the bathroom in the real world.

I quickly washed my hands, then came out and found the room empty.

Xia Er didn't wait for him at all; she had already taken the fish meat as bait, carried the fishing rod, and gone fishing.

The Fourth Age.

The hermit... Jacob... Shael... looked at the witch in front of him... who was holding a ball of foam in her hands, with a dangerous expression on his face.

The more I look at this foam, these bubbles, this whirlpool, the more it seems to resemble the aura of a chaotic sea.

This substance is somewhat viscous yet very light, appears completely black but is actually multicolored... Is it natural gas or oil?

"Am I talented?"

The mirror image of Chrismona, the "Divine Child of the Two Disasters, the Witch of Disaster," looked at Chael with expectant eyes.

What is talent? Chaotic Authority is something that can only be glimpsed by the Witch Path Sequence 0.

This person, at Sequence 2, had already achieved this purely through talent, or perhaps a bit of affability.

"You did a great job, I'll gladly accept it."

Shael nodded in agreement, then reached out with his left hand, which was covered in a black glove, and grabbed something. In its place, the ball of air in Chrismona's hand began to become unstable and gradually burst like a real bubble.

He stole talent, the thief's path. That's how capricious he is; as long as it's not a symbol, there's nothing he can't steal.

Even if you can't steal the symbol, you can still sneak in.

"Hmph~"

"Uncle Jacob is really bad."

Chrismona wrinkled her nose, clearly dissatisfied with Chael's actions, but even knowing this would happen, she kept running here.

The real witch, as she grew up, received more attention and restrictions from her biological parents.

On the contrary, the witch in the mirror is more unrestrained because she has a greater degree of freedom.

"Are you feeding me?"

Xia Er touched the few whiskers he had deliberately grown for his character design, feeling as if he were being corrupted by the Chaos Sea.

The main issue is that this body... it wasn't originally a pure Sequence 1 Time Worm.

At that time, Chael was still growing and couldn't truly master two paths at the same time.

If I remember correctly, this body's foundation doesn't actually absorb extraordinary characteristics. The Chrono Worm characteristic has always been the black glove he wears. He first used the Chrono Worm characteristic to create a sealing object, and then used the sealing object's ability to steal its power.

His background is still clean, but recently he has come into contact with the Chaos Sea... a little bit more.

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