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The first thousand and sixty-three chapters new visitor(1/2)

This New York is not that New York.

Dastan seemed to have some understanding of this.

He has been to New York many times, but this place is obviously a little different.

Walking on the bustling and busy streets, surrounded by a crowd of vitality and a wide range of shops, full of beautiful neon lights hanging everywhere, and the shops were filled with discount slogans for Happy Chinese New Year, but Dastan felt a stream of coldness seeping into his body.

This feeling was almost exactly the same as when he sneaked into the city of Lalaye.

One of the top groups of creatures in the multiverse, the old dominators.

Only they will give people this feeling.

Chaotic, crazy, unbearable thinking.

Dastan suddenly stopped, he narrowed his eyes slightly, crossed the busy lane, and jumped over the top of a double-decker bus. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle and sharp arrows hit the window of a house across the road.

Although the curtains were pulled, just a thin curtain obviously could not stop the magical eye of the top assassin in the multiverse.

Around the sockets of Dastan's eyes, smoky dark colors appeared strange patterns, beautiful and charming. This was Horus' divine pattern. The next moment, Horus's Eye opened in his pupils, directly like the perspective of God, sweeping the building without dead corners.

Temperature, magic, sound waves, a lot of physical existence that humans have learned now and physical concepts that humans have not discovered yet were all taken into his eyes.

This is just the most basic ability of the Eye of Horus. During Dastan's heyday, he could even observe cause and effect, rules, and future changes through the Eye of Horus.

This complements his time ability and makes him the trump card that makes him one of the most powerful assassins in the multiverse.

But unfortunately, as the timeline was twisted by strangely, the magic night disappeared and the great leader was disconnected, his ability was greatly weakened, and the remaining energy to control time came from the Sand of Time in his dagger, let alone the Eye of Horus, and it was even completely closed.

However, although the magic night has disappeared recently, Dastan, who has been wandering in different worlds, suddenly felt a trace of contact with the leader. Although it was only a little bit, it was enough to reopen the Eye of Horus.

It was very happy to open the Eye of Horus, but what was even more happy was that he finally found a trace of his boss again.

It seems that he found it first this time. The last time it was the stupid man who found the boss first. Although the boss later entered the Egyptian divine system alone and dug out a pair of Horus' eyes for him. Obviously, although the orthodox sun god of the Egyptian divine system was old, it was not so easy to meet.

He, a god, forced himself to hold up the dark invasion from other multiverses. If he gave up, he would probably be less than the boss himself with full firepower.

Once two guys of that level start to fight, they may not be over for a while, and then all plans will be useless.

Therefore, although the boss's trip to ancient Egypt has gained a lot, the most valuable one is probably this pair of Horus' Eyes.

The most important thing is that the last time I found the boss was not me, but the silly big guy, and the benefits were all made. Dastan didn't think that time was as meticulous and exquisite as time was, the silly big guy could touch and control it.

But this time he was lucky, and it seemed that he had one step ahead.

Of course, even if you want to find the boss, you must ensure your safety. Otherwise, once he dies and reborn from the long river of time, the daylily will be cold.

So when the Eye of Horus took all the eyes on the opposite side, Dustan breathed a sigh of relief.

In the window room opposite, a wild and primitive crazy party was taking place. Dastan was not interested in this movement many years ago, but its appearance meant one thing.

This is not under the control of the old dominators, and they are not even involved in this place.

The weird feeling is indeed very similar to the aura of the old dominant, but it is not, it is just very similar.

Under the cover of the old dominators, even if they were not intentional, and even didn't even bother to look at humans, fragile creatures like humans will still fall into a state of madness and reproduce less and less, which is one of the most intuitive manifestations.

I really hate this kind of breath.

After confirming that this place had little to do with the old dominators, Dastan felt relieved. After all, even if he did not dare to face the old level, he would rather run away as soon as possible.

So the cold feeling of living in Persian slums and sewers when he was young made him particularly disgusted.

I couldn't help but tremble, as if I was trying to throw this feeling out of his body.

Although Dastan was still aimlessly moving forward at this time, the Eye of Horus had already taken in everything within a radius of hundreds of miles.

A newspaper stall on the corner of the street in front of the front just sold a newspaper. The passenger in the taxi seemed to be quarreling with the driver, and two policemen opposite were paying attention...well, it seemed to be himself.

Dastan pulled down his hat slightly and decided to leave here as soon as possible.

For an assassin, the most troublesome thing is undoubtedly to get into unnecessary trouble.

Well, but Dastan was suddenly stunned. As his pace accelerated, the Eye of Horus suddenly made a new discovery ahead.

At the end of a closed alley at the farthest point, there seemed to be a very powerful, evil, and cold and gloomy magic power. If you feel it carefully, you will find that it is almost the same as what Dustan noticed at first.

"Dementor?"

Looking at the dark ball, Dastan instinctively thought of the most common magical creature in this dark energy.

But soon he realized that this was not.

To be precise, the dementor is only part of it. An unlucky dementor is being assimilated by it or devoured. Both have no negative energy. Therefore, it is not at all difficult to swallow the dementor.

As it squirmed slightly, it made a move of black fog floating up, which was actually lifting its non-existent head. Dastan finally realized what it was.

"Mushiran...Mushiran Beast."

Dastan frowned.

The name of this thing sounds frustrating, but it is one of the most uncontrollable negative energy.

It was born in a wizard. At first, the wizard regarded it as an uncontrollable negative energy, hidden in the body of every wizard. If he suppressed his magical nature, it would burst out.

But later I found out that this was not the case.

It is the wizard itself, the wizard's magic, and the source of power.

The reason for the explosion is indeed because of depression. It is precisely because of depression that magic power is distorted. The distortion and explosion of magic power are not terrible, but terrible is its uncontrollability.

Magic itself is an uncontrollable thing. No one knows what occasion this spell will happen and what kind of changes will occur at what time.

Maybe it's good, maybe it's bad.

But Moran Beast is different. This thing is inherently negative. Even if it is uncontrollable, it will only continue on an increasingly worse route.

Because it originally represents the wizard itself, that is, the wizard who gave birth to it has as much potential as the upper limit power it can exert.

And don’t forget that humans, whether they are wizards or non-wizards, the most common saying is that human potential is infinite.

So unfortunately, the power of the Moran Beast is also infinite.

Dastan knew that there was a guy named Hulk among the new humans. The power of this thing comes from his anger. The higher the anger value, the greater his strength, and there is no upper limit.

The same is true for the Moran Beast, but its power is not anger, but negative energy.

So if the Moran Beast is born, it is best not to despair, although... he should really despair.

This thing is the most uncontrollable. Every silent beast is different. Who knows what changes have happened to the silent beast that appears in front of you. Obviously, the one that appears in front of Dastan has changed.

Because it can actually swallow the dementor.

Is there anything else that it cannot swallow?

"Hey! You wait!"

But just as Dastan stopped hesitantly, the two policemen who had previously targeted him suddenly rushed over and shouted to him.

It was not impossible to walk sneakily on the road and be stopped to ask for an identity certificate. Perhaps the two of them also felt that Dastan didn't look like a good person.

Although the Eye of Horus was observing the Moran Beast, the Moran Beast was completely unaware of it.

As a magical artifact, the level of the Eye of Horus is very high, far from what a Moran Beast can feel. But what is not coincidental is that the moment Dastan was attracted by the voices of two policemen, Moran Beast seemed to have completely swallowed the dementor and quickly left here.

Its movements were silent, as if it had slipped through a certain wall crack, and disappeared within the cover of the Eye of Horus in an instant.

And Dastan could not directly unfold his body in the city, sweep around and search for him again, so he turned his head and glared at the two guys who were bad at him, and quickly walked towards a street corner.

The moment of a shocking glance made the two policemen see clearly the appearance of Dastan as a Persian prince.

Recalling the recent reports about such people, the two policemen suddenly became alert. If they were just suspicious of routine at the beginning, they now think there might be something wrong.

"Stop now!"

One of them shouted loudly, and even put his hands on the gun.

But how could two humans catch up with an external god? What's more, they are good at controlling the external gods. Dastan slowly hangs in front of the two policemen. If their computing power is like artificial intelligence, they will find that no matter whether they accelerate or slow down, the distance from Dastan is always the same.

In this pursuit that could never be caught up, Dustan turned into an alley first.

As the on-duty personnel in this area, the two policemen were naturally familiar with the terrain. They knew that this was a dead end, so they felt relieved, and stopped at the same time, and carefully took out the gun.

If there is no problem, then why do you have to run away? With this reason, it is not an exaggeration for them to draw their guns.

But unfortunately, when they came to the corner slowly, they happened to see Dastan seemingly gesticulating something in the air with both hands, and then shaped them.

"It's too slow..." Perhaps this is what it means?

Then the next moment, Dastan disappeared in place, leaving two policemen sweating coldly, as if he felt like he was in a disaster. …

In fact, they feel nothing wrong.

Dastan was not making a fool of himself before, he used the last little spare before the Eye of Horus closed to see the timeline entangled between the two policemen.

Then the original timeline was disconnected and a much shorter timeline was replaced and connected.

What this means is actually very clear, and the length of the timeline naturally represents the length of their remaining time.

The shorter they can live, the shorter they can live.

And why this timeline is so short, something unlucky will definitely happen that makes them die prematurely, so in terms of unlucky things, their feelings are indeed not wrong.

Of course, this does not mean that Dastan has such an indescribable and terrifying ability to reverse a person's future at will.
To be continued...
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