I opened an adventurer's guild in another world.

A few days ago, the Divine Realm held a war meeting.

The gods looked up at the chief apostle of time and space, listening to his plan.

"The objective of this war plan is to seize Anno!"

"The war is still in its early stages. Although we are attacking Un'Golmud, the remnants of the second generation, the Dream Thieves, are helping Un'Golmud defend itself, while a large part of their forces are attacking many other planes, trying to keep those planes from paying attention to the war in Un'Golmud."

"The Dream Thieves' attack has caused many planes with low to medium overall strength to be afraid that if they send troops to Angomulos, their own planes will be attacked by the Dream Thieves, so they are hesitant to act."

"The goal of the Ungomulos side right now is simple: stalling. With the World's Chosen standing by their side, their current task is simply to collect all eight Pandora's."

"So we can't give him that chance. Once this battle begins, we need to pinpoint Anno's exact location, and then, before the Hunters and Dream Thieves can react, we'll quickly kidnap Anno."

"This operation was meant to be a surprise attack. I doubt anyone would have imagined that we would plan to kidnap the Child of the World so early in the war."

"Once the war begins, troops from all locations will cooperate with this operation, leaving the powerful figures of Angomulos with no time to spare."

Therefore, the Deep Sea Demoness of the Sea Clan, the World-Destroying Demon Dragon of Dragon Island, the Demon King of the Demon Clan, He Zeng of the Human Clan, the Tree of Life, and other powerful beings all require sufficiently powerful god-level experts to hold them off.

"If the operation succeeds, we will gradually gain the initiative in the subsequent war."

After the chief apostle of time and space finished speaking, a high-ranking god offered his opinion.

"Have you overlooked a factor? Fate still lies with Ungomulos; how can we circumvent his prophecy?"

"I have already witnessed the fate of this generation."

Upon hearing this, the chief of the Time and Space Apostles smiled, looking confident, and said, "Without his knowledge."

To be honest, their fate is much weaker than it was a thousand years ago.

Moreover, he looks like he's about to die, so I reckon he can no longer predict anything related to the World's Chosen One.

After the war begins, I will also have the second-in-command entangle fate.

Even if he has the ability, we won't give him any room to maneuver.

After waiting a while and seeing that no one raised any objections, the chief said in a deep voice: "Time and space are the most powerful rules in this world. Anyone who dares to go against time and space will be dissipated in the river of time and space."

You all already know the fate of the second-generation Summoning God.

And Angomulos will become the next second generation!

Once we obtain the core of the world, the realm of gods will become the new core of the world!

The gods present remained expressionless upon hearing the chief apostle of time and space's last words.

"Let's talk about it after we catch Anuo. He Zeng's strength is not something that can be dealt with by simply sending a few people to hold him off."

After saying this, the god left the scene.

Then more people left.

Soon only the Chief of the Time-Space Apostles remained.

"It seems everyone still harbors delusions about the core of the world. Indeed, who wouldn't yearn for the ability to control the laws?"

But you... don't understand the core of the world!

The chief recalled that the purpose of the final second-generation summoning god's battle against the time-space supreme god after becoming the supreme god was for the core of the world.

"That's a calamity that could destroy the entire world if it's not handled carefully. That's the real Pandora's Box. My mission is to protect it and not let anyone get their hands on it."

......

"I thought it would be difficult to kidnap Anuo from He Zeng, but I didn't expect you to come to me on your own initiative."

The Time Apostle looked at Anno, a hint of joy flashing in his heart.

Although they haven't deployed many god-level experts on this battlefield, there's currently no one who can help the Time Apostles.

But Anno's sudden appearance here is a great opportunity.

"Morpheus Alvin!"

The shadow saw the Time Apostle opposite it and recognized him.

The time-space apostle who came to cause trouble when the Expeditionary Alliance was holding a meeting was none other than Mofi in front of us.

The latter even declared the start of World War III at the Expeditionary Alliance meeting!

"【The Clock of Time - Minute Hand - Time Clone】!"

The minute hand of the clock behind Morpheus went back a full circle, and then sixty clones appeared around him.

Although Anno came alone, Mofi subconsciously felt that since Anno was a summoner, he would definitely summon many creatures to fight once the battle began.

But he didn't realize that it was just Anno's shadow.

With his gaze fixed on the sixty Time Apostles who were surrounding him, Shadow gripped the hilt of his sword tightly in his right hand and took a deep breath.

In his mind, the longsword in his hand had already unleashed countless sword beams in an instant, each striking a Mofi coming from a different direction.

Finally, the dense array of sword beams gradually connected, forming a silver sword beam.

"Combat Technique [Silver Horizon]!"

The shadow used the same combat technique as before once again.

This combat skill was originally called [Horizontal Four-Sided Slash].

After being constantly honed by the shadow, it became the [Horizontal Eight Directions Slash] and now the [Silver Horizon]!

Its power was enough to instantly kill two Mofis, which is enough to prove its strength.

"Is it that trick again?"

Seeing the shadow's starting stance, Mofi knew that the shadow was going to use the same move.

This time, however, Mofi's lips gradually turned into a wide grin.

Swish swish swish~!

Before Anno could even charge forward, the sixty Mofis were still slashing and hacking at each other with their weapons.

After the silver sword light flashed, at least half of Mofi's body was cut in two.

But that wasn't all. The shadow, having sheathed its sword, unleashed [Silver Horizon] once more!

Since this move worked on Mofi, Shadow didn't intend to change his tactics.

However, after using the ninth-tier combat skill three times in a row, Shadow's arm trembled slightly.

However, only three Mofis remained at the scene.

"I really can't understand how someone with the strength of a Time-Space Apostle could hunt down a god-level powerhouse!"

Shadow looked at Mofi, not forgetting to taunt the other side.

"You'll find out soon enough!"

Mofi smiled.

Seeing this, the shadow instinctively sensed that something was wrong, but couldn't pinpoint what it was.

Suddenly, one of the Mofi rushed forward.

The shadow quickly dodged to the side.

Clang!

Sparks flew as their weapons clashed, and they began a stalemate in mid-air.

Because the aftereffects of using the ninth-tier combat skills in succession had not yet subsided, Shadow was at a disadvantage during the struggle and was pushed by Mofi for a distance.

boom!

Shadow gritted his teeth and kicked Mofi away. Just as he was about to attack, he felt a chill on his arm.

The next instant, he saw his sword-wielding arm spinning in the air, spurting blood, before falling to the ground.

The shadow's pupils contracted.

In their field of vision, the remaining three Mofis were all ahead.

There was no one behind him!

"Where did the attack come from?"

When Mofi saw that Shadow had lost an arm, a smile appeared on his face, and he thought to himself: I've succeeded!

From Mofi's perspective, the shadow is now standing in the exact spot where one of the many clones that were just killed stood before it died.

That clone had previously unleashed a slash in place before being destroyed by [Silver Horizon].

But now, the clone's slash has transcended time and just landed on the shadow, severing the shadow's arm.

This is the [Clock of Time - Displaced Time Slash]!

The attack is not aimed at the enemy at this moment, but at the enemy in the future.