Herag took the parchment and saw it was the paperwork related to the Sands of Time, stamped with several Magic Marks, indicating it was a very important item.

After signing his name, he received the small hourglass.

The hourglass had a top and bottom made of a black wood, and the middle looked like glass, but upon closer inspection, it was clear it wasn't glass, though the specific material was unknown.

A single grain of sand floated erratically inside the hourglass, appearing rather ordinary and unremarkable.

Herag pinched the hourglass between two fingers and asked, "Mr. Ponte, how does one use this Sands of Time?"

It was the first time Herag had encountered a Key of Rules, and he wasn't clear on how to use it.

He had heard that the forms of the Keys of Rules varied, and so did their methods of use.

Some Keys of Rules were to be ingested directly, but others were quite complicated to use, with many even requiring the combination of corresponding Magic Potions.

Ponte smiled and replied, "The usage of the Sands of Time is quite simple. First, find a quiet place and calm yourself as much as possible. Afterward, infuse your Magic Power into the Sands of Time, and it will assist you in understanding the Time Rule. I should remind you, though, that comprehending the Time Rule is very difficult, and few manage to succeed with just one grain of the Sands of Time. Most people fail."

"This grain of the Sands of Time has been lying in the Secret Vault for three years without anyone redeeming it. This isn't because their Contribution Points are insufficient, but because the difficulty of comprehending the Time Rule is so great that even with the Sands of Time, success is hardly guaranteed. I'm telling you this in advance to avoid any feelings of frustration, as failure is quite normal."

Herag nodded, "Thank you for the reminder, Mr. Ponte."

Herag had already known that Spatial and Time Rules were very special, and also the most difficult to comprehend.

He just didn't expect that this grain of the Sands of Time had sat in the Secret Vault for three years, and he had initially wanted to redeem it quickly for fear that someone else would redeem it first.

Now it seemed that he had overthought it; most people wouldn't redeem the Sands of Time.

This item is costly, and the probability of success is very low, spending four thousand Contribution Points might yield nothing.

For most Wizards, accumulating a total of four thousand Contribution Points is quite difficult.

If Herag had known this information in advance, he likely would have had to consider whether to redeem it at all.

If he's unable to comprehend the Time Rule with this grain of Sands of Time, it would mean a waste of four thousand Contribution Points.

"Good luck, my friend. It is said that those who sense the Time Rule through the Sands of Time might have the chance to see some events from the past or future," Ponte said with a smile.

"Past or future? If I see something from the future, is it certain to happen?" Herag asked.

Ponte pondered and replied, "Not necessarily. If you see a future scene, it's based on the current trajectory of fate. However, the trajectory of fate can change, albeit it's very difficult."

"Understood, thank you." Herag expressed his gratitude.

After Ponte left, Herag took the Sands of Time to the Meditation Room, meditated to adjust his mood, and then opened his eyes.

Looking at the hourglass before him, Herag saw the lone grain of sand floating within.

He infused his Magic Power into the hourglass, channeling it into that single grain of sand.

At first, there was no response, so Herag continued to infuse more Magic Power.

Still, there was no reaction, making Herag think that his four thousand Contribution Points might be in vain.

This grain of Sands of Time was special, absorbing Magic Power with no reaction, like sinking into the sea.

Unrelenting, Herag increased the force of infusion, channeling an unending stream of Magic Power from within himself.

"Remaining Magic Power: 70%."

"Remaining Magic Power: 60%."

...

"Remaining Magic Power: 20%."

Watching as his Magic Power continued to deplete and still seeing no reaction from the Sands of Time, Herag wondered whether to draw on the Magic Power stored in the Array Map when the Sands of Time finally changed.

The Sands of Time began to emit a golden glow; it was no longer floating up and down in the hourglass but seemed frozen inside.

Herag noticed something amiss around him, and upon turning around, found that he was no longer in the Meditation Room, the surroundings had transformed into a kaleidoscopic setting.

The surroundings seemed as if multicolored paints had been splashed together, coating the walls.

Soon, the colors began to change again.

Quickly, before Herag, flashed scene after scene; he saw a frail boy curling up on a wooden bed, shivering and then struggling to get up.

"This is... me, back in the castle."

Recognizing the scenes, Herag quickly realized it was from his time in Baron Buck's Castle.

The scenes passed quickly, and Herag recognized them as glimpses of his past experiences.

Lillian, Dino, the ship, Moonlight Forest, Malcolm...

The rapidly flashing scenes felt like a retrospective of Herag's first half of life, passing so swiftly his eye could only catch snippets, most scenes were unclear.

Soon, the scenes reached the present, showing Herag just entering the Meditation Room.

With wide eyes, Herag continued watching as the scenes advanced.

He knew that from here on, these should be possible future events.

The scenes continued to flash rapidly, showing glimpses of mundane life with seemingly no difference.

But then, the tone changed drastically.

Herag saw a ruined city, with large portions of its high walls collapsed, its Wizard Tower toppled, only half of the tower remaining, smoking on the ground.

Most of the remaining houses were in ruin, with countless corpses strewn on the ground.

"Is this... Silver Moon City?"

Herag wasn't sure because the city ruins were so unrecognizable that it was hard to distinguish its original appearance.

However, the presence of the Wizard Tower indicated it was indeed a city within the Land of Dawn, as the Wizard Towers there were mostly similar in appearance, making them easily identifiable.

Within these ruins, Herag could only make out the Wizard Tower as a distinctive landmark, which was the basis for deducing where it was.

"What happened here?"

Herag wondered, perplexed, regardless of which part of the Land of Dawn it was, an event like this was surely significant.

This scene clearly showed that nearly an entire city had been destroyed; what kind of Power could destroy a city within the Land of Dawn?

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