The silver dragon hung high in the sky, its posture high and mighty. Its pair of already wide Time Dragon Wings continued to grow even after its body stopped expanding. In just a few breaths, it had already enveloped the sky and blocked out the sun.
The entire surface of the sea reflected Garen's Time Dragon Wings.
At the same time.
On the Dragon Wings of Time, which were like the sky, a ring-like pattern began to rotate.
The river of time was stirred up by the waves, and the waves rose and fell. At the same time, with the place where the two Metal Dragon Gods were fighting as the center, a formless vortex that could not be seen with the naked eye gradually formed. The past, the present, and the future were mixed together, gradually forming an endless loop of time.
Similarly, Garen could not tell which one was the Faceless King.
However, it didn't matter if he couldn't.
