Light!

The world is shining!

The holy white light was omnipresent, filling the entire space until it was unbearable, and eventually, like a balloon filled with gas, it exploded completely, and Father Corrado's spirit returned to its original form.

Blinking, Father Corrado sighed.

Now he is still in the surface space, after the explosion of that passage, his divine soul did not enter the core area of the Secret Realm, but was repelled to the outer layer, like a small fish and shrimp that a big fish spits out of its mouth when it sprays water.

Although disappointed, I didn't regret it too much.

This outcome was expected for a long time.

Entering the core area of the Realm is not that easy.

Even if he paid the price of splitting his soul, cast a divine descent spell, and attracted the full force of the Holy Cross, the containment object, he was only breaking the passage that trapped him and escaping after all.

Of course, there's more to it than that.

The Holy Cross captured a wisp of the existence of the Hidden Realm, laying the foundation for future actions.

Just like the war in the early twentieth century, if you want to destroy the enemy's firepower points with heavy artillery, you must also figure out the specific location of the enemy's firepower points, and you need to send scouts to the enemy's positions, find out these firepower points, and use mathematics to construct the coordinates in order to guide the heavy artillery in the rear to bombard the enemy's firepower points.

This breath is the coordinates.

However, it takes time to construct a specific coordinate positioning.

Until then, one can only wait patiently.

I'm still incompetent!

Father Corrado let out another long sigh.

With his ability, he can't exert 100% of the power of the Holy Cross, and even half of the power of the Holy Cross can't be exerted, and if he exceeds the limit, he can't bear it.

Therefore, this blow can only capture a wisp of the opponent's breath.

After that, the specific coordinates are calculated through a series of consumptions.

How much time it will take is not yet known.

......

Chain reaction!

In Father Corrado's space, the Light is wreaking havoc, and the world of the others is changing.

Before the change occurred, Ryan had a sense, the world in the middle of the second page of the golden book was first shattered, and then, the light and dark space in front of him changed, not at the same time, but slightly different.

Inside the Golden Book, the space in the middle shattered, forming a vortex, and at the same time, the image of the surface space in the upper right corner changed from blurry to clear, and it was about to be transferred.

Ryan's mind sank, and his soul entered the whirlpool.

The next moment, on the second page, there was an extra image.

"Hoo ......"

Ryan let out a long breath.

However, the feeling of tightness in his chest still did not completely dissipate, and after that, he opened his mouth wide and breathed several times in quick succession before he broke free from the drowning feeling.

This time, the space jump is like sneaking through water.

Poor breathing.

It's not really drowning, it's not really breathing air, it's just a metaphor.

In the space jump, even with the blessing of the golden book, there is still discomfort, as if drowning, if there is no golden book, Ryan would not be able to make such a space jump.

So, where is this?

The core area of the Trick Realm?

Or is it another surface space?

When he opened his eyes, there was a cold stone wall above his head, looking to the left, to the right, and even, leaning out of the bed and looking at the ground, up and down, left and right, all of them were cold black stones, including the bed under him, which was also made of stones.

Without doors or windows, it's like sleeping in a sarcophagus.

The only light came from the right, where a brass lamp was lit.

A clear gray halo shone out from the lamp, illuminating the entire stone house, this light was very faint, shining on the body, there was no warm feeling, there was only a cold, slippery feeling.

In short, Ryan felt extremely uncomfortable.

He raised his hand, placed it on the stone wall on one side, and stroked it gently.

It's still that cold, slippery feeling.

Sight, touch are present......

Ryan sat up and listened.

I kept this action for a long time, and then, a voice sounded in my ears.

A faint sound like a mosquito moaning came from a distance like a tidal wave, and when you tried to listen carefully to the content, the sound was far away, like the sound of low tide on the beach.

Where is this?

Who are you?

Ryan had doubts in his heart, but he didn't panic, he raised his right hand, pinched his thigh, pinched his left arm, moved his body a little, and then, got out of bed and jumped lightly on the ground a few times, did a few push-ups, frog jumps, and sit-ups......

There is nothing wrong with it, it is a healthy body.

He sensed the body and found that neither strength nor speed, or agility and flexibility, nor balance, were any different from the real-world Ryan.

Don't?

Ryan clearly remembered that he was the void passage that the soul entered, and when the passage collapsed, it was also the soul that jumped, and his body had always been in the surface space of the Mysterious Realm.

Ryan thought for a moment, climbed into bed, sat cross-legged, and breathed breathlessly.

He was going to use Gu Chaoyang's self-created breathing and breathing technique to make the divine soul enter the golden book to see if he could break away from this body and return to his original body.

Ready, he was about to carry out the plan when he suddenly stopped.

Palpitation!

The spirit has a feeling similar to heart palpitations.

This is a warning from the Golden Book that if you do this, something unexpected may happen.

In the dark, there seems to be a pair of eyes watching him, this is the gaze from a higher dimension, there is no time limit, there is no dead end, even his own soul is also under the monitoring of this eye.

What's going on?

Following his usual breathing method, Ryan took a deep breath.

Suddenly, an extra scripture came to mind.

This is an inexplicable scripture, and Ryan knows nothing about the content of the scripture, because it is not the text of the French Empire from the continent of Noah, nor the language of the water blue star, but the living text that writhes like an earthworm.

The text entered the spiritual sea, and Ryan suddenly knew how to recite it.

Still not understanding the content of the text, not knowing what it meant, he was able to recite the whole text in this strange and awkward accent, and he had to recite it, just as a person must breathe in life.

If you don't chant, you can only die!

Then, Ryan recited.

The sound wafted through the room, blending into the surrounding stone walls in Ryan's senses.

Eventually, the stone wall moved.

The whole stone house squirmed, squirming to the rhythm of the chanting of the scriptures, as if breathing.