Zhao Guanlan laughed wickedly, his face overwhelmingly handsome, yet the sight of him was unsettling, making one want to smash his dog face on the spot.
"The âSupreme Godâ itâs speaking of..."
His expression was odd, and in a mischievous and relaxed tone, speaking perfect Mandarin in a broadcasterâs accent, he said, "This term, actually, I really like it."
"But... âGod of Timeâ?"
"Perhaps Ma Ran truly has this potential."
"Iâm not talking about his superpower âLimited Foreknowledgeâ."
"His âTime Talentâ..."
"Far exceeds your imagination."
Upon hearing this, both Su Qiangwei, who had just displayed divine presence, and Ogata Shitou, who had always been low-profile, couldnât help but focus their attention on Ma Ran.
Regardless of the actual combat power of Profound Immortal Zhao Guanlan, at least he was the third-generation ruler of Cangming Star.
Whether he did good or bad, at least he once toyed with all lives, manipulating everyone on Cangming Star within his palm.
Comments from such a person carry some degree of persuasion.
Zhao Guanlanâs words shifted the focus of everyoneâs attention.
"Time...isnât this just another term for time?"
"Itâs said that as long as a personâs movement speed exceeds the speed of light, they can return to the past, but that can only be called a âTime Reverse Flowâ talent, not a Time Talent!"
"I know, youâre talking about someone like a Flash from a certain American comic! Such capability...is already strong! Could this Ma Ran be even stronger?"
"Perhaps! Who can say for sure? After all...the world changes quickly, who knew half a year ago there would be so many aliens coming to Earth?"
"True...Talent is after all just talent, and turning it into actual combat power requires a lot of time. And time is precisely what Earthlings currently lack."
"Is that so? Donât you know Profound Immortalâs reputation? Heâs a big liar! Making up stories without a script! Do you believe his words? I certainly donât!"
"You clearly only know a little, like a half-filled bottle making noise. You take a bit of gossip as truth. Profound Immortal sir, though he likes to joke in daily life, whatever he says in serious occasions, he always follows through on!"
"Right...thinking back, when Zhao Guanlan said that people within Profound Immortal Teamâs domain were under his protection, so during the Sea Demon calamity, Feng Yuji killed over thirty thousand people from Nagasaki to Yamaguchi, and was finally stopped and completely annihilated by Profound Immortal sir in Yamaguchi Prefecture!"
"Damn! The more Japanese that die, the better! I donât even know why we saved them!"
"Absolutely right! During the Sea Demon calamity, I was watching the live broadcast, happily drank twelve cans of beer and ate three portions of sweet and spicy fried chicken!"
"Itâs a pity Japan hasnât been exterminated, my friend!"
"Keep it down! The Yin Yang Master Ogata Shitou is also here! Be careful of his revenge!"
The discussions among the audience and Extraordinary Ones did not cause Ma Ran to have the slightest emotional fluctuation.
Controlling time, Time Talent...
These are just the foreshadowing given in advance.
After all, with such abilities, just thinking about it, you know, that for the Play ability to successfully feedback, there must be a large number of quality audience, for any chance of success.
In this situation, a preview and warm-up are quite meaningful.
The gimmick named âTime Talentâ will become a topic of conversation among those present.
The so-called secret, once known by more than one person, can no longer be called a secret.
It spreads from one to ten, ten to a hundred!
It wonât take long before all Earthlings know the Prophet possesses the Supreme âTime Talent,â capable of at certain times, even altering the past and changing the future.
Some will question, some will trust without reservation, and some will remain skeptical.
Just like the audience here.
The so-called "certain time" might come shortly, or it might require a considerable time.
All this depends on Ma Ranâs performance.
If his script can resolve all crises almost unscathed like the A3 District, Demon Mountain battle, Grass Hut Battle, or Eternal Expedition...
Then, this time node will need a very long time to come.
If his script effect, like the Sea Demon calamity, only succeeded in reducing casualty figures to one-twentieth of what it was, then...
This time node will probably come very soon.
After all, when humanity is in the depths of despair, they will spare no cost to grasp any straw.
At the most dangerous juncture, naturally someone will remember the Prophetâs âTime Talentâ and willingly become a pawner of it, promote it, and from the bottom of their heart, believe and accept, swear that Ma Ran has truly mastered the ability to manipulate time and alter the past.
Why not?
After all, as of now, Ma Ranâs Extraordinary Talent has grown to be thousands, ten thousand times that of ordinary geniuses.
And as time goes on, this talent seems to get stronger and stronger.
If anyone can save the world, it will inevitably be Ma Ran who has mastered the âTime Talentâ!
Of course.
There are also some who, until their death, absolutely refuse to place their hope in Ma Ran, refuse to believe in his performance.
That group is a rather large demographic.
Ninety-nine percent of these people all worship God Gray.
Centuries of faith, after Gray demonstrated all the abilities described in the Old and New Testaments of the Bible, became his dominion.
This is something Ma Ran is very clear about.
God Gray, having been outwitted by capital before, overusing his abilities, led to severe Superpower Erosion, and now his thoughts have become deified.
In South Korea, after the matter with the Chuanke civilization is settled, Earth will enter the first phase of the Extraordinary Great Era under Ma Ranâs arrangement â âThe Rise of the Godsâ period.
Deified mind God Gray, believes in the singularity of deities, sees himself as the only True God, all other gods as false.
So...
Conflict and contradiction naturally exist.
A war will surely erupt!
God Grayâs believers will also become Ma Ranâs audience.
"Guys... sorry, I lost my composure just now."
Park Yong-jun, embarrassed from his earlier mistake, took the chance to sneak into the lounge, changed his clothes, then returned to the scene, giving an apologetic look to the delegation.
Park Yong-jun scratched his head, "Originally, here in South Korea, I was unbeatable, so I thought I was strong, the strongest."
"But now, not only defeated by the Martial God in one move, but I also didnât even have the courage to confront the Prophet."
"So, my mental state got unbalanced just now."
Admitting mistakes and correcting them, this is not something associated with a South Korean.
Under normal circumstances, a South Korean in this situation would act rashly, deny everything, turn back on their statements, and self-promote, claiming theyâve already won.
But now, after being defeated, Park Yong-jun has shed some arrogance, becoming a unique presence amongst South Koreans.
Jin Yina glanced at him indifferently and shook her head, "Leave the rest to me."
Saying this, a female Extraordinary One standing behind her clapped her hands.
Clap! Clap!
Buzz!
An invisible and intangible sphere expanded.
All the South Korean audience and Extraordinary Ones present were repelled, teleported outside the KR Extraordinary Comprehensive Competition Venue within two breaths.
Jin Yina ignored the bewildered Park Yong-jun, her gaze landing on Ma Ran and Su Qiangwei, "The agreed time from before now only has fifty minutes left."