Click.
Click. Click. Click.
Keqier covered one ear.
There was obviously no sound in my ears.
The voice came from a strange, unfamiliar source.
"Dharma, Energy, and State Effect Background Sound Reference" suddenly popped up in my mind, and a page of it was clearly spread out.
In the detailed explanatory text, one paragraph is expanded and enlarged:
"Constant ear, normal speed, normal reception, the law of time window materializes the sound effect:
The two pieces, one inch long and half an inch wide, with a brittle content of 0.5/1000, are sharp metal surfaces rubbing against each other four times at a vertical speed of 320 meters per second. "
This was the only sound I could hear just now.
After hearing it, he realized how accurate the description in the "Background Sound Reference for Law, Energy, and State Effects" was.
The ten last moons shone brightly - they swelled up like blowing air.
The entire room, and the two of them, seemed to be immersed in a blue gaseous ocean.
Ke Qier covered his face with one hand and turned his head to speak to Yi Cha - the fake angel was also immersed in the moonlight, half of his body turning blue.
Keqier staggered - the whole room began to tremble in ten directions. The metal sheets surrounding the table began to make a loud rustling sound as they rubbed against each other.
He hurriedly held on to the table and looked outside the transparent wall.
strangeness.
The tremors are absolutely real, crude traces of matter and energy. He was shaken as the whole room was shaken, and his whole body began to feel numb.
But whether it is the ten-round moon, coated with a layer of blue ice by the dim light, or the rows of sharp hooks pointing towards the sky, they all look like executioners who have killed enough for the day and are waiting for their meal, motionless.
still.
Unless it's relatively stationary.
Another light lit up in Keqier's mind - they were also trembling in sync.
Everything is moving.
The room is moving, the table is moving, the whole building is moving, and the entire continent at the End of the End is moving, carrying those sharp hooks like hedgehog curved needles on its back.
So they appear motionless.
The thought frightened him. He stared at the silent giant hooks in stunned silence - something that he had not noticed before jumped into his eyes - the spacing between each row of hooks seemed to have a special meaning.
Once you start to think this way, those gaps are directly transformed into line segments, and the line segments become dazzling in your field of vision for an instant.
Ke Qier quickly covered his eyes. "This is……"
"The tide is coming in. This should be the moment they've been waiting for."
Yi Cha replied - he seemed to have expected it, and his feet had already lifted off the ground at some point, hovering slightly in the air. The tremor had no impact on him.
"The rising tide of nothingness," Kezier whispered, leaning back on the table to steady himself.
"The power of the tide will reach its maximum at this time. Empty energy continues to flow outward. The maelstrom is also the most active at this time."
Yicha folded his arms, like an angel sculpture with wrong paint.
He kept looking intently out of the window. Although the room was extremely noisy at the moment, as if their words were occupying a different road, the voices were still extremely clear. "That's when the ten moons are closest to the ground. It's also when the seabed and continents at the end of the world experience the greatest force."
Forge weapons.
Ke Qier was obviously trying hard to listen to him.
Inexplicably, unrelated concepts popped into my mind and then connected.
He thought about forging weapons.
A simple method for making weapons - first burn the raw material until it becomes soft, and then knead it as much as you like.
Burn the raw material till soft.
Keqier looked at the bare ground outside through the gap between his fingers.
The moonlight was dazzling - even if he didn't take into account that there were many more things in his field of vision that made him dizzy.
This time he saw one thing after another that looked like wine corks - he wondered why he hadn't seen it before -
It turns out that each of the rows of sharp hooks grows on a small, stubby cylinder, and there are many small pits on the ground. The sharp hooks poke into the stubby cylinder, and the cylinder is stuffed into the small pits.
This is how each pointed hook is fixed.
Some of the columns have become deformed - taking on irregular shapes.
The end of the path is unlikely to have an irregular shape.
Those dazzling line segments just now also bent. In just a short while, they bent down a little bit and turned into a curve. Although the amplitude was very small, it could not escape Keqier's current observation.
Can a line segment be turned into a curve segment?
He raised his eyes in surprise.
The ten full moons swelled greatly, their rays of light intertwined, and they were almost connected together.
The angle of the moonlight also changed.
The furthest hooks look shorter. Lean outward…
It's tilted outward. Not getting shorter.
The entire surface - originally had a slight inward curvature.
Now it seems to be bending outward.
"I seem to know what the Land Builder is going to do." Ke Qier said with difficulty, "But I still don't understand what this has to do with gamblers."
"You're right. It wouldn't have mattered."
Icha turned around.
Most angels have golden eyes, but this guy with a devil's heart is different. He still unknowingly returned to his blue eyes like silent flames, which made him even more cold and inhumane——
Once he starts to smile, any sensitive heart will feel the disharmony under the beautiful surface:
There's no way this guy is really an angel - that smile he has must be from hell.
At this moment, Yi Cha had that smile on his face and said, "But he must be related."
He flapped his wings and moved to the table.
The bright red countertop turned purple under the moonlight.
Yi Cha raised his fingers, steadying his arm while trembling, and wrote casually - there were a few more words on the table.
In a way, Icha is a bit scary, but Kircher isn't afraid of anything - one of the few things for which his fear level is well below average.
He stretched his neck and looked at the writing through the spider's thin legs.
Unlike before, those words showed no sign of disappearing.
Three messy words:
you lose.
"Why?" Ke Qier asked puzzledly.
He already understood the purpose of this table - it was used to communicate with the Land Builder.
His eyes returned to the spider legs stretched out in the air, shaking slightly - was it because he had untied these things? So the handwriting cannot be restored?
But this doesn't seem to have anything to do with the current problem.
"Why did she lose?"
Ke Qier asked, "The gambler is dead. The warmonger is locked out. Even if he had any conspiracy plans, no one can stop her. She will definitely be able to complete her great cause..."
"Conspiracy plan?"
Icha laughed a little—mostly because the angel said the word so seriously.
"She will complete her career. But it will not be enough for her to win. Have a little faith in our dead good companion. Wouldn't a gambling martyr do his best for a bet with the object of his love? ?”
"Observe. We really need to witness his gambling." Yi Cha pointed outside and added.
Click.
Click, click, click.
As soon as he finished speaking, the tremor reached an unbearable level.
Ke Qier had no choice but to hang in the air and turned his head to look in the direction of the moonlight again.
The moon is so big that it forms one piece.
The earth became wavy. Like the sea level.
The cylindrical plugs had nothing to rely on and fell off one after another. Regular thin threads appeared on rows of pointed hooks, tying them and pulling them upward.
The root of the sharp hook is exposed in the deep pit that is constantly deforming.
If you look carefully, the root of the rectangular cross-section-under each pointed hook, seems to be buried with an obelisk responsible for weight.
The familiar green obelisk.
Ground needle.
Under each pointed hook is a ground needle.
At this moment they are being uprooted from the backside of the end of the world.
