True Form and Data

The instant Artorius's true form stepped into this time tributary, the situation took a sharp turn.

That vast will, which had seemed omnipotent before Benjamin, immediately revealed an entirely different "emotion" when facing this Level 8 Wizard.

An intense shock, laced with a trace of undisguisable panic, spread without restraint.

Without the slightest hesitation, that will displayed astonishing decisiveness.

All the tendrils of will it had scattered throughout this time-rift world contracted frantically at unprecedented speed, like a startled octopus!

The force field shrouding the world rapidly collapsed, converging upon the blue energy sphere atop the altar at the center of the temple. It was clearly trying to sever its connection to this "temporary prison" and flee back to its true hiding place!

But after Artorius had gone to such pains to weave this vast net of "variable overload," how could he possibly let it escape so easily?

From the very instant his true form set foot here, countless torrents of data beyond ordinary comprehension had already been reflected in Artorius's starry-calm eyes.

He was calculating in his mind.

With the terrifying speed of a Level 8 Wizard's thoughts, he analyzed the structure of this temporary rift world, traced the source path of the retreating will, and reverse-calculated the "coordinate parameters" of the timeline where its true body lay.

And now that he had a clear "lead," the exposure of the other party's hiding place was inevitable.

All of this happened far too quickly.

Benjamin only felt the will that had nearly erased him recede like the tide, and the pressure vanished at once.

By the time he instinctively looked up, that will had already withdrawn most of its power.

At the very last instant before the contracting will completely detached from the energy sphere and fled into a deeper