Vol 2 Chapter 2441: The clock being pulled closer

Chapter 2441 The Closed Clock
After flying silently for more than ten miles, Sanders did not speak.
Seeing that the ghost dock island is already far away, Angel thought for a while and took the initiative to say: "Tutor, do you have anything to ask me?"
Sanders faintly looked at Angel's eyes: "The reason you went back was not to see the birth of disorder, right?"
"Sure enough, the tutor understands me."
Angel's answer proved that Sanders was right.
Sanders stopped and hovered in mid-air: "I believe you decided to return. There must be a reason to go. However, I still hope you understand one thing."
"What's the matter?" Angel stopped and looked back.
"All the things in the world, including the things you think are important, have no life precious." Sandston paused: "You only have everything if you are alive. If you die, everything will cease."
Angel understood what Sanders meant.
Sanders did not stop him from start to finish. This may be a value orientation in his handling of interpersonal relationships, but it does not mean that Sanders really supports all of Angel's choices.
He just respected Angel's opinions and was unwilling to interfere with others' choices.
But the true thoughts in his heart were probably similar to those of Nis and the others. He didn't really want Angel to participate in the center of the fog.
What happened there not only exceeded the limit of the Southern Territory, but also exceeded the limit of energy level.
Even if the Lord Rhein goes, there is a risk of falling without paying attention, let alone Angel.
Therefore, even if Sanders had supported Angel's decision before, he still didn't want to watch Angel's death. Therefore, he chose to fly with Angel, using warning words as dissuasion.
"Do you want to see your brother and feel sorry for you thousands of miles away? Your enlightenment mentor, lonely turned into bones in the ice bin? And the people you value, and the people who value you... sad?"
Angel pondered for a moment, and said silently: "I don't want it."
"Is this your inner thoughts?"
"Yes."
Sanders watched Anger still staying in place, and whispered softly: "Are you still going to return to the center of the fog belt, even if you don't want the people you cherish to be sad?"
Angel hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
Sanders was silent for a long time this time. After nearly half a minute, he spoke again: "You...do you think you can survive?"
Sanders still didn't inquire about Angel's purpose, but inquired about an unanswered, more idealistic result.
"Yes." Angel is very sure.
Sanders squinted his eyes: "You believe someone can save you?"
Angel: "..."
"You want to ask me, why are you sure that someone will save you?"
Angel smiled, did not say yes or no.
"If you dare to answer'Yes' with such a certainty, it definitely means you have confidence. I don't know where your confidence comes from, but there are only those kinds of things."
"The Observer, the Nightmare Realm... and the Void." Sanders said almost surely.
The reason for this speculation is actually very simple. To get a chance in the center of the Mist Belt, in Sanders' view, at least a special ability or a legendary base strength is required.
And this kind of existence, related to Angel, the first thing he thought of must be the inspector.
The attitude of the previous inspector towards Angel was obviously different from that of others. Therefore, it is possible for the inspector. However, since the inspector had let Ingel leave before, and now he was called back again, it was a bit repetitive, which made Sanders feel that the inspector might be relatively low.
In addition to the inspectors, there are creatures in the Nightmare Realm who can help Angell.
The creatures in the nightmare world are more mysterious and more powerful. Angel's personality in the nightmare world may allow some of the nightmare creatures to help him and become his confidence to go to the center of the mist zone this time. However, Sanders feels that the possibility of nightmarish creatures is still very low, because from the beginning to the end, no nightmarish creatures have participated in this matter. As a pioneer of nightmarish art, he did not feel in the center of the fog belt. To the breath of any nightmare world.
No matter how powerful the creatures in the Nightmare Realm are, no matter how strong Angel is, it is impossible for Angel to run back to the center of the fog belt inexplicably. What's more, do nightmarish creatures really know what is in the center of the fog belt?
As for the last possibility: vanity.
Sanders hadn't thought about it before, but he noticed a detail around Angel.
When he left the fog belt, Angel was clean and clean, and there were no other creatures besides Dangros.
But now, when he left from the ghost dock island, there was an extra creature beside Angel.
It was a creature that could not be captured with the naked eye, only existed in the energy world, and had a low to nothing aura-the void traveler.
This void creature appeared beside Angel inexplicably, naturally giving Sanders an idea.
Especially, after Sanders said these three possibilities, Angel glanced at the Void Traveler subconsciously, and let Sanders confirm that this time Angel returned to the center of the fog belt, and his confidence is the source. In the void.
But does Angel know any void creatures? Sanders has never heard of it. After all, everyone has their own chances, and it is impossible for him to know everything about Angel.
"It seems that my guess is correct." Sanders: "Even if you think there will be a strong presence to help you, do you really feel relieved?"
"Putting the power of survival on the help of outsiders is not an independent wizard and will consider the first choice."
"Besides, are you really sure that helping you exists is one-hearted? No matter who they are, they must have selfishness. When their selfishness and desires swell beyond control, the so-called promise is just a piece of nonsense."
"Even if it's me, I won't necessarily help you wholeheartedly."
Angel: "I understand."
You understand, but you still don't listen. Sanders silently added Angel's inner words. As Angel's mentor, Sanders still knew him well, and Angel understood the truth, but it was difficult to change the decision he had made.
Angel: "I am returning this time, not to blend in with the center. It's just to do a positioning job."
"Positioning? So that someone can know the coordinates, and then come?" Sanders pointed to the Void Traveler next to him: "Then you let him pass, it's fine."
Angel shook his head: "Heideland can't, only I can locate it."
After a pause, Angel continued: "And, what I said before, watching the promotion process of disordered things, although only a temporary reason, but when I said it, I had a premonition, The choices returned are not wrong."
"Even, this hunch is so strong... as if making a choice that is enough to turn the road of life."
"Maybe it was just my illusion, but at that moment, I really felt this way. Therefore, I am more determined to come."
When Angel said these words, Sanders was suddenly silent.
Angel's words are very vague, even a little vague and confused. But Sanders knows exactly what Angel wants to express.
Because he also had a similar choice. He felt the same when he was in front of important choices that could affect his life.
This is not false empty talk, nor is it a delusion of gratitude, it is real... Destiny is illusory, but there are always miraculous existences that can move destiny.
For example, time thief.
Sanders has been marked by a time thief, so when he is making a major decision, he will feel similar.
Even the time thief would visit in person and steal the choice that Sanders gave up.
This feeling is true, so Angel's strong premonition may also be true. This is an exclusive reminder for the time thief marker.
However, this time the thief didn't seem to come, nor did he have the option to steal Angel. Perhaps he felt that this stealing was meaningless?
At this point, Sanders naturally couldn't stop it.
As a person marked by a time thief, he has developed a character that does not like to interfere with other people's choices after experiencing various difficult choices. If it weren't for Ingres to be really important to him, Sanders didn't want to interfere.
But now, Angel told him that the choice he made may be related to the future flow of fate.
Sanders dare not stop it.
Staying or going, before is a harmless choice. But now, it has become a major decision that maybe time thief will pay attention to.
Interfering in Angel's decision at this time is likely to change his fate.
Sanders was silent for a moment, and then slowly said: "Since you think this choice is very important, then eliminate all possible interference and follow what you think."
Angel nodded solemnly.
Sanders looked at the endless black sea in front of him: "My illusion clone has reached its limit, so let's separate here. As I said on the island, I hope to see you come back alive."
After the words fell, Sanders patted Angel's shoulder lightly, then turned into foam and disappeared without a trace.
...
After Sanders left, Angel hovered in place and thought for a while.
"Exclude all possible interference and follow what you think in your heart." This is what Sanders said before, and Angel is also pondering at this time.
If this choice is really so important, will he be disturbed by some external factors? Is his choice really right?
Angel was also aware of his mind, rethinking whether his decision was hasty.
...
At this time, in a certain dimension that can't be spied.
There are a lot of clocks densely here, round, square, long, flat, and even half embedded in the void. At a glance, there is no way to see the number.
Among all the clocks, the one in the center is the largest and most conspicuous.
Because, on top of this clock, sits a tall and tall shadow.
This black figure looked very leisurely, listening to the beating of the surrounding pointers while humming an unknown tune in his nose.
Suddenly, among the many clocks, the hands and minute hands of a circular clock began to jump.
When the minute hand and the hour hand return to 0 o'clock at the same time, the clear and loud bell ringing surrounds the invisible end, and there is a lot of space for the hour wheel.
Only then did the black shadow raise his head and look at the bell ringing through time and space.
"There is a mark that touches the choice." Sombra muttered, "Let me see."
The round clock was pulled by the black shadow out of thin air, and then pulled in front of him.
At this time, golden light was flowing from the clock.
"Tsk tsk, the overflowing honey of time is really sweet... It seems that it is necessary to check it out."
The black shadow leaped slightly, jumping off the top of the clock.
At the same time, a circular metal door appeared in the center of the huge clock, where it was supposed to be the axle wheel. The black shadow walked to the metal door, ready to push it away and stepped into the marked area.
However, the moment his hand touched the round metal door, his fingertips suddenly pierced.
He retracted his hand.
A drop of light golden blood slowly oozes from the fingertips, the blood circulates around the fingertips, and then it drips into the void... disappears.
The black shadow stayed in place for a while, but in the end, he did not step into the metal door again, but returned to the top of the clock.
"If you go, you will have a bad feeling."
But from whom does this bad premonition come from?
The person being tagged? It seems not.
"Could it be that in the past, you would meet an old acquaintance?" The shadow was pondered for a moment, but did not see the answer in the time wheel.
"Forget it, I'm not going anymore."
He thought for a while, and once again set his eyes on the round clock that was still flowing with golden light.
"It seems to be a very influential person... well, add a note."
As the voice fell, the round clock's originally grayish outer shell began to glow with a moist brilliance.
At the same time, a faint figure appeared in the center of the clock.
If Angel was here, he could find that this figure was exactly what he looked like when he refined the shelter of the blood night many years ago.
Looking at Angel's vision quietly, the corners of the black shadow's mouth were slightly raised.
"Why, it's you, boy."
The black shadow's voice was a bit interesting, as if he had discovered some interesting toy. He still did not leave for the metal gate to go to the place to be chosen, but carefully observed Angel's vision.
It seems that Angel's figure is to be engraved in his eyes.
After a long time, the shadow laughed softly, erased the illusion in a good mood, and pushed the round clock aside.
Only this time, the round clock was not pushed back into the distant clock pile by him.
Instead, hovering near the huge clock.
There are very few clocks here, only about a thousand. Each of these clocks of different shapes shined with extremely dazzling brilliance, and they were also very large, and some of them were even close to the huge time wheel on which the black shadow stood.
In the forest of these huge clocks, the round clock that represents Angel looks very small and dim, even a little uncoordinated, and very awkward.
If someone with obsessive-compulsive disorder sees this scene, it is estimated that they will be irritable and can dig through the center of the earth with their toenails.
But Sombra obviously has no obsessive-compulsive disorder, or that his obsessive-compulsive disorder does not lie in appearance. Not only did he not have any discomfort, he even hummed the whistle happily.
(End of this chapter)