Pain.
My head felt like it was splitting apart.
What is this?
Did I pass out?
I didn't know how much time had passed.
When Lin An opened his eyes again, his brain felt as if it were about to explode, and the pain had left his face pale.
He hurriedly crawled up from the floor. Looking at the familiar System Light Sphere overhead and the silent Exchange Hall around him, Lin An suddenly realized that he seemed to have survived.
How much time has passed!?
He instinctively looked up at the System timer. After seeing the string of numbers, Lin An finally let out a huge sigh of relief.
Fortunately, he hadn't been unconscious for long. Less than fifteen minutes had probably passed.
He was afraid that he had been unconscious too long, allowing Black Emperor and the others to discover something was wrong and break in.
Rubbing his brow with some difficulty, Lin An pulled off his mask. Only then did he have the time to recall what had happened to him.
His memories seemed to have been severed.
Whether it was the burning past or the shattered present, he only felt that his memories had become a tangled mess of threads. He had no idea what had happened at all.
Let's start from after the battle ended.
The price of burning the Flame of Time was too great.
After barely making it back, I kept looking for a way to replenish my soul. My memories were already becoming blurred at that point.
But a way to replenish my soul seemed extremely difficult to find.
His gaze flickered as Lin An struggled to recall what had happened earlier.
He vaguely remembered hearing many voices saying that the query had failed.
What happened to me afterward?
*Did the System