387. The World Is My Shackles!
A base on the outskirts of Mine City.
Lupos led the werewolves to slay most of the invading enemies, and several of the werewolves were almost fatally hit. But for them who have petri dishes, these injuries are nothing, as long as their hearts have not stopped beating, they can quickly recover their bodies, and even more strength than before.
In the laboratory under the base, Long Yantian was sweating profusely at this time, and his eyes were closed.
I didn't see him make any moves, but the frost in front of him had spread, and it had the momentum to crawl all over the lab.
The frost-sealed metal door was frozen solid, and unless brute force was used to destroy it, it would be difficult to open it from the outside.
The spiritual power in his body was surging, and he had reached the critical moment of breakthrough.
Although he has a rare heaven-level spiritual vein blessing, with the help of the "Stone of Paraenga", the speed of absorbing the surrounding spiritual power cannot keep up with the spiritual power generated by the cyanobacteria here.
It's like a wagon that can only fit ten tons of cargo is forced into a hundred tons of cargo.
There are countless conflicting energies in the bloodline of the dragon resentful heaven who want to be promoted, looking for a greater place to stay, but they can't find a way, and they are rampaging through his body, stirring endlessly, making him extremely painful.
"Diversion ββ!"
"It has to be ...... Divert them! β
Long Yantian only felt that the spiritual power in his body was agitating at this moment, and if he didn't take real measures, he might be about to explode and die in the next moment.
But he couldn't do anything!
I can only do my best to resist the invasion of this huge spiritual power.
A vortex of vast spiritual power was devouring his bloodline, tearing apart his body, pushing him into a cold abyss from which he would never recover.
The body that had been devoured by the power of the black evil was still weak, and even if it had recovered for such a long time, it was not as strong as his previous strength.
He knew very well that if he couldn't calm down at this moment and channel those spiritual powers, the consequences would be unimaginable. It was the young man who neutralized the power of the black evil and infused him with spiritual power, so that he was able to fight against those black evil forces, so that his own energy prevailed.
But now, he has only one person, and no one can help him.
After only a few minutes, he felt like he was dying, stumbling a few steps forward, and knocking his head to the ground. Cold Frost quickly froze his jaw and ground together, shivering uncontrollably.
The frost had completely covered his whole body in a short time, but there were still countless spiritual currents in his body that were drumming and rushing his muscles and flesh.
Suddenly, the spiritual power was like a closed magma that had melted the boiling rock, like a volcano that was about to erupt, but when it was about to break through the crater, it was violently rebounded back.
"Poof!"
I thought that a mouthful of blood would spurt out, but Long Yantian just opened his mouth wide, but there was nothing, but the ice ballast on his chin was torn off.
"Ignorance, do you think that with the spiritual vein, you can forcibly open up the sea of spiritual power?"
When Long Resentful Heaven heard this voice in a state of chaos, it was like an initiation, and the flames in his chest were extinguished in an instant, and he didn't feel a shock all over his body!
"You...... Have you recovered? β
He could already hear it, it was the young man's voice!
It's just coming from his head.
A huge amount of energy came from nowhere, and he only felt a flash of golden light in front of him, and the small bird god statue had floated in the air for some time.
Surprised, the dragon turned around and wanted to see what was going on inside the container, but he inadvertently saw a terrifying vision, an indescribable mass spreading in the container, expanding and then contracting, shaking regularly.
Subsequently, the scarlet blood mist continued to drift away, and various forms transformed in the blood mist.
At first, it was like a snake with antlers growing on its head, and then splitting into countless long objects, shuttling back and forth, and the familiar life forms overlapped and replaced, and soon changed into other things, with hands, feet, trunk and limbs, some tall and some small, as if the dark and deep space was full of countless lives.
Long Yantian was stunned by this shocking scene, if it weren't for the churning spiritual power in his body that made his spirit support himself, his mind was still quite clear, but he was afraid that he would have fallen to the ground in shock at this time.
In the dark, he only felt a palm supporting his body, causing him to levitate in midair.
The slowly condensing blood mist stopped changing, and shot towards the bird god statue like a beast that had escaped from a trap.
"Buzz!"
In an instant, all the lights went out, and a figure in the dark space slowly grew larger, and the powerful suction force came out of nowhere, directly penetrating the body of Long Yantian.
"Ahββ!h
He couldn't help but yell.
The disturbance of energy shook the ground and his heart at the same time, and the spiritual power that made him extremely uncomfortable poured out in an instant, and was sucked away like a flood of floodgates. The hot chest cavity was as if a cold wind had been forcibly poured into the oven, everything around was ping-pong, and the instruments and equipment in the laboratory floated as if out of gravity.
Long Yantian only felt that the lava that oppressed him disappeared, and his body flickered cold and hot, like a flame that would instantly scorch the nerve endings, and he didn't even feel pain, and he also tasted that feeling of being unconscious.
"Thank you, this energy arrived at a good time. I'm still far off schedule, but it's not too late......" The young man's voice rang out again.
The aura emanating from the figure's body eased the dragon's mood, and the surrounding algae wrapped in petri dishes emitted a faint blue light, relighting the room.
Small balls of light from nowhere pierced through the walls and floors, and swarmed into the room, merging into countless streams of light, bombarding the phantom.
Long Waitian's body imprisoned by the frost had a trace of vitality again.
"It's you, you're back?"
"Exactly, you've been keeping this thing for me these days, constantly absorbing spiritual power to recharge me, it's really hard for you."
The power restored in an instant brightened up the entire space, and all the equipment was running again, and the things that were floating in the air were just like the state they were in before, not only did they return to their original places, but they did not see the slightest change at all.
Long Yantian's feet had also stepped firmly on the ground, and after his eyelids jumped a few times, his eyes slowly opened.
The young man in front of him was the same as before, except that his hair seemed to have grown longer, and his face was as pale and thin as when he first saw him, and there was no trace of blood.
But, there really is something different.
Long Yantian saw that his eyes had not yet opened, but a voice echoed in his head: "Where did this power come from just now?" β
"Strength?" He was at a loss, not knowing what the young man was talking about.
"Forget it, you can't even notice it. Do you think that the spiritual power you have absorbed alone can help me get out of trouble? Zhuge Yun's figure was suspended in the air, his legs crossed, his hands on his knees, like a sculpture, immovable.
"Do you want to get out of trouble...... No wonder, was that spiritual power absorbed by you just now? β
"Exactly, my body is complete, but not enough to break free from those shackles."
Long Waitian asked with some surprise, "But...... Isn't your body right in front of me? And what are the shackles you are talking about? β
He really couldn't figure out what the young man's state was now, and he always felt that something was different, so he couldn't help but ask.
"It's a mental shackle, but it can't restrain me for too long......" The voice in Long Yantian's mind was very clear, but it was very ethereal.
"Spirit?"
ββ¦β¦ Leave that alone for now, and wait for me to recover my flesh in this world. body, there will be more important things to do. β
"Oh, I almost forgot! Did you know that this place is now surrounded by the armies of the Ancient Iron City? β
"That's not important, I'm referring to something else...... If my calculations are correct, there are probably two more 'moonrises' left. β
After a period of silence, Zhuge Yun slowly spoke.
Hearing this, Long Yantian suddenly remembered one thing - it was a prophecy that had been passed down to ancient times, which had been written into the "Star Glory Chart", and the prophecy in the ancient classics, and even because it was too long ago, no one remembered the accurate description in it.
"Head to knowledge and wisdom? Are you talking about the Black Towers that appear on the ground? β
"Exactly, that's a real threat to all life on this planet." A cold voice came out, extremely indifferent, without the slightest tone of pity.
"Hissββ!"
Long Yantian gasped, his body was petrified, and in an instant, thoughts surged him, and he began to search for information related to it in his memory.
The voice in my head came again: "Now, you people will see how you can destroy yourselves with the knowledge and wisdom you have stolen. The trumpet of destruction has been sounded in this poor sick world, and all will feel endless despair and helplessness of life......"
"Y-Where did you know these secrets?"
"Hmphβon another planet, of course, do you think it's here?"
"Oh my God, another planet! Who the hell are you......"
"It doesn't matter who it is, you'll find out soon anyway. This is a complete reincarnation of the stars, a reincarnation that no one can stop, except me. β
When Long Yantian heard these messages, he suddenly sat down on the ground, his mind seemed to be insufficient, but he still couldn't help but rack his brains to think about it.
Isn't all this just a prophecy? The young man didn't look like he was lying, but how could he dare to say that no one but him could stop this great calamity?
"You...... Is that the truth? It's as simple as that? β
"Oh-yes...... The truth is often so simple, and the complicated thing is your heart. β
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