After dozens of seconds, the dark abyss was completely filled.

After the endless whispering disappeared, a few wrinkles appeared on the face of the old man in black, and his already old face looked even more haggard.

"Alright." Chronos said calmly, "The seal has been restored to the state before the breach. It is complete again. No more pollution will leak out. You can rest assured."

Michael stared at him, "Your life span..."

"If you play with time, you must be prepared to be played with by time." Chronos said calmly, "Even the Supreme God cannot escape the constraints of the law... Not everyone can create miracles like you."

Michael fell silent.

After an unknown amount of time, Michael raised the holy sword tightly held in both hands again and stabbed it deeply into the meteorite crater under his feet.

A golden field suddenly opened up, covering the moon again and also shrouding Chronos nearby.

The moment he was enveloped by this [Mortal Realm of God], Chronos seemed to have sensed something, was slightly startled, and turned to look at Michael beside him.

"This is……"

"The 'miracle' that stops aging." Michael said expressionlessly, "Your hundred years of life were originally consumed by this lunar seal. I don't like to owe others favors... You can rest in this miracle for a few years and then go back."

Chronos gave him a complicated look and said, "You don't have to do this. If the seal of the moon is broken, the entire earth will be doomed. I am only saving myself."

"Are you anxious to get back to Earth?"

"...No hurry." Chronos asked doubtfully, "Why do you ask?"

"If you are not in a hurry to go back, just rest here for a few years." Michael paused and added the second half of the sentence, "By the way, when I'm not around, guard this moon seal for me."

"Guarding it for you? Where are you going?"

"I have been guarding the moon for too long. Since you are here, I would like to take this opportunity to go down and take a look." Michael raised his head slightly, his eyes fell on the blue planet, and his eyes narrowed. "The most important thing is to investigate who wants to do something with this seal...

Since someone has already set his eyes on the lunar seal, he will make a move again sooner or later. Only by completely eliminating him can we prevent future troubles.

Over the years, I have needed to use the [Mortal Realm of God] to suppress the breach and have been unable to escape. Now that the seal has been restored, I can leave for a short time as long as I leave enough miracles to maintain the appearance of the moon.

If you want to stay and recuperate, you can guard this seal for me. I will be back in two years at most."

Chronos looked at him with a complicated expression, "Is this your real intention in setting up this miracle of stagnant aging?"

"yes."

Seeing Michael admit it so straightforwardly, Chronos was speechless for a moment. After hesitating for a moment, he sighed.

"Forget it. Olympus is in chaos now. I don't want to get involved in the power dispute between those two juniors. After the gap in the seal is filled, I have nothing to do... Go ahead, I will help you guard this seal."

Michael nodded, "Thank you."

This tall angel figure took a step out from the gray-white ground. The six white wings behind it shook lightly, shattering the void. Its body turned into a golden meteor, flashing towards the blue stars in the sky.

On this day,

The Seraph, who had been watching over the human world for hundreds of years, stepped down from the moon and descended to the human world.

…

Fog.

On the vast sea, a dark gray figure was rapidly approaching Daxia.

Wang Mian, who has stepped into the ceiling realm of mankind, can rely on his own strength to walk in the fog for a short period of time. His eyes are staring at the sea in the distance, and his heart is extremely heavy.

Without the law of time to use, he had no hope of becoming a god. He only had two years left to live, so his plan to go back in time to rescue [Mask] could not be implemented...

His heart was like the sea shrouded in fog. Looking around, there was nothing but confusion.

After an unknown amount of time, a black dot appeared out of nowhere on the distant sea level.

Wang Mian was stunned and stopped.

That was a small boat.

When the sea is rough, a small boat floats on the sea as quietly as a rock. No matter how the waves stir it, there is no shaking or trembling at all.

On the small boat, a hunched figure was sitting in the mist, his silver hair dancing in the wind, his old cough echoed on the sea, and scarlet blood dripped from his palm into the boat, gathering into a pool of blood.

He was wearing a dark grey cloak and had a long sword at his waist.

Same as Wangmian.

He is the planner of the entire Takamagahara situation, and he is also the God of Time who traveled from the future, the Old Man King.

A breeze blew across the sea, and the two kings looked at each other like mirror images across the rolling waves.

Whether it is the clothes, appearance, or the wrinkles on the face, they are exactly the same. The only difference is that the old man Wang Mian sitting in the boat has a vicissitudes and mysterious temperament.

Wang Mian's eyes narrowed slightly.

He stood on the sea, staring at the old man who looked exactly like him. After a long while, he took the initiative to speak:

"I thought you were deliberately avoiding me..."

"...You guessed right." The old man Wang Mian had a bitter look on his face, "Before coming here, I hesitated for a long time, wondering whether I should meet you... After all, if it weren't for the time loop I left behind, they wouldn't have sacrificed themselves.

In a sense, I am the one who killed them... I don't have the courage to come and see you."

Wang Mian stared into his eyes, "You'd better give me an explanation."

"Time is more complicated than you think. If you want to play with time, you must be prepared to be played with by time..." The old king said hoarsely.

“I thought that the chain reaction caused by the trap I had set up with great care would change their fate and allow them to survive, but I didn’t expect that it would lead to their death.

Perhaps the fate of some people really cannot be changed. "

"Since you have become the God of Time, why don't you go back in time and rescue them now?"

“…I can’t do that.”

The old man Wang closed his eyes helplessly. A cloud of blood mist burst out from his shoulders, turned into white silk all over the sky, and dissipated into the air.

The next moment, time around him rapidly reversed, and those dissipated white threads condensed again and returned to his body, as if nothing had ever happened.

“The life span of God also has an end.

In order to set up this game, I went back in time continuously, and was involved in many causes and effects. In addition, I had to go back in time all the time to fight against my own transformation, so my lifespan has come to an end.

I am...going to die."