"It’s been years since I’ve seen such chaotic streets."
Brian threaded his way through the nightti streets of Los Angeles, listening to the occasional wailing that reached his ears, and strangely felt a bit nostalgic.
The dead silent street, he moved like a ghost.
Occasionally a car would pass by, and it astonishingly drove right through his body, completely unaware it passed through a living person.
Brian was not surprised by this.
He was currently, in fact, in the Spirit Realm, and had not directly descended into the Material Realm.
For so reason unknown to him.
After leaving the Ti-Space River, he had felt a heavy oppression in his heart.
His intuition told him.
It would be best not to et himself at this point in ti and not to use his powers casually to change anything at this ti point, otherwise dangerous things might happen.
Brian didn’t understand, but he heeded it.
He didn’t descend even into the Material Realm but instead walked the world through a dinsional projection.
..
Brian was still unsure of the current ti.
But he could be sure that at this point in ti, his past self definitely hadn’t started controlling Los Angeles.
Because in Brian’s hands, Los Angeles had no room for these nocturnal bugs to survive.
This also ant that at this point in ti, his past self had not yet made a major breakthrough.
This was a good thing.
His weaker self at this ti reduced the chance of Brian being exposed.
Through a holess man’s phone, he quickly confird the ti point.
The current ti was right after Brian and Old Dean returned from the Deep Sea Base.
Also at this ti, Brian was promoted to Third Level Employee at NW.
For a long ti after, Brian languished around until he accumulated enough Gift Energy for a breakthrough and beca active again.
With the ti confird, Brian stroked his chin.
His motorcycle seed to have disappeared around this ti.
Thinking of that car thief, his expression darkened sowhat.
Looking back now, things seed really off.
A car.
He couldn’t find it after searching the whole world..
Absurd.
As if the car had vanished into thin air.
Hmm?
Brian glanced around, deep in thought.
Suddenly, he thought of a possibility.
Could it be...
The car, was taken by himself?
Left no clue, vanished into thin air..
Considering the necessity.
It seed the only person with motive and ability was his current self.
So..
Had he traveled back in ti from the future and stolen his own car?
Brian was amused by his own thought.
Why steal a car.
Isn’t instant teleportation better?
He shook his head.
Unfortunately, the urgent task now was to use the Power of Prophecy to find the aura of his past life in his soul.
Otherwise, Brian really wanted to stake out and see the true face of the car thief.
"No more dawdling, let’s start!"
Brian stopped in his tracks.
He sat down on the steps at the street corner and slowly closed his eyes.
In the next mont.
The Power of Soul erupted.
A large amount of soul energy was consud, turning into fuel, and with Brian’s thoughts, drove a strange wave to descend into the Material Realm.
A sense of fatigue surged to Brian’s mind.
His consciousness began to blur, in a state of neither awake nor asleep, a kind of somnolent daze.
In this state.
Brian vaguely saw a pair of blood-red eyes.
The vision flickered away.
Brian’s projection seed to sense a guidance from destiny, starting to transform into a phantom, instantaneously moving in a direction..
..
Uncertain how long had passed.
When Brian’s consciousness beca clear, he was wandering aimlessly through the Spirit Realm dinsion, with a familiar motorcycle tucked under his arm.
Looking at the motorcycle clamped under his arm, Brian: ..
The car thief really was himself.
The question is, why under the guidance of prophecy, would he steal his own car?
Could it be that the aura of his past life was hidden in this motorcycle?
After using the Power of Prophecy, Brian did not get an answer; instead, he felt more confused.
It’s fortunate Shi San didn’t know about this.
Otherwise, for sure, he’d weep and curse at his master for his anness, stealing his own car and then ordering it to catch the thief..
Amidst his wild thoughts.
Suddenly.
A flash of insight crossed Brian’s mind.
He rembered the illusion he saw when using the Power of Prophecy.
Blood Eyes!
Could it be...
Damn!
Brian’s eyes widened.
He casually put away the motorcycle and dashed toward the Ti-Space River.
Hoping he was overthinking.
If everything was really as he imagined, trouble was surely brewing!
..
Brian hadn’t left the Ti-Space River for long.
But when he again reached the sky above the Ti-Space River, the once-calm flow now had new changes.
Gone!
The short segnt of ti-space where the Blood Moon Relics Projection was, had vanished.
It was as if a small piece had suddenly vanished from the middle of a galaxy.
Unobtrusive, yet abrupt.
Staring at the incomplete Ti-Space River, Brian pursed his lips.
He already knew the situation.
He had been deceived!
From the mont the Blood Moon Relics Projection, across ti, took him from his original ti node, he was tricked!
The past’s ti loops were broken!
..
Just as Brian realized he had been tricked, a hand rested on his shoulder: "Your response is quick, judging by your expression, you realized the truth?"
The voice was very familiar.
It was the emotionless voice of the Blood Moon Relics Projection.
Brian’s body remained still, turning his head to look behind him.
Behind him, a handso man with bright red eyes, looking exactly like Brian, was gazing at him expressionlessly.
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