In just a few breaths, Ethan Smith’s Pinnacle Force was already depleted by twenty percent.
Once it reached that point, he would be completely without the power to resist.
Whoosh!
A streak of light flickered before his eyes, and Ethan Smith hesitated no more.
His right arm suddenly rged into the pore, with countless vortices converging toward his arm. In the void, a vintage giant sword pierced through the space, directly stabbing toward the Phantom Light Deer.
A flash of light, and in the next mont Ethan Smith’s strike missed its target.
The glow shimred, and the Phantom Light Deer appeared far away.
Ethan Smith’s body was locked again.
Ti Lock!
At least locked for over two seconds, its speed isn’t that fast.
Thus, the distance it flashes is proportional to the ti I’m paralyzed.
At this mont, the Phantom Light Deer is already far from Ethan Smith, seemingly mocking him.
It stayed in place, continuously leaping.
So if that’s the case, can you react in ti?
Ethan Smith’s pupils shrank, as energy suddenly burst out from that space.
The powers of creation spread through the river of ti, like golden paint dripping into clear water.
Ripple after ripple slowly spread in this Land of Ti.
Bursts of energy exploded in the Northwestern Ghost Capital, yet this wave did not cause any tremor.
Like fireworks exploding in the deep sea, the energy fluctuation couldn’t even be detected on the surface.
The magnificent fireworks turned into a golden tunnel, and Ethan Smith stepped into it.
Powers of creation, separating the river into land!
The Sword of God in his right hand fiercely stabbed toward the Phantom Light Deer.
Boom!
The sundial’s hand moved again, its outline reappeared on Ethan Smith’s face.
Swoosh!
The Bronze Sword of God ford by the arm fell into emptiness.
Ethan Smith squinted, the Phantom Light Deer had already appeared at an even farther distance.
Without any hesitation, Ethan Smith extended two fingers.
The passageway for separating the river into land appeared again, bringing Ethan Smith once more before the Phantom Light Deer.
After three consecutive separations of river into land, Ethan Smith’s Pinnacle Force was left with less than twenty percent.
Swoosh!
This ti, the Sword of God finally pierced through the Phantom Light Deer directly.
Instantly, Ethan Smith’s body froze, his gaze connected with the Phantom Light Deer.
The bodies of man and deer seed to be pulled together by a certain force.
Ethan Smith felt a certain power rging into his Divine Soul.
The strong discomfort he felt earlier slowly faded as this power rged inside.
The force Ethan Smith tried hard to resist was suddenly weakened by about a fifth.
The pressure on him also instantly diminished quite a bit.
However, Ethan Smith showed no sign of relief on his face, as this Phantom Light Deer was one of the most commonly road Ti Beasts on the periphery, noted to be one of the weakest.
If Ethan Smith hadn’t possessed a chaotic body and awakened more than Level Fifteen Pinnacle Force, this Ti Beast might have easily toyed with him to death.
And most terrifying was that mysterious woman, whose might was on a completely different level than the Phantom Light Deer.
Eh! Why is this energy so strong? No way! How did you end up in this ghostly place!
Suddenly, a loud voice erupted in Ethan Smith’s Sea of Knowledge.
Ethan Smith felt his head explode upon hearing it. Why did the old dagger have such a reaction?
"Damn, if you want to die, don’t drag to this cursed place! Luckily, it’s only the outskirts of the Northwestern Ghost Capital."
For the first ti, the voice of the old dagger was filled with strong emotion.
"Stay calm, old master, isn’t it just so little deer? I just slaughtered one, given your strength, it shouldn’t be much, right?"
Ethan Smith was puzzled, for the daggermaster’s strength shouldn’t have such a strong reaction.
"By the way, I just saw a woman, her pupils looked like a clock, what kind of creature is that!"
"You don’t know shit! You’re even better at causing trouble than your old man!"
The old dagger cursed vehently, the sentences heavily loaded with aning.
"Can you behave with a bit of decency!"
Ethan Smith couldn’t bear it anymore. It was truly hard to deal with this old man, otherwise, he would have fought back.
"Run!"
The old dagger chuckled despite his anger, but at this mont, everyone was on the sa ship and had to bite back his words.
"Old master, I know the deer is a Phantom Light Deer, but what is that woman, how co there’s no record of her."
In the midst of darting through space, Ethan Smith couldn’t suppress his curiosity, and asked bluntly.
"That’s a Smiling Angel, a living being lost in the tributaries of ti, whom even the people from the Divine Realm would rather not encounter."
The old dagger replied irritably, as though afraid Ethan Smith would add to his trouble, he reluctantly explained.
"This region is isolated from the cosmos, even the divine will of the Divine Realm cannot enter this area, which is a completely different place from our living systems, this is the Northwestern Ghost Capital, the Land of Ti Origin."
"But aren’t we in here now, it doesn’t seem to have that strong resistance?"
Ethan Smith still found it sowhat unreal. If his chaotic body could grow to completion,
or if his Pinnacle Force beca stronger, perhaps he might not be unable to withstand these forces.
"You’re underestimating this place. Over the long ages, countless mighty beings attempted to lay a finger on this place, and ultimately all turned into Smiling Angels lost in the labyrinthe of ti, occasionally awakening parts of their self over the endless years, seeking what they considered interesting like children. Their deanor is one of fervent joy, as this is their sole amusent under the oppression of eons, thereby earning them the na Smiling Angels."
The old dagger’s voice was heavy.
"The Phantom Light Deer is rely a Ti Beast ford by the energies of the Northwestern Ghost Capital spilling out, so were captured and refined into various Temporal Artifacts, and so ended in other dinsions by the whims of the power of heaven and earth. Those who gain this power, if extrely talented, will in ti gradually master Ti Power, this power also evolving into Curse Power, and ultimately leading them down the river of ti to this place, becoming the playthings of Smiling Angels."
"Thus, so even consider the Phantom Light Deer as bait for the Smiling Angels, their sole purpose being to allure more playthings here."
Ethan Smith felt a chill down his spine, the angel he saw earlier had such a formidable background?
But I just escaped, could it be?
You guessed right, it was toying with you. If the situation turns unfavorable next, you should prepare yourself.
The old dagger decisively cut the connection with Ethan Smith, without a hint of hesitation.
Understood.
By now, Ethan Smith had, of course, realized the predicant he was in.
"Old master, do you have any good advice?"
Ethan Smith slightly furrowed his brows.
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