CHAPTER 4300
Jethro had no choice but to sacrifice Leilani in order to protect their race.
However, it was not truly a sacrifice, as Leilani marrying the impostor James, who was posing as Wyot, would not be a disadvantage for her.
Whether he was in the guise of a Doom Race member or a member of the Human Race, this opened up more possibilities for the angels in the future.
“Okay, I agree,” Leilani nodded.
She understood the gravity of the situation. The Angel Race would be at a disadvantage and might even face extinction if this was not handled properly.
Jethro felt relieved with Leilani’s consent.
“You cannot utter a word about what happened with Forty- nine or with Wyot. Keep it buried deep within your heart,” Jethro cautioned. “Every additional living being who knows about this increases the danger to our race.”
“Yes, I understand,” Leilani nodded in agreement.
At that moment, James was immersed in the time formation, wholeheartedly deciphering the formation arranged by Louis.
This formation was profound and highly intricate, but it did not belong to the Ancient Magic Circle, making it relatively easier to unravel.
James dissected the intricate and mysterious Formation Inscriptions, transforming them into the simplest and most primitive form. He then deduced the process of inscription evolution and ultimately derived the entire layout and structure of the formation.
According to his estimation, it would have originally taken a million years to break the formation, but he had overestimated Louis.
The formation appeared to be profound and complex, but it became quite simple once it was dissected. James quickly deduced its structure with his current level of attainment in formations.
James dispelled the time formation he had set up.
Deep within the Purple Bamboo Grove, Grand Patriarch Louis of the Angel Race observed James’ every move.
As James dispelled the time formation, Louis could not help but say, “What’s this? It has only been a hundred thousand years since the activation of the time formation, and you’re giving up already?” Original content from .
James smiled and continued walking forward.
As he approached the Purple Bamboo Grove, the formation reawakened, unleashing a It surged forth like an overwhelming tidal wave, enveloping everything within its reach.
In that instant, James raised his hand, and mystical Formation Inscriptions appeared at his fingertips. These Formation Inscriptions merged into the formation ahead.
At that moment, the formation in the Purple Bamboo Grove rapidly disintegrated, starting from its core. Within moments, the formation completely vanished.
James continued walking through the grove, swiftly arriving at its deepest part.
In the depths, there stood a simple bamboo hut.
An old man stood in front of the hut, wearing a gray robe. He had long, black hair and appeared to be in his sixties, with wrinkles adorning his face.
His expression was filled with astonishment as he looked at James who had appeared before him.
He raised his thumb and exclaimed, “Impressive! I never expected such a formidable genius to emerge during my time away from the outside world. The formation I set up would have taken considerable time for even Dolph Dalibor of the Doom Race to break, yet you managed to unravel it within a mere hundred thousand years.”
These hundred thousand years were merely within the time formation. Not much time had passed in the outside world.
“You flatter me, Mr. Louis,” James said, clasping his fists and showing a respectful expression.
Despite being a member of the Human Race, James was currently impersonating the Doom Race’s Wyot. Even though he held the esteemed position of the Doom Race’s Great Elder, he still showed the necessary respect when facing an elder who had lived through countless ages. After all, he hoped to seek guidance from Louis in his Boundless Rank’s journey.
Louis waved his hand, and a mystical power manifested in his palm. The power scattered onto the ground, instantly forming a few tables and chairs.
He pointed at one of the chairs, gesturing for James to sit.