With Fred being a spell, Norman clearly felt the surrounding elements begin to fluctuate.

　　

　　 The lines on the ground began to gleam.

　　

　　 is not flashing together, but this one, that one.

　　

　　Different areas flicker to form patterns of different shapes.

　　

　　 Suddenly, Fred threw the bronze compass in his hand high.

　　

　　 The bronze compass is spinning in the air.

　　

　　In the sight of everyone, it suddenly spread out into a dozen pieces. They are of different sizes and shapes.

　　

　　 Fred's eyes suddenly disappeared, and the magic power surging in his body disappeared.

　　

　　 The broken pieces of compass lost their strength support and scattered towards the ground.

　　

　　 They did not fall together, but scattered in different areas.

　　

　　 Fred looked through the broken pieces of compass with eyes without focus.

　　

　　 "Our eyes are blocked by the streamer. It is far away and very close." After saying this, the focal length in Fred's eyes appeared again.

　　

　　 It's just that the whole person seems to be haggard a lot.

　　

　　 Our eyes are blocked by the streamer. It is far away and very close.

　　

　　 Norman repeated this sentence, and then looked around.

　　

　　 These few words are obvious, and a guess came out of him, "Let's go back."

　　

　　 Fred saw this and waved.

　　

　　 The pieces of the compass on the ground flew up one after another, and then put them together to restore the original shape again.

　　

　　 "Did you get the information?" Fred didn't remember what he said.

　　

　　 In that state, he was in a very hazy and strange state, and it was difficult to pay attention to the external situation.

　　

　　 "I want to confirm my guess." Norman replied.

　　

　　Wingon didn't know what Norman thought of, so naturally he wouldn't object.

　　

　　 greeted the trash can playing on the side, and the group walked back again.

　　

　　 The last time I rode the wizard mark was still 500 kilometers away.

　　

　　 With their sense of direction and speed, five hundred kilometers will not waste them much time, nor will they lose their way.

　　

　　 Besides, the way they came was always a lot faster.

　　

　　 Especially Norman wanted to confirm his guess, faster.

　　

　　 It’s just that when they came to the place that was probably marked by a wizard, they didn’t see any signs.

　　

　　 The wizard tricks of the wizard mark are very mature. Under normal circumstances, a wizard apprentice mark like Norman can last for half a year.

　　

　　 But everyone made the mark more than ten hours ago.

　　

　　 Norman flew for a while, making sure that there was still no mark, confirming the guess in his heart, and there was no joy.

　　

　　 He looked around and said solemnly to the three of them: "I think we are already in the stream of light."

　　

　　 "Huh?" Wingon's eyes widened.

　　

　　 The other two were equally surprised.

　　

　　 Norman said Fred's words again, and then he recounted his encounter with the trash can, especially his encounter with Philip.

　　

　　 From the comparison of these two things, we can see the characteristics of some time-based storylines.

　　

　　 That is, they are very likely to be confused in time.

　　

　　 "Bucket, come here." Norman greeted the trash can who was playing wildly on the side.

　　

The crazy fun of 　　 trash can is to roll on the ground, then stand up abruptly, then fall to the ground and roll, and so on.

　　

　　 In Norman's eyes, it is no different from a dog's fun.

　　

　　 may not have as many ways to play as a dog.

　　

　　 Seeing Norman calling himself in the trash can, he straightened up, leaping towards Norman more and more.

　　

　　 At this moment, the trash can suddenly disappeared from their vision and perception.

　　

　　 "Don't move." Norman stopped the three people's urge to rush over.

　　 His voice fell, and the trash can appeared not far away from them.

　　

　　 And, the trash can seemed to become very angry, the chubby body shrank suddenly, the lid of the trash can jumped abruptly, a white stream of light rushed out, and then shot towards the sky.

　　

　　 The streamer rushed into the gray sky in the sight of everyone.

　　

　　 In an instant, the surrounding air began to show waves.

　　

　　 A faint stream of light filled everyone's sight.

　　

　　 It was as if they were in a lake composed entirely of streamers.

　　

　　 This is Liuguang Lake, and they walked into the middle of the lake without knowing it.

　　

　　 Of course, for the trash can, it is not very dangerous here.

　　

　　Compared to this lake, the trash can is a real high-end existence, and you will not be afraid of the stream of time in the lake.

　　

　　 But Norman and the others are different.

　　

　　 Time attributes are also divided into many types, time acceleration, time deceleration, time cycle...

　　

　　 are accelerating in time, they will age rapidly with the passage of time, even forget the existence of time, and finally become a pile of dead bones.

　　

　　 Time slowed down and reached a stagnant state. They didn't even know the vicissitudes of life outside. The body was bound by this force. Both the body and the soul would stagnate, and finally became the puppet of time.

　　

　　The cycle of time is always in a cycle of time, without beginning and end.

　　

　　 No matter what the situation is, with their current strength, there is no possibility of breaking.

　　

　　 But the existence of the trash can is the key.

　　

　　 It doesn't care about the time flow around it at all. It jumps and jumps like a pug when it comes to the crowd.

　　

　　 The reason why Norman stopped the three from moving was because they did not have the ability to trash cans.

　　

　　 Once they move, this piece of Liuguang Lake doesn't mind dividing them into different time periods.

　　

　　 "Bucket, you open a vacuum zone for the flow of time here." Norman looked at the trash can beside him.

　　

　　Shit yellow trash can's head crooked, as if thinking again about what Norman was talking about.

　　

　　 Norman is mad at heart, he regrets putting the trash can and the group of people in the Howling House together now!

　　

　　 If you don’t learn if you are good, you can learn as good as you want.

　　

　　 Feeling helpless, Norman threw a green alchemy prop in his hand.

　　

　　 These are the failed products that he spares time to alchemy.

　　

　　 One of the prerequisites for being promoted to a wizard, in addition to the ability to be achieved, it is necessary to refine green alchemy props and an official witch potion~lightnovelpub.net~ to obtain certification from the Wizarding Association.

　　

　　 With this certification, you can walk freely in the main world and have certain privileges.

　　

　　 The trash can caught the alchemy props and spun around.

　　

　　The flocculent streamer all around them was swept away by an invisible whirlwind, forming a vacuum zone.

　　

　　 At this time, the four dared to act together.

　　

　　 The trash can shook his body, which was obviously easy for it.

　　

　　 The surrounding area fell into silence again, as if nothing had happened.

　　

　　 Only Norman knew that the real contest had just begun.

　　

　　 It would be great if the trash can is an offensive object of time entropy.

　　

　　 It's a pity that there is no attack option in its function.

　　

　　 The attack just now, if it was an offensive type, with the energy of a complete entropy like the trash can, it would instantly penetrate the Liuguang Lake, instead of causing it to live.

　　

　　 "What should I do?" Wingon looked at Norman.

　　

　　Everyone is waiting for Norman's words.

　　

　　 The first time they met the current situation, even Pauline was a little confused.

　　

　　 "You keep me safe, let me do the rest." Norman looked at the fluffy streamer around him.