Seeing the state of the King of Time, Freyja felt a bit embarrassed and shrank her head back: "I'm sorry... Even though you were annihilated, the appearance of the Time Heritage and the Eternal City will definitely attract many modern elves to follow your path. Although you were destroyed, you are not entirely gone and are sure to revive from the ashes!"

"Freyja!" Siflin pinched Meiwa's chubby thigh in anger: "Can you please stop talking!"

"The great Eternal City can only serve as embers, huh..." The King of Time smiled self-mockingly, "When I was a child, we elves and mages had a war in the area around the windmill. It is known in history as the Windmill Battle. Our high-ranking mages were almost wiped out in the Windmill Battle, and the Eternal City fell from its peak."

"I renamed this place 'Windmill Between' to urge myself to always remember the defeat of the Windmill Battle, to restore the glory of the elves, and to cleanse the shame of the windmill!"

"But in the end." The King of Time looked up at the three of them: "You all see what happened."

After speaking, the King of Time fell into a long silence, and the female mages did not dare to speak. Even the slowest Freyja realized that the King of Time's upcoming decision may become a crossroads in their lives.

After a seemingly long time, the King of Time continued: "I originally intended to choose a legitimate elf as the successor and imprint the idea of 'reviving the glory of the elves' into his mind, allowing him to inherit the Eternal City while shouldering the millennium mission of us elves."

"But you all..."

The King of Time glanced at the three of them: "Not only are you not elves, you've even spoken disrespectfully..."

Freyja sat up straight, as if the King of Time wasn't talking about her.

"So, I have a new idea."

The King of Time said: "As you just mentioned, we are already embers of history, at most reigniting from the ashes... ha ha, reigniting from the ashes!"

"Ashes, rise again! Nonsense!"

"Instead of letting the Eternal City linger like a slum and allowing the elves' glory to be humiliated again by that wretched Blood Moon Dazzling Star, it's better to march towards a grand destruction! If the elves have perished, what significance does the Eternal City hold?"

"I may not be able to lead the Eternal City to great prosperity, but at least I can drive it into a magnificent demise!"

"I want to show those occupying the Elf City folks." The King of Time turned his head as if gazing through the walls into the distance: "What belongs to the elves, I will not give, and you shall not take!"

"Therefore, I have changed my mind." It turned to look at the female mages: "You will not inherit the Eternal City. But, no one will, for the Eternal City will soon hold a grand funeral, causing the earth to howl, and making the Divine Lords rage!"

"I need you mages to remember clearly, perhaps the Eternal City won't be eternal..." The King of Time said proudly: "But the glory of the elves never diminishes!"

What could Freyja and the others say? They just kept nodding.

"Of course, you won't come here for nothing." The King of Time looked at them: "I will give you due rewards..."

"Wait!" Freyja suddenly said: "What about the Blank Concept? I just want that; I wish to make a wish!"

"... You don't need to wish." The King of Time said: "When I recognized you as the victors, the Blank Concept had already read your heart's desires, forming the embryo of a new law."

"How can this be!" Meiwa was dumbfounded: "But, but everyone agreed to give me the Blank Concept! What if it read someone else when I was thinking of something else—"

"I actually do not understand how the Blank Concept works." The King of Time said frankly: "Moreover, according to the proportion, the Blank Concept of the Time Heritage only accounts for two-tenths of the total share, so even if you got it, it wouldn't have much effect on the final result."

Meiwa wilted immediately, burying her head unhappily in Siflin's bosom. Siflin patted her head gently and asked: "Then what do you plan to reward us with?"

"Blood Moon's little creature, disgusting stench..." The King of Time was not as polite to Siflin, saying coldly: "We elves are particularly adept at utilizing the waters of the Flowing Gold River, which involves many high-level miracles of the Water Technique Faction. Within the unparalleled inheritance of the Eternal City, there's a Water Magic inheritance that suits someone like you."

Saying this, it beckoned lightly, and a watery glass book flew off the bookshelf, landing in Siflin's hands.

Siflin's expression tightened, but she still replied: "Thank you."

"As for you." The King of Time looked at Hanna: "You have thin elf bloodline, and a certain talent for soul and time, although you major in a special weapon unknown to me, this Flowing Gold Inheritance compiled by generations of elves is enough to guide you to the Ruby Mountain."

It jumped a golden tome from the desk into Hanna's hands. Hanna held the book, feeling its weight, and nodded heavily: "I dare not betray the expectations of the King of Time."

"And you, this outspoken one..."

The King of Time looked at Freyja: "Your soul and time talents aren't remarkable, and it seems like you've only been a mage for less than a year. Yet, it's people like you who have made it here..."

"However, the concentration of your elf bloodline is the highest among these adventurers."

"Huh?" Hanna, Siflin, and Freyja were all stunned.

"Are your eyes going bad?" Freyja directly questioned: "I am Meiwa!"

The King of Time said nothing. Its body's light and shadows slowly blurred, eventually transforming into a handsome figure: long, pointed ears, black hair resembling snakes, golden vertical pupils, and... a circle of light purple fur on the arm!

However, it quickly reverted to a golden phantom, but its meaning was clearly conveyed: pointed ears, snake hair, vertical pupils, and charming hair, are all traits of ancient elves!

"You may not have significant time talent, but your mind talent is quite good." The King of Time said: "It just so happens that I am a demigod who majored in the Spirit Faction."

"Wait!" Even Hanna couldn't hold back: "Aren't you a time demigod?"

"Everyone thought so, but I realized early on that the time demigod has a fatal flaw – excessive reliance on the Flowing Gold River." The King of Time said: "Away from the Flowing Gold River, the power of time miracles depletes to less than one-fifth. To solve this problem, I ultimately turned to study the Spirit Faction."

"In places without the Flowing Gold River, time miracles can only consume Flowing Gold River water produced by the caster himself, and due to scarce production, miracles' powers weaken. But what if I could utilize the Flowing Gold River water produced by enemies?"

"Thus, I needed to confuse the enemy, making his body mistakenly believe time is flying, thus producing a large amount of Flowing Gold River water, amplifying my miracles with what he produces... If I have no Flowing Gold River, then let everyone become my Flowing Gold River!"

"After entering the Divine Domain, I even bewildered all things in the world, using their produced Flowing Gold River water for myself, commanding the Flowing Gold Stream anywhere!"

"To master all beings' thoughts is to master all beings' time! To bewilder all things is to bewilder the Golden River!"

"Once you can bewilder yourself, stopping the spirit body from producing Flowing Gold River water, you're not far from immortality either."

The King of Time opened a drawer of the desk, pulling out a book wrapped in pink mist. It nostalgically caressed the book's cover and gently handed it out, transforming into a mist and landing into Freyja's hands.

"This is the Bewitching Heart Legacy, personally compiled by me in life."

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