The Bermuda Demon's Revenge (Part Two)

Xu Fang didn't know how much time had passed. Perhaps a day, perhaps a year, or even longer.

His mind was a muddle. His perspective jumped from one "self" to another, and in each cycle, he met the same end again and again.

"Chaos!"

"Chaos!"

"Chaos!"

The one thing that never changed was the system Xu Fang used. It was always advanced-level Chaos Magic.

"Chaos!"

Xu Fang once again drew on the Chaos Star River, brimming with energy from the cycles. He raised a hand and slowly twisted the empty air.

Hum!

His mind went blank. The Chaos Gate appeared before him once more, and the Eye of Time and Space still loomed majestically in the sky.

But now, he had gained new memories: memories of the dozens, even hundreds, of cycles he had gone through before!

"I did it!" Xu Fang exclaimed, his face lighting up.

The hardest part of escaping a cycle was the erasure of one's memories. No matter how hard you tried beforehand, once you failed the first time, you would keep falling back into the cycle again and again.

For ordinary people, there was no way out.

But to Xu Fang, who had experienced it firsthand, the cycle was like repeating the same level over and over. It seemed as if he died horribly every time, but the player's skill and experience kept accumulating.

Once enough had built up, it would all pay off in a burst of progress!

"Chaos!"

"Time Laws!"

Hum~~~~~

The cycle, an ancient mechanism of endless rebirth and karmic recurrence, began to show signs of collapse under the assault of Chaos Magic.

The once-clear paths of the future grew indistinct, and the boundary between past and present blurred.

Most astonishingly, the versions of "himself" who should have appeared according to the