Chapitre 854: The Mystic Art That Repairs Fate And Destiny

Previously when William came here in the past, he thought about someone and a wheel corresponding to him appeared. But when he thought about this world, a world of wheels appeared and drew closer to him.

His wheel was around ten metres in diameter, and it started growing. But against all the incoming wheels, an endless number of him to fill the entire world around, his seemed to be minute and insignificant.

William tried to control his anxiety and thoughts, waited for the grand scene of wheels to come closer. They started to get connected with his wheel, one by one, then in groups and batches.

The scene was indeed breathtaking, with his wheel starting to grow, form other copies of it that started to make levels upon levels underneath his feet. The speed of his wheel rotation decreased drastically, but it never stopped.

William didn't know that if his wheel stopped rotating, he'd die! The proof he was alive was for his wheel to move, even if it moved at such snail-like speed.