Having calculated the witches' locations, Zhao Cheng brought along his accessory and began the first round of rapid clears.
The second witch possessed the Authority of Life. She herself had little combat power, but her guard corps was immensely powerful, composed of numerous formidable fantasy characters.
Although there were limits to the ability, meaning many fantasy characters with life could not truly be exactly as they were in their settings, each of them was still extraordinarily exceptional.
But before Zhao Cheng, these guards were of no use whatsoever.
To him, where his thoughts reached, his power followed. The barriers of space meant little.
In fact, if he did not need to precisely sever the pollution on them without killing them, Zhao Cheng would not even have needed to show himself. A single sword flash from afar could have slain them.
One step, one sword; the Log refreshed. The second witch had been conquered.
At the same time, Zhao Cheng's accessory suddenly doubled in size, growing from around ten centimeters to over twenty.
She was still tiny by comparison, but her future was promising.
The third witch's ability truly was bugged, so Zhao Cheng chose a sneak attack, giving her no time to rewind.
Of course, this round was focused on first clearing the second act.
Afterward, he intended to see exactly what this time rewind was all about.
He had not forgotten that time lines did not exist in this world.
Yet a world without time lines possessed an ability like time rewind. On the surface, that was naturally a contradiction.
But what if the world before them was treated as a person's spiritual world, and the world itself—past and future alike—was merely a segment of that person's memories?!
From that perspective, it was only natural for time lines not