Grasping the Time Scepter and riding the Formless Dragon Bard, Liszt concealed himself at the boundary of matter, meanwhile fumbling with the scepter in his hands to figure out its use. The Time Diamond, sparkling with seven colors, was quite peculiar; it could not be activated with Dou Qi at all. Whenever magic power approached its surface, it would slowly dissipate.
It was as if eternal magic of time had been condensed.
But since it had been made into a piece of magic equipment, there must be a way to control it.
"I wonder how big the Twilight Dragon is. It must be much larger than the Formless Dragon, right? After all, the Time Diamond it produced is as big as a fist, while the space gemstone produced by the Formless Dragon is only as big as a fingernail," Liszt thought, his mind wandering as he shook the scepter in his hand.
