The moonlight shines on the boundless ice field. In this snow-white world, several figures are moving forward cautiously.
Gubilo was about to carve a number on the ice at his feet, but just halfway through drawing, the voice of No. 22 suddenly sounded:
"etc."
"What's wrong, Holy Master?" Gu Piro raised his head 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, if we engrave so many characters, we may end up giving others an advantage... We need to mark time with a character that only we can understand."
Everyone suddenly realized.
"What characters should I use?"
No. 22 pondered for a moment and sketched on the ground, "Let's agree that this character represents 1, this represents 2, this represents..."
Several people from [God's Desire Paradise] gathered together and carefully studied the self-created characters for No. 22. When they remembered these characters in their hearts, they couldn't help but clap their hands and praise him.
"As expected of the Holy Master, he is indeed far-sighted!"
"Yes, 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 in Daxia is nothing more than this."
"..."
Amidst the compliments of several people, No. 22 used his sword to carve a self-created "0" character on the ice, and then said lightly:
"Let's go."
Everyone took a step forward and arrived at another time and space. When they looked back, the characters just now had disappeared.
"I know! This is because the time we are in now is earlier than just now." Gu Piro clapped his hands and answered excitedly.
"Why do you need to talk about such a simple thing?" The other Lord God rolled his eyes at him.
Carve a "-1" on the ground on the 22nd and continue moving forward.
They turned around again, but still couldn't see the two characters.
"The time here is earlier." Gu Piro spoke firmly again.
Everyone followed the same pattern and left another mark, and continued to move forward, taking several steps in a row, but every time they looked back, they couldn't see the slightest mark.
"Strange...how come all the way along the way is leading to the past time? Have we found the way out of the maze?" A minor god whispered in confusion.
At this time, Jubilo stopped talking. They looked at each other, vaguely feeling that something was not right.
This time they did not move forward, but moved in a different direction. After taking a few steps, they turned around and continued walking... But no matter how they walked, the marks they left before seemed as if they had never existed.
, the ice surface is extremely smooth.
"How could this happen... We have obviously imitated his movements completely, but why can't we see the marks we left?" Goubiro stayed where he was.
At this point, even someone as slow as Gubiluo realized that something was wrong. They had walked so far, changed directions so many times, and had carved hundreds of marks at least, but at every step they could not see the marks they had carved before.
Any imprint of… They can’t always be going to the “past”, right?
"Speaking of which, why do I feel that the positions of the nearby icebergs are different from before?" Cishen said cautiously.
No. 22 was frowning and thinking about what went wrong. When he heard this sentence, he said angrily:
"Idiot, this is the Antarctic ice sheet. The terrain will continue to change with the climate. The terrain will naturally be different at each time. The longer the time spans, 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?" Gubiluo asked.
"Damn... it's wrong! It's all wrong!!" No. 22 gritted his teeth and said, "What we have under our feet is ice! The ice melts and condenses too fast. We will leave a trace on it. No matter how deep it is, as long as it passes
It will all be restored in a day or two! All the marks we left are completely invalid!"
Hearing these words, everyone's ears felt as if thunder was exploding!
They stayed where they were at the same time.
Ice... No wonder no matter which direction they go, they can't see the marks left behind, because these marks will not exist for long on the ice sheet. It is like throwing stones on the boundless sea to mark the location. The stones
As soon as it was thrown out, it sank to the bottom of the sea. Who knows where the place where it was just thrown was?
"But...how did Lin Qiye keep the mark?!" Jubilo was stunned for a long time and asked the most unbelievable question.
"Everyone leaves marks on the ice. Why does his last for so long?"
Everyone was at a loss.
No. 22 took a deep breath and spoke slowly:
"Forget it... Our only hope now is to look back for the mark left by Lin Qiye. As long as we can find his mark, we can get back on track and not lose our way."
A minor god looked around, with a flash of hesitation in his expression, "Which direction did we come from just now?"
The rest of the people felt a thump in their hearts and looked around as well.
On the barren ice sheet, there are only a few icebergs standing here and there, but these icebergs cannot provide the slightest position guidance, because as soon as they take another step, they will disappear immediately... and further away, there will only be blurs and inversions.
of light.
But within a hundred meters of space, thousands of different times are stacked together, and even light is enough to be distorted.
One hundred meters is the farthest range they can see...but the distance between the mark left by Lin Qiye and them is obviously much higher than this number.
They couldn't find their way back.
"I have calculated that since we left Lin Qiye, we have only moved less than one kilometer at most. Even if our view is blocked by these overlapping times, we should be able to see it easily if we fly into the sky." Ju Bi
Luo thought seriously for a moment, then a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he rose into the air!
Seeing this scene, No. 22's eyes narrowed and he immediately said: "Wait..."
Before the second word "wait" was uttered, Gu Piro's figure disappeared out of thin air directly above the crowd, and the height from them was no more than five meters.
In this maze, not only moving forward, backward, left, and right will cause time... upward or downward, the same is true.
Everyone waited in place for a long time, but no figure of Gu Piro came back. It seemed that during his flight, he traveled through more than vertical space. In this way, he wanted to find the ice surface where everyone is now.
It's like looking for a needle in a haystack.
There were originally more than ten people in [Godly Desire Paradise], but now there are only three people left.
No. 22’s face was so gloomy that water could drip from his face.
"Holy...Holy Lord..." The only remaining Lord God swallowed, "What should we do next?"
"...What else can I do? Wait for death where I am?"
No. 22 gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go! Find any direction and keep going forward!"