Pale and swollen!
Vigorous and coiled huge tree roots loomed in the black mist, with countless slender downs on them, exuding a pale shimmer, reflecting wisps of black mist, emanating from the downs, making this scene look... The darkness that reaches the edge becomes even colder.
This is what Qianye Cheng saw after closing his eyes. The boundless darkness and several pillars as thick as the Optimus Pillars seemed to be floating forward, as if the surrounding environment was floating, and as if they were not moving at all. Didn't move.
The sense of space and direction are all lost here, but you can still feel the coldness around you, as if you are walking on a winter night wearing short sleeves, making you shiver involuntarily, as if even your thoughts are frozen.
"Is this... a dream?" Qianye Cheng felt that his consciousness was blurring, but he had no thought of stopping it. He seemed to be blocked. He was just floating in the seemingly endless black void, letting his consciousness feel like he was lying on the ground. The body temperature in the snow is the same, slowly draining away.
I wandered like this for who knows how long, maybe a second or a very long time, and then I saw a tree, a tree whose top and bottom could not be distinguished, but the crown and roots were the same, and they all spread out in all directions. The long branch-like roots or root-like branches eventually disappeared into the misty darkness. Si minus bxwx.O* Si
Obviously, from the huge root system seen after entering the fog, they all come from here, or from this spherical tree trunk that seems to be woven from vines. If you look closely, you can see that there are gaps between the vines. There were wisps of pearl-colored shimmer, which seemed to be the source of the shimmer emitted by this whisker.
"This is..." Qianye Cheng seemed to be thinking unconsciously, thinking very slowly. It took a long time for a name to emerge from his mind, but he suddenly woke up, his eyes instantly regained clarity, and he spat out three words from his lips. One word: "Zijiela!"
No one knows the true face of Qi Jila. Only by inhaling the hallucinogen emitted by Qi Jila can it be possible to see her true face. This is exactly what Qianye Cheng did, emptying his brain, suppressing his own light, and allowing himself to Following Zijela's call, he slowly drifted into the abyss of the dream, but maintained a little clarity of consciousness, able to wake himself up in time to get a glimpse of Zijira's true face.
Now, he sees it.
After he called out that name, the vines on the surface of the spherical trunk flowed like water, quickly opening a gap, revealing a red bud inside. In this black and white world, it is so bright and so beautiful. Very irritating.
But Qianye Cheng only glanced at it before raising his right hand, holding the divine light stick in front of him, opening his golden wings, and the golden light seemed to have lost its restraint, and it immediately shone in all directions, illuminating this dark world. , it turned into daylight in an instant.
Then, Qianye Cheng heard a shrill roar coming from the bud, like an angry beast, the roots twisted in enchanting dances, stirring the black mist and surging, as if there was something prehistoric. It looked like a giant beast was about to burst out of it.
In the next breath, dozens of roots were thrown out of the mist, with a harsh sound that broke through the air, and they smashed hard against the golden light, trying to crush it completely to prevent it from continuing to disturb the darkness of this world. .
This time, the golden light did not converge. Instead, taking advantage of the gap between the roots and the body, it turned into sharp arrows and shot in all directions, hitting the roots instantly and bursting into clusters of sparks. , there was a sound of thunder.
The roots are very tough, and golden arrows hit them one after another, but they blasted holes one after another. However, under the sharp arrows one after another, the roots were blasted into pits and pits until they broke, and twisting water flowed from them. The seven-colored liquid did not drip. Instead, it turned into gas and spread, adding colorful lines to the black mist.
In a matter of seconds, in the blink of an eye, the dozens of roots that came were blown to pieces, rolling in the dark mist, throwing out streams of colorful colors, looking like the dancing lanterns at night. , but it didn’t bring any sense of beauty, but instead made people feel disgusted.
Ultraman Tiga, who was surrounded by these people in the center, had revealed his figure, raised his arms, and pointed at the red bud in front of him, making a fighting stance:
Exactly!
This shout seems to have spanned a long time and space, reaching the ears of every person on the earth who is struggling in the cruel reality and trying their best to pursue a beautiful dream. They are stunned, their eyes become blurred again, and their eyelids slowly slow down. Hanging down, I once again fell into a dream, experienced the beauty that can never be realized in the real world, and once again fell into it, unable to extricate myself.
The black mist pouring out from the fuzz on the broken roots increased sharply in an instant, like a jet engine of a space station, causing the roots to stop rolling and move closer to each other. The moment they touched, they merged without any hindrance and became one again. Look There is only a small gap and no trace left.
Then, the extremely unpleasant beast-like roar sounded again, and the roots that had just recovered immediately moved, hitting Diga in the middle.
Diga was not afraid, and flew up with outstretched arms, pointing directly at the spherical tree trunk in front of him. The bud as bright as blood should be the core of Zijiela. As long as it is destroyed, Zijiela can be inactivated. Save humanity from its illusions.
It seemed to be very close, as if within reach, but Diga flew for several seconds as he flipped and evaded, but the distance did not seem to shorten a bit. The bloody buds were still there, but the roots were moving. Still swinging, attacking Diga with mechanical movements.
"Can you see it or touch it? I don't believe it." Diga threw out a palm light arrow and hit a root that was coming. The explosion of fire almost swallowed the root as thick as his waist, and the explosion The impact also stalled its forward movement, giving Diga some time to react, easily leaving the root's path and dodging its attack.
But as soon as he dodged this one, the next root came at him. Diga was tired of avoiding it, but his eyes never left the bloody bud. His brain was spinning rapidly, thinking about how to approach it and kill it, seemingly using regular methods. This method will not work, because this is a dream.
And the bloody bud seemed to know that Diga's target was it, and it kept making unpleasant roars, causing the black mist at the end of the field of vision to surge more and more, as if there were thousands of troops heading here. While running, although there was no sound, people's hearts suddenly started to rise, and they were extremely worried about what was coming. Mi He Mi
