Transcendent Dawn

'No...impossible! '

'It shouldn't be what I think it is...'

'Otherwise, this is not created by any evil spirit or demon professional... but a more terrifying and truly unsolvable 'demon' curse! '

‘It is not the curse of the realm of fate...but...time! '

'...unresolved cycle. '

After boldly assuming and carefully verifying, Sulu felt his mouth dry and swallowed unconsciously.

The hustle and bustle of the banquet and the liveliness of the dance floor formed a crazy contrast with his chilling heart.

Gulu Gulu!

Sulu drank the champagne in one gulp, feeling that even this shadow clone needs warmth, and wanted to drink a glass of strong wine, the stronger the better.

He took a deep breath, stopped a waiter, and asked with a smile, "Hello, where is the bathroom?"

Following the direction pointed by the envoy, he inserted into a corridor, looked around, found no one was watching, and immediately turned out the window.

He had been here before, and he remembered that after turning the corridor out, he could hide in a bush and peek into the garden.

The viewing angle here is good, and you can barely see a corner of the ancient well.

Sulu used the ability of [Wanderer] to hide in the shadows, and the lines on his body seemed to become unreal.

This is [Shadow Warrior]'s shadow-friendly physique, and it can even support learning some shadow-type spells.

Of course, because it is a clone, it only has 20-30% of the effect, but with the cover of the night, it is enough.

...

"In the silence of the night, you seem to have left."

"I hear your voice, but I can't see your face."

"I can't touch you... I can't touch you..."

In the ear, a slightly vicissitudes and sad song hovered.

Amidst the sound of footsteps, two figures came to the garden.

It was Owen and his father.

Behind them, followed by a large number of members of the Dougwell family, each with serious expressions.

"Owen!"

Owen's father, the shadow 'Speaker', Nairin Dougwell's face was soft, looking at his son: "You are my pride... I am proud of you, and the family is proud of you!"

"Thank...thank you...but can we not be here...I'm afraid..."

Owen's laughter was forced.

"Children... don't be afraid, that is your destiny! It is also your inescapable responsibility!"

Narin said with a sigh.

At this time, Owen was obviously more scared.

Banquets, costumes, music, ancient wells... A series of curse elements are complete, and he is afraid that he will suddenly fall into that ancient well and die a horrible death.

"Owen...take it, this is your diary, your stuff."

Nerin slipped a diary to Owen.

In my ears, the classical music seems to have entered the most melodious part:

"You seem to have left..."

"Turning into a butterfly in the ring of time..."

"I can hear your voice,

But I can't touch you..."

...

"My diary?"

Owen looked at the antique notebook that was about to fall apart in his hand, and shook his head: "This is not my thing..."

He has no habit of keeping a diary at all!

"No! It belongs to you, the time is coming!"

Nairin's expression became very heavy: "I'm proud of you, my child!"

He pushed lightly with his right hand, and there seemed to be an invisible force on it.

Owen was restrained and came to the ancient well, his eyes became terrified and desperate.

Although he had known for a long time that he was destined to fall into this ancient well, he never imagined that he would be pushed down by his father.

"Complete it, complete the cycle of time!"

Nairin pushed again with his right hand, and Owen fell into the ancient well.

There is no muffled sound, it seems that the ancient well is infinitely deep.

Under the moonlight, the music of piano mixed with violin is still melodious.

Under the complicated gazes of many family members, the ancient well gradually disappeared as if it had come quietly.

"No!"

"We didn't disappear! Haha!"

After waiting for a few minutes, many members suddenly cheered: "We have completed the Ring of Time! Sure enough... Owen is the key!"

"Yeah...but I lost my son, I remember how he was when he was born, I also remember every sadness and joy when he was growing up, I still remember his preference for women, the type of loli... But now , he left me forever."

A complex, indescribable expression appeared on Nairin's face.

...

‘Sure enough...it’s a curse of the time type. '

Sulu's eyes widened as he 'observed' the whole time.

‘It turns out that Owen Dogwell is the great Owen in history, the first ancestor of the Dogwell family that can be verified! '

‘He is cursed by time...is he a traveler who returns to history? '

‘Perhaps...he also left notes, recording the content at that time. Passed down from generation to generation in the hands of the head of the family...'

'That's why his people respected and feared him, and secretly arranged all this... because this is a paradox! If Owen Dogwell hadn't crossed over on his twenty-fifth birthday, the historical Dogwell family would have ceased to exist, and these bloodlines might be wiped out in an instant! '

‘Even banquets and costumes… may be regarded as ritual requirements, and they were meticulously implemented…”

‘Owen Dogwell... I thought your ancestors were very powerful, but I didn’t expect... Big Owen is you! '

‘Back to the ancient times, the result of your hard work is that you only became the builder and namer of Luoli City, and you left behind an extraordinary family? Sure enough, the salted fish is still a salted fish after transmigrating. Your limited achievements are still forced by the environment, right? '

He has seen Owen's side of eating and waiting to die, and he knows the impact of a comfortable environment on the other party.

But witnessing this scene with my own eyes, after all, I feel a little complicated.

"If this is really caused by a demon, then his horror is beyond my original imagination... It means that he not only sets foot in the field of 'time', but also goes very deep..."

'No...not even a real god can possess such great power! '

‘Perhaps...a parallel world? Owen went to another timeline? '

Sulu felt his head swell.

There are so many fears and horrors represented here that it is difficult for him to calm down.

'No... I should go. '

Seeing that the Dougwell family was preparing for the aftermath, he was also preparing to leave quietly.

He still doesn't know how to position this matter.

Owen was not actually dead, so it cannot be counted as murder.

Besides, Owen's father cheated on his son, and it was his family's business, so it seemed he shouldn't interfere.

'Could this be another form of cheating? '

Sulu complained silently, planning to disperse this shadow clone directly, so that there is no proof of death.

"There are voyeurs!"

At this moment, Nelin Dougwell's pupils flashed a purple light, and he looked towards a corner.

Whoosh!

There, a black figure emerged, quickly dug out of the garden, and ran wildly.