Tremor.
bumpy.
The C-type reconnaissance ship's engine was damaged and it glided rapidly against the giant mesh structure on the moon's surface.
Hundreds of goblin spaceships followed closely behind, throwing clumps of magic seeds at this moment.
Bits and pieces of seeds quickly took root on the outer shell of the reconnaissance ship. In the blink of an eye, twisted and knotted branches stretched and climbed from every gap in the hull, causing large parts of the structure to collapse. At the same time, there were some seeds that crazily devoured everything around them, giving birth to ferocious beasts of various shapes, pouring in from the breach in the hull, and constantly attacking the command module.
After continuous impacts, a crack finally appeared in the hatch as thick as a city wall, and some kind of dark green liquid overflowed from the crack. Wherever it passed, the metal corroded at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Boom!
Amid the explosion, the ship's hull shook violently, and the command module instantly fell into darkness.
Li Liang felt a rotten smell coming towards his face.
"careful!"
Teemo roared, and "Kalu's Wrath" drew a bright arc.
Boom!
The sound of heavy objects falling down was heard, and Li Liang used the flashing red light of "Kalu's Wrath" to see a big hole in the cabin door, and dense black shadows were squeezing in.
Another fishy wind came.
Orange fire suddenly appeared, and then the portals spewed out layer by layer.
Suddenly light and dark, Li Liang's eyes were closed tightly, and he appeared and disappeared. The portal kept coming and going, following him like a shadow, and "Kalu's Wrath" shuttled through it, becoming more and more erratic.
Buzz!
The moment the command cabin lit up again, Siexie crushed the head of a strange beast with his foot and said in a low voice: "There is a Yaling gold shield at the target location."
Li Liang appeared and turned to look.
The only remaining external image shows the outline of a giant crater - the Dark Side of the Moon, South Pole-Aitken Basin. The "Yaling Golden Shield" that Siexie refers to refers to the metal film covering the canyon of Zhuos headquarters.
"Crash in!"
Li Liang picked up Oumuamua who had shrunk into a ball, stepped into the portal and came to Siexie, "Timo!"
Before he finished speaking, the cabin door collapsed.
Countless alien beasts rushed in crazily, trampling on the corpses on the ground, and Teemo's figure was instantly submerged.
Li Liang couldn't tell what each of the huddled magic creations looked like. He could only see sharp claws flashing with cold light and pairs of ferocious eyes filled with green light.
"Timothy——"
With a flash of purple light, Teemo jumped out of the herd.
next moment.
Orange flames swallowed up Li Liang and four others.
At the same time, the C-type reconnaissance ship hit the "Yaling Gold" shield covering the Zhuos headquarters. It collapsed and shattered step by step until the energy in the engine lost control. In the earth-shattering explosion, the shield appeared even slightly. Check the cracks.
Space connectivity.
The portal lit up inside the shield, and four figures fell out and fell into the air.
The energy poured out by the explosion was beyond imagination. Even though he entered another dimension during the teleportation, Li Liang still fell into a brief daze.
Teemo threw out pieces of "mushrooms" and quickly bounced in mid-air. He first picked up Oumuamua, but when he grabbed Siexie, he was dragged by his heavy body and lost his balance.
"Li Liang!"
The moment he was about to fall into the canyon, Li Liang suddenly woke up.
The orange flames instantly resembled a surging torrent, enveloping Teemo and Siexie, and headed straight for the Dros headquarters deep in the canyon.
Deep in the dark jungle, in front of the trapezoidal pyramid entwined with vines, Li Liang appeared, looking up.
The afterglow of energy dissipation still remained at the place where the C-type reconnaissance ship exploded. At the same time, a shadow slowly covered the sun.
The goblin's magic troops finally caught up.
Previously, the fleet of pine cone-type spaceships, which had always been the fastest, was lagging behind and could barely cope. However, when encountering a real high-level magician, our side had absolutely no chance of winning.
Time is running out.
"Go quickly,"
Li Liang picked up Oumuamua and rushed into the pyramid.
Follow the straight stone steps all the way down, passing through space one floor after another. Soon, both sides of the stone steps turned into stone walls, and the top became lower and lower, like a corridor leading to a tomb.
Siexie, who was wearing a full set of powered combat armor, walked heavily. After entering the corridor, he suddenly said in surprise: "This is also Yalingjin."
"What?" Teemo stretched out his hand across the wall while running: "Yak, Li Liang, humans actually use Yaling Gold as a building material?"
Li Liang looked anxious and asked casually: "What is Yalingjin?"
"A kind of accompanying metal formed when spiritual cores condense, it is very rare," Teemo shouted.
Li Liang remained silent.
He remembered that when his former Chief of Staff Zhuos brought him here, he said that there was a huge piece of metal under the Aikent Basin. Xi'an suspected that an asteroid had hit the moon and left its core underground.
That piece of metal has the same properties as the surrounding walls and the shield covering the canyon. It can block the flow of spirits and even affect his spiritual vision. The magic talisman array is engraved on it.
Is the entire piece of metal "Yaling gold"?
A few minutes later.
The field of vision suddenly opened up, and a stadium-like space appeared, with a ring-shaped stepped platform surrounding a mirage-like light and shadow in the center.
Li Liang stopped and looked around.
Everything is the same as when he left, except that the lunar core engine seems to have restored part of its power supply, and the oxygen and gravity systems have returned to basic levels. It should be that Xian re-corrected the program when he took over Dros.
The members of the Dros family are still like solidified statues, watching the light and shadow in the center, while the bodyguards of the heroic spirits, the magicians and magicians loyal to Dros, are lying in their original positions, showing signs of corruption.
The thin air was filled with the stench of corpses.
Li Liang walked up to K, Dr. Xisen and Li Xiaozi, and found that the programmable spacesuits they put on before leaving sensed that the environmental conditions were suitable and had automatically retracted the joints on their chests.
The three of them were still staring, "alive" only physically.
At this time.
Teemo's voice sounded in the distance: "Li Liang, I smell the scent of a goblin. No matter what you want to do, hurry up!"
Li Liang came back to his senses, closed his eyes and looked up.
In Ling's vision, the shadow of Machisas was still floating above the canyon.
When leaving, the shadow of Machsas folded its wings, entangled its snake body, and lowered its wolf head. At this moment, it was blurry, leaving only the surging colorful mist.
Dododisar is right, this is not a pause at all, but a gradual slide into the abyss of complete chaos.
Sudden.
A long and melodious song echoed in the air, a low voice, vaguely present.
No, goblin magician!
With a flash of orange fire, Li Liang appeared next to the "wellhead" under the central light and shadow.
Well, leading to the Lunar Core Engine.
He placed Oumuamua on the edge of the well: "This is it."
Oumuamua was trapped under his arm all the way. At this moment, he straightened his flattened pointed hat, looked into the well, then put down the cylindrical container on his back, and once again took out the "magic wand" the size of an ear pick. road:
"Last time you just borrowed the talent of the phantom seed. Now, if you want to enter the 'Sorrow of Echoes', you must fully accept the phantom seed and let it enter the depths of your consciousness and become a part of you."
"Okay, let's get started."
Li Liang nodded.
The goblin's song is getting closer.
Siexie and Timo also rushed to the well and watched Oumuamua's movements.
Oumuamua took out a small silver bottle from the small bag on his waist, then took out a dried flower branch, a sharp knife and a small candlestick as big as a palm.
It placed these fragments in a certain order around the cylindrical container, then waved its wand and recited a long and difficult-to-pronounce incantation.
Li Liang realized that this was a complete magic ritual. He only recognized the dry flower branch, which should be "Flora's Memories", which is also the "strange-smelling flower".
The communicator in the ear could not translate the spell at all. Perhaps, those pronunciations had no specific meaning.
As Oumuamua's tone gradually rose, the cylindrical container levitated little by little, the lid was slowly removed, and the phantom species crawled out, as light as smoke, and as condensed and tangible as liquid, chasing Oumuamua's magic wand.
Finally, Oumuamua made a blast: "...Po." The wand turned and pointed at Li Liang.
Li Liang subconsciously took a step back, and the spiritual fantasy seed instantly hit his chest and penetrated directly through his seven orifices.
In an instant, he heard a long sigh again: "Well..."
this moment.
Time slowed down.
He saw the hair on Oumuamua's face swaying in the wind, each one clearly visible. He even saw two eyes as bright as black beans in the white hair.
Everything is in slow motion.
He turned his head little by little and saw that Teemo was on guard and was slowly frowning. Siexie was looking at the entrance, his right arm raised in front of his chest, and the projected image was showing densely packed small arrows.
The goblin's singing was stretched out into white noise, and he couldn't hear it clearly. He slowly turned his head and found Oumuamua pointing at the mouth of the well and nodding slowly.
He got it.
Jump down.
So, as if he was immersed in semi-solidified cement slurry, he slowly stretched out his hand, held the edge of the well, raised one foot to step on it, and then stood up little by little.
Time is getting slower and slower.
His eyes took a long time to turn to the left and he saw the undulating light rippling through the air like ripples.
After a few more minutes, he turned back. Teemo froze in mid-air, pointing his finger at the entrance. "Kalu's Wrath" was moving forward at an extremely slow speed. Sieshe held a shield in one hand and opened the armor on his right hand to reveal a shield. At the row of gun muzzles, blue light is centered on the top muzzle and spreading to all sides.
At the entrance, a familiar figure appeared.
Heir of the Noldor, guardian of the Silmarillion, Whistle of the Silver Spring, Helmblade Giant Vine Noldor, leader of the elf sentinels that first occupied the Fortress.
Li Liang slipped into the spiritual world right under Helm's nose.
Looking at the figure of the helmet blade, he fell towards the wellhead.
Time goes slower.
His thinking gradually slowed down.
After an unknown amount of time, a thought suddenly came to his mind: "Where am I?"
The slow voice sounded again: "Well..."
next moment.
Time flowed again, and he found that his head had just lowered over the edge of the well, and everything in the stadium had not had time to change.
What followed was a long fall, but fortunately his thinking was equally slow.
He thought he would fall asleep at some point, but he always stayed awake and watched the light group at the bottom of the well getting closer and closer until there was nothing but white light in his field of vision.
Then.
Li Liang woke up.
He blinked and turned over to sit up. The air around him was filled with white mist, which was thick and heavy and smelled like the fresh haze in the morning a thousand years ago.
What is this place?
He stood up and waved.
The mist was stirred and swirled.
At this time.
A figure vaguely appeared in front of him, no, there were many figures wandering around.
Li Liang closed his eyes and found that he could not enter Ling's field of vision. When he looked down again, the double-ring ring and the flying sword tattoo were also gone.
He frowned and walked cautiously towards the figure.
moment.
The nearest figure became clear. It was a middle-aged man, slightly stout, wearing casual clothes, pacing back and forth with his head lowered.
Suddenly, the man looked up.
Li Liang was stunned for a moment.
This man's face... actually had no eyes or mouth. They were not cut off, but looked as if they had never grown in the first place. The skin on the eye sockets and chin was smooth, no different from his cheeks.
When Li Liang stopped, the man lowered his head and continued pacing back and forth.
This is……
Li Liang walked towards another figure.
It was a woman, also without eyes or mouth.
continue.
One after another.
Li Liang finally understood who these wandering ghosts were.
Those whose consciousness has been swallowed up by heroic spirits.
They linger in this fog and can never get out.
Li Liang walked aimlessly and passed by countless ghosts.
for a long time.
He vaguely heard the cry of a baby. It sounded like there were two babies.
Following the intermittent crying, he soon saw two scenes appearing in the mist.
The weird thing is that these two scenes are like the performance venues of those melodramas, with no roof, no walls, just the floor and things above, and they are right next to each other, but their styles are completely different.
The one on the left is like being in a depressing cave, dirty, dark, and cramped. There are three people in the scene, two men and one woman. The scene on the right is an ordinary bedroom, bright and clean, with only one man and one woman in it.
There was a faint background sound from the scene on the left, which was the dull sound of rolling thunder, and from the scene on the right there was a loud voice: "Good morning, it is eight o'clock in the morning on May 28, 3002, dear citizens. , today is another sunny day, let us thank Xi'an together..."
The only thing the two scenes have in common is that both women are holding newborn babies in their arms.
