<h4>Chapter 199: Timus’s Change</h4>


    “It’s only 200 years. Are you that anxious?” Arthas looked at Ragnaros in surprise.


    200 years was not a long time for a god. Could it be that Ragnaros could not even wait for such a short amount of time?


    However, Ragnaros nodded solemnly and said through gritted teeth,


    “That’s right, I can’t wait for him to die!”


    The reason for his anxiousness was partly due to hatred.


    However, more importantly, he had to resolve this matter as soon as possible.


    Otherwise, if Timus really became a god, Ragnaros would get into great trouble.


    Ragnaros could not afford this trouble.


    Arthas understood this principle.


    As one of the three strongest gods in the divine realm, Ragnaros also had many believers in the lower realm.


    Building a good rtionship with Ragnaros was also very beneficial for Arthas.


    “Okay, I’ll go tomorrow.”


    After saying this, Arthas prepared to leave.


    Ragnaros did not have any objections.


    Although for the lower realm, Arthas’s tomorrow might take a year.


    Though for Ragnaros, it was just one day.


    He could still wait for one day.


    “Okay, then I’ll leave it to you. I’ll never forget your help.”


    The God of Death, Arthas walked into the magic circle slowly and said goodbye with a smile.


    “It’s just a human. Don’t worry.”


    Arthas was originally unwilling to personally take action.


    Though, since Ragnaros had spoken, he could only choose to help.


    After all, among the three strongest gods in the divine realm, the God of Light and the God of Death had always been on bad terms.


    Moreover, the God of War was a violent maniac.


    If Arthas wanted to find teammates, Ragnaros was his best choice.


    This time, he had helped Ragnaros, so he had essentially confirmed his own team.


    Furthermore, Ragnaros would definitely not mistreat Arthas.


    Thinking of this, Arthas had already decided on the next n.


    ..


    Lower realm, Second World.


    “It’s time to go,” Mike said softly.


    Timus nodded and did not say anything. He just followed quietly.


    “Why? You seem to be in a bad mood?”


    Mike smiled at the young Timus and could not help but ask.


    Timus frowned slightly and looked at his teacher with aplicated expression.


    “Perhaps my mood is not the best, but I don’t know why…”


    He turned his head again to look at thend in front of him and sighed.


    Originally, the Volk in was full of lush grass.


    There were many weeds that grew taller than people.


    Now, a huge fire had turned this ce into barren drynd.


    Even the roots had been burned away.


    From now on, there would be no Volk Grasnd in the world, only the Volk in.


    Timus frowned and said with his head lowered,


    “In the past, I never thought that fighting and killing are a problem.


    “Even if someone bleeds and dies, these would not make me feel ufortable.


    “But this time… I actually feel sad because of a lifelessnd.


    “Why…?”


    Mike was also silent.


    He followed Timus’s direction and looked at thend in a daze.


    This scene seemed to ovep with a certain scene in the game’s Second World.


    After a moment, he came to Timus’s side, patted his shoulder, and said,


    “Do you still remember what I asked you to do in Violet Valley?”


    Timus turned his head to look at Mike in confusion, nodded, and asked,


    “Of course I remember. You asked me to go up and down the mountain a hundred times. Why?”


    “Is that all? Is there nothing else?” Mike reminded.


    “You also asked me not to destroy those nts…” At this point, Timus widened his eyes.


    He looked at the barend again and suddenly said,


    “I understand.


    “nts are also alive. Thend is also alive.


    “The reason why I feel sad is that thisnd has been hurt.”


    Timus’s eyes moved slightly as if he was surprised by his own reaction.


    He suddenly felt different.


    He was actually sad over a piece ofnd.


    All of this was because of his teacher.


    It was his teacher who had changed him.


    Moreover, he liked this change very much.


    He suddenly felt that his past self was very childish.


    He felt as if he had grown up.


    Timus turned to look at Mike and bowed solemnly.


    “Teacher, thank you for your teaching.”


    Mike nodded slightly and did not say anything.


    Actually, these words were not taught by Mike.


    If he had to say it, Timus’s teacher should have been himself.


    It was just another version of himself in another parallel world.


    It was really amazing.


    If Mike had note to this parallel world, what would this young Timus have be?


    No one knew the result.


    “Let’s go,” Mike said with a smile.


    “Please wait for a moment,” Timus suddenly said.


    “What’s wrong?”


    “Do you still have that sheepskin scroll?” Timus asked very seriously.


    Mike nodded. “Yes.”


    “Can you give me that sheepskin scroll?”


    Mike was slightly stunned. He took out the sheepskin scroll and nodded.


    At this moment, this sheepskin scroll waspletely different from before.


    Because he had summoned Ragnaros, the runes on the scroll had lost their magic power, so they had all disappeared.


    Now, this sheepskin scroll was just a sheepskin scroll.


    Mike handed this sheepskin scroll to Timus and asked,


    “What do you want this sheepskin scroll for? Now that its runes have lost their magic power, it has be an ordinary scroll.”


    “Yes, I know.”


    Timus carefully put the sheepskin scroll into his arms and rubbed his head with a simple smile.


    “I just want to use this scroll to remember teacher’s teachings.”


    Hearing this, Mike rolled his eyes.


    Teachings?


    Don’t joke around.


    He did not care much about this matter. Mike only wanted to hurry to the Centaur tribe.


    Perhaps the Centaur tribe could use some method to send Mike back.


    He had to try this out to confirm it.


    “Alright, alright, let’s go. Stop wasting time.”


    Mike urged him and walked straight ahead.


    Although this world was a little different from the Second World in the game, the terrain was still the same.


    It was not difficult for him to return to the Centaur tribe.


    Timus quickly followed, afraid that he would get lost.


    He still wanted to learn more from his teacher.


    Whether it was in terms ofbat or life, he felt that his teacher had benefited him greatly.


    The journey was not far, and they did not encounter any difficulties.


    However, when they arrived at the Centaur tribe, they were utterly shocked.


    The Centaur tribe’s vige was covered in blood!


    What happened?!