Chapter 503

Breaking in to take a look, the surroundings were all metal walls. Within sight, a black policeman wearing a khaki uniform was spreading his arms, just like the suffering Jesus, only there was nothing binding his body.

"Death?" Ye Nan asked cautiously. The psychic power he had just extended was bounced back the moment it touched this Death, so he could not confirm whether this person was truly Death.

"It's me." Death raised his head, saw Ye Nan, and a wry smile flashed across his face, "I didn't expect to see you in this way, I..."

"Don't be busy saying other things." Ye Nan interrupted Death, "You tell me, how did you and I meet, where did we meet, at what time, at what location?"

"It was on the way to the concentration camp, at that time I passed through..." Death said everything about how he met Ye Nan and when he started paying attention to Ye Nan, and it was not a bit different from what was in Ye Nan's memory.

"It really is Death." Ye Nan said with a slight apology, "Sorry, you being imprisoned here is truly somewhat unbelievable, and looking at your appearance, it doesn't look like you are being imprisoned, so..."

Ye Nan did not say the rest of his words, but Death understood what Ye Nan was referring to. He smiled wryly and said: "I also know that my current appearance is very suspicious, but I am truly trapped."

Upon hearing this, Ye Nan was noncommittal. He clawed at the ground, forcibly gouged a piece of iron out of the floor, then extended his psychic power to forcibly compress the iron block, shaping it into the appearance of a rod, and then handed it over, waving it left and right on Death's body.

As long as the slightest abnormality appeared, he would throw the rod in his hand.

"No need to test anymore." Seeing Ye Nan's actions, the wry smile on Death's face became even more pronounced, "I am truly trapped."

"Is that so?" Ye Nan said noncommittally. He was still testing Death's body, not just his body, but also in front of him; he tested every single spot. Except for his psychic power being inexplicably bounced back, there was no abnormality here.

After confirming that there were no binding things around Death or on his body, Ye Nan threw away the iron rod in his hand, "I need an explanation."

"How should I put it." Death only felt that his mouth was very bitter. He was like the suffering Jesus, with both hands and feet spread open; the difference was that there was no cross behind him, and there were no chains on his body.

"I am truly trapped, but what traps me is something you cannot understand."

"Let's hear it." Ye Nan did not let Death off just because he seemed sincere; he still remembered how Death had deceived him back then, so he remained vigilant toward Death.

"Time strings, have you heard of them?" Seeing that Ye Nan still did not believe him, Death had no choice but to bite the bullet and explain.

"Countless time particles gather together, forming a string-like body under their mutual gravity, like a rubber band; this is a time string."

"And I am trapped by this time string. You can also understand it as me being trapped by time."

Regarding time strings, Death himself did not understand them very well; after all, he specialized in the rules of fate, not the rules of time.

"Trapped by time?" Ye Nan imagined in his mind time strings trapping Death. Soon, a new doubt arose, "Then tell me, which part exactly is the time string that traps you located?"

"Time is formless and qualityless; I cannot perceive it at all." The wry smile on Death's face grew thicker, "I'll tell you the truth, I cannot feel the existence of the time string, but I am truly and certainly bound by the time string and cannot move."

"Time is formless and qualityless. Since it is formless and qualityless, how can it talk about trapping you? Have you ever seen a person trapped by time?" Ye Nan did not agree with Death's explanation at all, "Since you say you are trapped, have you never thought about moving? You only need to move once, and you would be able to feel where the time string is."

Time is formless, but time gathered into time strings and trapped tangible matter, which meant it also had form. At the very least, Death should be able to feel which part was trapped.

It was just like Ye Nan condensing psychic power to form chains to trap others; although psychic power is invisible and untouchable, one can still feel it when trapping others.

For formless matter to interfere with the tangible, to a certain extent, it also becomes tangible, because only the tangible can interfere with the tangible. This is a rule of the universe and an unbreakable truth.

"Everything I said is true." Seeing that Ye Nan still refused to believe him, Death immediately became anxious, "Every word I said is the truth. If there is half a lie, let God send down punishment."

"You believe in God too?" Ye Nan sneered, "I will not believe in any oath without binding force. Unless you can produce evidence to prove that everything you said is true, I will believe you; otherwise, I will not believe you."

"Forget it." Death was like a deflated ball, suddenly losing all motivation, "Things like time strings, only when you personally sense them will you understand."

"I can understand it right now." Ye Nan picked up the iron rod again, and at the same time, psychic power extended from his body, forming a hook shape, while simultaneously compressing the iron rod to turn it into a hook.

"Death, offense taken."

Ye Nan grabbed the hook, hooked Death's body, and pulled hard toward his side, but to his surprise, Death's body did not move at all.

"So he really is bound?" Ye Nan thought to himself, simultaneously increasing the force in his hand, but Death remained indifferent; he was like a sculpture, connected to the earth.

"Now I believe you." Ye Nan threw the hook in his hand away and said: "Speak, how were you trapped here?"

"I was following the master's order to find that guy, but I didn't expect that after some conversation, he trapped me here. I have been trapped for a month." When mentioning that guy, a trace of fear flashed across Death's face involuntarily.

That kind of power had already surpassed his cognition; he simply could not understand how powerful that level of power was. He only knew that that power was very strong and very terrifying.

"Who is he? What are you looking for him for? Tell me all of this." A series of questions spilled out of Ye Nan's mouth.

"He is the master of the Zerg, a person chosen by the master just like you, but after he obtained power, he betrayed the master." Death said: "As for why I came to find him, it's very simple: I wanted to ask him to help save the master."

"The master of the Zerg?" Ye Nan was shocked in his heart, then asked, "Is he here?"

"No, he is not here. In fact, I cannot find his true body at all, but I only need to find a Brain Bug to communicate with him; all Brain Bugs are his subordinates."

"He's not here?" Ye Nan breathed a light sigh of relief. The master of the Zerg—judging by the current situation, his power was something Ye Nan could not match. Not to mention anything else, just the time string alone—Ye Nan could not even understand it, let alone break it. That power which surpassed the rules made Ye Nan feel like he had nowhere to start; this was a bewilderment formed by the vast gap in power.

"Yes, this guy is very cunning. No one knows his hiding place at all. Perhaps he is not even in this dimensional universe, who knows." Death said.

"The Time Web runs through the entire multiverse. It can be said that it is the only eternally existing channel. Through it, one can talk to creatures in any dimensional universe at will."

"Time Web, multiverse." Two new terms were uttered from Death's mouth and entered Ye Nan's ears, adding two terms to Ye Nan's knowledge base.

"That's right, the universe you are in is a dimensional universe. Countless dimensional universes are woven into a multiverse, and the Time Web is a web-like thing that covers the entire multiverse. This Time Web is composed of time strings; time particles, when gathered together, are time strings."

"And I am trapped by a time string. It can be said that I am trapped by the Time Web, just like a moth that has fallen into a spider web; as long as he flicks it lightly, I will die without a burial place."

"How can I save you?" Ye Nan pondered.

"Break the Time Web." Death said without hesitation, "As long as you break the Time Web, I can get rid of the time string."

"How to break it?" Ye Nan asked again.

"With absolute power, forcibly blast open a space-time wormhole." Speaking of this, Death was stunned, and his originally high spirits also sank, "Your power is not enough to break the Time Web."

The Time Web is formless and qualityless, covering the entire multiverse; wanting to break it is basically impossible.

"If you can, you can go to the Heart of the Galaxy to find my master. I hope my master can come to save me."

"Can he not perceive what is happening here?" Ye Nan became suspicious again. Although that existence was sealed, judging from his past performance, he could still transmit energy through the seal and even extend his own will. But how could he not know that his servant was trapped by a time string?

"Unless he also cannot break the time string." A thought popped up in Ye Nan's heart, and then he smiled, "How is that possible? He is the existence who slapped the Chaos Evil God down with one palm; how could he not be able to slap away a time string?"

Although he thought this way, the thought that popped up in his heart took root in Ye Nan's heart.

All along, that existence had been a mountain on top of his head, pressing him until he couldn't breathe. From the surface, he was omniscient and omnipotent, able to travel through the universe at will. This kind of power made Ye Nan feel fear, but now, this fear had dissipated. He knew he was not invincible, and he could also surpass him, just like the master of the Zerg. (To be continued.)