Zongman: Please stop destroying the worldview!

Itomori's fox gave a sheepish smile. "Actually, this was when I woke up, and my power activated automatically. I can't control this power myself because I'm so weak."

Chen Mo: "So, this is your power as a god?"

Itomori: "Yes, my power is soul exchange."

Chen Mo: "Okay, I've found a treasure. Turns out you're an ancient Japanese god who controls soul swapping."

-

Felyne habitually tried to climb onto Bruce's back, but the Swarm Lord's huge body had a devastating effect, turning the originally tidy room into a doomsday ruin.

Then it crushed Bruce's body, almost killing the dog on the spot.

In order to prevent these guys from causing more trouble, Chen Mo ordered them to stand in the basement until dawn.

Shiomaru seemed to have a very high liking for Chen Mo. He jumped in front of Chen Mo and said, "I cannot repay your kindness. I can only repay you with my own body."

Chen Mo: "Stop, where did you learn to speak like that?"

Itomori wiggled his tail. "I read it in the first shrine maiden's collection. Wouldn't mortals appreciate a story like this? Saving a fox by chance, and the next day finding it transformed into a human to repay a favor?"

Chen Mo: "What classical setting? That was popular hundreds of years ago, right? So, are you a man or a woman?"

Itomori: "Gods have no gender, but I can have a female incarnation. Thanks to the abundant divine power you provided, I can now appear in human form."

A white light flashed, and the body of the spirit fox melted in the light, then solidified into a new form.

Itomori's current appearance is 70% similar to the shrine maiden of Itomori Shrine. She is a short shrine maiden dressed in red and white, with a white veil covering her blurry face.

Chen Mo: "If you want to repay me, then help me with the housework first."

Itomori said confidently, "I won't."

Chen Mo: "Then do you know how to play an instrument?"

Itomori: “Neither.”

Chen Mo was speechless: "How is your fighting ability?"

"I was able to tie with Bruce."

"Then what do you know?"

"I can swap souls."

Chen Mo: "Then what use is there for me to have a useless god like you?"

-

"Your human form is not as cute as a fox. Change back to me."

At Chen Mo's request, Itomori transformed back into his fox form.

Chen Mo asked the god who had the word "waste" written all over his face, "Alright, time to get down to business. How does your power work?"

There are at least three wards in my wizard tower that can negate the effects of your abilities and kick you out at the same time.

If you are really as weak as you say, how did you manage to hide from my Mage Tower?"

Itomori sat still, his expression growing serious. "That's because you gave me a friendly mark, so I won't be considered an invader by your spell."

Chen Mo frowned: "When did I ever mark you?"

Chen Mo does have this marking method, which can be said to be similar to a whitelist. After marking the trustworthy people, entering the Mage Tower will not be regarded as an intrusion.

For example, Xiangzi next door was marked as a friendly party by Chen Mo, and he could enter at any time by pushing the door. However, it was impossible for those strangers to enter. If they tried to pick the lock or climb through the window, they would be directly exiled to a random place several kilometers away.

However, Chen Mo did not mark Shishu as a friendly god. After all, he had never communicated with it. Even if it could be identified as a friendly god, Chen Mo was still wary of it.

Itomori: “Three hundred years ago.”

Chen Mo: "Three hundred years ago? Don't say I haven't been to this world three hundred years ago. I wasn't even born then—Oh. Time magic, huh?"

Itomori nodded: "Although I don't know how you did it, I did meet you three hundred years ago, and it was you who saved me from the hands of the Supreme Being."

Chen Mo waved his hand, closed the Mage Tower, and adjusted the security to the highest level.

He stared at Itomori, his mind racing with possibilities.

Time magic is arguably the most difficult type of magic to master and control.

I do know a lot of time-related spells, but I have never tried to travel back to the past or to the future.

For the spell of time travel, the knowledge and power required to cast it are actually the lowest. Most of the difficulty lies in how you deal with the disturbance of the time flow so that it does not produce undesirable catastrophic consequences - accidentally trapping yourself in a time loop, or being thrown into a random unknown time point. There are at least a dozen such tragic and reckless novices in the records of the mage camp.

Chen Mo is very self-aware. In many ways, he is a wild mage who relies entirely on his own exploration and has no academic theory at all.

After arriving at the Planeswalker Camp, he was watched by the Nameless Supreme from the very beginning and had no chance to learn systematically.

If I rashly use the spell of time travel, I'm afraid I'll create an unsolvable paradox.

So, will I really travel through time in this world for some reason?

Chen Mo asked Itomori, "If it were me, I would definitely leave a secret code of trust for myself. Tell me about it."

Itomori immediately replied, "Laoyi likes to play Kangren, Xiaofeng likes to play fast, and Huoge is good at combo."

Chen Mo: ",,,,It really is. So, what exactly happened then?"

Chapter 14 It's You, Nicol Bolas!

Itomori pinched his throat and imitated Chen Mo's voice and said, "Laughing, I won't be a spoiler dog!"

Chen Mo: ",,,,. As expected of me."

Shiomaru continued to repeat what Chen Mo had said: "I left a time coordinate in the little fox's body, which will be useful in the future. As for more things, I won't tell you. Giving too much information will lock my own cause and effect.

If you have any additional questions, just ask Itomori!

Remember, just do what you want to do, have fun, and don't have any regrets!

Chen Mo: "Is this the end?"

Itomori: “Well, you told me that at the time.”

Chen Mo: "Sometimes I feel like I deserve a beating."

Chen Mo thought for a moment. He was not a person who liked to tell riddles. It seemed that traveling through time was indeed quite troublesome.

At some point in the future, I traveled back three hundred years to the past. Therefore, my past at this moment is actually my future. In other words, because of the changes I made three hundred years ago, I will definitely travel back in time in the future.

It's really a headache. In this way, past and future actions are mutually causal, and one's own behavior is fixed into an unchangeable fate - fortunately, I am an outsider in this world, so I don't have to cause a farce of traveling through time and space and being unable to be born.

Chen Mo held his forehead with his hand: "I see, the more information I send after traveling through time, the greater the impact on my current actions.

Itomori, what impact will time travel have on the future? Will it lead to a fixed ending and convergence of world lines, or will there be a butterfly effect that throws the future into chaos?

Itomori confidently expressed his stupidity: "I don't understand."

Chen Mo: "You're kidding me, don't you understand? Didn't you cause Taki and Mitsuha's souls to swap after three years? And how did you do that to change the outcome of Itomori's annihilation? How did you do it then?"

Itomori: "You think too highly of me. I simply activated my power. The subsequent changes in the timeline are not something I can decide. The specific circumstances may only be known by the will of the world."

"Even a god-waste like you has to have a limit!"

“Private Marseille~”

-

Facing this god who said, "I'm just a piece of trash, what can you do to me?", Chen Mo was helpless against this useless guy.

He sighed, pinched Itomori's ear and said, "I don't ask for anything else. Can you just recall what happened three hundred years ago? Don't tell me you can't even tell a story."

Try not to know your own information, but Itomori is indeed an existence that has lived from that time to the present. Whether he traveled through time or not, it does not affect your inquiry into the truth about the fall of the Japanese gods three hundred years ago.

Itomori: "Actually, I'm not really sure. I'm just a small god from a remote place. I've only survived with your help.

At that time, I heard from several big monsters that a big war had broken out in the west, and I thought the war would not spread to my place, so I didn't pay much attention to it.

As a result, that day the earth veins suddenly broke off, and a group of giant dragons emerged from the sky and attacked everywhere, fighting with various gods and monsters.

Then Takama-ga-hara fell, and I was nearly captured by a group of dragons. In the end, you suddenly appeared and hid me."

Chen Mo: "A bunch of giant dragons appeared? Did you see their leader?"

Itomori recalled with lingering fear, "I remember, I remember it very clearly, that fellow who was known as the Supreme, his name was... what was it? I can't remember it suddenly.

It was that Supreme Being who tore apart space and time with a single spell, instantly slaying all the strongest gods! I was watching from a distance and immediately ran away. Luckily, I was weak enough that he didn't chase me, otherwise I wouldn't have survived to see you!

Chen Mo felt a flash of inspiration, and the clues in his mind connected together:

This guy, most likely a planeswalker, is a supreme being stripped of his name, skilled in using mind magic, and loves to play large-scale conspiracies. He has an almost crazy obsession with the power he has lost, is hopelessly arrogant, and his true form seems to be a giant dragon...

There are also Egyptian runes, red, blue and black color characteristics, and most importantly - the spiritual gem that was broken into two halves. All the clues come together, and the true identity of the Nameless Supreme is about to be revealed.

Chen Mo: "Is that Supreme being a slender, gigantic dragon with golden scales?"

Itomori nodded repeatedly: "Yes!"

Chen Mo: "Then, the shape of its dragon horns is very unique. They bend to the sides and then stand upright at the top, forming an arch. And in the middle of the arch is a gem floating?"

Itomori: "Wow, you're absolutely right."

Chen Mo laughed and slapped his thigh. "I've always said that the things we encounter in this world always give us a sense of déjà vu.

Damn, it's you, Nicol Bolas!"

-

Nicol Bolas, an elder dragon who has lived for over 20,000 years, is the oldest and most powerful planeswalker known, one of the so-called "three great evils of the multiverse," and has diligently committed evil from the beginning of Magic's storyline to its current villain.

This guy, affectionately called "Old Dragon" by players, has done things including but not limited to:

He started the Dragon War and ruled Dominaria for thousands of years.

The battle with the Leviathan Planeswalker created a time rift, indirectly leading to the disaster of the collapse of the universe;

He caused chaos on the plane of Alara, provoked the war between humans and gods on the plane of Shenhe, and secretly guided the Eldrazi to escape from trouble on the plane of Zendikar;

On the plane of Amonkhet, he killed the natives until only babies were left, brainwashed and controlled the gods, and then turned the entire plane into a training base for his army;

Its biggest achievement was planning the "War of the Spark" event, through a series of conspiracies and tricks,

He activated the Immortal Sun, which could seal off time and space, trapping the planeswalkers on Ravnica and nearly wiping them all out, devouring their sparks and power.