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A sharp pain shot from the soles of my feet straight to the top of my head.
Aozaki Aoko saw her skin aging at a visible rate, and then instantly regain her youth.
This is the backlash of time debt; the power that was forcibly borrowed is now seeking its way home.
"fixed!"
Aozaki Aoko bit her tongue, and her blood drew a talisman in front of her.
Her figure suddenly became ethereal, and her black arm pierced through the illusion, grabbing at nothing.
"My subjective focus is already anchored to this moment; any intervention at any time will be..."
Before she could finish speaking, Shiraishi's fingertip was already touching her brow. In the cool touch, Aozaki Aoko saw silver runes swirling in his eyes—a strange pattern composed of countless broken clocks.
"do you know?"
Shiraishi's voice was filled with pity.
"Your defense is essentially turning yourself into a time paradox."
His fingernails suddenly lengthened and pierced Aozaki Aoko's forehead, but no blood was drawn.
"And what my Assassin Queen excels at most..."
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The world suddenly became quiet.
Aozaki Aoko noticed that the surrounding scenery was fading and all sounds were turning into monotonous electronic noise.
Even more terrifying, she couldn't feel the flow of magic within her body, like an insect trapped in amber.
"It's about dividing time."
Shiraishikawa's voice came from all directions.
Aozaki Aoko's fingertips trembled slightly, and the magic flowing in her magic circuits suddenly became sluggish.
She stared at the white-clad man ten steps away, a bitter, rusty taste rising in her throat.
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"You are not Shiraishi Kawa."
Aozaki Aoko suppressed her unease, but her voice was hoarser than she had imagined.
"At least it's not the one I know."
The night wind whipped up the man's pure white robes, and the moonlight cast distorted shadows at his feet.
The lights of Misaki City flickered in the distance, but appeared blurry as if viewed through frosted glass.
"Memory is a wonderful thing."
Shiraishikawa raised his hand, palm up, to catch a falling cherry blossom—a cherry blossom that shouldn't be there in this season.
"You think having memories and experiences from the future is an advantage?"
The petals shattered into points of light at his fingertips.
"But memory is precisely the easiest carrier to tamper with."
Aozaki Aoko's neck hairs stood on end.
She suddenly realized that it was too quiet around her.
The sound of the night bus engine, which should have been traveling 300 meters away, vanished, and even the chirping of insects stopped abruptly. Only the sound of my own heartbeat pounded heavily against my eardrums.
"What kind of person did you become?"
Chapter 483 The Manifestation of the Great Source
Shiraishikawa's teeth gleamed coldly in the moonlight as he smiled.
"It's just registering an ID card."
He suddenly pressed his right hand down.
"And while we're at it, let's find a new owner for this empty throne."
The ground shook violently.
As Aozaki Aoko staggered backward, she saw a sight that made her blood freeze.
Centered on Shiraishi River, the asphalt road within a five-kilometer radius curls and curls up like tin foil torn apart by an invisible giant hand.
Further away, the outline of the entire city of Misaki is rising above the horizon.
"impossible..."
Aozaki Aoko's eyes were wide open, and the gear-like patterns in her irises spun wildly.
In the mage's vision, countless pale golden lines were being drawn from every corner of the city, converging at the feet of Shiraishikawa to form a reverse vortex.
"Gravity reversal? No, this is—"
"The tides of true ether".
Shiraishikawa spread his arms wide, and phosphorescence like stardust danced in his hair.
"In your words, it's the embodiment of the Great Source."
The ground beneath his feet began to crack, and pebbles floated upwards defying the laws of physics.
"Welcome to the eve of the Ascension Ceremony, Miss Aozaki."
Aozaki Aoko suddenly sprang to her feet.
The moment his right arm traced a crimson path, three magic bullets tore through the air in a triangular pattern.
This is the Blue Pulse, capable of penetrating tank armor; its trajectory has been precisely calculated to seal off all evasive angles.
But Shiraishikawa simply snapped his fingers lightly.
The first magic bullet stopped ten centimeters from his brow, the ripples caused by its spinning tip clearly visible; the second bullet suddenly turned ninety degrees to the sky; the third bullet strangely changed direction and attacked Aozaki Aoko's own left shoulder.
"Time stratification?"
As Aozaki Aoko dodged to the side, a sharp pain shot through her right wrist—a silver thread that had appeared out of nowhere had already cut into her flesh.
She suddenly realized an even more terrifying truth: these threads were the product of a solidified timeline.
Shiraishi Kawa's figure suddenly appeared within arm's reach, his warm breath brushing against her ear.
"You finally found out."
His fingers traced Aozaki Aoko's cut wrist, and blood floated in the air, forming eerie blood beads.
"What I really want to learn is never the specific techniques..."
The city's ascent accelerated suddenly. In the distance, the rumble of collapsing buildings could be heard; several high-rises tilted like toppled blocks.
Aozaki Aoko regained her balance amidst the weightlessness and saw countless silvery-white threads unfurling from behind Shiraishikawa, like giant wings covering the night sky.
"It is the unique perspective of a mage."
His pupils were now completely silver, with gear-like patterns flowing within his irises—exactly like Aozaki Aoko's Mystic Eyes.
The Killer Queen can create miracles akin to magic, but she can never understand what it's like to view the timeline from the perspective of the world's rules.
Aozaki Aoko suddenly understood something, and a chill ran down her spine to the back of her head.
"You deliberately lured me into using the Fifth Law..."
"Finally, I've got it."
Shiraishikawa snapped his fingers, and the blood droplets suspended in the air suddenly began to spin faster, each drop reflecting a different fragment of the future.
“I need you to demonstrate how to cut the timeline yourself—just like I am now!”
The world before Aozaki Aoko's eyes suddenly ripped apart.
In the Demon Eye's vision, the silver wings behind Shiraishikawa transformed into countless intersecting branches of time, each branch pointing to the same scene—the dawn of sunrise.
It is clearly 11:27 p.m.
"You accelerated local time?!"
Aozaki Aoko slammed her wand heavily on the ground, and a deep blue magic circle bloomed beneath her feet.
This is her trump card, the "Shield of Time," which can isolate her own time flow from the outside world.
The magic circle was covered in cracks as soon as it was formed—Shiraishikawa's silver threads were eroding her defenses from a higher dimension.
"it's useless."
Shiraishikawa's voice came from all directions.
"When you used the Fifth Method to modify the timeline of Misaki City to save that half-dead doll, you had already helped me complete the most crucial anchor point positioning for the 4.6 ritual."
He raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
"Now the whole city is my watch face."
Aozaki Aoko suddenly felt dizzy.
When she looked up again, the dark clouds in the night sky were eerily still, while the eastern horizon was turning a pale white at a visible speed.
"Look closely, this is the real creation of Paradise."
Shiraishi River's figure gradually blurred in the morning light.
"It's not about accelerating the time of a single object, but about propelling the entire phase forward!"
Chapter 484 The Realm of Gods
Aozaki Aoko bit the tip of her tongue to stay awake through the pain.
A deep purple sphere of light condensed at the tip of the wand; this was the "Night Rainbow," capable of tearing through space.
When she swung her staff into the sky, the ball of light broke apart into countless colorful bubbles in mid-air—each bubble reflecting a different point in time, Misaki City.
"Save your energy."
Shiraishi's voice was filled with pity.
"From the moment the city was lifted off the ground, this place became my divine domain."