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Chapter 385 Disappearance (Page 12)
The old king's hunched body slowly straightened, and his cloudy right eye and the young golden clock eye locked onto Zhang Yun in black and Jialan at the same time.
A weary yet resolute smile tugged at the corners of his mouth, as if he had already seen through the trajectory of fate.
"It's all here..."
"We have to do something!!!"
Before he could finish speaking, the threads of time that were wrapped around him suddenly snapped!
The broken threads did not disappear; instead, they transformed into countless roaring rivers of time, weaving behind him into a colossal net that blotted out the sky.
"boom--!!!"
The surging power of time erupted like a tsunami! The entire sea was instantly dyed bronze, the seawater solidified into solid "time amber", and even the splashing waves were frozen in mid-air.
Wang's withered right hand suddenly rose, and the [Ge Yuan] sword, which had severed countless times, burst forth with dazzling golden light. The ancient runes engraved on the blade lit up one by one, each character representing a piece of history that had been altered.
"Shh-!"
The blade suddenly pierced into the sea beneath their feet!
"Click——!!!"
Space shattered like a mirror, and a spacetime vortex with a diameter of one kilometer suddenly formed!
The center of the vortex was pitch black, but the edges were filled with colorful time currents, as if connecting countless unknown parallel worlds.
"Not good!" Garan's twelve wings suddenly unfolded, and her divine radiance attempted to resist the erosion of time, but her movements became strangely slow, as if they had been slowed down a thousand times.
Zhang Yun, dressed in black, his eyes turned cold. He pulled his right hand from his trench coat pocket, a jet-black "Hourglass of Time" appearing in his palm, but before he could make a move—
"Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!"
Time suddenly froze around Lin Qiye, Cao Yuan, An Qingyu, Baili Pangpang, Shen Qingzhu, and Jiang Er!
Their bodies were covered by a layer of bronze-colored time crystals, like insects sealed in amber, their very thoughts frozen in time.
The next second, all six people fell into the vortex at the same time!
"boom--!!!"
"You...!" Garan's voice trembled with rage.
Zhang Yun, dressed in black, smiled slightly, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes.
He naturally understood Wang Mian's intention—those six people were swept into the time vortex and thrown directly into the "human circle" of Takamagahara, the divine land of Japan—the most evil city!
What's even more ingenious is that Wang Mian deliberately adjusted the flow of time, causing them to land at different points in time.
"Ah……"
He couldn't help but chuckle, his mind already conjuring up images of certain people's "tragic fates"—like some unlucky guy who might be forced to become a male escort in Kabukicho!
"Tsk tsk, wouldn't he be played to death by rich women?" Just imagining that scene almost made him burst out laughing.
"Old Wang!"
He suddenly looked up, grinned at Wang Mian, and said in a teasing tone.
"Just giving them one isn't enough! How about... you give one to both of us too?"
"what?"
Wang Mian was still immersed in the afterglow of the power of time when he heard these words, his eyes widened instantly, and he was completely dumbfounded.
"What the hell?!"
He wondered if he'd misheard—this kid actually asked for it? Was he crazy?
Garan, standing to the side, was also stunned. His eyelids trembled, and his golden eyes were full of doubt.
"Zhang Yun, are you serious?"
Zhang Yun, dressed in black, shrugged and smiled even more broadly.
A memory was casually sent into Jialan's mind, and she instantly knew where Lin Qiye and the others had gone. Her eyes then lit up with understanding.
Zhang Yun, dressed in black, continued to speak.
"Of course! Since we're just killing time anyway, we might as well go have some fun."
Wang Mian's lips twitched, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.
"Are you two... sure?"
"I'm sure!" Zhang Yun nodded without hesitation, even tugging at Jia Lan's sleeve. "Sister Lan, want to come along?"
Garan was silent for a second, then sighed helplessly, but the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.
"Fine, I'll go crazy with you this once."
Wang Mian: “…”
—These two guys, do they have some serious illness?!
In an instant, the old king's eyes, a mixture of turbidity and brilliance, suddenly contracted, and his withered fingers made a light sweeping motion in the air—
“Buzz——!!!”
The laws of time surged like a tide, and countless pale golden chains of time burst forth from his palm, instantly binding the bodies of Zhang Yun and Jialan in black. Ancient runes flowed on the chains, each one shimmering with fragments of time spanning millennia.
"Since you yourselves requested it..."
A rare hint of mischievous laughter appeared in Wang Mian's hoarse voice.
"Then let's fully experience the 'passion' of the 'power of time'!"
Before the words were even finished, the sea beneath their feet suddenly collapsed into a massive wormhole. Garan instinctively tried to resist, but Zhang Yun grabbed his wrist—
"Don't resist!" His obsidian eyes gleamed with excitement. "This is a rare 'publicly funded trip'!"
The next second, the two figures vanished completely from the mortal dimension, like pencil drawings erased by an eraser.
The sea breeze swept across the empty deck.
The elderly Wang stood at the bow of the boat, his hunched figure bearing the first genuine smile in decades on his wrinkled face.
He gazed in the direction where the two had disappeared, his single eye reflecting the shattered river of time—
"Zhang Yun, whom we've never seen in the timeline before..."
Wang Mian's low, husky voice drifted in the sea breeze, as if it had traveled through countless fragments of time and space to finally arrive at this moment.
His wrinkled hands slowly caressed the hilt of the [Ge Yuan] sword, each engraving touched by his fingertips telling a story of a different destiny—
"And it's human."
A flicker of disbelief crossed the king's single eye.
The salty sea breeze suddenly became gentle, carrying a temperature he hadn't felt in centuries, a temperature called 'hope'.
He took a deep breath, as if to etch this miraculous change into the deepest part of his soul.
As the last ripple of time dissipated, his aged body began to turn into tiny golden specks of light.
Those points of light did not simply dissipate, but rather resembled a river of time flowing backwards, each one reflecting a possible future—
Within one of the points of light, Zhang Yun, dressed in black, was laughing heartily at Cao Yuan, who was forced to wear the clothes of a male prostitute.
In the other grain, Garan shines under the neon lights of the Evil City;
More points of light converged into a new tributary of time, rushing towards a direction no one could predict...
Is this hope? Or a turning point?
The aged voice eventually faded into the distance between the sea and the sky.
The small boat carrying time swayed gently, and together with the remaining laws of time on it, it completely merged into the fabric of heaven and earth.
Above the East China Sea, only a wisp of salty wind gently swept across the empty surface.
.....
On the border of the Great Xia Dynasty, a torrential downpour fell at night.
The raindrops pierced the dark night like silver needles, weaving a hazy watery net in the dense forest.
The six figures of the Masked Squad moved through the area like ghosts. Their specially made black combat suits had a nano-level waterproof coating that deflected raindrops, creating tiny water droplets that shimmered like stardust in the moonlight.
"Target has entered the three-kilometer range!" Rose's voice rang out in the communicator, low and tense.
The giant hammer in her hand, [Mountain Shatterer], was covered with dark red patterns, as if magma was flowing inside the metal.
The hammerhead carved a heavy trail through the rain, shaking the puddles into a fine mist.
"The gravity field has been set up." Tianping pushed up his tactical glasses, and a faint blue light emanated from his fingertips.
Raindrops within a radius of 100 meters suddenly and mysteriously hovered in mid-air, as if frozen by an invisible force.
His voice was calm and precise: "Once it enters the domain, it won't be able to—"
Before he could finish speaking, Captain Wang Mian abruptly stopped in his tracks.
"Captain?" The talisman [Azure Nether] in Tanxiang's hand instantly ignited with azure flames, illuminating his solemn profile.
Xinghen reacted even faster, already setting up his modified anti-material sniper rifle, the Star Eclipse, its crosshair steadily locking onto the direction of Wangmian's gaze through the rain.
Wang Mian stared blankly eastward, the black sword [Yi Yuan] at his waist trembling slightly in its sheath, the ancient inscriptions on the sheath faintly glowing with golden light.
He clearly sensed that a cause and effect beyond the timeline was being severed on the shores of the East China Sea, as if another version of himself had just vanished into the river of time.
It felt like someone had torn a rift in his timeline.
“Time fluctuations…” He unconsciously pressed his chest, where a long-lost stinging sensation returned.
It wasn't the burning pain of a divine backlash, but rather a more ancient, chilling sensation, akin to fate being rewritten.
"You look terrible." The Moon Demon's body shimmered like pearls in the rain, her skin displaying translucent, moonlit patterns. Her voice was filled with worry: "Should we activate the emergency evacuation plan?"
Wang Mian took a deep breath, the cool rainwater filling his nostrils, carrying the smell of earth and rust.
He shook his head, shaking off those hallucinatory déjà vu images—the image of a young man in black smiling at him at the end of time, the Night's Watch banner fluttering on a timeline that should have been destroyed...
"Continue the mission." The black blade was drawn three inches from its sheath, the rain it sliced suddenly freezing in mid-air, forming a perfect water curtain fracture. "Target enters gravity trap in three seconds, Rose, prepare for frontal assault—"
"boom!"
Five hundred meters away, a purple energy pillar shot into the sky, instantly carbonizing the surrounding trees.
The mysterious entity finally revealed itself—a distorted mass of dark matter that constantly shifted its form, with countless pained human faces appearing on its surface.
The masked squad instantly dispersed.
Rose's giant hammer slammed into the ground, the shockwave shattering the rain into ring-shaped waves; Balance's hands pressed down, the gravitational field suddenly intensifying, firmly pressing the dark matter to the ground; Sandalwood's talisman transformed into a net of fire that enveloped the area; Star Mark's bullet pierced through the rain curtain, accurately hitting the target's core.
As Wang Mian charged forward, he glanced one last time at the east.
(It was probably just my imagination after all...)
(After all, time can be altered...)
(It's always just me.)
The moment the black sword was fully drawn, all the raindrops within a ten-meter radius rose into the air in reverse, forming an absolute, rainless zone.
In a dimension unseen by the team members, Wang Mian had a few more gray hairs at his temples—this time he had quietly burned three months of his lifespan, expanding the scope of the "time stop" by a full five times.
Deep within the rain curtain, the hunt continues.
...
"What?! The Fifth Special Squad... has disappeared?!"
Ye Fan's roar echoed in the Night Watchers' headquarters command room, the sound waves causing the tactical chandelier on the ceiling to sway slightly.
His calloused fist slammed heavily onto the holographic projection platform, shattering the 3D map of the East China Sea that was being displayed.
Countless fragments of light floated in the air, reflecting his face, which was contorted with shock.
"Just three minutes ago, it showed all eight people were alive!" The technician's voice trembled as his fingers typed rapidly on the holographic keyboard. "Vitality signs, location signals, mental fluctuations... all data dropped to zero in the same second! This doesn't conform to any known..."