This Text Adventure Game is definitely poisonous Chapter 1501: 650: Time and Space3

Chapter 1501: Chapter 650: Ti and Space_3

“However, order combined with ti—could it be that this little guy, like the commander, intends to develop towards the direction of the Heavenly Dao?”

The Space God turned to glance at the God of Decapitation, casting him a “no wonder” look. Finally, it all made sense why even the God of Decapitation had been forced into such a position.

“As expected, you’re a calamity. In that case, I absolutely cannot let you live!”

With these words barely spoken, the Space God vanished again through teleportation.

Mu You already anticipated consecutive attacks from the enemy and had pushed his heightened senses to the limit, striving to detect the opponent’s reappearance location.

Unfortunately, the sheer speed of the Space Divine Power’s teleportation was almost unreasonable. By the ti his senses caught up, the Space God’s palm wind was already upon his forehead again.

“Bang! Bang! Bang…”

Three glowing halos above Mu You’s head shattered in quick succession.

Song of Peace, Left-First Principle, Round System.

The Space God’s single palm obliterated all three rules, leaving three Order’s Locks wrapped tightly around his outstretched right arm.

Luckily, although the Space God was fast, he didn’t possess the monstrous attack strength of the God of Decapitation. The cumulative binding power of the three rules finally neutralized the force of this palm strike.

The Space God’s right hand hovered before Mu You, montarily unable to advance further.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Mu You activated Blood Law Godspeed, increasing his distance while unleashing the Demon God Counterattack.

A shadowy apparition of the Demon God’s Fist appeared above the Space God, descending heavily toward him.

But before the fist could land, the Space God vanished once more using teleportation, causing the Demon God’s Fist to hit nothing but air.

In the next instant, the Space God reappeared at a nearby position, locking his gaze on Mu You before promptly teleporting again.

“Damn, there’s no cooldown at all…”

Mu You didn’t need to think twice. It was certain that the Space God intended to teleport straight to his side for another assault, so he hurriedly raised his pen to start writing a rule.

But as soon as Mu You lifted his pen, the enemy’s voice echoed in his ear once more.

“Too slow! I won’t give you ti to write any rules!”

This ti, the Space God appeared at his flank, sending a palm strike downward. It seed Mu You had no way to evade…

At the critical mont, Mu You suddenly felt the light and shadow before him shift.

He found himself back in a position he occupied just one second earlier, while in the distance, the Demon God’s Fist had only just begun its descent.

“Ti reversal?”

Mu You froze for a mont before an expression of ecstatic joy spread across his face.

Although it was only a brief one-second reversal, ti had indeed flowed backwards!

The Pocket Watch—had it recovered?

Mu You hurriedly perford an inner inspection, observing the divine powers that ford a tripartite balance within his consciousness. The Pocket Watch remained dormant, silent to his calls.

Even so, the ti reversal just now was undoubtedly real, aning the Pocket Watch may not have fully recovered but had preserved so level of awareness—and acted on its own initiative at a critical mont to assist him.

Relief flooded Mu You’s heart.

In the blink of an eye, the Space God launched another assault.

This ti, however, Mu You had already foreseen the timing and direction of the attack, making it far easier to evade.

The Space God manifested to his right and sent a palm strike, but Mu You cleverly perford a quick retreat roll to his left, narrowly dodging the blow.

The Space God’s hand hung midair once again, missing its target. Frowning, he muttered, “Another disturbance in ti, but this one feels different from before… Ti reversal?”

As the eternal nesis of the Ti God, the Space God was especially sensitive to any powers involving manipulation of ti.

“Hell, Little Eight! Don’t just stand there staring—help out already!”

The Watchman, witnessing his true self being relentlessly pursued while Gusha continued to be indifferent, grew increasingly anxious. “Don’t forget, if my core perishes, you’ll die along with ! You’d be done for too!”

“Heh. Relax—this brat won’t go down that easily.”

Gusha let out a cold laugh, having long noticed Mu You was holding onto unused trump cards. Carefree, it showed no concern for Mu You’s safety, even hoping the kid would suffer a bit to temper himself.

Gusha flicked out its forked tongue and turned its gaze sharply toward the Space God.

“But you, you chubby little punk, aren’t you taking Big Boss Snake a bit too lightly!”

“Who gave you permission to act before ?”

Gusha’s serpent pupils abruptly expanded, unleashing an indescribable and oppressive aura of terror toward the Space God.

The Space God’s expression froze instantly, his spirit struck with heavy damage. Blood poured from his eyes, nose, and mouth as he stood rigidly in place like a lifeless Scarecrow. His distorted, agonized visage could no longer move an inch, and even the flow of divine power throughout his body ca to a complete halt.