"We're close to the very bottom of the maze."
Lina gripped the hilt of the Sword in the Stone and spoke after sensing for a moment.
Lin Qiye gave a soft hum, his gaze sweeping across the surroundings. These Time Shards were growing larger and larger. If they had originally crossed into another time with every step, they now had to walk nearly half a street before entering a different era.
And every time they passed through time, they felt as if a lifetime had gone by, as though they had crossed several years in an instant.
According to Lin Qiye's calculations, the remnants of the Gate of Truth were not far from them.
As they advanced, the scene before them changed as well. The endless ice plains were gone, replaced by what looked like an ancient ruin standing amid a mountain range.
The mountains were covered in snow and thick ice, pointing toward the heavens like sharp swords. They surrounded the area on all sides, while the terrain at the center was low and flat, yet untouched by snow. Enormous fragments of rock carpeted the earth, each one larger than Demon Wolf Fenrir's body.
"This is already over a hundred years from the time we entered," Lina said as she looked around. "Everything we see now comes from a century ago."
"A hundred years ago, when the Gate of Truth had just been destroyed..."
Lin Qiye looked into the distance, but chaotic barriers of distorted light obscured his view.
These barriers differed from the ones they had seen upon first entering the maze. Back then, countless fragmented times had been layered together, each shard thin and small, giving it the feel of looking through a kaleidoscope. But the times here came in enormous blocks, separated from one another by