Lin Mo walked in the corridor, looking at the shadows who came and went and shuttled, and even talked enthusiastically, this feeling was really very weird.

Some walk on the ceiling, some walk on the ground, some walk through the walls, and some even crawl among them.

The black shadow turned into strange shapes, long or flat, square or round, some like a line, no, because you look at it, it's just a line, but it's moving, it's talking, and the sound coming out of its mouth is very clear.

It seemed that the ceiling, the walls, and the floor were divided into several worlds, and as the shadows wandered from one world to another, they distorted and deformed, but they seemed to be unaware of all this.

The farther you go, the denser the shadows become, and the shadows begin to appear through the corridors, and they seem to be stronger than the previous ones.

Shadows flashed in front of him, emerged from one wall, swept in front of him, and rushed into another.

This feeling is indescribably weird.

The light and shadow are intertwined, people are most likely to become in a trance, and the black shadows are staggered back and forth, making Lin Modu feel as if he has entered another world.

No, it shouldn't be a feeling, it's a real entry into another world.

A world of complete shadows.

The swaying figures, the shuttled black lines, and the scenes one by one, seemed to guide Lin Mo and open a new door for him.

The shadow is born of light, and with light, there is shadow.

The darkness with the shape is the shadow, and the darkness without the shape is just the darkness.

But all this is completely different here, there is no need for light here, but there are shadows here, a world without light, full of all kinds of strange shadows.

The flow of people, the sound of the voice, the joy and sorrow, everything seems to tell Lin Mo the truth of the world, they live in a real world, their world has no light, and their world is full of light.

Because except for shadows, all that is left is light.

Darkness can never make shadows, only brilliance can, and perhaps in their worlds, darkness is light, so it creates even darker shadows.

Lin Mo stopped, he didn't dare to continue to move forward, not afraid, but worried.

It was already very strange to enter this space, and he didn't even find a way out for such a long time, but now he may be facing another world.

If you keep going, what kind of scenarios will you encounter?

He didn't know, and he didn't want to know, but he had a feeling that if he really came to an end, maybe he would enter the world of these shadows.

What would be in that world?

Dense shadows?

Or is it endless darkness?

How will he leave then?

In his heart, he even wondered if these shadows were the reason for the formation of this space, the two worlds intersected, and then a buffer zone appeared in the middle, and between the changes in this buffer zone, four strange campuses were born.

These four campuses connect with reality and communicate with another reality.

Or maybe these four campuses are not the intersection of one world in the first place, but may well be the intersection of two, three, or even four worlds.

If so, what should he do?

When the time comes, struggling in one world after another, there is no turning back, and the world is completely dark, is it really that easy to find light in the darkness?

Lin Mo stood here, very puzzled, the previous shadows "attacked" him the moment they saw him, so Lin Mo would treat these shadows as monsters.

That's not right, it should be said that for Lin Mo, these shadows were originally monsters.

It's just that now the monster is living in harmony with him, which makes Lin Mo feel a little weird.

He glanced down at the dark shadow on the ground, which was the shadow left under Lin Mo's true appearance.

"Why didn't these shadows attack me, and they looked like they were still guiding me to do something, could it be that because of the change in my shadows, they subconsciously ignored me, or wanted to let me into that world?"

This idea was very strange, but Lin Mo just had such a feeling, feeling that the shadows around him did not have any malice towards him, and shuttling back and forth like this was just their daily action.

In such an environment, it is actually difficult to explain who is who, and whether Lin Mo has not entered their world.

He's already walked in, but not completely.

Lin Mo raised the black knife, and his shadow raised the shadow knife in his hand, the same black, the same blade, at this time Lin Mo seemed to have become a defender, here to fight against a world.

The inexplicable feeling of breaking in, killing, and inexplicable made Lin Mo's heart add a trace of guilt.

"What am I doing now?"

"Walk in from the real world and then go on a killing spree in the world of shadows, then have I become an intruder?"

"Not only to invade their world, but also to wield a sharp blade and tell them that I have come to save you, and only by being devoured by me will you find true peace?"

This kind of psychology inevitably appeared in Lin Mo's thoughts.

The trance feeling between light and shadow made Lin Mo feel that he had entered another world.

It became a contradiction to start killing, devouring, to make your shadow stronger, or to back off and let the world remain as it was.

On the one hand, I want to get rid of these weird things, and on the other hand, I don't want to be a bloody, despicable invader.

Thoughts are colliding, hearts are entangled, and Lin Mo is extremely tormented at this time.

The sigil on his chest was trembling slightly, getting hotter and hotter, and the black knife in his hand was slowly getting colder, as if it was connecting people's hearts.

"What should I choose?"

Hesitant, at a loss, all the previous firmness was broken by the confused world view at this moment, and the shadows were like a whirlpool, running hard, forming an endless black hole around Lin Mo, wanting to completely pull him into the darkness.

Raised and fell, fell and raised, Lin Mo's heart was entangled, and the black knife in his hand became a junction of his thoughts.

"I'm a person from this world, and since I'm a person from this world, these things are invaders to me."

Lin Mo wanted to strengthen his beliefs and constantly convince himself to kill these monsters and restore peace to this space.

"They didn't do anything, they were just living, and they weren't doing anyone harm."

"No, if they didn't cause harm to anyone, why would they say the words of our world? Mere coincidence, which doesn't explain anything. ”

From those mixed voices, Lin Mo heard a world similar to the real world, but different, they have life, communication, and everything Lin Mo usually has, but they are not people.

Or rather, not the people in this space.

Do parallel worlds really exist?

Is the world really just the world we see?

No one can tell, countless people are exploring, but to this day, there is still no conclusion.

Hesitant and confused, the sigil on his chest began to burn, and Lin Mo felt as if his whole person was being roasted and tormented in a blazing fire.

"Kill!"

With a loud shout, all Lin Mo's entanglements and confusion were shattered, and he just felt a little uncomfortable, so he subconsciously shouted out this word.

But when the word is really shouted, the world becomes pure, and the mind becomes pure.

"Whatever they are, since they appear here, they are definitely not from this world, this is my world, our world, but it is by no means their world."

"It's like a ghost, it exists in the underworld, and when it enters the yang world, it already belongs to crossing the boundary, where does it come from and where it goes, and if it crosses the boundary, it is the intruder, and being merciful to the intruder is the greatest evil."

His gaze became firm, as if he had finally made up his mind, his eyes were cold, and his voice was calm.

And the black curtain that originally unconsciously covered Lin Mo's eyes was completely shattered at this moment.