Golden light erupted beneath Bai Ye's feet, brilliant golden patterns spreading wildly across the silver-white floor and converging into a massive golden clock face.
Time froze! All things fell silent!
The black-clad figures charging in from every direction froze in midair. Some held their long blades high, faces twisted in ferocity; others were wreathed in flames, their bodies engulfed by blazing fire...
Within this absolutely motionless world, the lone figure in a silver suit who could still move raised the General's Saber in his hand, a savage smile curling across his lips.
His mocking gaze swept over everyone. "Now... it is God's time!"
He did not choose Four-Times Speed. The laboratory was enclosed and there were too many enemies; the advantage in speed would not be fully displayed, and it would be far too easy to dirty the hem of his clothes.
Starshine was expensive.
Clang—!
The General's Saber left its sheath, its clear ring slicing through the dead silence of frozen time and space.
Dragon's divine speed erupted. Bai Ye, saber in hand, darted through the motionless crowd like a roaming dragon. Wherever his silver suit passed, streak after streak of snow-bright saber light burst forth like silver lightning!
His movements were so swift they left afterimages behind, yet they were terrifyingly precise. Every slash struck directly at the throat, and the sharp General's Saber cut through flesh without the slightest resistance.
Blood was drawn from their necks by the General's Saber, yet it hung strangely suspended in midair. The strings of crystalline droplets resembled exquisitely carved blood bodhi beads.
Bai Ye sheathed his saber and placed the ebony cigar back between his lips, every movement smooth and effortless.
Snap!
He snapped his fingers.
Time... resumed!
Spring and Summer looked grim, ready to step in and support their subordinates