The air around him suddenly became illusory, as if the entire space was distorting, and Lyle was stunned for a moment, his whole body surrounded by a sense of weightlessness. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Here it is again, the wonderful floating sensation of crossing back and forth between two spaces.

He rubbed his eyes, and realized that the place he was in was no longer the same space as before, and his vision was no longer gray and black after time stopped flowing. He looked up, and what appeared in his eyes was a red, not like the sky, nor the real thing like a roof, but like a thick blood-colored mist spreading in the sky, and the mist covered every corner of the sky, as if draped in a huge red curtain.

Lyle couldn't see through the other side of the fog, he looked around, in the distant direction, there was no end in sight, this space seemed to have no edge.

He lifted his foot and found himself standing in a pool of blood, viscous blood soaking his trouser legs, the waterline stopping in the middle below his knees and above his ankles, and he tried to move two steps, but fortunately, it didn't hinder or affect his movements too much.

This space is boundless, and empty, empty and dead, there is nothing here, neither mountains and rivers, nor birds, animals, flowers, grasses, insects, fish, not only lifeless, but not even the shadow of inorganic matter. It's like a dark corner abandoned by the world.

The blood water stretched down the ground into the distance, and the only thing that existed in this space was the bright red blood water.

This space is boundless, so the blood water that spreads all over every corner is also endless, like an ocean of blood, which may not be called blood water anymore, it is more appropriate to call it a sea of blood.

Lyle slapped his forehead, such a scene evoked his memory, around the time when he lost consciousness, he had also encountered a sea of blood gathering, but at that time the sea of blood was even deeper, the sea level was out of reach, and he couldn't reach it with his hand, and his five fingers brushed only the same blood-colored bubbles, and the bottom of the sea was deep darkness, his body fell into the sea of blood, slowly sinking, the depths of the sea of blood seemed to be a bottomless abyss, at that time, the cold and piercing bones of the sea of blood and sea water were still engraved in his mind, lingering, and the face that was exactly the same as him but made him sick。

Lyle frowned, he hated such memories, because it reminded him of that kind of face, the exact same face as himself, who wouldn't feel fear and disgust when he saw someone who looked exactly like himself standing in front of him?

"Here?" Lyle turned his head, and the old man was standing beside him, fortunately, the old man was still there, which made him feel a little relieved.

"This is no longer the space I created, this is your spiritual world. The old man pointed at Lyle.

"My spiritual world?" Lyle pointed to himself.

"Do you know the inner truth?"

"I've heard that," Lyle thought with his finger against his chin, as if trying to squeeze the knowledge stored in his head, "as if it were a realm of saying, the world we can see with the naked eye is' The surface layer, compared to the surface layer, the world of a higher plane than us is the outer principle, that is, the place where God lives, and the inner principle is the foundation of our world, in that realm there are only the most basic elements, the elements are condensed with each other, and finally obtain different attributes and properties, and the last kind of qualitative change across the plane conjures up the entity that we can capture with the naked eye, and the inner principle is in other words an abstract but real existence, which is the root of the surface layer. ”

"In fact, the spiritual world is a realm between the surface layer and the inner reason, although it cannot fully reach the magical level of the inner reason, but there is also a world of difference compared with the surface layer," the old man said, "And we are standing here now, just like our consciousness is in the embodied spiritual world in the form of a manifestation, and we reach the power of your embodied bloodline here, which is equivalent to the consciousness of your human being suppressing the consciousness of the Yaqi Blood Demon." ”

A piercing roar came from afar, striking the eardrums, someone, no, something was making a violent roar, and the roar brought a huge wave of air, and the wave of air swept across the surface of the sea of blood, sweeping out waves. Lyle rubbed his swollen and sore ears and squinted, he squinted because he couldn't open them because of the violent blowing of the air waves.

"I almost forgot about this fellow," said the old man, and his expression was unfazed, his flat expression making him like a rock that could not stand firm even in the wind and rain, and the fierce currents of the air rattled his cloak.

Lyle frowned, he stared at the blowing of the air current, and tried to open his eyes, looking at the figure in the distance, the blood-red coat, silver hair and red eyes, and the bone-pale skin made people subconsciously guess whether he was weak or sick, but that white was not a disease, but a symbol of death.

The boy who was almost exactly the same as him, the embodiment of the power of the bloodline, was standing not far away, grinning and showing a hideous and terrifying smile.

"I really hate to see that guy, obviously using our faces, and trying to snatch the sovereignty of my body, he thinks he is the endorsement of Laotan sauerkraut beef noodles?" Lyle pursed his lips, complaining while complaining, what he said was also the reason why he couldn't help frowning, because of disgust.

"I'm still thinking about complaining, it seems that you've been deeply affected by Suzu. The old man teased.

Lyle shrugged, no denial, the old man was right, he did want Suzu more and more, maybe because he wanted to reject the cold self in the past, maybe he wanted to be able to get closer to Suzu, or maybe both, but only one thing was for sure, he didn't hate his current self.

A huge pillar of blood-colored light suddenly enveloped the young man's body, rising into the sky, with the pillar of light as the center, shaking layers of violent and vast waves on the sea surface, and the waves were surging like a rioting herd of beasts. The feeling of unease accompanied by the suffocating majesty instantly fell on Lyle's body, and he couldn't help but half-kneel on the ground, his left leg was deep in blood, and cold sweat slid down like a curtain of rain.

Can I really do this? Lyle flashed such doubts in his heart for a moment, but only for a moment.

The pillar of light gradually faded, and then, the figure of the young man had disappeared, and in its place, a huge black shadow emerged from it, it was a giant beast, its limbs were like pillars reaching to the sky, its body was as tall as a hillside, eight long snake-like necks had eight heads, a pair of blood-colored pupils were like dragon's eyes, flashing with sharp fierce light, two huge wings were contracted on its back, and a giant python-like tail swept left and right behind it.