Chapter 692: Teleportation Array?
"What the hell is going on?"
Fang Yang was puzzled.
He circled the deck of the bronze ship ten times, from the rudder he was on at the beginning, and then came across a dozen more rudders, but even so, he still did not find any special buildings.
In addition to the tough cabin deck, there are also mysterious murals engraved on the corners of the cabin sails, and the rudder that towers like mountains.
Other than that, there was nothing superfluous in his field of vision, even if Fang Yang galloped thousands of miles in mid-air at a speed of thousands of miles, it was still such a cookie-cutter scene.
Fighting for the last bit of luck, Fang Yang finally galloped forward for hundreds of miles, and everywhere he could see, he naturally repeated the previous scene.
For a moment, Fang Yang even suspected that he had encountered a space wall and had been spinning in place, otherwise, how could he have galloped nearly five thousand miles away, all of them were the same scene.
Could it be that the legends are true? The bronze ancient boat is just a space ferry, not the so-called place of creation, otherwise, why has no one ever obtained the creation in it in the past million years?
Fang Yang suddenly thought a little weakly.
It is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, let alone cook without rice and water.
Now there is no possibility for this bronze ancient ship to enter the seven-fold hull.
Suddenly, there was a sonic boom in the surrounding space, like a powerful energy aura, the sound of crushing all the airflow in the space.
Fang Yang's heart couldn't help but move, and he followed the direction where the sonic boom sounded and looked over in an instant, only to see wisps of gray and black matter beginning to fill the chaotic mist.
"Void Turbulence!"
Fang Yang's pupils shrank.
Unexpectedly, so soon, these void turbulences tore through the layers of mist on the hull of the bronze ancient boat.
It seemed that the bronze ancient boat had already sailed away from the moonset slope, at least the hull of Fang Yang's ship.
Otherwise, it would not have poured out even more violent spatial airflow and broken through this layer of chaotic mist.
"It's bad. ”
Fang Yang suddenly sensed that something was a little tricky.
He didn't have a treasure like the Apocalypse Force Watch, which could resist the invasion and ravages of the Void Turbulence, and the treasure he possessed, only the battle armor forged by the Law of Heaven was defensive.
However, the Optimus Armor is composed of rune Dao rules, and if it is used to resist the impact of the Divine Powers, it can be said to be invincible, but the Void Turbulence is a physical phenomenon in nature, and the Optimus Armor is useless under this.
There are only two options for the downward movement, either to fight to the death and find a way down to the seven-fold hull before the void turbulence completely pours in and roars to the cabin deck.
Either speed to the rear deck now, break through the forbidden barrier of the bronze ancient boat, and then naturally land in the space where the moon sets slope.
But the second option was not absolutely safe, after all, Fang Yang didn't know the speed of the Bronze Ancient Boat, if it was faster than Fang Yang's, then it would be impossible for him to break out of the forbidden barrier before the turbulence completely poured in.
If you don't break out of the barrier, you can't fall in the space where the moon sets slope, and then rush out again, there are too many uncertain factors.
It is very likely that he will escape directly into the void and be strangled by the violent currents, or he may be squeezed by multiple spatial planes and crushed into powder, in short, the danger will not be much lower than the first option.
Therefore, Fang Yang was a little hesitant now, further was the abyss cliff, and it was impossible to take a step back.
If Yao hadn't been dormant, he would have been able to figure out a good solution.
Fang Yang couldn't help but think.
However, he could not rely on Yao in the face of all dangers, so he would never be able to hone his martial arts.
However, relying on himself, in the face of such a critical juncture, Fang Yang always had a feeling of indecision, and he didn't know how to choose.
Fang Yang calmed himself down as he looked around, looking for a countermeasure.
With a sweep of the afterglow, Fang Yang suddenly felt that something was wrong.
It's like a cookie-cutter decorative building, and someone has suddenly fine-tuned the direction and angle.
Although the magnitude of the change was very small, and it could even be said that it was imperceptible, the memory that Fang Yang had frozen in his mind before was a slight discrepancy with the picture in front of him.
Fang Yang's heart moved, maybe there was something special.
He quickly closed his eyes and recalled the images in his mind that had been frozen before, the pictures of thousands of kilometers on the deck of the bronze ancient ship's cabin.
A mysterious totem that stands tall and upright?
No, Fang Yang shook his head, although each totem was different, Fang Yang didn't feel anything wrong.
To say weird, the content on these totems is indeed weird, there are ancient relics, pure-blooded beasts, and pictures of the battle of all saints, but the perspective is a little unique, just like the perspective of overlooking all beings from the perspective of God, which makes people feel like they are thinking carefully and fearfully.
But all the totems are from this perspective, and they are all such chaotic and mysterious content, so there is nothing wrong with it.
A deck cabin made of countless immortal iron meteorites?
No, Fang Yang still shook his head, although these decks have experienced nearly a million years of invasion, and the ravines are vertical and horizontal, there is never a trace of dilapidation, so there is nothing wrong with it.
Sails from the sky?
No, it's the same on all rudders, it's the same.
And the rudder of a towering mountain?
Well?
Fang Yang suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked at the rudder closest to him, always feeling that something was wrong.
Although it is still the same appearance structure, what is given to Fang Yang is not different from the first rudder fixed in his mind.
But staring at it, there is always an awkward feeling.
It's like the carvings are a little different.
Chiseled?
That's right, it's engraving!
Fang Yang suddenly thought.
This is the awkwardness, the carved pattern on the rudder in front of him is different from the rudder facing the first one.
The first rudder is like a deep whirlpool, which can swallow everything, countless ripples ripple, one circle after another, and each circle of the vortex is carved with countless runes carved into it, and the vortex complements each other.
But the rudder in front of Fang Yang, the whirlpool it raised was one less circle than the first one!
Fang Yang was sure that he was definitely not miscalculated, there was definitely a circle of whirlpools missing.
The reason why it gave Fang Yang an awkward feeling was also because the rudder looked smaller as a whole.
But this feeling cannot be felt at all without looking closely at the hundreds or thousands of cabins, because there is no picture in my mind to freeze it at all.
Fang Yang even suspected that from the second rudder, it was already different from the first, and the whirlpool might have been missing a foot, or even an inch away.
It's just that because the rudder of the bronze ancient boat is too large, it can't be felt at such a tiny distance as one foot and one inch.
Feeling the change in the rudder, now Fang Yang was looking at the past, feeling that the whole person was deeply trapped in that huge whirlpool, unable to extricate himself, as if the whole person was about to be sucked into it.
Isn't this the space-time teleportation array?
Fang Yang's heart sank.
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