"Right there. On the other side." Icha said suddenly. "We gotta get to the other side."
"can you see it?"
Ke Qier asked, "What...is there over there?"
"No. It's not an illusion or masking effect."
Check the answer.
"It's because part of the field has been 'cleared', perhaps with a little bit of their own means...if they don't emit any signals, there's nothing we can do as the receiver."
He turned his head. "Has the estimate of the airflow movement been corrected?"
"Only the variable of the eighth moon has been added. It's okay so far, but there's no way to apply it... uh..."
Ke Qier was a bit speechless. He had never been good at dealing with time-limited propositions. "I didn't expect to do such complicated calculations in this situation..."
"Let's go straight there," Icha said.
"With nothing to see?"
"Um."
"Are you crazy——"
As soon as Ke Qier said a few words, Yi Cha took over the control of the single-horned flat horn and headed straight forward.
Ke Qier had no time to do anything but hurriedly helped to fine-tune the angle to help avoid the air flow in front.
Ahead is the horizontal dividing line.
On this side of the dividing line, besides light and glimmer, there are them. There is the single-horned flat horn, and beyond that is the coast of the sixth continent. Occasionally, paper-like birds fly unexpectedly in the sky.
The other side of the border is much deserted. Apart from the shadows, there is only a lavender vortex tornado that can't be approached no matter how far forward it is.
The maelstrom of the ocean of nothingness.
The only thing visible is in the shadows.
Tall and quiet. It should be their guidepost and backdrop.
No matter where you are at the end of the world, it is the only signpost and background.
But at this moment, on the side of the shadow where everything cannot be caught by sight, it is alone, but it seems like a mistake.
The only mistake.
The delta wing, which had been repaired several times, was lifted up by the six-sided box and carried them close to the dividing line.
"Get ready," Icha said.
"What are you preparing for?" Ke Qier asked. No need to ask. The next thing he knew - his eyes turned dark as if ink had been splashed on him.
cold.
Eyelashes brush against the lower eyelids like ice spikes.
Yi Cha didn't speak to him anymore.
No answer, no new mention.
Maybe he both answered and started a new topic, but Kezier couldn't hear it.
"Uh," he said.
"Hey!" he said.
There was no answer, and Ke Qier was sure that the sound was not transmitted—it was even causing heat in his throat because of this.
He couldn't hear Yicha speak, and Yicha couldn't hear his voice. It was like they were all white and emitting a divine shimmer, but he could neither see Yicha's figure nor his own hands. Same.
It has nothing to do with darkness.
Darkness is simply the absence of light.
After the initial darkness, Keqier was soon able to see light.
The light is not its usual shape, like a straight line of color frozen in the sky. Several of them can be seen at certain angles. With slight movement, the light in the old direction disappears and the light in the new direction appears.
Not visible, any light source has stopped transmitting information to their eyes.
Instead, they hit the "speed clearing" light. When the collision ends, the overlapping state separates again, and the corresponding light disappears from the field of view.
Kircher realized they were still moving.
There was a hole in the green static beam. The air flow is still moving.
He calmed down and operated the single-horned flat horn according to his memory to avoid the air current.
Light, light strips, light arcs, and stain-like spots of light passed by his eyes one after another. The solidified sound that brushed against his ears brought bursts of noise like the hatching of evil insects, which made his ears hurt.
Fifteen degrees above the left rear after 0.2 seconds. Keqier thought.
The sweat formed into ice crystals before it even fell on his forehead, freezing his brows. He grabbed his right wrist with his left hand to steady it. The single-horned flat horn under his feet flashed through the "empty" lightly.
Three seconds later, directly below, thirty-nine degrees to the upper right.
Flashed again.
Ke Qier forgot to breathe a sigh of relief. Attentively waiting for the next one.
Yi Cha is manipulating the main direction beside him. He has his own plan. Amplitude Three Hundred is waiting for him to use money to cure it on the shore. The Source of Order still doesn’t know what the situation is after the war...
Ke Qier used the single-horned flat horn to dodge back and forth.
If you make a mistake, you may die alone in the dark.
If it had a percentage on its head that represented the probability of survival, what would it be? Keqier thought.
He knew nothing about it. Maybe every time he dodges, the number gets smaller, or maybe the number is always zero or one hundred.
In fact, he had no idea why Yi Cha made such a decision.
strangeness.
Plenty of things can scare him. Wrong words, sir, and asymmetrical beetles. He wasn't so afraid of moments like this anymore. He is particularly focused and capable at this time. It's like rushing to write a paper with a holy and regretful heart after missing the deadline.
Ke Qier persisted for who knows how long.
He should have counted by heartbeat, but he forgot again. Not forgetting to count, but forgetting to beat.
Then it was like waking up from a big dream.
First he tilted, and he felt that his face and chest were pressed against something uneven. This feeling was very familiar. He must have fallen - so he quickly supported the thing with both hands and pushed himself up.
Then it was really the beginning of a big dream.
Ke Qier rubbed his eyes.
He was in a blue-gray, cave-like place.
To check in.
And it’s that same posture—this worthy friend always finds the posture that requires the least effort and relies on the most support—
At this moment, he was sitting on a recessed spot on the edge of the cave wall in front of him, with a light ball in his eye socket illuminating the area clearly.
"Where is this?" Ke Qier asked.
This question can be roughly equivalent to "how did we get here?"
Angel is in no hurry. Instead, he breathed a sigh of relief because of the little peace he could see.
Yi Cha often does mysterious things.
But he was never reluctant to explain. Sometimes it’s on the spot, sometimes it’s in the article weeks later.
"There is a more concerning issue." Yi Cha said with a smile - it seemed that he planned to explain it later.
He pointed to the darker, lower side of the cave.
The rock wall over there stretches inward, blocking Keqier's view.
The angel circled that way.
He noticed that the material of this cave was almost exactly the same as that of the continental surface at the end of the road - it was just pitted and full of depressions and protrusions, just like -
It's as if the raw material has just been dug out and hasn't been carved or polished yet.
Keqier saw what Yicha was referring to——
A creature covered in white, curled up in the corner.
She raised her slender arms, her palms and face pressed against the wall. Eyes closed and motionless——
Only the luster on her body told the outside world that she was still alive.
"This is a professional land builder." Yi Cha said slowly.
