Chapter 290

: Deciphering the Patterns and the Desperate Counterattack The Mysterious Traveler completely disregarded the agonizing pain surging through his body like a tidal wave, his eyes locked dead on the bizarre and peculiar patterns etched into the crystal wall. These patterns resembled mysterious codes hidden within the long river of time. Though they appeared chaotically intertwined, they somehow followed some deeply profound and arcane order. Twisting and turning, deep and shallow, they looked like a mysterious map lost from ancient times, or perhaps a secret message written in obscure ancient runes, silently recounting a hidden history buried by time. His trembling fingers gently touched the patterns, as if caressing the very pulse of history, attempting to rely on his profound mastery of runes to sense the boundless power and implicit information contained within them. The moment his fingertips made contact with the patterns, a strange and ancient aura spread up his arm, reaching straight to the depths of his soul and sending a shiver through his entire body.