"Xili...... ......The sound of water sounded in my ears, as if it came from some distant and boundless deep sea. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Thor broke free from the terrifying white light and dark shadows and heard the sound of water.

"Xili...... "It is like the sound ......of water droplets dripping into the sea, and like the sound of waves crashing on the beach in vain and finally having to leave."

The faint light emitted by the interface of the system illuminates the world in front of him, no, it is not a single world that appears in front of Thor.

It was as if he had come to a bunch of slide players, and the images were overlapping and mixed in front of him, and it was a strange feeling, he was not looking with his eyes, but in a way that transcended the two-dimensional and three-dimensional descriptions, connected to a higher level, and perceived the world in a new way.

Saul had never tried such a perspective, as if opening a whole new door to the world of cognition, the world was constantly changing, and Saul realized in his heart that the past cognition was constantly being destroyed and rebuilt, and like climbing a mountain, he began to see the world from a new perspective.

There is no concept of time and space here, and Saul is completely unable to feel it, and even has in his heart the question "How long has time passed?" There is no standard for measuring such a question, and the only constant in the changing world is the "Xili...... The voice of the .......

"Hey-Jack, get all the ale in the cabin, damn it's going to be hot." Thor's spirit finally converged into the deep sea, and he felt like a monster lurking in the depths, silently observing the movements of the sea.

The passing ship glided over Thor's head unconsciously, and he could hear the whining and cursing of the crew above.

Then it continued to sink, decreasing in depth, and a dragon whale swam past Thor with its huge tail fin obscuring the sky and stirring the raging currents, a behemoth much larger than the one that had once stranded in the deserted corner.

This giant creature that can be called the overlord of the sea does not dare to sneak further deeper, where the light is faint and dim to make people's bodies tingle.

Thor no longer felt this way, his body seemed to be the whole sea, and his heart was not full of fear and fear, but was full of warmth and comfort—the sound of the water in his ears was louder, as if liquid was about to flow out of his ears, although he himself did not know where his ears were.

When his gaze came to the depths of the ocean, which was completely devoid of light, darkness enveloped Thor, and the system interface had automatically closed, and he could no longer see anything swimming past him, but he could still hear them stirring the water.

Then the world began to appear again with specks of light, like the dawn and morning star before the sky was about to dawn...... The sound of the water began to amplify, and Thor felt his body again.

He was head and feet upside down, something he hadn't felt before, he was falling upside down in a way that seemed to have fallen out of an upside-down tank, he had fallen from the bottom of the sea, slippery and slippery on a jagged reef.

"Whew-" Taking a deep breath, Thor shifted his limbs to try to regain the touch of his body, but it still felt hazy, as if there was an invisible membrane separating his senses, making everything around him never so real.

It was a rocky beach, with all kinds of sharp, sharp, and terrifying-looking reefs all over the tidal flats, and Thor raised his head to look at the sky where he had fallen.

The fluctuating sky glowed a dull red, like the glow of the sunset that had sunk to its extreme, and it unscrupulously swayed a thick ominous smell.

Thor looked closely, only to realize that it was not the sky, it was clearly a blood-red sea, and there were drops of sea water at this time...... It dripped down from above and melted into the sea level below.

"The sky occupied by the sea ......" Thor supported his body with his hands, slowly stood up from the reef, and then looked into the distance, not far from this tidal flat full of strange rocks, on a high ground, a twisted, quaint castle, standing quietly, like a terrifying monster, silently open mouth, suffocating and having to face.

Thor felt the sound of water in his ears getting louder and louder, as if he had become cheerful from the proximity to the castle, and his ears and eyes became wet, and droplets of water flowed out of them and fell on his neck.

He reached out and wiped it, only to find that there was nothing on his neck.

The brain was wrapped in a membrane and became dry, as if something was constricting, and Thor felt his vision narrow, that grandeur, expansiveness began to drain, and he was sliding down from a high plane.

And in order to put an end to this sense of loss, the sense of loss, a voice in his head kept urging him to go to the castle and get close to it...... Close to it...... Approaching it will no longer fall, and will be able to carry itself to higher dimensions.

Thor couldn't think, his brain slowed down, and he instinctively left the reef and staggered towards the silent castle.

Passing through the rocky sand, there is a winding path leading to the castle, surrounded by sand sculptures of various shapes.

Thor swept over the sand sculptures and could see that their appearance was very similar to the appearance of the terrifying fish-men he had seen in the underground plaza before, except that these fish-man sand sculptures were smaller.

They hold steel forks and sharp axes in their hands, like guards in front of the castle gates, crouching or lying down, or patrolling in pairs, the shape is very lifelike and realistic.

But Thor only swept by, and he had no time to pay attention to the fishmen, but rushed forward, and as he got closer and closer to the castle, the sound of the water flowed out of his ears and eyes, and "whoo-hu-hu-la" poured down on his neck, shoulders, arms, and even the ground.

But Thor looked down, but there was not a trace of water.

As the feeling of the water flowing out of the water became stronger and stronger, the tightened brain seemed to have room to breathe, and the sense of clarity, pleasure, returned to the body, as if a person who was starved of oxygen suddenly inhaled the freshest oxygen, and a traveler who was dying of thirst in the desert jumped into a clear spring, and the slipping sensation was terminated.

Thor came to the gates of the castle.

The door was open, and there were also statues of fishmen on both sides, but they were not sand sculptures, but made of some kind of stone material that Thor did not recognize, and the fish scales were also vividly depicted, as if they really had life.

Thor stepped past two huge stone gates that could not be seen to the top, and stepped into a vast and boundless hall where countless statues of fishmen stood, as if there were once so many terrifying fish-monsters living here.

In the middle is a winding staircase that leads to the second floor, where a new red carpet is laid and a number of one-man tall candle stands in the stairwell, each with seven white candles burning slowly.

Thor followed the stairs and went up, and after rounding the stairs for an unknown number of laps, he finally reached the second floor.

It was also a spacious hall, surrounded by numerous rooms with stone doors, at the end of which was another staircase leading to the upper floor, and in the center, in the most conspicuous place, a white half-height stone pillar carved into the shape of a two-handed lift.

A group of Mithri-silver light and bright air floated silently above the stone pillar, emitting the brilliance of infinite mysteries.

Thor couldn't help but approach the beautiful gas, and his brain howled greedily, urging him to catch the light quickly, as if there was some desperately desired and crazy knowledge in it.

Thor didn't resist, he felt that he had come here to take the brilliance, so he reached out and lightly touched the air mass with his fingertips.

Immediately after, the feeling of the world spinning came, and a ball of white light exploded, and the surrounding castles, stone gates, walls, and stairs were all blown to pieces, and everything was in vain, only the Mithril light was stuck in his hands.

Something ran down his fingertips, to his arms, to his shoulders, to his skull, to his brain—and to tremble violently, and some unknown and insane knowledge entered his brain.

When he came back to his senses, Thor found himself still kneeling in the dimly lit underground plaza, in front of the stone monument under the statue of the fish-man, as if time had not flowed, the man in black standing beside him, while the other members behind him were still holding torches, not daring to look up.

The only difference was that Thor had a Mithri-colored gas glow quietly suspended in his hand, like a galaxy in motion in the universe.