The grass mud horse lay on the ground in despair, and the wind surged, beating him so that snot and tears came out.

He knew very well that the current situation was definitely his pot. Although he himself did not know why, wherever he appeared, the evil creatures of that plane would develop a terrible hostility towards him.

That's why he continued to wander in the plane for more than a thousand years, until he entered the world that could not be expressed in words.

It was a place of endless warfare, and his appearance did not bring any changes, anyway, it was already chaotic enough, and the aura of the traverser of the grass mud horse had lost its effectiveness.

But it didn't last long, and now he's back.

The aberrations were all around him, and he could really feel them.

After all, the ground is still quite difficult to ignore.

The talisman in his hand was already in tatters, but it slowly emitted a milky white light, which looked a little abrupt against the dim background.

The grass mud horse was taken aback and stared blankly at his hand.

The appearance of the thousand paper cranes folded with toilet paper is extremely miserable, the neck is too short, the wings are too small, and the body is too bloated, it looks nondescript, but more like a chicken that has eaten too much.

At this time, the thousand paper cranes were bathed in milky white light, and they looked sacred, but their mouths let out a rough laugh: "Hahaha, Newton boy, Leibniz, Einstein...... Surprised? Not surprised? Chicks that glow! And it will also create energy! Hahaha! The law of conservation of energy no longer exists! ”

The thousand paper cranes made a cross-waist movement with difficulty, although it was difficult to imagine a chick making such a pose if he had not seen it with his own eyes.

"Let me introduce, everything in the world has a field, whether it is a magnetic field or a pig killing field, there is a field! I am the field formed by the condensation of your beliefs, originally formless and substantial, but now that the physical rules of the earth have collapsed, I will come out! "Thousands of paper cranes float in the air.

The mud horse blinked, suddenly feeling a little uncomfortable. It flapped its short wings and flew to the face of the grass mud horse, "Aren't you tired lying on your stomach?" ”

"No, no, no. I'm just thinking, it seems that my grass mud horse's traverser aura still appears, although it is a thousand paper cranes folded with a piece of toilet paper. The grass mud horse said calmly.

"It's necessary, crossing is the ...... of the plane" Before he finished speaking, he suddenly slammed on the ground, stepped on one foot, and the thousand paper cranes directly lost their voices.

The mud horse looked up in confusion, and a black-haired man, about thirty years old, appeared in front of him, pulling the rope of the parachute on his back with his hand.

"My aura!" The grass mud horse cried out in grief.

"What aura?" Cheng Zihang threw the parachute into the air, and the parachute was blown away by the wind in an instant.

It's so strong, the grass mud horse swallowed.

"You're the one who followed Antarkuta?" Cheng Zihang pulled the grass mud horse up from the ground and thought for a while, "In your words, I am a dual personality patient. Sometimes I wish the sky, and if I want to fight, it is Cheng Zihang. Grandpa Zhu Tian said that this is because he has slept too many times and has too many residual symptoms after life. ”

"What are you talking about now? Dangerous! We're surrounded by aberrations! They're going to disembowel me! My majesty has gone crazy and doesn't protect me! The grass mud horse was so frightened that his teeth chattered, and he said several emotional words in a row.

"Oh, then I'll explain it to you later. Now the first thing is to leave. Cheng Zihang glanced left and right, "Oops, I forgot to drive the hovering machine over." ”

Grass Mud Horse: "??? ”

"Oh blind, do you want to call Zhu Tian out? It feels like I'm going to die. Cheng Zihang said calmly.

A giant monkey covered in black barbs was the first to arrive at the position of the grass mud horse. Cheng Zihang muttered while holding down the rushing monkey with one hand, grabbed both sides, and directly tore the aberrant monkey in half!

When the blood rained down, Cheng Zihang threw down two corpses without hesitation, "Kill it." ”

"My Thousand Paper Cranes...... It didn't take a minute to appear. "The grass mud horse was overwhelmed with grief and indignation.

"Don't worry about that, I don't even have a knife. It must be that Zhu Tian has Alzheimer's disease. Cheng Zihang punched the ghost man next to him into scum, and then kicked the sneaking winged lizard behind him and flew out.

"By the way, who are you? I thought Antakuta was alone. ”

"I am his prophet." The grass mud horse blushed.

"Oh, then you help me do the math, when will we die?" Cheng Zihang's voice became a little erratic, because the aberrant almost surrounded the two of them, his figure became faster and faster, and finally turned into an afterimage killing in the aberrant.

The mud horse felt weak and helpless, and completely unable to help. In the distance, the black fog of Antarkuta gradually thinned and his body became smaller and smaller, after all, he was fighting against an entire dimension.

"Big ...... Big brother, I think I can still salvage ......" A small voice sounded at his feet.

"A thousand paper cranes!" The grass mud horse was startled, and hurriedly bent down to pick up the thousand paper cranes that had become a piece, "Help, old man, I feel like I'm going to die, no, I'm the protagonist!" So what skills do you have? Like ...... The Awakening of the Ancient Bird God's bloodline? “

"I'll shine." The thousand paper cranes let out an embarrassed laugh.

"I doubt you're a gap over there with the aberrations." The face of the grass mud horse instantly darkened.

"How so?" The thousand paper cranes tried to transform themselves back into three-dimensional, flapping their wings, "I have other functions, since I am the embodiment of your faith, I can share my vision with you." “

"There it is! Wayfinding Crane! "So, Mr. Thousand Paper Cranes, can you tell me how this will help me get out of the current predicament?" ”

"Basically, sorry, but being able to peek into the women's restroom or something." Thousand paper cranes are honest.

Cheng Zihang's figure flashed and appeared next to the grass mud horse, his hands full of strange mucus and minced meat.

"It's over, look over there." He held out his hand.

One person and one paper turned their heads to look at it at the same time, and then their faces turned white.

The giant that Antakuta had turned into was gone.