Real World, in an inconspicuous corner of the auction room.
Black Cocoon wrapped himself completely in a transparent cocoon, hanging motionlessly from the ceiling.
His gaze fell on the suddenly appearing Ghost Bell, and with interest, he raised his eyebrows, thinking to himself that the old man indeed came, but he couldn't possibly take on everyone alone, right? Even if he's a Time Series Power User, as a Quasi-Calamity, he does have limits.
So... I need to find a way to help him find a breakthrough during this time.
At this moment, before the man in the black cloak and Z-mask caught the group's eyes:
——First was a massive clock tower.
This four-meter-tall clock tower stood like a black giant in front of Blue Arc, the hour hand moving quickly, finally stopping above "12 o'clock".
In the deafening bell sound, the whole world seemed to pause for a second.
