How Much Time Passes In Arcane Novels & Stories

"That’s not possible. They informed us that they managed to decipher the—things that are sketched on the stone… hieroglyphics, yes, and told us about it. There is no way it could be older." Abhaya shook his head, his voice calm yet firm. "Amitabha, Danial, what they are saying is true. In our time, Arcane Array Masters were very rare. We knew only five Arcane Masters and only two of them could craft an array of the magnitude you described." Danial felt a wave of skepticism wash over him. "Arcane arrays may look simple at first glance, but as you practice and dive deeper, you understand that as the size of the array increases, its complexity multiplies exponentially."

Could it be that I can re-enter the arcane dimension? Wilbur did not hesitate to unleash his dragon aura when he thought about that. He knew that the time progressed within the arcane formation was a hundred times faster, and the energy was a thousand times stronger. Cultivating there for a hundred years would equate to only one year passing in Earth's time. Therefore, he could enhance his power further if he could re-enter the arcane dimension. No one would want to miss such an opportunity. Wilbur focused, and the glow of the arcane formation faded.

**** Eventually the archive lanterns dimmed automatically. That was apparently the academy’s polite way of telling people to leave. Lucian closed the final chronicle. “We should stop before the archivists accuse us of moving in permanently,” he said. I stood and stretched, my back popping slightly. “How long was that?” “Three hours and nineteen minutes.” “Of course you know the exact number.” Lucian gathered the books with quiet efficiency. We walked out of the archive together. The corridor outside was quiet, lit only by the faint glow of wall lanterns.

He strode back to Jing Hong’s side and watched how Emperor Ao extracted the essences of the magical shrubs with magic before channeling them all into the ice sarcophagus. In mere minutes, the anthills of magical supplies quickly dwindled, having synthesized using magic into raw spiritual energies for the ice sarcophagus. Emperor Ao stopped suddenly. He examined to make sure everything was working in order before he stepped out of his enchantment. "Is it done?" Chu Xun asked with excitement. Emperor Ao nodded. "So when will she wake up?" "When the duration of forty-nine days is up," said the deity. "So long?!" "You’ve waited for more than two decades. What's another forty-nine days?!" hissed

Jack stated. Warren halted his position, and knew the Eidolon was their best chance, “Archon how long can you stay active before I completely lose my mind?” It took the spirit creature several moments to formulate an answer. A man shrugging, and then a timer set for ten minutes switched to nine and down to eight. “You don't know for certain?” Warren knew half of the equation lay in knowing his enemies. Time was not on their side. I would take a bit of daring to achieve their goals.

"If the Order has bond-breakers in their arsenal, they could sever our connections entirely." Vivienne cleared her throat delicately. "I should mention that the chamber's privacy wards are still active. And time moves... differently... in spaces consecrated to High Dragon magic." "How differently?" Leon asked, his tactical mind immediately grasping the implications. "An hour here equals perhaps ten minutes in the outside world," Vivienne replied. "The ancient magic recognises the necessity of proper bonding rituals."

“Alaric is perfectly safe. But the Black Realm’s magic is integrating faster than Cassius thought. Much faster. Your son is developing abilities no one expected.” “What does that mean?” I asked, already fearing the answer. “It means he needs more time.” Aldric’s voice stayed careful. “Not the two months Cassius first estimated. The accelerated integration requires extra stabilization. Closer to ten weeks total from when you first brought him to the Black Realm.” My mind raced through the numbers. We had visited Alaric three days ago, roughly six weeks into the process. Ten weeks total meant… “Four more weeks?” I whispered. “Instead of two?”

“Your Majesty, we would if we can but the barrier set was cast from an ancient time which works with only time. It will naturally fall if the time set elapsed but other than that, no one knows how to break it.” King's heart sank as his heart trembled in fear. First, it's the Dark Fae Beast and now they are using ancient spells? What else has been going on in his Kingdom that he isn't aware of? The thought of Ivy going through all that while facing the Beast got him pacing impatiently. “And how many hours will it take for it to elapse?” The elder stared at him for a minute before lowering his head in a bow. “Twenty-four hours, Your Majesty.”

"And Luca becomes something that has never existed before." Drew exhaled slowly through his nose. Aveline looked at the floor. Then at me. “How long do we have?” Kael asked. “This type of magic requires a celestial event and the next full moon, is four days away.” "Four days," she said. "Three now," I said. "We've used one." Kael had been quiet through all of this, standing in the centre of the circle with his eyes moving across the symbols in the floor. Now he looked up.

Several clustered together in vain prayer. Lucian’s stomach dropped. “No. Not burned alive—burned into the world.” Dorian's face was tight. “This wasn’t fire. This was something worse.” Kairis crouched beside the shadows, running gloved fingers along the edges. “This is arcane residue. A time-stamp from a violent dimensional event.” Lucian stared at her. “In Common, please?” She looked up, expression deadpan. “Something broke the boundary between planes. Time. Space. Life.”