Super God Gene

“If my opponents are as stupid as the floating butcher, forcing them to fight my horns hard, then my body is pretty good.” Hanson looked at the floating butcher who turned into a bloody mist and mocked himself.

Elder Floating knows that if he doesn't resist, Hanson can't kill him at all, and doesn't know how he feels about it.

It is precisely because the floating butcher first sacrificed the power to suppress Hansen in the sky and then fought the power of the forced outbreak of space-time crack beads that inspired the natural reaction of the forces in Hansen's body.

If the floating butcher fled honestly, couldn't fight back, scolded back, and now this body is trying to kill him, it's not easy.

Unfortunately, whoever could have imagined it, desperately wanted to live, ended up killing himself.

Floating Elder is not a border-breaking beast, killing him did not get the border-breaking gene, Hanson looked around, an hour has not yet arrived, those stone clocks are still spinning.

But now, for Hanson, there is no point, his body is not afraid of the power of time, and the day, though big, is nowhere to go.

“Unfortunately, I still can't tell which stone clock is the clock of day, and I still have to wait for them to stop before experimenting.” Hanson thought, "Sol's not going anywhere, just wait here for the end of the time rotation.

Soon, the one-hour rotation will be over, and there will be no more abnormal changes in time flow rates in the next hour.

Hanson walked to his nearest hour hand and carefully weighed the pointer.

An Alliance clock typically has three hands, a clock, a minute, and a second hand, and each of these stone clocks on a day has only one pointer, not a second and a minute, and not a clock, which, to be precise, is supposed to be the hour, and every time you walk a grid represents one hour, or two hours.

All stone clocks are the same, but now all stone clock pointers are still.

The stone pointer doesn't look very sophisticated. It has a lot of natural pit dots on it and a smooth expression. It seems to have an uncoordinated feeling with a high-precision object like a clock, but it has an old-fashioned rhyme.

Hanson reached out and touched the giant stone pointer, suddenly feeling a chill on the skin of his fingers.

This coolness is actually just the temperature of the stone itself. If it was before, Hanson's flesh would not feel so clear, he would have to rely on the cave air field to sense it, because the stronger the flesh, the less sensitive it would be.

Like those who practice boxing, their fists are hard and they become calluses, and their fists are less sensitive to temperature and pain than normal people.

With such a powerful body, Hansen still feels very acute, even more acute than before, and with all the sensory abilities outside, he only feels no power flow, which makes Hansen a little depressed.

Press your hands against the pointer and Hanson pushes the stone pointer clockwise with all his strength.

According to the ancient magic, if it were a common stone clock, the pointer could not be pushed even if it was broken. If it's the clock of day, it could be pushed.

Hanson had some doubts about the ancient magic. But the ancient demon explained it reasonably, so Hanson chose to believe him.

According to the ancient demons, ordinary stone clocks are connected to the rules of the day of time, moving one shot and pulling the whole body, pushing a pointer, is tantamount to pushing the rule power of the day of the whole time, even if Qin Xiu came, it is not necessarily possible to push.

And the clock of the day itself is the elf of the day, and only it can change the rule power of the day at will, so only it can be pushed alone.

It depends, of course, on whether the clock is willing to be pushed, and if it is lazy enough to ignore you, it can still not be pushed.

“In the end, it's all a lucky job.” Hanson has some grudges, and he really doesn't like to take chances, because he's never had much luck.

Hanson pushed hard and only heard a click. The giant stone pointer actually moved by hand. Hanson pushed it a distance, and the time nearby suddenly passed the distance that Hanson pushed.

“How lucky I am to find the clock of heaven all of a sudden?” Hanson was overjoyed and tried to push again. He didn't use much energy, and he pushed the pointer for a distance.

“Ha ha, my luck has finally arrived. Ancient demon, Ancient demon, you are unwilling, unwilling to go with me, but now I have found the clock of the heavens first, looking back at you without regret.” Hansen excitedly wanted to look up to the sky and smile. He had been mixing for so long that he finally touched the first prize.

After being happy, Hanson made another mistake, and even if he found the clock, he didn't know how to overcome it.

“The clock of heaven is an elf born in the day of time, and it's actually a creature similar to the heavens, and it should possess a very high level of wisdom.” Hanson looked at the stone pointer and said to the pointer: “If you submit to me, I will protect your life without fear, otherwise don't blame me for my harsh hands, lightly break your pointer, and weigh directly on your soul...”

Hansen Weiwei seduced him for a while, his mouth was about to grind fast, but the stone clock didn't respond at all.

“If you don't move, you don't know what regret is.” Hanson was about to push the pointer again, and suddenly there was another movement in his mind: “Wait, isn't that the ancient demon kid lying to me? In fact, all the pointers of the stone clock can push? ”

Though it seems unlikely, because the ancient demons say it is true that the pointer of the stone clock is linked to the rule of the day and should not in theory be able to push it forward.

However, Hanson was somewhat suspicious. After weighing in his eyes, he stood up towards a nearby stone clock, and he wanted to see if the other stone clock pointers could push.

Before reaching that football field size stone clock, Hanson didn't hesitate either, and just reached over the stone pointer and pushed it hard.

Under this push, a pointer like a stone beam was pushed out of Hanson for a good distance, and the time flow rate in the whole area accelerated, almost as if it had skipped a while.

“I go, that bastard of the ancient demons, how dare you lie to me? But you really shouldn't. How could you push it?” Hanson wondered that he still felt that the stone pointer should not be pushed, but the fact was in front of him, and he had to believe it.

Hanson was about to get up in trouble with the ancient demons, but suddenly he heard an exciting voice not far away: "The clock of heaven... I finally found the clock of heaven...”

Hanson turned his head slightly and saw only one person staring at the stone pointer pushed by him. Apparently, that person identified Hanson's men as the clock of heaven.