"Quick, come and save someone!"

After cutting the stone, leaving nothing else alone, Zhao Mai first saw the four "dried corpses" lying at the bottom of the stone. The body of the Buddha is like a mummy, stacked on top of each other, and the top one can slowly move its arms. Zhao Mai hurriedly rushed forward, and the healing power of the Natural Force was injected.

Their bodies shook immediately, but it was only a tremor that resembled a muscle reflex. "Old man!" Zhao Mai shouted.

"They are dead, their souls and souls are gone, and there is no way to save them. The old man shook his head: "I can't do anything about those who are scattered. ”

"He's moving his arm just now. Zhao Mai instantly figured out what was going on. He had previously smashed two world waves into the rock, and the essence of that move was a massive amount of natural force, and its energy was enough to perform thousands of reincarnations, and these corpses should have been infected with that kind of life force, so that they had the sign of being half-dead. The four corpses were in the air and began to decompose rapidly, their shriveled skin beginning to crumble into confetti-like things that would drift away when the wind blew.

"If they died thirty years ago, then the bodies shouldn't be like this. No, there should still be a chance!" Zhao Mai saw the evil but did not believe in it, and gathered two world waves again, one left and one right, into the temples of the corpse. "How did you die? What did you not want to do? What did you see and hear before you died? Tell me. ”

From the perspective of the body structure of the creature alone, the person who was holding the head by Zhao Mai was rapidly regenerating. His missing body tissues are filled by Z worm essentia, and all the nutrients needed for life are supplied by Zhao Mai. Zhao Mai focused his strength on his skull, rescuing his brain as much as possible, and his psychic abilities were also connected in all aspects.

That person's appearance has been restored, and he is a middle-aged man who looks ordinary but has experienced vicissitudes. His eyes were "open", his mouth trembling, but it was just a tug of muscle regeneration. "I don't care if you have a soul or not, even if you are a stone, I let you come back to life, you have to give me life!"

If the power of life is a scorching flame, then when it reaches its limit, it is extremely cold, and the cold breath of the strange ghost overflows from the corpse's mouth, and the blue light flickers in its pupils. I saw his eyelids blink, and his last thought before dying was excavated by Zhao Mai.

"Dingding, you have new information. Zhao Mai's mobile phone vibrated and sounded. By this time, the corpse had begun to shatter, and there was no power left to keep it in this world. Dust to dust and dust to earth, no one can completely reverse the power of the passage of time. Zhao Mai tried and tried, but finally had no choice but to give up.

"Can you partially retrace what happened here?"

"Partial backtracking is not possible. Even global backtracking is not a panacea. On the one hand, you are involved, and I can't go back to you. On the other hand, there are some things here that have not left traces in the original power at all, and I can't see it, how can I go back? The old man sighed: "I follow the trend, including the backtrack. For now, only your incredible life-creating ability can do a certain reversal. ”

"It's not reversed at all, it's still not saved. But ......" Zhao Mai took out his mobile phone and clicked on it a few times. Finally got his last thought back. It's actually a ferry crossing request, why is the destination garbled?"

"The last obsession?" the old man frowned: "How could it be such a coincidence, it is a request for the ferryman, and the only ferryman who has the ability to restore this obsession...... No, the only existence that can restore this dying thought is just at the scene. If you're not here, all the corpses will be dusty in a few seconds, and you're just as powerless?"

"Not to mention the connection between this place and my father, and the fact that I used the world wave to find this ball. Zhao Mai looked at the old man and said, "Will there be so many coincidences in the things that I feel on a whim?"

"It's similar to this one, but you're really not ordinary. The sense of whim, in fact, is the communication between the will of the world and you when your ability is strong to a certain extent. But apart from the creator god and those who fully grasp the power of the rules of this world, no one can fully understand the language of the will of the world, so they can only act as a whim and feel something. And the Origin World is the meeting point of the rules of countless worlds, and even the Transcendent Throne cannot allow us to fully comprehend all the 'Dao'. In general, in this case, it is not that it is 'unreasonable', but that we cannot understand the truth of the will of the Origin World. When the world is in turmoil, this induction is nonsense, and it is difficult to have a whim, and it is impossible to foresee the future. ”

"It feels like a whisper of the will of the world? Zhao Mai took the mobile phone and clicked "Take Order", and the dialog box that popped out startled it. It said: The passenger has arrived at the destination "garbled code", and the one-way fare receivable is 30,000 gold coins, which is wrong and wrong...... error, the cycle is automatically terminated; the "garbled" location is logged.

"Old man, to what extent can the Origin Rules understand my power?"

"Not sure. Logically speaking, the closer you are bound to the will of the world, the deeper its understanding will be. Aren't you now in the world of both Earths?"

"It's still a little weird. Although he heard a reasonable explanation, Zhao Mai still couldn't let go. He used his psychic ability to dig a hole in the ground and buy the remaining bones and dust into it. Later, he and the old man began to examine the stone shell.

The lead shell of the stone was actually only the thickness of a fist, and in addition to the four corpses, there was a large piece of metal lying at the bottom of the round shell, judging from the shape and size, it should be the wriggling thing that Zhao Mai saw when he used the world wave to illuminate the stone. After the shell was cut, Zhao Mai probed the psychic ability, and the metal was pure iron, which was slowly oxidizing in the air.

The old man stroked his beard, pulled a wooden cane out of his sleeve, and as he approached, he tapped it everywhere. With him in front, everyone leaned over to look, only Sadiri stood honestly in the back with the child in her arms. The old man sighed: "Strange, strange, the inside of the stone is as smooth as a mirror, and there are no energy fluctuations, how can it deceive our perception?"

"Not exactly, I once illuminated the stone with the power of the realm, and it had such patterns on its inner walls. Zhao Mai concentrated his attention and copied the pattern of the pattern from his mind to form several memory crystals. "There may be some omissions in the rush, but it should be like this. ”

The old man took the crystal and placed it on the top of his cane. The crystal emitted fluorescence, and the old man closed his eyes for a while, then opened his eyes and said, "I don't know such runes, just from the graphics and drawings, there is a hint of the ancient language of the magic dragon clan." But even the ancient language of the magic dragon should have been used for a long time, and it has never appeared on Earth. The Magic Dragons are very old, and they may have some clues, but they can also be misleading traps. ”

"It's better than nothing. Zhao Mai said.