Fantasy World Transmigration

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The neon lights flashed outside the window, and no one knew that just a few hours ago, this place was hit by a devastating blow. The city once spun on the brink of disaster, and then staggered lightly and survived.

The metropolis is still bustling and bustling. Compared with the dark and gray Gotham, this place really looks like a modern open city.

Little Spider, who took off his uniform and wore a hooded T-shirt that is common among American teenagers, looks immature and messy, just like a young man in a nearby high school. He looked at the window for a long time, and his sense of alienation from the world became more and more obvious. He seems to exist in the shadow of the city, and the glamor of the metropolis is like two dimensions.

In the picture, the little spiders are all in a light gray tone, and have no sense of existence in the space.

This is not an adjective, but a description of the fact that the prophet knocked on the door and walked in, but he didn't notice him immediately.

"I suddenly lost sight of you just now!" The Prophet approached the little spider and said to him.

"I might have gone to other places!" The little spider changed the subject, "The clothes you picked out for me fit well..."

"That's because I'm already very familiar with you, including the size..." The Prophet smiled ambiguously, and lay down on the little spider's single bed, looking at him provocatively: "Guess in a certain timeline? On, in some future, I haven't... tasted your taste?" She gave the little spider a very suggestive look.

The little spider stuttered in fright: "I... I didn't... Wait, you didn't come to me to talk about these things, did you?"

Only then did the Prophet sigh, and gave up teasing the innocent little spider, she sat up from the bed.

"Just now you disappeared from the timeline! At that moment, all the future about you disappeared. I can't see you... It's like..."

"It's as if I suddenly came out of time!" Little Spider took over the words.

"You really know what happened to you!" The prophet said solemnly, "Peter, you should tell me."

"This is just a necessary price..." The little spider sat down and said, "You don't think you will pay nothing for using the artifact that can reverse everything, do you? When you destroy the order of time, time is also eating you back. I interfere The law of time will naturally be rejected by the theory of time until it is exiled outside of time."

"This jewel, the Eye of Agamado, originally belonged to a mage, he is my comrade in arms,

When we fought side by side against the invaders, you reversed time with the artifact and saved a destroyed city, and then he was caught out in front of us by an existence outside of time. "

"The long river of time protects us from the prying eyes of some monsters outside of time. Once you break the law, you are repelled by time until you are banished outside of time."

The Prophet asked nervously, "What about now? Are monsters outside of time also eyeing you?"

The little spider showed a dumbfounding expression: "Do you still remember the mage I mentioned? He did well outside of time, and he took action to block the prying eyes of the existence outside of time. He is now a dimensional mage. .So when I was excluded by time, I happened to be able to meet him."

The little spider didn't lie. After he used the Eye of Agomodo and retraced the time of the entire metropolis, he found something wrong with himself.

He began to gradually become alienated from the world... Sometimes when he was in a daze, it felt like a second hadn't passed, and the world around him had changed. When he was walking on the street and was about to go back to the hotel, he seemed to be in a relationship with some kind of person on the road. In a trance when things passed by, he found that it was already dark.

And he stood on the street, without any contact with the bustling vehicles and people around him, as if they existed in two different worlds.

The time of this world began to reject him, and he occasionally appeared in a state of being out of tune with his surroundings.

At that time, it happened to be the time when time protected him the least.

Originally, Peter thought he would be captured by an existence outside of time, just like when he saw Strange disappear on the battlefield with his own eyes, but when he was most repulsed by time, he felt that he had disappeared in the At this time, he suddenly felt someone standing in front of him looking at him, as if there was a rough glass window between them.

He could only see the general outline in a blur, his nose and eyes couldn't be seen clearly.

But he also heard the man talking: "Peter... I'm Strange, don't worry about me, I'm doing well outside of time, the aborigines here are very 'warm'... in general , I’m doing pretty well, I’ve become a spokesperson for a small, humble dimension, maybe a third-rate dimensional lord!”

"This gives me some power to protect you from being captured by a dimensional lord who has a feud like me."

"I can only tell you something when the barrier between me and you is the weakest...First of all, be careful of Chen Ang, pay attention to him, he is the black hand behind everything, believe me he is more powerful than you imagined. It hides deeper, and the truth behind it is more terrifying than you imagined... For some unspeakable reasons, these things cannot be described to you in detail."

"I can only say that among the many dimensions beyond time, he is one of the most terrifying dimension lords."

"Compared to him, Dormammu of the Dark Dimension is just a small character!"

"His origin is very ancient, and can be traced back to the origin of civilization. He is a part of mythology, a hand of darkness that runs through history. He once intervened deeply in our mage's affairs..."

"Secondly...the world has problems, it's not that simple..."

The voice became more and more ethereal, until the little spider heard some indistinct murmurs, strange voices that could not be described in words, and he found that this voice began to affect his spirit until he came back to his senses Come on, I have begun to return to the time, so the sound outside the time is a kind of pollution and interference.

It gets really weird, with whispers of history, some stories from the past, prophecies of the future, very messy and weird.

Because this is a sound outside of time, after entering time, it is contaminated with some light, shadow and information of history and future, and becomes distorted and distorted.

In the end, Peter had to use the time gem to keep himself out of time, and only then did he hear Strange's last order: "...to pursue the truth, but don't be confused and hurt by the truth. Reed is the key...you Work closely with him... and finally find your ally. Except for Chen Ang, anyone in this world is worthy of trust and cooperation."

"This world is closely related to our world. The familiar people and things you see are real."

"Finally...good luck to you. Spider mage...learn more magic! As the supreme mage, you use the Eye of Agomodo with technology, it's too...excessive!"

"Don't be afraid to make mistakes, because everything can be redeemed. And this world... has nothing to lose!"

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"What did he tell you?" the Prophet asked, looking into the little spider's brown eyes.

The little spider lied: "He asked me to learn magic... learn how to use the Eye of Agomodo, and save him."

The prophet breathed a sigh of relief: "You can't trust him so easily, because he may not be the mage you know. It may be that monsters outside of time use his image to lure you into their trap, or it may be that The mage himself can't be trusted enough anymore. You don't know what happened to him when he was exiled out of time, anything is possible."

"The Second Prophet said a word, three days away, you should look at it with admiration."

"It means that if a person leaves for three days, amazing changes may occur. You have to dig out your knowledge of him from your eyes, wash it and look again. It means that you can't trust a person after three days away!"

"I'll be careful..." Little Spider interrupted the topic, "By the way, do you know anyone who is proficient in magic?"

The Prophet hesitated for a moment, with a gritted expression on his face: "I know someone... no, a scum, who is more proficient in magic... But promise me, you can't believe him even if you kill him!"

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