Uh-huh, sister Lian can't hear it, otherwise... she might be beaten to death before she can see the black vortex.
Mo Zhi held in his hand the "weapon" that Sister Lian had just attacked him with, and shook his head with a wry smile...
What's more, it turned out to be a piece of dry cat grass food. This stuff is so hard.
This food can be used as a murder weapon.
Following Lian 82563's footsteps, the two walked through the drifting white mist one after another.
Because Lian 82563 slept deeply, she slept for four or five hours, and it was the third day of the sun.
The bright midday sunshine actually made the visibility of Iron Mountain Secret Realm much higher.
Unexpectedly, he yawned and walked along. Only then did he have the opportunity to carefully examine the environment in the secret area.
It’s really a restricted area of life, where not even a blade of grass can grow.
The ground is soft soil, but there are no plants visible to the naked eye. A small part of the ground is covered with snow, which is being melted by the rising temperature, and crystal clear water drops are slowly seeping into the ground.
There is still a thick rolling white mist in the air, like a dream...
In his ears, layers of talismans wrapped in white mist vibrated, making a rhyming sound like ocean waves, but without any rhythm.
The two of them seemed to be alone in a restricted area of time and space.
For some reason, Lian 82563 returned to her initial indifference, with no expression on her face, and stopped talking to Mo Zhi, just moving forward step by step.
He was unpredictable and didn't take the initiative to strike up a conversation. He just followed behind, following suit.
This Sister Lian is really, why is her face so cold all of a sudden?
Unpredictably, he kept complaining:
One night of love, it turns out to be heartless...
.........
The time and space in the secret realm are chaotic, as if they do not follow the rules of physics, presenting bizarre and strange scenes.
Not far from where the two passed, a circular area a hundred meters wide appeared, and the melted snow water formed a small lake that was not deep...
The water surface of this small lake is extremely violent. Although the volume of water is not large, the water in the lake is turbulent and turbulent, colliding with each other and producing crystal splashes.
What's strange is that the gravity of space above this small lake is also chaotic, and the splashing water actually does not fall back into the lake. The layers of crystal water droplets head in the opposite direction to the ground, straight into the sky...
It's like... a retrograde rainstorm falling from the ground to the sky.
Also, the floating island space that once appeared in the memory space is on the path of the two of them this time.
The inverted cone-shaped floating island rotates in mid-air like a top, constantly hitting the surrounding soil and stone debris...
It was hit and broken, broken and hit again, as if it was interpreting the rules of the movement of stars in the universe.
What is even more surprising is a magical scene where time is chaotic, like the folding of time and space.
Just on a hillside, the originally ethereal white mist seemed to be held hostage by some invisible force. It surged in the same direction and was compressed to form an involute shape similar to the mouth of a bottle...
The strange thing is that the white mist enters from the mouth of the bottle, but escapes from the end of the bottle, as if it penetrates directly from the inside, once again rolls along the bottle body and rolls to the mouth of the bottle, and then sinks into the mouth of the bottle again. Within the void...a strange continuous topological space is formed that is nested within itself.
This shape has no edges, and this shape seems to have no boundaries between inside and outside, exceeding the physical limits of the three-dimensional world.
This thing... oh, it seems to be called a Klein bottle, right? !
As someone who knows a little bit about everything, I observed this spatial phenomenon that has been badly written about by marketing accounts with surprise and surprise.
Of course, in every scene with chaotic physical rules, the symbol source is quite chaotic. In other words, this cannot be called disorder, but because... the symbol source seems to be operating according to some extremely mysterious formula. The extraordinary regular movement that changes the rules of heaven and earth is something that this scumbag student cannot understand.
This is the secret realm... the product of the high-level contractor's madness, the restricted area of life.
Perhaps, it is precisely because the powerful talisman source of the high-level contractor, like the sea, is violent in the end and runs out of control that it forms the mysterious forbidden area.
Finally, just when Mu Zhi reached his legs and felt sore, Qianlian 28563 finally stopped.
But in front of her, there was a scene that was extremely surprising.
Ahead is an area with extremely high visibility, as if an independent space of more than ten kilometers wide has been opened up in the center of the secret realm where the white mist is rolling.
A towering gray tornado rose from the ground, straight to the sky, and connected to the white mist at the top, stirring the white mist on the dome into a terrifying cyclone that occupied half of the sky.
This gray tornado rotates at high speed, flashing with thunderous light, as if it can grind everything into powder, and the pressure of the symbol source seeping out of it is even more breathtaking.
The unpredictable heart was a little tense, and even breathing became a little difficult because of this...
This kind of Fuyuan fluctuation that destroys the heaven and earth, no, it should be said that the Fuyuan earthquake is the only one seen in this life.
This was the first time that Mu Zhi had experienced such a powerful symbol pressure... Even though he had just experienced a battle between the digital half-spirits in Hot Springs City, even the shadow fang projection with a gold-level title was not so impressive. The strength of the source of human fear.
In fact, even if the fifth chief, Tang Man, Saul Underwood and Shadow Fang were tied together, they would not be worth one-tenth of this gray tornado.
Facing it is like... facing the gods!
Unexpectedly, Fuyuan endured the extremely sluggish feeling in his body, looked up at the sky, gritted his teeth and murmured:
"What the hell..."
"Do you dare to come down?"
Well, hopefully not really heard...
This time, more details were discovered.
This huge gray tornado is spraying mist toward the sky. Thick white mist escapes from the cyclone at the top, slowly drifts, and spreads in all directions...
This is the center of the Ironborn secret realm? In other words, is it the core?
This gray tornado produces white mist, indicating that it is the culprit of the formation of the Iron Mountain Secret Realm and the engine that creates the white mist of the secret realm.
What proves this is the thick arc surging inside and outside the gray tornado... Every time the arc surges, a dull thunder will sound inside it.
Thunder rolled and instantly spread in all directions of the secret realm...
And after every thunder, what follows is an earthquake in Fuyuan within the secret realm!
He is also the real culprit behind the explosion of talisman sources in the secret area from time to time!
The gray tornado seemed alive...a living god!
Within his huge body composed of cyclones, there seems to be a beating "heart" of the source of symbols, and the thunder is his constant roar.
Every roar will cause the heaven and earth to tremble!
Mobi pursed his lips, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then lowered his head to look at Lian 28563 in front of him.
At this time, she knelt on the ground, bowed her head in a very pious posture, clasped her hands and prayed.
The expression on her face was quite complicated... there was pity, hope, and even more heart-wrenching sadness.
Mo Zhi wanted to ask her what she was doing, but just as he stretched out his palm, it suddenly froze in mid-air.
Wait, this big gray tornado looks like... there's something in it.
...In this high-speed rotating gray cyclone, there seem to be countless "wrecks" floating in it, looming with the gray storm.
That’s right, it’s the “wreck”!
These things actually seemed to be man-made, similar to fragments of some kind of machinery.
My eyes turned back to the ground, but it became clearer...
I wonder how long this gray tornado, or rather Him, has been spinning in this world?
Hundreds, thousands, even ten thousand years...
On the ground, a tornado had drilled out a huge deep hole of a hundred meters, and the color of the ground was flushed, like the surface of Mars.
And...the wreckage!
There are countless wrecks all over the ground!
Melted, rusty iron plates;
Broken machinery and equipment of various shapes;
Densely packed, burnt metal fragments...
From near to far, you can still see several large building-sized wrecks standing on the ground, precariously telling the vicissitudes of ancient times.
Is this... the relics of an ancient civilization?
Unpredictable and secretly frightened.
It seems that it should be the case. The large pieces of charred black under the tornado are traces of burning... This is obviously the baptism of war.
The crimson soil should be the stains left by a large amount of steel that cannot withstand the corrosion of time.
Is this a trace left by the early Ironborn? The remains of a destroyed civilization?
According to my own guess, the ancient Iron People should have had a splendid civilization for a period of time with the assistance of the so-called "Iron God"...
Later, it was destroyed by the elves.
In other words, this secret place was the city during the First Elf War?
Unpredictable turned to look at Lian 28653.
At this time, Sister Lian, like an old monk in meditation, knelt down and bowed to the vast space in front of her, motionless.
Five minutes, ten minutes... She didn't move at all, she just clasped her hands together devoutly, clasping her fingers tightly, like a stone statue praying to heaven and earth.
Do you want to say hello? Ask the young lady what she is doing?
Will he be hit on the head by dry cat grass food?
This is... really reassuring to me. I really don't worry about me running away at all.
I am a qualified pet cat, and I have performed very well.
Seeing that Lian 28653 was motionless and had no clue that she would end her "prayer" in a short time, Mo Jie found a place anywhere and did it cross-legged.
Make a fire...
The ground gradually warmed up.
Lying on your side, lying on your back, lying on your stomach, falling asleep...
Wake up, lie down, do push-ups, sit-ups, handstand...
Unpredictably boring.
Who knew that Lotus 28653 could kneel down all day and all night?
It’s really a day and a night!
Unpredictable suddenly remembered that he seemed to have never eaten anything since he entered the Iron Mountain Secret Realm, right?
He was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back. Presumably, Sister Lian was the same as him.
However, she just knelt, knelt, prayed, prayed...as if she didn't care about hunger at all.
What are you praying for? Is it related to the moon god again?
People with faith are so scary, don’t they even feel hungry? Or are you already full of spiritual food?
At this time, it was the thickest darkness before dawn again, and the boredom and uncertainty reflected the fire of the Molotov cocktail, and once again looked up at the gray tornado as powerful as a god.
Do you want to... go in and take a look?
It's not like going into a tornado, that would be like seeking death, it's about the ground...
Hmm, it seems a bit like seeking death.
Mozhi stood up without hesitation, and despite the stagnation caused by the pressure of the tornado, he moved towards the deep pit under the tornado step by step.
The deep pit under this tornado is several kilometers wide. It shouldn't be a big problem if you step cautiously to death. If there is anything abnormal, just turn around and retreat.
Throughout the whole process, Mo Zhi was carefully observing Sister Lian, and he didn't know if she noticed what he was doing.
In short, she did not make any move and remained kneeling...
Well, ignoring me is the same as not noticing... at least the physical effect is the same.
As he got further and further away from the fire of the Molotov cocktail, he was shrouded in a gray tornado, and the surrounding area became even darker.
Above the head, the roar of the gray tornado became clearer and clearer, as if it was right next to my ears... Under this extremely strong sound, the whole world seemed to be in a different sense of peace - nothing else could be heard. arrive.
What's even more troublesome is that the pressure of the symbol above the head is getting stronger and stronger as it gets closer...
The sluggish feeling in the body caused by the pressure seems to increase in concentration with the steps. At this time, all the joints suddenly became rusty, just like bearings that have been left for many years. Before making a move, the rusty joints need to be restored to activity first...
Every time you take a step, your movements are like a puppet being held up by strings.
Even the flame of the Molotov cocktail in his hand was compressed by the pressure, leaving only the size of a wax fire.
However, even though it is extremely difficult, it is completely reassuring to be unpredictable.
Near the bottom of the pit, it appears there is no danger to life.
It's just that I have to withstand more pressure from Fuyuan...
Through the weak candlelight, he turned his neck unpredictably and laboriously and looked around.
Along the way, he encountered too many debris on the ground, all of which were metal-like objects that had been damaged by time for who knows how long...
If you step on it, the decayed remains will turn into a pile of powder...
Therefore, he has not found any clues about the abandoned city along the way, such as texts, signs, or items that can explain the ruins of the city.
If the secret realm is, as Ouyang Yao said, caused by the madness of the high-level contractor, then the Iron Mountain Secret Realm... Let me tell you, who is this high-level contractor who fell due to madness?
What level?
This gray tornado is simply a force that destroys heaven and earth. It must have rotated for at least 1,000 years. After all, the history of the Unified Era is only 1,000 years, but look at the speed, it has not slowed down at all...
Even if it is a spinning top, it must stop slowly.
Also, the ruins of this city... These are the ruins of a city. The power to raze a city to the ground must be at least at the level of a nuclear bomb, right?
Not only that, the remaining iron remains may have corroded over time, but what about the ground?
In the entire space where the gray tornado is located, the ground is almost flat, with almost no ups and downs - as if the Iron God, no, it should be God spread a pancake on the ground with a razor. There are no hills or valleys on the entire ground, and there are no ups and downs. ...
This is an area of at least ten kilometers in radius.
How much force was needed to raze the entire city to the ground? And not flat earth in the metaphorical sense, but in the physical sense.
god?
Except for God, no one can have such great power, even high-level contractors would find it difficult to achieve it.
Niubi...Muzhi gritted his teeth, and while fighting against the increasingly heavy load, he concentrated his strength on his neck and looked around.
If I keep walking forward, I won't be able to hold on, at least I won't be able to maintain my standing posture.
Without any clues, he had already begun to give up and was not ready to continue challenging his physical limits.
I just glanced subconsciously to see if I missed anything before leaving.
This sight made him give up the idea of retreating.
There seemed to be a thick black shadow about five hundred meters away.
