I Forged the Myth of the Ancient Overlords
Chapter 821 - 821 820. Time Anchor

Chapter 821: 820. Time Anchor Chapter 821: 820. Time Anchor Lu Ban and Shia were completely lost in confusion.

They were sitting on that metallic device, watching people come and go.

There were quite a number of giants on The Island.

Even though they all wore yellow clothes and looked similar from a distance, Lu Ban still roughly remembered the guy who had led them back just now.

“…At last, we’ve stabilized the Pollution, but this is not the end. The real battle is just about to begin.”

The giant returned after a while; he had not taken off his coat, and it was possible to see from the hood that he was drenched in sweat, seemingly very tired.

“What’s your name?”

Shia asked.

“Me? My name is Song, you can call me Old Song, and Yang and I are good friends.”

The giant sat down next to the device and pulled out a gray tube, which he connected to a small metal box on his clothing.

A moment later, accompanied by the sound of something operating, Old Song let out a long, pleased sigh and relaxed, with no sign of sweat anymore.

Lu Ban guessed that it might be some kind of cooling device and perhaps it also served to relieve stress.

Despite Old Song’s claim that Outer Gods were nothing special, the civilization’s fight against Pollution was always extremely difficult; there were many dead on the beach, and it wasn’t an issue that could be solved with just a few words.

He must have also been under a lot of pressure.

“Song, I have something to discuss with you.”

At that moment, another even larger giant came to Old Song’s side, patted the resting Old Song, and said.

“For the next three shifts, you stay here. Don’t go.”

“Why?”

Old Song sat up immediately upon hearing this.

“I’ve just received news that Chen has been sacrificed.”

The man’s words made Old Song stunned, and he looked at the other with some disbelief.

“What did you say?”

“When retreating, the structure collapsed due to the disturbance of the Outer Gods. At least a [Metamorphosis] concentration of Pollution spread around his squad. As the scholar of the team, he stayed till the last moment and, along with another team member, was consumed by the Pollution, left there forever.”

He explained, his voice slightly trembling.

“So Song, you are now the only scholar in our area, you can’t go to the frontlines anymore.”

“But… the disturbance data needs me to deal with it, ordinary soldiers can’t resist when Pollution spreads. Without a scholar, the risk of controlling Pollution increases by at least thirty percent.”

Old Song tried to argue something, but he quickly realized that this proposal was the best choice.

“We can’t bear the loss of losing the last scholar. The Taviel Time Anchor needs a scholar’s authority to continue operating and to shut down. If you’re also gone, then we will be trapped here forever, until someone else discovers this and finds the anchored time point to look for us.”

The giant added.

Old Song hung his head and nodded almost imperceptibly, watching the other leave.

“Scholar?”

Lu Ban asked curiously.

“Are you a scholar?”

“…Yes, you might not be aware, but a scholar’s role is not just a person who studies knowledge. A scholar is the core support of an army. Without a scholar, you’ll lose direction in the travels of the Foreign Domain and find it hard to use some God-given Equipment, including the Taviel Time Anchor.”

Old Song said, pointing at the silver stakes in the sea.

“Moreover, the time anchor point needs the scholar to provide the coordinates. If we lose a scholar, then the people within the time anchored by the Taviel Time Anchor will lose contact with the outside world, and it would be very difficult for people from the outside to find those in here.”

“Why?”

Lu Ban couldn’t help but ask.

It seemed that Old Song was willing to talk to them, these “test subjects,” even if Lu Ban didn’t know what that meant, but at least it was a good opportunity to glean some knowledge.

It cost nothing, after all, to listen.

“Heh, you probably don’t quite understand what a time anchor really is.”

Old Song straightened up, grabbed a handful of sand, and sprinkled it onto the metal device’s surface.

“I just grabbed some sand, scattered it here, causing accumulation of sand, just as the Outer Gods caused Pollution to the Foreign Domain. Our job is to stop this, so we use the Taviel Time Anchor to capture a segment of time, anchoring the time from before the first grain of sand fell to after the last grain of sand fell.”

“This way, my hand did indeed pour out sand, but the legion already dealt with all the sand in the anchored time and put it back on the beach, so in the end, there’s not a single grain of sand on the surface.”

“Actually, from when I drop the sand to when it falls, this period of time is very brief and it would normally be impossible to completely move the sand away. That’s why we need the time to be anchored. Although the sand falls only in a second, we actually spend hundreds of years in the anchored time to complete this task.”

“Now you should understand as well that time could be anchored at any moment within this second. Even if people from the outside know that we are anchored at this moment, if they don’t know the exact anchor point, they can only exist within two similar but completely different anchor points, unable to affect each other.”

Hearing Old Song’s explanation, Lu Ban thought of the plan they had discussed earlier about how to rescue Cui Siter.

Except in that plan, Cui Siter’s death needed to have no witnesses to avoid fate creating a closed loop. But according to Old Song, even if the event has already occurred, as long as the corresponding time anchor point can be found, it could be anchored, and then they could look for a way to solve the issue and leave.

Of course, that’s assuming the problem can be solved.

From Lu Ban’s “timeline,” The Island should have been affected by Pollution long ago, and then discovered by these giants, who then anchored the time. His ability to see a He Dao that hadn’t yet been impacted meant these giants must have been successful.

But he soon realized this wasn’t certain, because in reality, these giants were still struggling against the awakening Outer Gods. Their anchoring merely temporarily isolated the Pollution; if they failed, then with the death of the last giant within the time anchor, the Pollution here would break free entirely, bringing destruction to He Dao.

“How long have you been here?”

Shia noticed this and asked.

“How long? According to the time of this world, it should be about… Seven thousand years?”

Old Song calculated casually.

“Seven thousand years…”

For both Shia and Lu Ban, this was an incredibly long period.

Throughout such a span, these giants faced the awakening of the Outer Gods and even managed to constrain Pollution that could have spread in an instant for seven thousand years.

The technology, power, and perseverance these people possessed far exceeded their imaginations.

Lu Ban quickly thought of an existence.

That was the Splendid Realm.