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Twelve chairs, ten broken.

Only two are intact.

According to the pattern in the memory, the intact chair, one is the position of the main hand on the left, corresponding to the twelve kings, the black shadow holding the brain of the god.

There is also a chair next to the left hand side of the black shadow, if Wu Hao remembers correctly, that position corresponds to the blurred figure with a clock-like prop on his chest.

"The rest are broken?"

"But in the photos I saw at the beginning, the twelve chairs should all be intact."

"But now ......"

He frowned, secretly surprised in his heart. Of the twelve chairs, only two were left intact, which was more than he had expected.

Was it later vandalized?

Or is there something strange going on here?

I don't know.

"These are ......"

Wu Hao found some traces of broken backs on the backs of all broken chairs. It seemed to be some kind of mysterious symbol.

There are mutilated compass-like symbols.

There are also symbols that are only a cloud of chaos remaining.

Most of the symbols are not real.

Wu Hao first walked to the back of the only intact chair on the side, shook the dust on it with his ghost claws, and saw a clock symbol the size of a fist, split with twelve scales, and engraved with incomparably mysterious patterns.

Diamond-shaped clock symbol.

"This ......"

Wu Hao hesitated for a moment, this symbol was very similar to the appearance of the power of the primordial hour on his forehead.

They are all twelve scales and are prismatic.

Coincidental?

Still is......

He walked to the back of the chair on the left, only to find that there was an empty piece behind it, nay, not an empty piece, but a dark one behind the chair, and no symbol could be seen.

Similarly, on the other side, behind the broken chair on the right, there is a pale and no symbols.

Two strange chairs.

The other chairs have symbols, but the two main chairs have no symbols.

What does this mean?

Wu Hao couldn't figure it out.

Eventually, he set his sights on the chair that felt most familiar to him, and which was engraved with almost the same symbol as the touch of his forehead.

Every time he passed the chair, he had an unusually familiar urge, as if it belonged to him.

This feeling is so weird and terrifying. It even made Wu Hao feel his scalp tingle.

The chair certainly didn't belong to him, but why did it feel so familiar? What was interfering with his will, and even his soul?

He has lived two lives and ghosts, and in nearly 150 years, he has never owned such a chair.

He can be sure of that.

But now......

The sense of familiarity is getting stronger and stronger!

Do you want to sit on it and try it?

Wu Haoqiang pressed the throbbing in his heart. Staring at the chair, thinking.

It may be dangerous, but if he doesn't sit down and try it, he is a little unwilling.

Think about it for a long time

"Forget it!"

Wu Hao sighed.

It's too dangerous, or ......

With a wave of his hand, the ghost mist pounced.

Of course, if there is danger, the ghost fog will go first, so do you still need to think about it?

Ghost Mist: "......."

Your uncle!

A moment later, under Wu Hao's gaze, the ghost mist conjured up Wu Hao's appearance on the chair, and turned his head to look at him defiantly.

No danger!

You can try it!

A slap slapped the ghost fog away, and Wu Hao sat on it by himself.

Suddenly, that unusual sense of familiarity came to my heart again, and in a trance, it was as if he had been sitting in this chair for thousands of years, tens of thousands of years.

He seems to have been pointing out the country from this chair

He seemed to have once waved Fang Qiu in such a chair

He seems to be the king on high, here, watching all living beings.

Rumble!

An influx of information, these informations, presented in his mind as a continuous scene.

In the scene, there was a huge palace, a throne that was almost similar to the one he was sitting on now, but it was thousands of times magnified, and stood on top of the huge palace.

The huge clock hung right behind the chair, ticking and turning.

A very vague figure was sitting on it, motionless, without any breath flowing.

At the bottom of the main hall, countless strange-shaped creatures knelt on the ground, trembling.

"Wang ...... About the ...... of the Netherworld"

"The Remaining Eleven Kings ......"

"Wang ...... God has been gathered and is about to come...... Your plan...... Temptation ......"

There seemed to be a vague voice.

Wu Hao was behind the blurred figure, his head was still a little dazed, and he couldn't hear what was being reported outside.

He just wanted to adjust his state, but found that the blurred figure in front of him had already turned his head.

Keep your eyes on him!

What a pair of eyes they were!

This moment~

Rumble!

Wu Hao only felt that his mind was completely exploded, and he didn't have time to take a closer look at the specific appearance of the blurred figure, and he was overwhelmed by the endless impact of concepts.

He couldn't tell what the concept was, and he couldn't tell what the information was, he only felt that his sense of existence was all shattered, and he felt like a fool at the moment.

One by one, small clocks came out of his ghost body, tearing his ghost body, but embedded in it, and the entire cave was filled with the strange sound of ticking and ticking at this moment.

Too character text fluctuates suddenly!

suddenly woke up Wu Hao's mind immersed in the scene.

"Not good!"

As soon as he woke up, he discovered his strange state.

Be terribly alarmed.

He was polluted by erosion!

How can it be!

I was just glancing at the strange presence on the huge throne.

And that's just the picture!

Incredible, incomprehensible. What kind of powerful existence is that?

The power of the whole body began to mobilize, and the power of the Taizi script was suppressed, and the fire of the soul was rising. It took a long time for all the evolutionary clocks on the ghost body to be ground and suppressed.

In the end, it was compressed together by Wu Hao and condensed into a tiny needle-like substance.

"Whew, it's dangerous!"

The ghost claw pinched the hour hand, and Wu Hao was afraid.

In fact, at the last glance, he didn't see the blurred figure on the throne at all, only remembered that it seemed to have a pair of terrifying eyes that were extremely black but glowing red.

It was that glance that made him almost polluted by erosion.

"The second time, the second time!"

"!"

"The first time I saw the upside-down man of the cross, now it's even more outrageous, just watching an information video, being glared at by that horrible guy, probably not looking at himself, just an ordinary turn back. In this way, it can be eroded and polluted! What the hell are these existences, and the grotesque don't let go! ”

Wu Hao gritted his teeth and secretly hated.

The more you come into contact with the reality of this world, the more terrifying existences you encounter.

was originally full of confidence in his own strength, but at this moment, he was hit in pieces.

"Damn, don't let Lao Tzu know who you are in the future, when Lao Tzu becomes strong in the future, he will definitely beat you to your knees and beg for mercy and call Dad!"

Sitting on a chair where there was no danger anymore, Wu Hao picked up the needle in his hand, he wanted to see what information this thing could identify.

However, this look made him fall into a huge surprise in an instant.

"Holy!"

"How could this be this!"

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