Arthur activated the Deduction Imprint within his Sea of Spirit, his heart filled with tension.
The next moment.
"Bzz!"
An illusory hum suddenly rang out in his mind.
The scene within the Former Council Speaker's field of vision instantly underwent an extraordinarily strange change.
What had just been a lush roadside greenbelt now seemed to have become a mottled image, with every object giving off an odd, "faded" feeling.
"Whoosh~"
Even the summer breeze carried an indescribably hoarse quality.
Arthur took a few tentative steps and unexpectedly felt the marvelous illusion of walking along the river of history.
He steadied himself slightly, recalled the scene of the general store in his mind—especially the hidden marks on the shelves—then tentatively murmured, "Rewind!"
An instant later.
An illusory star flashed into existence, then burst with a "pop" into countless motes of light.
The faded roadside greenbelt vanished without a trace.
The scene of that general store slowly emerged.
It was somewhat blurry, as though viewed through a thin veil of mist.
There was also something rather bizarre: many of the items in the store were twisted into hair-raising forms.
For instance, the iron bars on the shelves were bent into grotesque shapes.
And several pitch-black cracks had appeared on the counter's surface, wriggling faintly as if they were about to come alive.
Arthur swept his gaze around, forcibly suppressing the creeping sensation on his skin as he reached an ironclad conclusion: The Deduction Imprint is absolutely the power of a Sate deity!
As a Mystic Master-level powerhouse, the Former Council Speaker knew better than anyone that the deities of his people all possessed, to some extent, strange traits.
To say something blasphemous, the deities of the Myriad Radiance People actually seemed more normal.
Arthur muttered vaguely again, "Which deity's divine authority encompasses