I Created the Myth of the Old Ones
Chapter 628

613. Ten Years

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When Lu Ban heard Stone's words, he surprisingly felt little disturbance in his heart.

In the Silent Land, death was perfectly normal.

Aside from the strange and unpredictable monsters and the Old Ones' corruption, one's sanity itself declined with every mission. The end of a Chosen of the Gods would certainly be death during some mission.

In fact, for the Chosen of the Gods, being able to die outright was already quite fortunate. Going mad, becoming a monster, or falling under an evil god's command was far more terrifying than death.

It was not only Trist. Even Xiya, who was by his side, might one day die during a mission and become impossible to contact ever again. Lu Ban had already understood that such things could happen after obtaining Dancer's Smile.

Still, Lu Ban was somewhat curious. Ten years had already passed in the Ruined City since they left. That was simply too long.

Lu Ban knew that time flowed at different rates in different realms, but at first, he had assumed that the flow was based on a fixed ratio—for example, two days passing in the Ruined City while one day passed in his own world.

When he had previously visited the Ruined City, he had been able to sense that time passed much faster for Trist and Stone than it did in his own world.

But he had never expected that, after all these years, ten years would have passed.

And Trist might have met with misfortune during one of the first one or two missions after they parted.

This meant that even the Ruined City and Lu Ban's own world did not share the same temporal reference point. His "present" and Trist's "present" were not the same "present."

He glanced at Xiya.

The "present" Xiya occupied in

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