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Chapter 1922 Rejuvenation

"What's so strange about that? This is armor made by the True Sun Chariot. It can choose the distance to reverse time. Is it strange to reverse the object of time?"

"Hasn't the Sorcerer Emperor demonstrated his ability to rejuvenate before you? If you were more cautious, you should have considered that it's not just the pilot who can reverse time, but clearly you didn't."

The Dwarf King looked down at the short Marika, and had no intention of taking this opportunity to eliminate Marika, because his target was not Marika at all.

Marika obviously understood this.

Blaze has almost no weaknesses, but the reversal of time has created one, which is that Blaze is very young.

Although he has many titles, many of which come from the ancient era of gods, Blaze himself is extremely young. He is still more than two months away from adulthood, and he has transformed to his current level in less than two years.

Two years, for some ancient races, it is just a blink of an eye. If they can turn back Blaze's time by paying only two years of life, it would be a huge profit.

Judging from her physical changes, the Dwarf King has regressed at least six years, which means she is now fourteen years old, which is when she just received the blessing!
And Blaze is 11!
"I won't let you pass!" Marika didn't have time to think, and immediately grabbed Surtur, which was far too big for her to carry, and aimed at him.

"I will never let you pass!"

The Dwarf King twitched the corners of his mouth, but the petrification of his face prevented him from making any further expressions.

"I can tell you clearly that because I reversed the time of you and Blaze, I don't have much time left. This has nothing to do with my lifespan, but the reversed trajectory of the sun will activate an extra amount of solar power, and the price I need to pay for being in it will be even greater."

"Even if I do nothing, as long as I'm still in this True Sun Chariot armor, I'll turn to stone in less than ten minutes."

"If I use the power of the Sun Chariot, I only have three minutes left at most. If I use the power of the Sun's Orbit, I'm afraid I won't even have a minute."

"Why are you telling me this?"

Marika began to sweat. She realized that Blaze must be in danger and she had to save Blaze, but the dwarf king in front of her was the biggest danger.

Although she was pushed back six years, she still had combat experience. As long as she forced the Dwarf King to use the power of the Sun's Track twice, the Dwarf King would [commit suicide].

And all she needs to do is put on the True Sun Chariot armor again, and she can go and save Blaze.

"I know what you're thinking, but you can't do it anymore. Look at your fingers."

“Fingers…!?” Although Marika didn’t look at her fingers, she subconsciously tapped Surtur twice with her fingers.

There was no feeling at all, her fingers weren't just numb, they were turned to stone.

This is a curse from the blood of the dwarves.

But how could this happen? This has never happened in all these years!
"Confused? That's not surprising. For all these years, ever since you awakened your bloodline, you've rejected dwarves from the bottom of your heart. You didn't want to become like us dwarves, so you're closer to the Giaiens. After you grew up, you also liked your body and appearance from the bottom of your heart, but..."

The Dwarf King's voice gradually became hoarse, which was evidence of his throat becoming stiff and petrified at a very slow but visible speed.

"You've been wanting dwarven blood again lately, haven't you? You think you're too tall. If I'm guessing correctly, you're jealous of the smaller, more cuddly person by the side of the dying god."

"You wanted dwarven blood to balance out your height, and you began to dislike the blood of the Giaiens. It was thanks to your Giaiens bloodline that you gained a beautiful and heroic appearance that was incomparable to other races, yet you wanted more, even rejecting and denying your past self."

"Really, so greedy."

"And greed has a price."

Marika's eyes narrowed, and after adjusting to her young body, she stabbed the Dwarf King with a spear.

But the next moment, the flaming spear's swift attack stopped in mid-air because its owner was completely petrified.

“Now you have returned to a time when your bloodline was not yet awakened. Your inner inclinations will make the dwarf part of your bloodline more active, and this is the result.” The Dwarf King brushed past the petrified Marika.

"I've told you so much just for this moment. I won't break you, because then you'll be resurrected immediately."

"And after you are resurrected, that will be the time when you will truly reap the fruits of your greed. That will be eternal punishment."

……

Blaze looked down at his hands. After the time ripples that were completely different from the previous ones, the environment did not change at all, but he shrank.

A more accurate statement would be that he became younger, his age became smaller, and he probably returned to being 11 or 12 years old.

"Has the king made the sacrifice?"

While Blazer was checking the changes in his body, several tall figures walked out of the dark corridor. They were dwarves wearing rough leather armor.

"You've become so small! Can you still be as majestic and impressive as before?"

They pinched the silver-haired child in the air with their thumbs and index fingers.

Just now, Blaze took the life of a hybrid with one move. Like a ghost, no matter how they changed the structure of space, they could accurately find the right path and get closer and closer.

Now that Blaze has shrunk and reached an age where he no longer has any power, they dare to come out without worry.

Although this had been planned a long time ago, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when it actually happened and was successful.

The dying god is still the dying god, and his power is unquestionable. To a certain extent, only when all the factors arranged by fate are met can he be killed.

"I don't think the way they killed people deserves the word majestic. In your eyes they may be beasts or livestock, but in my eyes, they are also human beings who just have bad luck." Blaze clapped his hands, and the sound that came out of his mouth made him frown.

Why do the voices of 11 or 12 year olds sound so weak?

"Ahem, ahem—never mind."

Blaze simply gave up trying to adjust his voice and strolled towards the dwarves.

"It seems there are no blessed ones among you. Is it that they have never appeared among the dwarves in all these countless years?"

"You're talking about vomit—"

Before one of the dwarves could finish his words, Blaze's fist sank into his abdomen. The blow, which was probably no thicker than his thumb, bent his entire body and sent him flying backwards.

"How is it possible? Did you possess such powerful strength when you were only 12 years old?!"

The dwarf on the side opened his mouth wide with an expression of disbelief, and Blaze slapped him in the face in response.

The dwarves two meters away were hit by Blaze and flew backwards one after another.

"Do you think I really came in without any consideration?"

Blaze took a step toward the dwarves, a massive sun disk opening behind him.

"Turn into stone."

(End of this chapter)