Evil MC's NTR Harem

Chapter 1260 Chain



Chapter 1260: Chapter 1260 Chain


When they finally emerged and reunited with the people waiting outside, Ross’s wives and women quickly noticed something strange.


The world around them appeared exactly as they had left it.


The sun was still in nearly the same position. The surroundings were unchanged.


Even the people outside looked as though they had barely moved since Ross had brought them away.


At first, they were confused.


Then realization slowly dawned on them.


“Wait…”


“Something isn’t right.”


One of the women looked around before speaking in disbelief.


“How much time has passed?”


“Only one night,” someone answered.


The response instantly stunned them.


“What?”


“Only one night?”


“That’s impossible!”


“We spent an entire month with Ross!”


The women exchanged shocked glances.


For a moment, they even wondered if they had heard incorrectly.


A month.


They had clearly spent a whole month with Ross.


During that time, Ross had taken them over and over again.


He made them come rivers of love juices.


Yet according to everyone outside, less than a single day had passed.


The realization left them speechless.


“What kind of ability is this?”


“To think Ross can control time itself…”


“This is unbelievable.”


Their beautiful eyes widened with amazement.


As powerful ability users themselves, they understood better than most just how terrifying such an ability truly was.


A month of training in the time it took others to experience a single night.


A month of preparation before a battle.


A month of recovery after an injury.


A month to learn new techniques, comprehend laws, or refine treasures.


The more they thought about it, the more absurd it seemed.


Such an ability could completely overturn the balance of power in any place.


Even ancient gods would go mad with greed if they learned of it.


The women immediately lowered their voices.


They gathered closer together, speaking only in whispers.


“This secret cannot be revealed.”


“Absolutely not.”


“If our enemies discover this, they’ll stop at nothing to obtain it.”


“They would mobilize entire armies.”


“They might even target us to force Ross to reveal the secret.”


Everyone nodded in agreement.


Although they knew Ross was powerful, there was no reason to create unnecessary trouble.


In a universe filled with ambition, greed, and endless conflict, secrets like this were worth more than any treasure.


The women silently made a vow.


No matter what happened, they would protect this secret.


Ross observed their reactions and couldn’t help but chuckle.


To him, their concern was understandable.


But it was also unnecessary.


The women were protecting what they believed to be one of his greatest trump cards.


In reality, it was merely a small convenience.


Ross had long surpassed the level where such things mattered.


If his enemies somehow learned the truth, what then?


Would they challenge him?


Would they try to seize his treasures?


Would they attempt to threaten the people he cared about?


Ross almost laughed at the thought.


Those people would soon discover the difference between imagination and reality.


After all, Ross was no longer simply a powerful cultivator.


He was practically the owner of the multiverse itself.


Countless worlds existed beneath his authority.


Endless dimensions were connected to his domain.


Entire realities could be created or destroyed with a single thought.


The flow of time.


The laws of space.


The foundations of existence itself.


All of these were things Ross could influence.


Compared to the powers he truly possessed, allowing a month to pass inside a realm while only one night passed outside was hardly worth mentioning.


It was like a wealthy king being praised for owning a single gold coin.


The gap was simply too large.


As Ross looked toward the sky, countless stars reflected in his eyes.


The women followed his gaze.


Although they could not fully comprehend the extent of his power, they could sense the boundless confidence surrounding him.


It was the confidence of a man who stood above all things.


A man who had conquered every obstacle before him.


A man who feared nothing.


Ross smiled softly.


No matter how chaotic the future became, no matter how many enemies appeared, none of it truly concerned him.


If danger came, he would destroy it.


If enemies appeared, he would crush them.


If entire universes stood against him, he would simply reshape reality itself.


That was the level he had reached.


The women stared at him, their hearts filled with admiration.


Some looked at him with love.


Others with devotion.


A few with outright worship.


Because the longer they remained by his side, the more they realized that Ross was unlike any being they had ever encountered.


He was not merely extraordinary.


He was a miracle walking among mortals.


And despite possessing power beyond imagination, he still treated them with affection, protected them from harm, and shared his life with them.


That was why they loved him so deeply.


As they stood together beneath the open sky, surrounded by friends and loved ones, a warm feeling spread through their hearts.


The future remained uncertain.


The universe remained chaotic.


Countless challenges undoubtedly awaited them.


Yet none of that mattered.


Because Ross was with them.


And as long as Ross stood beside them, they felt as though nothing in existence could ever truly threaten their happiness.


***


A few days quickly passed, and for the first time in a long while, there was relative peace within the nameless city.


The survivors continued rebuilding their lives while evolvers trained diligently, preparing themselves for whatever dangers the future might bring.


For many people, these peaceful days felt like a blessing.


Unfortunately, peace never lasted forever in the apocalypse.


One afternoon, an unexpected group arrived at Ross’s residence.


Their arrival immediately attracted attention.


More than a dozen men marched through the streets with confident expressions.


They wore combat gear stained by countless battles, and powerful energy fluctuations radiated from their bodies.


At first glance, anyone could tell they were not ordinary evolvers.


These were experts.


Veterans who had survived countless life-and-death struggles.


Leading the group was a middle-aged man with a scar running across his face.



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