Angel thought about how he had held the Dalmatian outside, did this mean he had also held an entire world?
A thought that drifted out of nowhere quickly extinguished, as he could already see the outline of the light point.
Angel had speculated about many possibilities, thinking the light might be a path, a tunnel, an exit, or another guiding puzzle.
But he never expected that the light was actually a huge golden clock.
This golden circular clock emitted endless radiance, marked with twelve clock points, with the hands currently paused at 0:00, not moving.
Angel looked at this golden clock, oddly familiar.
When he first encountered the Thief of Time, the latter seemed to sit atop such a giant clock wheel, addressing him with a smile: "Young man."
Was this the clock wheel that the Thief of Time sat on? But wasn’t that the Wheel of Time? Why was it inside the Dalmatian’s stomach?
Filled with questions, Angel slowly approached the clock, wanting to see if there was a phantom shadow claiming to be Cassini on top of it, just like before?
However, as Angel neared the clock, he quickly confirmed that there wasn’t any shadow above the clock.
Angel felt a slight disappointment but didn’t stop, continuing towards the clock.
This golden clock couldn’t have appeared here without reason, it must hold some sort of significance, or perhaps the exit lies on this clock?
However, when Angel arrived under the golden clock, he still didn’t find any clues.
After hesitating for a moment, Angel reached out his hand and slowly extended it forward.
At the very moment his fingertip touched the clock, it emitted an unprecedented dazzling light.
Immediately afterwards, Angel heard a "tick-tock tick-tock" sound in his ears. He looked up and saw that the hands, which had been frozen, began to move.
Only, it wasn’t moving clockwise like a normal clock, but counterclockwise.
As the hands turned, a suction force came from the center of the clock, sweeping a large amount of golden light into the clock.
Among these golden lights, there were phantom shadows of clocks of various styles; they were all turning counterclockwise... At this moment, time seemed to be reversing.
The suction became stronger and stronger, and in the end, Angel was also drawn into the golden light, alongside the various clock phantoms around him, into the golden clock.
After Angel disappeared.
The hands of the golden clock returned to zero, as if nothing had ever happened.
...
Compared to Angel’s situation, the fate of the Observer was much more miserable.
He, along with Polo Ye and Gluz Deward, were swallowed into the Dalmatian’s stomach and found themselves in a colossal pure white chamber, sealed off on all sides.
This chamber was quite large. Standing in the center and looking towards the edge, it was at least several kilometers away.
Falling into the chamber, unlike Angel, they couldn’t use magic power. Their magic vortex was as if frozen in time past, unable to respond no matter how they called it.
There were no meridians of law in the chamber, and they couldn’t use the power of laws either.
The only thing not sealed was their physical strength.
However, the physical strength wasn’t enough to break the walls of the pure white chamber, not even leaving a mark.
In other words, they were completely trapped in this pure white chamber.
"Are we inside that dog’s belly?"
"What on earth is that Dalmatian?"
"Observer, you know Angel, did Angel ever mention anything about the Dalmatian, Shura?"
Chaotic conversations echoed continuously in the pure white chamber.
The Observer wore a bitter smile; he was still bewildered himself and didn’t know what had happened. As for Angel, he had just met him today, and there was no Dalmatian before, so how could he know anything about it?
But Polo Ye felt the Observer was hiding something and confronted him aggressively.
Now that their abilities were sealed, purely in terms of physical strength, Polo Ye considered himself the strongest, so he dared to jump out and accuse the Observer.
Even if the Observer explained, he couldn’t earn trust; he could only maintain silence despite having grievances he couldn’t express.
While chaos reigned in the pure white chamber, a familiar barking sound rang out.
The crowd turned to see, without knowing when, the little Dalmatian puppy had appeared in the chamber.
It walked step by step to the middle of the crowd, tilted its head, and looked at everyone with innocent eyes.
At this moment, for some reason, everyone seemed to understand its gaze.
— "I’m giving you something good."
Then the Dalmatian puppy opened its mouth, and a golden net-like structure appeared in the pure white chamber.
With its appearance, a terrifying attraction instantly swept through the entire chamber.
"It’s that mysterious fruit!" Polo Ye exclaimed.
Everyone present knew what the consequences would be if they were attracted by the mysterious fruit.
Unexpectedly, this Dalmatian was so cruel, actually throwing the mysterious fruit here... Most importantly, this was a closed chamber! They couldn’t escape even if they wanted to!
However, their panic only lasted for a moment.
Because they found that the mysterious fruit’s attraction wasn’t as strong as outside; if they expended their mental energy fully, keeping their spiritual power tightly drawn, they could barely ward off the attraction.
They dared not stop even a moment and immediately tightened up mentally.
Although the attraction was barely warded off, such prolonged mental tension would also become a mental ordeal. Everyone understood this, but to avoid being swallowed by the mysterious fruit, they had no choice.
Meanwhile, the Dalmatian puppy was unaffected, wandering in the pure white chamber step by step.
Looking left, looking right.
Finally, it stopped in front of the Observer.
Though the Observer was resisting the attraction, he allocated a bit of his mental energy to pay attention to the Dalmatian.
"Hey, I don’t have a grudge against you, right? I even helped you just now, and you treat me like this?"
The Dalmatian tilted its head, watching the Observer without response.
"Also, do you know Angel? Angel was the one holding you just now? I get along well with him."
The Dalmatian continued watching the Observer, still unresponsive.
Just as the Observer thought it was an emotionless puppy, the Dalmatian suddenly raised its short, stout leg and gently kicked the Observer.
A tremendous force immediately sent the Observer flying.
After several kilometers, the Observer finally landed heavily. He was now at the edge of the pure white chamber.
He hadn’t been kicked this hard in years; the pain in his chest made him want to curse.
But when the Observer opened his eyes, he was stunned.
Huh, the attraction here... doesn’t seem so strong?
Though there was still attraction, it wasn’t so tight to resist!
The Observer stood up and looked towards the center of the pure white chamber. He could clearly see Polo Ye and Gluz Deward near the mysterious fruit, straining to resist with such furrowed brows they could clamp a fly to death.
Evidently, the closer to the mysterious fruit, the stronger the attraction.
That Dalmatian kicked him here not to punish him, but actually to secretly help him!
In that moment, the curse words on the tip of his tongue instantly turned into somewhat sincere praise.
Only, the object of his praise—the Dalmatian, had already left the pure white chamber and was gone...