The instant Zhang Heng was touched by the flames, he instinctively jumped out of the Magic Array. But at the same moment, Isis's voice reached his ears. "Don't!"
After a pause, Isis added, "This is Magic Flame. It won't harm our bodies. As long as you relax, the Teleportation Array will naturally take us to our destination."
Zhang Heng reached out and touched a cluster of flames before him. Sure enough, there were no burns on his skin. In fact, his palm passed straight through the flames. After that, Zhang Heng relaxed as Isis had instructed.
The next moment, a somewhat familiar wave of dizziness washed over him, and Zhang Heng closed his eyes.
When he opened them again, he found that he and Isis were standing in a parking lot. Isis glanced at the hospital building to their left and shook her head. "I haven't used it in so long that it was off by more than five hundred meters."
Meanwhile, Zhang Heng asked, "Did you design the teleportation that happens before every round of the game?"
"You noticed? That's right. I helped develop your game too. Not just me—almost all the gods took part in its development, each responsible for some portion of it. That's why this game is so fascinating and incredible. The part concerning time was handled by Kronos behind you..." Isis seemed to recall something at that point and abruptly fell silent.
But she was already too late. Zhang Heng raised an eyebrow and asked, "You... know Kronos?"
"The famous God of Time, Kronos, the supreme god worshipped by the Orphic Cult. We aren't from the same pantheon, but of course I've heard his name. We also crossed paths once around six hundred years ago, though we're not particularly familiar with each other."
Zhang Heng