Hayato stayed on Knowhere for two days—two very long days.
And by long, it wasn't just a matter of perception, but physics.
Around Hayato, powers related to time glowed green, like cute little fireflies circling him. He wasn't controlling this energy; it was merely leaking out unintentionally as he contemplated the laws.
As a result, the things around Hayato underwent strange phenomena. Time would slow down one moment, fast-forward the next, send them into the future, then return them to the past.
The most obvious example was Hayato's clothes. Those ordinary items bought from a supermarket would decay into ashes one moment, revert into fibers the next, then...
Over and over again.
If those clothes had minds, they would definitely be wailing.
Why were they being tortured like this?
The only thing that remained unchanged was Hayato.
No!
Hayato had changed slightly as well.
For instance, stubble would grow on his face, then vanish. His hair would grow a few millimeters longer, then shorten by a few millimeters.
Hayato's control over the laws of time was still insufficient, allowing temporal energy to affect himself.
That was why comprehending the laws of time and space both carried risks.
When practicing the laws of space, one might be torn apart by turbulent currents of time.
One wrong move, and your head could pass through one side of space while your body remained on the other, then space closed... Oh well, lights out!
Practicing the laws of time was much the same.
One wrong move, and time could reverse, sending you back to before you were born—or accelerate, taking you straight to the moment of your death.
The difference was that spatial technology was far more advanced than temporal technology.
Even Kamar-Taj's mages had a Sling Ring each, popping back and forth through