"She had merely fainted from mental disarray, a normal phenomenon caused by disruption from superconductive time. She'll be fine after some rest."
Dressed in a black-and-white striped wizard robe, the Hourglass of Time Stigmata Wizard took out an hourglass. Its soft rustling never ceased, as though silently recounting the passage of time.
"However, a Level Three wizard's capacity to bear objects of time is limited. Annihilation Tower, if you intend to mine the Sands of Time vein, it would be best for you to personally supervise it. Drive away the low-level wizards as much as possible."
Green smiled beneath the Face of Truth.
"I can still mend the superconductive time loopholes that affect low-level wizards. However, over the years, roughly half of the Sands of Time in this vein have already been mined. If the entire vein is exhausted in a few more years, combined with a special object on my person that communicates with a certain disordered time-space, the superconductive time loopholes it creates may be enough to affect even me, a Level Four Stigmata Wizard. I wonder if you have any solution, Master?"
The Hourglass of Time Stigmata Wizard glanced sidelong at Green.
"The best solution is to hand these objects of time over to a Time Wizard, or consume them."
A Source of Annihilation clone flew out from the Void Mothership and sent the unconscious Vine Shackles Woldeman to the large base in the Parasitic Spore World to recuperate, keeping him far away from objects of time.
Meanwhile, Green accepted the tray of tea carried over by a swarm of Dewflower Spirits and took a light sip. The fragrance of tea spread through the air.
After setting down the teacup, Green suddenly tore open a Dimension Gap. Within a large transparent glass sealing container, Sands of Time