When the pillar of light twists, the visible dome clouds converge into a vortex.

It's just that the swirling fog clouds are as black as ink.

The clearer the fog analyzer reflects the sky, the more intense the sudden ink color becomes.

All those who had been baptized by the stars and mist felt a faint feeling of suffocation in their chests at this time.

"The visibility of the fog analyzer is being compressed!" Liu Mei suddenly spoke.

Lu Meng felt that something was stirring in the depths of his heart, which made him a little manic.

Because this restlessness in the heart is not controlled by his thoughts.

Burst!

A short sword about 40 centimeters long was stabbed into the chest with his backhand.

Blood gushed out.

Lu Meng's eyes finally showed a certain relief.

"What are you doing!" A few people next to him whispered.

"I hate everything that feels like it's out of my control." Lu Meng had the short sword stuck in his chest, allowing the colic to continue to spread throughout his body.

"So I'm warning myself about the unconscious part of myself."

"Since you have become a part of my Lu Meng's power, you must completely bear my will!"

Lu Meng said the bloodiest in the most insipid words, and pulled out the blood-stained saber as he spoke.

This is a perverted move, but it shocked everyone.

Finally someone began to think about what Lu Meng had just said, and it seemed that they had just felt some kind of impulse.

Actually, that wasn't what I intended?

It's a spontaneous reaction of the absorbed fog ability.

"It's coming!"

Just when the people around him looked at Lu Meng, Lu Meng whispered to himself, his body arched slightly, and his right hand held the short sword that had just pierced his heart.

Woo......

The winds of the wilderness began to rise.

In the distance, heavy clouds seemed to be being pulled by some kind of force, surging wildly.

"It's lightning."

Lan Tai pointed farther away, faintly seeing a snake of sinuous arcs of light flashing in the sea of fog.

"The ground is shaking."

Flying Thorn was a young man with long hair, and his eyes looked indifferently at his feet, and the edges of the blades of grass trembled.

Boom, a larger bolt of lightning lit up in the distant fog, and a surging sound was heard.

In the depths of the dense fog that more than 400 people of the Stealing Organization could not see, a black crack about fifty meters high suddenly emerged.

The fissure was no more than the width of the index knuckle, and the inside of the fissure was pure black, and the edges of the fissure were twisting and wriggling.

The chasm sometimes widens, sometimes shrinks.

When the fissure touches the earth, a crooked wave of earth instantly rises on the ground.

This world wants to forcibly close this rift, but this rift is extremely stubborn, and even begins to give birth to a faint hideous meaning under the oppression.

At the southernmost tip of neon Kyushu Island, the sea around Yakushima Island begins to fluctuate faintly.

Ocean beacons dropped by official organizations have sensed these fluctuations and begun to send signals of anomalous movements in the earth's crust to the neon mainland.

……

……

Suddenly, the blue beam on the altar suddenly expanded, then contracted violently.

Brilliant light flashed in the pillar of blue light, and in an instant, a small crack was torn open, and countless inky ashes and blue starlight flew out of it, and suddenly converged in the next moment when the pillar of light was twisted.

It was the ink lord who had disappeared for four hours!

At this moment, the depths of his pupils were like a whirlpool, glowing with a palpitating purple.

The crowd on all sides of the altar fell silent and then erupted in cheers!

Their supreme leader has finally returned from the unknown stars.

"Lord Mo."

Lu Meng spoke nervously, the closest four of them were the only ones in the field who could see that something was wrong with the ink master.

The black beard of the ink lord with a slightly gray steel needle beard turned into the sky at this moment with the master's raised chin.

At this time, people realized how hideous the ink lord's face was, and the bulging blood vessels almost burst out.

The left hand clenched into a fist as if it was suffering some kind of pain, and the right hand had a wrist in a small crack.

If you look closely, you can see that the small crack seems to be brewing an extremely terrifying truth.

The crack was pulling at the ink master's right arm, and on the back of the hand, there was a wriggling stream of purple light winding upward, constantly clinging.

Those near-substantial streams of purple light are both tangible energy infusions and invisible life-and-death tractions.

Swish!

Lu Meng, who was a little closer, had already rushed into the air, but it was as if someone had hit him on the head, and his body was stunned, and he suddenly fell from mid-air.

In my ears and in my brain, countless whispers emerged.

The secret words are endless.

The wound in Lu Meng's heart had not yet healed, and his throat itched, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

He finally knew what the source of his irritability was, it was clearly some kind of high-dimensional thought that surpassed imagination and cognition when he was baptized in starlight.

Now it is obvious that the unknown mind is eyeing the ink lord again, and it attaches far more importance to it than himself!

Lord Mo's gaze swept sharply towards Lu Meng, blood flowed out of his pupils, and half of his face was covered by purple light, looking tragic and abnormal.

But at this moment, he is worthy of the title of the leader of the Stealing Organization.

The voice like Jin Ge colliding suddenly bloomed: "My wish is not fulfilled, how can I die!" ”

Its will is as resolute as iron and heroic.

In an instant, the earth-shattering momentum bloomed from that majestic body, and the ink master's left hand turned into a knife and slashed at his right arm!

Phew!

The right arm was broken at the shoulder.

The bright red blood mist explodes!

The right hand, which was almost covered in purple light, was swallowed up by the rift in an instant.

The ink lord didn't even move his eyelids, and his left hand clenched into a fist and swung towards the crack that closed in an instant.

The fist brought up a wave of energy, and the moment it was just drawn, the gravel scattered ten meters around it rose into the air with strange weightlessness.

When the fist landed on the small crack, the suspended debris in the air brought a violent wave of air to the air and soared into the air at a height of 100 meters.

An invisible shockwave rippled out in an instant.

Lu Meng's upper body leaned back, and his hands slammed into the ground to resist the shockwave.

But the other three, except for him, all flew out of the altar.

The rift dissolves to dust in the twist.

The whispers that flowed in Lu Meng's mind dissipated.

The high-dimensional thoughts, without reluctance or anger, dissipated without warning as the rift closed.

At this time, Lu Meng had the heart to look at the leader.

The body of the ink lord, who was only left in his left arm, shook for a moment, and sat cross-legged, the blood from the wound on his right shoulder naturally coagulated.

"Lord Mo?"

After the storm, there was a brief period of tranquility, and it was the first time that Lu Meng had seen such a tragic ink master.

Lord Mo exhaled a long breath, the purple light on his body turned into specks and seeped into his skin, he looked at Lu Meng, his eyes were still that kind of depth and wisdom.

"At first, I thought it was an evil thought in my heart."

"Later, I found out that it was a high-dimensional thought."

"Later, I found out that it may be a collection of ideas that are close to the norms of the world......"

"They give me the power to merge with me."

This is the most dangerous experience in the life of the Mo Master, and it is rare to be willing to say these words at this moment.

The many leaders of the Stealing Order jumped up together, surrounded them, and bowed down.

"I didn't feel comfortable with it, so I refused."

The ink lord made an unprecedented joke.

The crowd let out a long sigh of relief.

……

Bang!

In the pinna, a sound wave gently bloomed.

Well?

The group looked up at the same time.

The small rift twisted and vanished.

Disappearing together, there was also the original pillar of blue light connecting the starry sky and the earth, which bloomed into countless fragments with a soft sound, carrying the fiercest storm on the endless fog field.

Scouring into the boundless distance.

……

Under the starry sky above the starry sky, above Yakushima, the sky seemed to be lit up by fire.

At this moment, Lu Ze, who was outside Shangnan City, shouted out that abrupt ...... in his heart

[Still]!