The Wizard World: 477 Cohesion 4
Finally, all nearby troops have evacuated, and the abyssal creatures have fled. Only the huge battleship where the bone demon is left.
He raised his hand and waved gently.
The huge bone-ship battleship carried him slowly into the dark red space-time vortex and disappeared.
Until the stern is completely submerged.
Boom! !! !!
The huge dark red vortex suddenly exploded, turning into countless red clouds, evenly spreading to the entire green sky, and the entire sky was dyed red for a while.
At this moment, the giant pustule monster was completely drowned by the swarm.
Countless black bugs spread directly across the entire previous battlefield, devouring everything you saw.
The number behind it completely occupies the entire world, and its number is infinite.
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In the dark red sky, countless light blue souls also began to looming red soul bodies.
On the dark red plains, in the open space beside the green tree house, Angele is wearing red leather armor and is calmly holding a kettle to water the plants planted by the woman in black.
He's not just watering, he's trying to adapt to the huge new power the body has gained. At the same time is waiting for chip upgrades.
A tender green seedling growing on red soil, after being poured with clear water, actually shakes the leaves briskly and bends over. The leaf surface turned slightly left and right, rejoicing like a petite child.
Angele put down the brass kettle and reached out and gently stroked the tender leaves.
His ......
In a weird hissing, the sprouts spun up quickly and stirred into a ball, forming a green cylindrical mouth, biting Angri's fingers with a slap.
Oh! !!
Suddenly, dense white teeth grow on his mouth, biting Angrid's finger with a bite, making a hissing saw-like rubbing sound.
A drop of saliva dripped from the mouth of the bud and fell to the ground, emitting a little corrosive white smoke.
Angel's face had a faint smile, and his fingers were drawn out of the plant's mouth. The sound of squeaking metal friction was suddenly heard.
"Surely not an ordinary plant ..." He recalled the carefulness of the woman in black planting these plants, "Is this why she was sealed?"
The kettle was about to be lowered, and there was a sudden sound in my ear.
‘The chip upgrade is completed, the computing power is greatly improved, and the storage capacity is improved. Improved scanning and analysis capabilities. ’
Angele looked up at the huge pyramid in the distance.
"Another thing has been dealt with, and it's almost time to go back ..." He reached out and held his chest, his chest suddenly exuding red ripples.
Oh! !!
A sudden redness appeared in front of him, and Angliel felt empty. It's as if the whole person fell into an abyss.
A flower in front of my eyes suddenly turned into a dark red fleshy channel. It feels like being in the gut of a creature. The body fell straight down, there was no sound in the ear, as if there was no air flow in this channel.
"Here is it?" He looked around in surprise. There is endless darkness above and below, and no end can be seen. The body kept falling down, as if to fall forever.
"Surely I should be back in the wizarding world?" He frowned.
My heart moved. A force field suddenly supported the falling body like an arm, floating in midair.
The intestine is narrow, just the size of a person. Angele reached out to touch the intestinal wall.
Gently touched the intestinal wall, soft and tough.
"Here it is ...". Angele frowned, looking up and down for a while, somehow inexplicable.
Hold your hand back on your chest.
Oh! !!
The red light shone without any movement.
"Is this .. here is the legendary world martyrdom? The gap between the worlds?" He suddenly remembered the records about this. It is still the material obtained from the scripture obtained by the Eye Demon.
When the teleportation of the world fails, there will be a great chance to enter the world for martyrdom. This is the fissure of time and space, where time is permanently stagnated. Life expectancy is inexplicably fast. The longer you stay here, the more life you consume.
The way to break through the world's martyrdom is ...
Angel recalled the contents of the scriptures, eyes narrowed slightly.
He slowly reached out his hand and pressed it against the surface of the intestinal wall.
The sound of a deep mantra slowly sounded from his mouth. Angele's eyes quickly began to diffuse thick red light.
"Space-time beacon, position!" Anglar snarled in Byron's voice, crashing his body against the intestinal wall.
He squeezed himself into the wall of the intestine, which was very elastic.
The intestinal wall is getting thinner and thinner, and gradually becomes translucent. Enough to see the scene outside the intestinal wall. It was a golden desert.
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The Wizarding World is somewhere in the desert on Lava Lake.
The edge of a golden dune under the blazing sun. The space suddenly started to slowly rise,
The space is like a layer of transparent cloth, and it is swelled sharply into a clear human figure. The human face confessed to this side, as if trying to break through the barrier of space.
Soon, humanoids are about to succeed. There were also cracks in the space, revealing the dark red inside.
Boom! !!
The sky suddenly filled with countless dark clouds from thousands of miles without clouds.
Click! !!
A thunderbolt passed, and a huge black cloud swirled slowly over the desert.
Boom, a thunderbolt, hit the humanoid position accurately.
"No !!!" The humanoid made overlapping roars like dragons. The whole body was resisted by the thunder and lightning force and gradually retracted back.
"No !!!" A larger giant scorpion phantom appeared behind the human figure. The scorpion was also bound by lightning, struggling frantically.
"Don't try to stop me !!! Don't think !!!" In a wild roar.
Tear!
The space is finally cracked. The face of Angele was revealed, his face was covered with dense blue blood vessels, and he was abnormal.
The endless power of the world squeezes at him like a form of invisible water pressure.
Beep, red light flashes, everything is calm again. The fissures in the space disappeared completely, the dark clouds spread out, and nothing seemed to happen.
The desert has returned to a calm environment.
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After three days .....
Under the Daxueshan volcano remains, in a lush forest.
On the ground were the bodies of several apprentices in black robes.
Angel was unbuttoning a black robe over himself. He glanced gloomily at several corpses and hurriedly put on the black robe.
The wizard apprentices were originally ambushing on the side of the road to rob the single low-level wizard, which happened to be encountered by him, but they found clothes that they could wear after an instant solution.
Since being suppressed and repelled by the strong world power that day, he has used the power of the second real body madly to squeeze into the wizarding world. But the power of the world around him was constantly suppressing him, even the air could not breathe.
If he had n’t condensed his second true body, his physique had once again strengthened by leaps and bounds, and he could use pure energy for breathing cycle. It is estimated that Chennai had died of suffocation because he could not breathe.
"No wonder I can't teleport directly back to this world. After being acknowledged by the Nightmare World, the repression of the Wizarding World is so powerful." Angle dressed, and strode toward the Snow Mountain.
Don't talk about the second transformation, that is, the first transformation cannot be expanded. In other words, he is still the same as before, and his strength has been suppressed even more.
It is still a third-level wizard. Although the constitution is stronger, the strength of the world is weakened by the suppression of the stronger world power.
Any attack is equivalent to stacking the power of the world once.
"Hurry up ... as long as the Nightmare World meets the Wizarding World, my power will be fully restored ..." Angliel could faintly feel that as the Nightmare World continues to approach, his own power will also In slow unblocking. This speed is neither slow nor fast.
"The primary purpose now is to grasp the whole situation first. It's been a day since I left. Didn't know that the meeting of the elders of the hands of Yuanneng is over?" Angler slowly turned into a red flame. Another flash appeared directly at the foot of Daxue Mountain.
It took a few minutes straight up the snow mountain, and Angele directly reached the top of the mountain.
Some young wizards in red robes are setting up a stand near the crater on the top of the mountain. Seeing Angele coming up, several wizards separated one to greet him.
"Master Green, we are the academic tower staff who arranged the strategic rune, sorry to disturb you for rest." The wizard who greeted him respectfully. "After discussion at the Presbyterian Church meeting, all important locations will be set up with vigilance and defensive arrays to prevent special enemy attacks."
"I see." Angele nodded, glancing at the platform, "You guys are busy, I'm going around."
"Yes, Lord." The witch turned back to join in the process of building the Rune Bracket.
Angle slowly walked around.
Stretching out his right hand, a white chill erupted from his fingertips, and the dragon head faintly appeared in the chill, making a silent growl.
"The eye-catching dragon's breath ... can't stop me anymore ..." Angle nodded with satisfaction. "After the second time, clearing the eye-catching dragon's breath has become very simple and easy. But what's interesting is that .... This dragon's interest itself seems to have gone through a long time, and the will in it is only less than a thousand years old ... "He recalled the dragon seal passed to him by the old eye-catching dragon.
"It's time for the central part. Maybe it's time to go underground and look for the dragon descendants and pass on the old dragon's dragon seal. It's worth the gift it gave me." Column walked to the edge of the snow mountain cliff.
From a distance, look towards the Presbyterian Home.
A straight beam of light radiating from the center of the Presbyterian House, inserted directly into the clouds, has now become a pale gray-black. Like a gray-black baguette.
The interior of the beam of light rises with some fine red spots. Around the altar below were some black robe wizards, gathering together in pairs and discussing something.