Chapter： 203 The Eternal and the Time Dragon
Future Brian turned his head, calmly gazing at the rejuvenated Harrison.
"Harrison... you were the first to make me taste the agony of severe injury. I never thought that, after more than a hundred years, I would have the chance to personally avenge myself."
Brian was slightly taken aback.
With these words, he was almost certain that this future Brian indeed came from his own timeline; otherwise, he wouldn't have said such a thing.
"Is my future already predestined?"
Brian's mind was somewhat dazed.
For a moment, he felt a lack of motivation, a desire to just give up and lie down.
After all, if the future was already set, what was the point of striving for it?
At the same time, it seemed that future Brian saw through Brian's thoughts.
He didn't speak, but his voice resonated directly in Brian's mind through a psychic ability.
"The future is never set in stone."
"Your choices determine your future."
"I come from a future where you made all the right choices. As for you now... the future is still full of uncertainties."
I see... Brian's eyes regained their sparkle, and he looked at future Brian with a hint of gratitude.
If he really gave up, he might end up dead in some future.
Perhaps, in different timelines, there really was a version of himself that chose to give up and lie down... Brian thought to himself.
Boom!
Future Brian's Dragon Wings flapped, and in an instant, he was hovering a thousand meters in the air. The brilliant platinum Dragon's Eyes looked down at Harrison from above.
Seeing this, Brian shook his head, dispelling his distracting thoughts, and looked over while calming his mind.
On the high wall, surrounded by endless deathly aura, Harrison's expression kept changing.
Sometimes arrogant, sometimes cautious, sometimes despairing, sometimes terrified... as if he had a thousand faces.
"I am Harrison... no, I am Isaiah, the Nine-Ring Illusionist Mage."
"No, no, I am Eisenhower, a knight of the Golden Alliance's Griffin Knights..."
"No... I am..."
Harrison's expression and gaze kept changing, and finally, he painfully clutched his head, veins bulging on his forehead, uttering incoherent and meaningless words.
It seemed that recklessly absorbing so much life essence and souls in such a short time was too much, even for the mind of a legendary Spellcaster.
However, among the many memories and consciousnesses, the strongest and most ferocious was undoubtedly Harrison himself.
Future Brian seemed unwilling to strike at such a confused Harrison. He waited quietly.
At this moment, only two high-ranking Spellcasters of the Golden Alliance remained.
One was the Spellcaster who had initially cast the Eight-Ring Conjuration and was the first to take action, and the other was a Seven-Ring Transmutation Mage.
Although they were still struggling under the assault of numerous high-level undead creatures, they managed to divert some attention to look in awe and reverence at the hundred-meter dragon in the sky and the unharmed Brian below.
"Great Time Dragon, please save us!"
"We are willing to offer knowledge and wealth in exchange for your help!"
The two high-ranking Spellcasters shouted, as if grasping at a lifeline.
Future Brian's gaze was like a deep pool, without any ripples, ignoring the pleas of the two high-ranking Spellcasters.
Brian himself, however, had a slight change in his expression and said in a deep voice, "Life is far more precious than these offerings. Swear allegiance to the Eternal and Time Dragon for ten years, and I will help you out of this predicament."
When he wanted the two high-ranking Spellcasters to swear to the God of Light, future Brian's voice suddenly echoed in his mind, telling Brian that they could swear directly in the name of the Eternal and Time Dragon.
This title was held by the future Brian, whose power in all timelines was already comparable to that of a deity.
And it was held collectively.
Those who broke their oath would have their existence erased from the River of Time by the Eternal and Time Dragon.
Ten years for humans is neither a short nor a long time. In a moment of life and death, the two high-ranking Spellcasters hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement simultaneously, "Lord Brian, we swear by the name of the Eternal and Time Dragon to serve you for ten years!"
