Luo Chuan left the system space.
He raised his head and looked at the gray sky. In some places, he could still see strange, slowly moving black silhouettes. It seemed that something existed there, and it was eventually assimilated into a part of it.
Luochuan drank a coke.
Soul Lock's words did solve some problems, but they brought him more problems.
What is the connection between the shadow realm and the realm?
Where is the boundary?
Is this mission related to the Lord of the End...
A lot of doubts filled Luochuan's heart, and then...was all thrown away.
Luo Chuan shook his head.
After drinking all the remaining Coke, the bottle was thrown into the gap in the space leading to the system space.
Forget it, think about what to do so much.
Now he is waiting for the information entanglement to take effect. The matter will be resolved after the door comes to the door. After the task is completed, he will get a chance to draw a lottery. When he returns, he will list new products, then continue to shoot movies and continue to list new products...
Will there be a plot trend of hundreds of thousands of words in the future? By the way, there are more main lines.
Ahem...
On the sand dunes not far away, the shadow residents did not disperse. Seeing Luochuan's reappearance, the dreamlike murmur also sounded.
"He's back again."
"He shouldn't have come back."
"But he has returned..."
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The sky presents chaotic colors, as if watercolors of various colors are dripping onto the surface of the water, layered on top of each other and smudged to the surroundings. The space here seems to be abnormal. The black cracks are like the gates of **** that people choose to eat, just like the essence. Black clouds and fog diffused from the cracks, rendering the cracks all over the place into a gloomy appearance.
The ground is also full of traces of energy erosion, full of twisted dark plants and clusters of crystals. In some places, the ground curls into a very strange arc, like bones and claws protruding from the ground, trying to capture the prey above. And in those cracks on the ground, the poisonous smoke kept surging up.
The whole world is like a scene in a nightmare, full of madness and chaos.
"Familiar feeling." The male black-robed man took a deep breath, with a look of enjoyment on his face, "still a pure taste."
The female black-robed man stretched out her palm, and a faint, almost invisible black mist was slowly surging in the palm covered by the scale armor.
"Hei Lin's vitality is really tenacious." The male black-robed man stretched out his tongue like a crawling creature and licked his lips, his eyes showed undisguised greed, as if he had seen delicious food, "If I should be able to improve a lot if I eat him."
Both have accepted the gift of the gods, and eating the other party is equivalent to accepting the gift of the other party.
Double the talk of the gods!
If you can't bear it, it's not as simple as losing your mind.
The female black-robed man just glanced at him coldly, and then said with a sneer: "It looks like you can't wait to return to the embrace of the gods."
For the lower-level personnel of the final court, returning to the embrace of the gods means supreme glory.
But from the eyes of the patriarch and members of higher standing, it was nothing more than a beautiful dream. Perhaps it is more vivid to call it a nightmare in the cloak of dreams.
Not many people can clearly recognize this.
"It seems not bad too, Jie Jie Jie Jie..."
There was a hoarse and weird laugh from the male black-robed people, and it seemed that they didn't listen to the female black-robed people's words.
Because their spirits are more or less affected by the gods.
In short, it is...the brain is sick.
The female black-robed person stopped talking, and moved her gaze to the black mist in his hand. Compared with the previous one, it seemed to be a little more solid, because the black mist was constantly blending into it.
She took a deep breath, stepped forward, and placed it on the tall stone platform that resembled an altar in front.
The surface of the stone platform is inscribed with extremely complicated and strange runes, which are by no means ordinary characters. They seem to be portable and carry special power, and are connected with the space here. The surface is constantly emanating from the mist, and the inscription text body is also Slowly moving like a living thing.
The female black-robed man took a deep breath and stretched out his palm.
After thinking about it, I took it back.
Her eyes fell on the male black-robed man.
Perceiving his gaze, the male black-robed man wanted to resist. After hesitating for a while, he sighed like a fate and walked to the front of the altar.
Extend your right arm.
The bone blade on the left arm traversed.
Huh!
His right arm broke, black blood gushing out, and there was an extremely dense black mist at the same time, his breath also wilted at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The arms that fell on the altar quickly withered, and then disappeared, seeming to be completely absorbed by the altar.
The runes engraved on the surface of the altar also bloomed pale colors, as if some kind of creature became active, and began to communicate with the existence hidden in the depths.
"All right."
The female black-robed man whispered.
The male black-robed man then stopped his wound, and there was not much resentment in his eyes. Naturally, they also followed the rule of "the weak eating the strong" among them.
The sacrifice has been offered, and the existence hidden in the depths of the dimension has revealed its traces.
A behemoth that is hard to describe in words, any mundane words appear pale and weak in front of him. He does not have an accurate body shape. There is not a trace of rational structure on the body that covers the entire sky. It seems to be a mass of wanton growth. The deformed flesh mass is filled with countless hazy areas between illusion and reality, stacked in layers like visual errors in the depths of the chaos, as if stars continue to rise and die in it, and endless black fog. Surging ceaselessly.
He shrouded the entire space like that, constantly changing all the time, and at the same time there was a horrible aura that far exceeded the scope of mortals. It is by no means comparable to the question, the venerable, or the saint in the rumor. If an ordinary cultivator is Faced with it, I am afraid that it will instantly fall into madness, and the two black-robed men couldn't help but knelt on the ground to welcome the coming of the gods.
Even the two of them did not dare to look directly at the gods and accepted the gifts of the gods. They clearly knew the greatness of the lord of the end. The power of mortals was like fireflies and bright moons in front of the gods.
Of course, the previous sacrifices could not allow the Lord of the End to come completely, but even part of it was completely sufficient.
Driven by a similar instinct, the giant in the sky stretched out a body that resembled a tentacles. The thick black mist poured down in a crazy manner, completely covering the altar below, and the two black-robed men took the opportunity to absorb the escape. The black mist came out, and the broken arm of the male black robe soon grew out again.
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