"Boss, what are you looking for?"
Diavolo nuzzled over, and she had just circled around the room. Even though Icha was freezing to the point of sticking, she didn't seem cold at all.
Chuck thought about it over the cold and pointed to the center of the blank corner where they stood. "Do you see something here?"
"There's a bunch of threads."
Diavolo glanced at it and said without interest. Hellish things appear to her in a different configuration and orientation.
To find out.
The miniatures used to control the entire room are here, but they can't be seen.
The miniature model used in the "mirror room" here is also composed of space vector energy.
The disadvantage of this method is that it requires more continuous precision energy. The advantage is that there is no entity and no troublesome binding mapping. This would be more convenient, but very expensive. But it seems that Gameniti is running well and there are no energy issues to worry about.
Isaac stopped where Diavolo pointed and changed his angle to observe.
At a very low angle, close to sticking himself to the ground, lines of space vector energy appeared in his eyes one by one, forming the framework of a miniature model.
The symbol reflected by the mirror on the model is two triangles with pointed tips facing each other. In addition, the model is marked with many arrows of different colors and directions - those are the directions of vector energy flow.
He studied it for a while, and then said to Diavolo: "We will go to the 'mine' later."
It has to be prepared in advance. It's not enough to expect this guy to find himself in danger at any time and have some understanding.
"when?"
"When I call your name again."
"Roger. Boss."
Icha stretched out his hand to draw the mark that represented the mirror of the heart.
The Mirror of Reflection made a sharp turn in the distance and slid towards him at high speed.
It's just one thing.
besides.
All the arrows turned red and pointed at him.
The direction of the energy in the air was unified, pushing him into the corner with a "bang".
There are no sound prompts or scary lights.
It was just a fluctuation in space, and the temperature dropped to freezing point in an instant - the freezing point of the soul.
"Boss? Why are you hitting the wall?" Diavolo said confusedly.
It didn't work for her, so she didn't see any danger.
No permission requirements…no warnings…
Only illegal trespassing is punishable...
The design idea for this mirror room is truly genius.
Icha thought as he was pressed against the dark brown wall.
He could ask Diavolo to take him with him.
But then it would be impossible to give Naruf a complete soul.
He stared closely at the mirror that was approaching him - the mirror was sliding very fast, but in his eyes it was slower than a sloth raising its hand.
The coldness eats away at the bones.
In an instant, Yi Cha felt that he had become brittle and was shedding powder.
hurry up.
hurry up.
hurry up.
When the mirror came before his eyes, his thinking became very slow.
Fortunately, he still remembered what to do.
Yi Cha pounced with all his strength.
At the same time, Lucifer appeared behind him and used the rainbow to push against the wall with all his strength——
Crack--crack!
The green and orange ribbons cracked.
His body only moved a little, but he touched the mark that represented the Mirror of the Heart.
A touch.
The mirror turned horribly.
There should be feelings, but the feelings are deeply frozen.
For only a moment, he saw a lone hexagonal cone reflected in the mirror, his soul heart.
Then.
All cognition seemed to have been pulled off the floor, and fell into bodyless chaos for an instant.
It doesn't matter.
The preset instructions are still in progress——
Lucifer let go and moved in front of him.
He pressed the mark with his own body.
Snap.
Snap.
That heart is housed in the shadow of the fallen angel persona. At the same time, Naruf's heart was installed in his original soul.
He saw his finger detached from the mark, so he stabbed hard at the broken rainbow in his hand. A hard cut between him and Naruf.
The mirror of reflection exploded from the middle.
When the fragments hit each other, they cancel each other out and turn into vibrations.
This little bit of vibration brings a little bit of warmth back.
"Di-ya-po-luo!" The voice was deep and long in the low temperature.
But he shouted it out.
"Here we come," the girl said.
Teleport.
The moment before the teleportation, from the corner of his eye, he saw a row of little guys wearing triangular white hats and as tall as one finger lining up on the ground, walking towards him with neat steps.
The "Mirror Room" is still managed. so small……
No wonder the angle of manipulating the model is so low.
It doesn't matter anymore.
The next second they will be in the mine.
…
…
They were in the mine.
The desolate gray background once again replaces the brown color that characterizes “scum” institutions.
I've been here before, and I'm sure there is no guard or management.
But he chose to land here because of a more important reason: it contains veins of yin iron ore that can destroy souls.
Not sure yet, but you can try.
I hope Yin Iron can destroy that black shadow just like it destroyed their souls.
He looked at the whip cage in the girl's hand.
The shadow disappeared.
The shadow disappeared.
"Hey! Man! You've got something!"
Naruf appeared at the side with a high air, looking at you carefully, "Why do you look so ugly!"
After having its own soul heart, the personal shadow can act alone. Yi Cha didn't forget to cut them both open, and he didn't forget to keep a little bit of the devil's soul for himself.
"Eh? When did this guy become able to speak? And he and you became two." Diavolo gestured in surprise.
"Naruf!" Naruf pointed at his raised chest with a thumb and proudly introduced himself to Diavolo, "I am a captain. Hehe!"
Two guys get into meaningless small talk.
Yicha remained silent and pointed at the whip cage.
The shadow disappeared.
The horned girl glanced over and her face suddenly turned pale.
The chatter was choked back in her throat, and she stamped her hooves. Naruf was confused.
With his soul warming up, Yi Chazheng quickly checked out various possibilities in his memories.
When we were in the "storage room", we confirmed that the black shadow was still in the cage.
Later they went...
"Mirror Room".
A terrible thought struck him.
When Diavolo was walking around with the whip cage, the black shadow was sucked into a certain mirror...
This is a terrible idea.
He did read "so bad" twice in his head.
Extremely bad. Extremely bad.
But this is the only possibility.
"What should I do? Boss!" The black shadow lost control, and Diablo immediately panicked. She seemed to be very afraid of that thing.
"Got back." Icha said simply.
Return the desolate to desolation, and return the chaotic to chaos. No matter what that thing is, it must be destroyed.
"Besides the prophecy. If you know anything else, tell me." He asked Diavolo.
The girl shook her head blankly.
"You wake up sometimes. Recall it. Was there a time when your consciousness coexisted. Did 'it' reveal anything else at that time? Anything. Anything will do." Yi Cha guided patiently.
The girl with horns showed an expression of hard thinking on her delicate face.
"He said...to kill the shepherds."
You can find out this by checking.
But it jogged his memory.
He now realized the strangeness of the matter.
If the shepherd really meant him...
True doomsday prophecies mention him. The shadow that separates from the Son of Chaos seeks to destroy him. These are all gazes from ancient times. And he is only four thousand years old.
Why did the dark shadow want to kill him?
unless……
It's very possible.
What he wants to do now and what he wants to do in the future, "it" or "they" don't want him to do.
Then he has to keep doing it.
