The moonlight shines on the boundless ice field. In this white world, several figures are moving forward cautiously.

Gu Biro was about to carve a number on the ice, but just as he was halfway through, the voice of No. 22 suddenly rang out:

"etc."

"What's wrong, Holy Lord?" Jubilo looked up in confusion.

No. 22 used the [King's Sword] to scratch off the half-written number and said in a deep voice:

"We can't use characters that others can understand at a glance. Otherwise, we'll carve so many and end up giving others a bargain... We have to use characters that only we can understand to mark time."

Everyone suddenly realized.

"What characters should I use?"

No. 22 pondered for a moment and started drawing on the ground. "Let's agree that this character represents 1, this one represents 2, and this one represents..."

Several people from [God's Desire Paradise] gathered together and carefully studied the self-created characters of No. 22. When they had memorized these characters by heart, they couldn't help but applaud and praise.

"As expected of the Holy Lord, he is indeed far-sighted!"

"Yeah, now we can understand his characters, but he can't understand ours! We have more people than him, so we have the advantage!"

"Commander Lin of Daxia is no better than this."

“…”

Amid the praises of several people, No. 22 used his sword to carve a self-created "0" on the ice, and then said calmly:

"Let's go."

After everyone took a step forward and arrived at another time and space, they looked back and found that the characters had disappeared.

"I know! This is because the time we are here now is earlier than before." Ju Biro clapped his hands and answered excitedly.

"Do you need to tell me such a simple thing?" Another main god rolled his eyes at him.

No. 22 carved a "-1" on the ground and continued moving forward.

They looked back again, but still could not see the two characters.

"The time here is earlier." Ju Biro spoke again with certainty.

The crowd followed the same method and left another mark, then continued to move forward. They walked a few steps in a row, but every time they looked back they could not see any mark at all.

"Strange... Why is it that all the time we have been walking on is leading to the past? Have we found the way out of the maze?" A sub-god whispered in confusion.

At this time, Ju Biro stopped talking. They looked at each other, feeling that something was wrong.

This time they did not move forward, but changed direction. After walking a few steps, they turned around and continued walking... But no matter how they walked, the marks left behind seemed to have never existed, and the ice surface was extremely smooth.

"How could this happen... We have clearly imitated his movements completely, so why can't we see the mark we left?" Gu Biro froze where he was.

At this point, even someone as slow-witted as Gubira realized that something was wrong. They had walked so far, changed directions so many times, and left at least a hundred marks, but with every step they took, they could not see any of the marks left previously... They couldn't possibly be walking towards the "past" all the time, right?

"Come to think of it, why do I feel that the location of these nearby icebergs is different from before?" the sub-god spoke cautiously.

No. 22 was frowning, thinking about what went wrong. When he heard this, he said unhappily:

"Idiot, this is the Antarctic ice sheet. The terrain changes with the climate. The terrain at each time will naturally be different. The longer the time span, the greater the change..."

Before he finished speaking, No. 22 seemed to have thought of something and his body shook violently!

"Ice field... ice field..." No. 22 kept repeating these two words, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"Holy Lord, what did you find?" asked Ju Biluo.

"Damn it... Wrong! All wrong!" No. 22 gritted his teeth and said, "What we are standing on is ice! Ice melts and solidifies too quickly. If we leave a mark on it, no matter how deep it is, it will all be restored in a day or two! All the marks we left are completely invalid!"

When they heard these words, it was as if thunder exploded in everyone's ears!

They stayed where they were at the same time.

Ice... No wonder no matter which direction they went, they couldn't see the marks they had left behind, because these marks could not exist for too long on the ice field. It was like throwing stones on the vast ocean to mark a location. As soon as the stone was thrown, it sank to the bottom of the sea. Who knew where the place was just thrown?

"But...but how did Lin Qiye manage to preserve the mark?!" Ju Biro was stunned for a long while and asked the most incredible question.

"Everyone else is leaving marks on the ice, why does his last so long?"

Everyone was at a loss.

No. 22 took a deep breath and spoke slowly:

“Forget it… Our only hope now is to go back and look for the mark left by Lin Qiye. As long as we can find his mark, we can get back on track and not get lost.”

A lesser god looked around, a hint of hesitation flashed across his face, "Which direction did we come from just now?"

The others felt a jolt in their hearts and also looked around.

Only a few icebergs were left standing on the desolate ice field, but these icebergs could not provide any indication of their location, because once they took another step, they would immediately disappear...Far away, there was only vague and inverted light.

In a space of just a hundred meters, thousands of different times are stacked together, enough to distort even light.

A hundred meters is the farthest range of their visibility... but the distance between them and the mark left by Lin Qiye is obviously much higher than this number.

They couldn't find their way back.

"I calculated that since we left Lin Qiye, we have only moved less than one kilometer at most. Even if our vision is blocked by the overlapping time, we should be able to see it easily if we fly into the sky." Ju Biluo thought seriously for a moment, then a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and his figure soared into the air!

Seeing this scene, No. 22's eyes narrowed and he immediately said, "Wait..."

Before they uttered the second word "wait", Ju Biro's figure disappeared out of thin air right above the crowd, no more than five meters away from them.

In this maze, it's not just movement forward, backward, left, or right that will trigger time... the same is true for moving up or down.

Everyone waited there for a long time, but there was no sign of Jubilo returning. It seemed that he had crossed more than the vertical space during his flight. In this case, it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack for him to find the ice surface where everyone was now.

There were originally more than ten people in [God's Desire Paradise], but now there are only three people left.

No. 22’s face was so gloomy that water seemed to drip out of it.

“Holy…Holy Lord…” The remaining Lord God swallowed his saliva, “What should we do next?”

"…What else can I do? Wait for death right here?"

No. 22 gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go! Just find a direction and keep going forward!"