Although he hadn't directly sent the arrow through, at least it proved that his hypothesis was correct.
The arrow had been accelerated to an absurd speed through the TNT explosion, allowing it to instantly cross part of the temporal barrier.
For example, if an arrow would normally need a million years to pass through the temporal barrier, then with TNT acceleration, perhaps it could instantly cross eight hundred thousand years' worth of distance, leaving only the remaining two hundred thousand years to finish the journey.
"Never thought I'd have to relearn math after all this ti… Let the weight of an arrow be…"
....
No one knew how much ti had passed, but the entire Malfoy family estate, from top to bottom and inside out, had been covered in dense redstone circuitry and machinery.
anwhile, Kasenhis lay inside a pool, fully equipped in enchanted Netherite armor. As long as he pulled the lever beside him, every redstone machine across the entire Malfoy Manor would activate. Overloaded TNT would instantly appear inside the pool and then explode after a delay.
Then, after repeating this overloaded TNT spawning process around sixty-two tis, all the accumulated TNT would detonate within a single millisecond, giving Kasenhis an extre burst of acceleration that might allow him to instantly break through the range of the temporal barrier.
As for what would happen if he failed to escape… even getting blown to death was better than staying trapped here, wasn't it?
Besides, the amount of TNT he had prepared would only increase the chances of blowing himself apart completely. There was no way it would lack enough kinetic force and leave him stuck halfway inside the temporal barrier like that poor arrow.
That would be truly miserable.
He took a deep breath and lay calmly in the pool before suddenly pulling down the lever beside him.
As the redstone machinery throughout the entire Malfoy Manor roared to life, massive amounts of TNT were ignited and swept into the small pool by flowing water. Every new batch that rushed in ca with another rustling sound.
As the sixty-second rustling sound rang out, Kasenhis took another deep breath while silently praying that this would either end in success or death.
Either he escaped successfully, or he got blown to pieces.
Anything was better than getting stuck inside the temporal barrier...
May the Power of "I Reckon" bless !
Boom!
A terrifying shockwave exploded underwater, then, through the unique properties of the pool, spread evenly across every inch of Kasenhis's body.
He felt himself being irresistibly pushed forward.
Then he touched the temporal barrier.
He experienced a bizarre sense of sluggish resistance. In an instant, all color vanished from his vision, leaving only endless gray darkness, yet he could still sense that he was moving at incredible speed.
As for exactly how fast…
Forgive him for having no real concept of it.
He could only say that even the fastest aircraft on this planet was laughably slow compared to him.
No—not just this planet.
Perhaps, at this very mont, there was nothing faster than him in the entire universe.
He might truly have surpassed the speed of light.
Otherwise, why was all he could see complete darkness?
Because even light itself could no longer catch up to him. Those rays of light could never reach his retinas, so naturally, he couldn't see any colors—only endless void.
But very soon, he felt another even stranger sensation.
It was as though he had been torn into two halves.
His upper body suddenly beca free, and light once more flooded into his eyes. Then, an instant later, he felt the existence of his lower body again.
Only then did he finally see what the "ti matrix" Voldemort had ntioned actually was.
One after another, countless Ti-Turners floated throughout the entire space. So accelerated ti, so slowed it, so traveled into the future, and so returned to the past.
Together, they ford a relatively stable temporal matrix.
At that mont, he curiously raised his head, wanting to see where he was about to fly toward.
Then he saw another blue light curtain far in the distance.
It looked like another temporal barrier.
Kasenhis was instantly horrified.
He hurriedly adjusted his posture from flying sideways to flying upright, then used the power of the Creator on the spot to instantly construct a wall in front of himself thicker than the combined area of the entire Malfoy Manor.
Without any protection whatsoever, he slamd into it at terrifying speed, shattering the entire obsidian fortress into pieces.
As for Kasenhis, he was buried beneath the obsidian rubble.
Honestly speaking, ever since transmigrating into this blocky world, this was the most severely injured he had ever been.
And sohow, almost every ti, it was connected to that Voldemort...
"Tom... you really know how to screw people over!"
Grinding his teeth, Kasenhis pulled out a bottle of Instant Healing potion and brought it to his mouth before crushing the bottle with a crack.
At the mont, one of his arms was pinned beneath a massive chunk of obsidian, leaving him unable to pull it free.
So he could only drink the potion in such a crude way.
After managing to swallow perhaps one-tenth of the potion, Kasenhis's battered, dizzy brain finally regained so clarity.
He imdiately pulled out another Instant Healing potion—this ti a splash potion—and smashed it directly against his chest.
The healing effect this ti was far better than the tiny amount he had managed to drink earlier.
In an instant, feeling returned to his entire body. Then, with a sudden burst of force, he yanked his other arm out from beneath the boulder.
Although the arm he pulled free was a mangled ss of flesh, with half of it basically reduced to a skeletal arm, at least the bones were still there.
He downed more than ten additional bottles of Instant Healing and Health potions before finally returning to sothing resembling a normal human form.
The internal injuries from both the TNT and crashing into the obsidian still remained, but those were minor problems.
As long as he rested properly, he would recover eventually.
"Voldemort really knows how to make things difficult..."
Kasenhis took a deep breath. After muttering his complaint, he began examining the densely packed Ti-Turners in front of him.
He vaguely rembered either Professor Dumbledore or Professor McGonagall ntioning before that Ti-Turners couldn't simply be destroyed directly. Instead, their ti-adjusting hands had to be restored to their original positions.
Otherwise, the altered tiline couldn't be repaired. In worse cases, it could even cause temporal chaos within an entire region...
"Damn it, so this is another massive project."
After cursing under his breath, Kasenhis casually grabbed a nearby Ti-Turner floating in the air. Once he restored its hands to their original position, several other Ti-Turners connected to it through so special magic automatically reset as well.
"Oh? Looks like Voldemort never even considered the possibility that we'd fly out of the temporal barrier. Didn't leave any backup asures behind, huh?"
Watching the Ti-Turner matrix collapse like flowing sand as it was continuously undone, Kasenhis revealed a grin.
A short while later, as the final Ti-Turner's hands returned to their original position, every single Ti-Turner instantly turned into ash.
At the sa ti, Kasenhis himself was inevitably teleported by the Ender teleportation spell he had cast not long ago, sending him straight back to his office...
Still dazed, he looked at the redstone clock on his desk that one of the young wizards had gifted him.
"So from my perspective, only a few hours passed... but in reality, it's already freaking final exam season?"
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