Space-time Traveler Chapter 61: The Unknowable
Underworld.
An unknown place.
The gray sky cannot see a ray of starlight, a faint mist shrouded the sight, and the light gray fog makes people unable to see the road at all from ten meters away, and there seems to be some phantom in the mist. It emerges in the middle, and turns into some ruinous figures, or knights with broken armor, or hideous monsters, or emperors on the throne, or angels with fallen wings.
The space in front of me is rippling like ripples.
Immediately afterwards, a dark and deep void emerged, and the torn space was like a broken mirror, which seemed to contain a terrifying storm of time and space. A little carelessness would crush everything into nothingness, and then the mirror projection gradually emerged There was a human figure, and then a young man with a slightly lazy expression came out, with nothing in his hand, walking slowly along the blue-gray stone brick road under his feet, ignoring the virtual movies that appeared around him.
The sound of the waves gradually came from Yuanchuan.
An inconspicuous small pavilion emerged in front of the young man. It was suspended in a void, incompatible with everything around it, as if it had completely shredded the surrounding space, wiped away the ground and ocean underfoot, and They kneaded together and turned into nothingness, and pieced together in this world.
The endless blood-red ocean flows slowly.
There seems to be some terrible power brewing in it. I want to explode, but it is suppressed here. It is just the waves that accidentally set off inadvertently, so that the space on the sea surface is spreading ripples, like water Waves rippled, extending to the end of this plane.
In the pavilion, there are two unreadable figures sitting opposite each other. In the center is a square chess board with various chess pieces all over the board.
They seem to be playing chess.
But neither side did any action, just watching the changes on the chessboard quietly, the chess pieces were fighting like a living thing. The pattern of the whole chessboard is a bit similar to the ancient vientiane chess, a kind of chess similar to chess, but more chess pieces, only popular in the ancient and long time of Thorium, the first great arcanists liked this kind of fun very much. Pastime.
Although they still can't see their faces clearly, the outlines of the two people in the next issue are revealed.
The figure on the left is thin and slender, with a vague face revealing a trace of murder, and his eyes are extremely dark, as if an unfathomable whirlpool, containing an endless aura of death, his figure seems to be in a pavilion, and it looks like Everywhere, just a phantom is located here, it also completely suppresses this square of heaven and earth.
The figure on the right is much easier to distinguish. He is not projecting a human-like form, but a tall phantom with dark skin, a pair of dark red horns extending from his forehead, and a slender body. Projected gorgeous red and black robe, like an elegant nobleman, but also like a lofty god. He holds a three-foot-long ruby scepter in his hand, and holds a book with an invisible cover in his palm. The code, looking at the young man who came suddenly, but staring at the Vientiane chess board in front of him.
On the Vientiane chess board.
A dark red dragon chess piece suddenly rose into the air, and this chess piece exuded a ray of divine breath, suddenly raised the sky and roared, and opened its mouth to exhale a hot dragon breath toward the ground.
The terrifying dragon's breath swept across the battlefield.
In the opposite chess piece, there was a fallen angel chess piece and a scarlet devil chess piece that melted like candles.
Two mutilated souls shot out.
The phantom on the right side of the chessboard suddenly spread out his palms, grabbed the two souls, and held them in the palms. A vague power of law emerged, and the two souls gradually merged into the unknown code.
The dragon's chess pieces are still raging on the chessboard. It summons a phantom of the abyssal dragon, rushing to the enemy's base camp like a stormy sea.
One by one chess pieces are broken one after another, they are either hideous monsters, or immortal kings, or fallen angels, or cunning demons. Every chess piece that is broken and turned into dust flies out. The phantom of the soul directly turned into a streamer and escaped into the black code in the palm of the man on the right.
Soon.
The war on the Vientiane chessboard was over. The chess pieces on the right were almost wiped out. Although the chess pieces on the left were damaged greatly, the raging abyssal dragon still hovered and roared above the chessboard.
"You lost." A calm male voice sounded.
The thin and slender figure on the left side of the chessboard slowly stood up, and as his figure got up, a sea of bloody suffocated aura gushed out, as if it made people see a pile of countless bones. The resulting Optimus Pillar, on which a throne was projected, and a dark figure entrenched on the throne, looking down at all the creatures in the world with cold eyes.
"You won." The man on the right also got up. He turned his head and glanced at the young man not far away, and said in a deep voice: "That chaotic plane belongs to you."
A crimson flame emerged.
The diagonal figure wearing a gorgeous red and black robe gradually disappeared, as if it had never appeared in this world.
"Why are you here?" The thin and slender figure in the pavilion got up, and the Vientiane chess board in front of him disappeared with a wave of his hand.
The young man not far away came over with a smile, and sat cross-legged across from him, hehe said: "Is fishing law enforcement again?"
The thin figure did not reply, but looked up at the other side calmly, slowly: "What's the matter?"
The young man seemed to be embarrassed. After a pause, he said: "I want to ask you a favor. Save someone and come back."
"Who?" Gu Jing Wubo's voice sounded.
"A spatiotemporal monitor." The young man pondered for a moment and said: "He seems to have encountered a little trouble and is locked by the void."
The thin figure frowned slightly, and said slowly: "You should be able to solve this kind of thing by yourself."
"This is not double insurance." The young man smiled and said: "The time and space hub has found him for three thousand years. In case something goes wrong, I don't want to wait another three thousand years."
"The hourglass of time is on him."
The thin figure squinted his eyes slightly, and the invisible pressure made the young man a little nervous. The murderousness in front of him is too heavy, and a word can determine the life and death of hundreds of millions of creatures, even he It feels uncomfortable.
"You just want to be lazy." The thin figure turned and looked at the boundless sea of blood under his feet, and said lightly: "Yes."
The young man breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and stood up with a grin, "Then there is nothing wrong."
"Even if there is any accident, it shouldn't be difficult to bring his soul back."
Speaking of this, the young man looked around for himself, and then if he pointed out something, "Why are you still talking to him? With the power you have accumulated now, it should be enough to flatten the hell."
"The deepest part of **** is not that simple." The thin figure didn't look back, but calmly said: "The **** battle is unstoppable."
"Since I am here, please do something for me."
The young man suddenly said with a bitter face upon hearing this: "I knew it."
"Say it."
"What's the matter?"
The thin figure lightly flicked its fingers, dropping a strand of divinity into the opponent's palm, and then said: "That chaotic plane sealed a group of giants with a hundred arms from the age of ancient gods."
"The Abyssal Dragon alone cannot deal with them."
"Go and help me catch them."
The young man couldn't help but twitched his mouth. He suddenly regretted coming here. He sighed and got up and said: "Are you really going to break the world?"
"Hmm." The thin figure said calmly.
The young man took a deep breath and said, "What are you going to do?"
The thin figure gradually faded away, as if the phantom projected on it faded away, leaving only a faint word.
"Live to death."
The young man chewed the other party's words silently, patted his forehead and said: "You have smashed the wall of the unbelievers, and no one dared to jump out and fart."
The space in front of me was rippling like water waves, and then the torn space formed a turbulent flow, which directly locked a chaotic place somewhere.
"I just finished attacking the Heavenly Mountain, and I want to take **** surgery."
"Big Brother."
"Can't you be a little safer? Our guardians of time and space are also very difficult!..."
"How much a little face!"
The young man complained, and his figure fled into the turbulence of the space.
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