Richard closed his eyes and slowly opened them.

After controlling all the twisted rules, the real side of the dark area has been presented to Richard, and the veil of the past has been completely lifted.

Richard looked around and saw a completely different world.

The indigenous people are no longer empty. They are a kind of life that is slightly more than one meter tall, with four lower limbs and two upper limbs. These indigenous people are obviously intelligent lives. Richard saw altars, houses, and various tools in their villages. But now, the three villages are silent, and all the indigenous people are dead, both men, women, young and old, and none of them survive.

Richard's original combat power was already at the peak of Norland, and the holy sword moonlight remained powerful in the dark area. Under such circumstances, no indigenous people could escape Richard's pursuit, and even the butcher could not stop Richard's sword, let alone these indigenous people with obvious weakness.

Before the rules were resolved, these indigenous people were just half-vague light and shadows. Richard couldn't even see their bodies clearly. No matter who they were, as long as they were moving and lively, Richard subconsciously cut them into two pieces. This was Richard's instinctive reaction when dealing with shadow creatures. He did not need to think and fought on instinct.

But after seeing the real side of the world, Richard didn't know what it smelled in his heart. The indigenous people of the three villages were all dead, but even if Richard didn't kill them, it would be the same, just like the people of order could not survive in the dark area. After eliminating the distorted nodes, these indigenous people would not live long.

Richard looked around again and saw another scene in the wasteland in front of him.

Most areas on the wasteland are still dead, but they are full of vitality near the twisted nodes. From time to time, some grass-like lives can be seen growing vigorously on the ground. The further away from the twisted nodes, the sparse and fragile these grasses are. After a certain distance, they will simply become a lifeless wasteland again.

"Does these lives rely on twisted rules to survive?" Richard couldn't help but have this idea.

However, Richard's mood was only a short moment. On the way ahead, he was still eliminating the distorted nodes that could be reached, but he no longer deliberately detours to eliminate them.

When Richard ignited the lighthouse of time, the entire Dawn Land would return to the land of order. At that time, the people of order like the Holy City of Dawn would naturally cheer, but these indigenous people would completely perish.

Just like this, after eliminating the 56th distortion node, Richard finally found a soul grass on the central altar where the indigenous people fell. This is the material of the wick of the Time Lighthouse and the last thing needed to build the Time Lighthouse.

The only thing Richard lacks now is the fire that ignites the lighthouse of time.

According to the established route, it should be time to go to the Time Lighthouse. Judging from the map given by Iro, most of the time lighthouse has been built, and Richard only needs to do a few minor repairs, and then lit the lights and led the entire Dawn to return to the world of order.

As for the fire, when Richard approaches the time lighthouse, he will naturally know where to look for it.

Richard finally confirmed the route, so he carried his backpack and walked towards his final destination in the distance.

After walking like this for a few days, Richard suddenly felt a slight throbbing in his heart. It seemed that something particularly important existed in the other direction. He immediately turned around, followed his inner guidance, and ran in that direction, not even caring about whether it would consume physical strength and magic.

After two days of uninterrupted running, Richard had crossed tens of thousands of kilometers, and had consumed more than half of his stored physical strength and magic. However, in front of him, a twisted node finally appeared. This was a very hidden twisted node, with extremely obscure fluctuations. If it weren't for the throbbing like a whim, Richard would not feel that there was a twisted node here even a hundred kilometers away.

Even Richard couldn't find it. Looking at the entire dawn, no one could find it.

There was unexpectedly no indigenous people around this twisted node. When Richard eliminated the twisted node, a small village appeared.

It was said to be a village, but in fact there were only three wooden houses and a well. Richard looked into the well and found that there was still a rippling light at the bottom of the well. So he took a bucket of water and took a few sips, and found that it was truly pure water. Richard drank several large sips in a row until he felt that he could replenish his magic power, and then looked at the bottom of the well again.

Below the water surface, there is a vast void.

This well actually opened up the world of order, and could extract energy from the place of order and condense it into pure water. If it was in a dark area, there would be no such thing as water here.

Richard came to the wooden house in the center, pushed the door open and then was stunned.

The furnishings of the wooden house are very simple, and they should be human residence. There is only a wooden table, a cabinet for clothes and miscellaneous items, a table and chair, a table and a table are placed in front of the window, and there are quills and ink bottles on the corner of the table.

At this moment, a slim and familiar figure was sitting in front of the window, constantly writing something on the paper.

That's flowing sand.

Richard never expected to see Liusha here. He was in a state of great excitement and hurriedly took a step forward. As soon as he reached out his hand, he saw the girl at the table inserting her quill back into the ink bottle, stretching her body for a while, and then her figure gradually disappeared.

Richard's hand stopped in the air. After a long time, he confirmed that what he had just seen was just a phantom, but it didn't look like a phantom. It was so real that Richard couldn't tell the difference between reality and illusion. His eyes fell on the desk, where there was actually a piece of letter paper, and the ink was not dry.

Richard took a long breath, walked to the desk, sat down, then picked up the letter paper and read it.

“Richa:

When you see this letter, it should be three thousand years later. You may come, or maybe you may not come. Although I have already seen the direction of fate, I still cannot be sure. The power of fate is very powerful, but it is not unchangeable.

The time lighthouse has been built, and it is not difficult for you to ignite it. The fire is placed on the table and you are very familiar with it.

Until now, I feel that I can say that I have done everything I can do.

Next, it’s not my time.”

A very short letter, but after reading it, Richard was indescribable, especially the last sentence, which was like a huge rock, hitting Richard mercilessly.

When Richard finished reading it, the letter paper immediately turned into a golden power of time, which dissipated at his fingertips.

This letter, written three thousand years ago, seems to have never appeared.

Richard looked at the table, and in a corner of the desk, there was a thick book with a bronze cover. Richard was extremely familiar with it. It was the book of time in Liusha's hand.

No matter when, Liusha would never put down this book of time, but now, the book of time is lying quietly on the desk, Liusha is gone. Even if the images you see when you come in, they are only stingy to give Richard a back.

Richard sat quietly for a moment, then reached out to take the Book of Time, flipped it out casually, and actually opened it. In the past, no one could open the Book of Time except for the flowing sand.

Richard calmed down and turned the book to the title page, and saw a sentence written in elegant handwriting: "The truth of the world is often the opposite of what we see."

The meaning of this sentence is difficult to understand for the time being. Richard looked down again and lines of handwriting appeared on the pages, which were all ways to use the time lighthouse.

After a moment, nothing was displayed on the pages again, and Richard closed the Book of Time.

There was no other memorable thing in Liusha's room, so Richard went to the other two cottages to take a look. The two should be the residences of Io and Naeyou, with their distinct atmosphere.

Richard stood silently for a while, then left this small village and headed to the Time Lighthouse.

This may be the last trace left by flowing sand in the dawn land. Soon, the dawn land will no longer exist. Richard also wants this small village and the dawn land to become an eternal fragment of the torrent of time.

Seven days later, a magnificent tower appeared in front of Richard. Seeing this giant tower hundreds of meters high, Richard understood why it took thousands of years to build a time lighthouse to flow sand.

In the dark area, although people are immortal, they have no extraordinary power. The materials for building the time lighthouse often need to be carried from tens of thousands of kilometers away, or even further away. This magnificent tower was built by Liusha and the other three gradually with bricks and wood. Each stone brick in the tower was made from mining quarries.

Richard slowly climbed the time lighthouse. Every brick and stone he saw and every decoration was the result of his silent hard work for thousands of years.

In the lamp room, there was already a huge copper brazier, but there was still a corner missing on the base under the basin. Richard took out seven pieces of square blue stone from his backpack and filled it into the base, which just completed the missing corners. He took out a leather bag and poured the core black liquid inside into the brazier.

As soon as the oil-like core black liquid entered the brazier, it immediately melted itself, turning into a pool of deep lamp oil, and it rolled and boiled on its own. When the bubbles burst, Richard seemed to hear a whimpering cry.

Finally, Richard took out the soul grass and rubbed the long reed-like grass into a wick and put it in a brazier. The black lamp oil immediately went up along the wick and dyed it all black.

At this time, a large number of colorful light belts suddenly appeared in the void above the time lighthouse, and the power of the rule was surging, boiling, and even crazy.

Behind the light belt, there were large vague phantoms flashing. Richard could see that those indigenous people in dark areas were countless. They seemed to want to rush into the time lighthouse, but were blocked by an invisible barrier and had no ability to get close to them.

But these indigenous people were still rushing to the time lighthouse like crazy, and more indigenous people were coming quickly in the distance.
Chapter completed!