Scotti sat on the ground and completed the entire space jump.

It was the worst day of her life, she swears!

Although the mild-mannered Sur VII didn't really hurt her, the sheer weight struck her stumbling and falling backwards.

Originally, she should have fallen to the ground on her back, but the bag on her back saved her and provided a little support when she fell, so that she did not fall down, but sat on the ground with her back against her bag. The golden cat crouched beside her, tilting its head and staring at her innocently.

Before Scotti could stand up, the space jump began.

For example, Ritsuge said not long ago that you must not move around during the jump, otherwise you will stretch out your head and chop your hand.

So Scotti hugged the golden cat pressing on her with great difficulty, and didn't dare to move.

It was probably because she was sitting on the ground that she could look up and see everything above.

So, she saw a scene that she will never forget.

The boy who had just thrown a golden cat at her leaped to his feet, leaped over their heads and slammed his scarlet wrist to slam at the glass jar that was placed on the stone wall.

The glass jar was broken, and a large amount of spiritual power potion poured down.

"Taling 1, perform a space jump." Said to the Tower of Babel.

An immature child's voice said, "Permission, perform a space jump." ”

The poured out spiritual power potions were all absorbed by the Tower of Babel, and the layers of spatial runes on the inner walls of the stone tower began to light up, first those near the ground at the bottom, and then growing upwards like vines.

Ritsuge continued to leap upwards, as if he was stepping on something invisible.

A beam of light peeked through the window on the stone tower and reflected it inside, allowing Scotti to finally see what was under her feet.

It was a large number of golden threads, crisscrossing the interior of the Tower of Babel, forming a huge, three-dimensional, geometric pattern, like a three-dimensional spider web.

Ritsuge stood on top of the web, with eight tentacles open, like a giant spider monster weaving a spider web.

Scotti didn't know what the webs were, but she could see them - most of the golden threads were coming from the gaps in the stone walls of the Tower of Babel.

"Ready, space jumping is being performed."

"Ready, setting the time to return...... The return time has been set. ”

The spatial runes drawn inside the Tower of Babel began to spread from the bottom up, lighting up little by little along the lines carved by the god-killers four thousand years ago.

If the original spatial rune is not damaged, the golden light will continue to climb up along the rune until all the light converges on the glass spire where it meets.

However, in the rough and precise kicks of the song of words, more than a dozen holes were kicked out of the inner wall of the Tower of Babel, and the complex runes were structurally damaged, and some part of the rune nodes were completely separated from the Tower of Babel.

Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for the magic weapon of the Tower of Babel to be successfully activated, but the paradox is that the golden silk threads connected to the pit also have the characteristics of spatial runes.

Therefore, when a part of the lit golden light crawled to the location of the destroyed rune node, it automatically turned around and spread along the cobweb.

It spread to the song of words standing in the center of the cobweb.

Finally converged at his feet.

The other part of the golden light continued to spread upwards along the runes that had not been destroyed.

The song moved.

He stepped on the cobwebs and began to flip and jump.

The tentacles behind him began to wave.

The muscular tentacles didn't look beautiful, even a little hideous, but they waved with a peculiar rhythm and rhythm, and together with its up-and-down owner, it seemed to depict something in mid-air.

A hazy pale golden light lit up from where he had leaped, and then disappeared in an instant.

The light is a tentacle extended by "spatial perception", which penetrates the boundaries of three-dimensional and four-dimensional space at the same time.

"Ready, Space Jump Countdown, 10, 9, 8 ......"

In Scotty's eyes, everything around her is fading and darkening.

Only the figure of the young man flying above their heads became clearer.

“7，6，5……”

On the stone wall of the Tower of Babel, the light spreading upwards along the spatial runes became brighter and brighter, getting closer and closer to the glass spire at the top of the tower.

The speed of the song is getting faster and faster.

The dozen rays of light that he depicted diffracted upwards, and they didn't lag behind to catch up with the speed of the spatial runes.

This is the hardest part of the entire space jump.

It is not difficult for him to change the operation of the space magic weapon with his own strength, and it is not too difficult to replace a dozen rune nodes with a dozen or so in one heart, but the most difficult thing is to harmonize his own power with the rhythm of the Tower of Babel.

This required him to exert his abilities at the same time, but also to devote an extra amount of mind to observing and distinguishing the layers of spatial runes to ensure the timing of "replacement" and "embedding".

It's like a dancer juggling on a high-flying tightrope that needs to prick the occasional mosquito fly with just the right amount of hair.

He can do it because he is a song of words.

Maybe he is the only one in the world who can do such a thing.

“4，3，2……”

If the rhythm of the song slows down by half a beat, or if one of the movements is wrong in the slightest, then this space jump will fail at best, and at worst everyone will be exiled to the unknown void.

This is an extremely dangerous thing to do.

But Yan Luge didn't hesitate at all, as if he wasn't worried that so many people would die because of his mistake, and everyone present didn't seem to be worried that their boss would bring them to death.

Because words and songs don't make mistakes.

This is something that even Bailu has been amazed at...... There seems to be a precision in him that is more terrifying than a machine.

As long as it is possible to do it, it will be accomplished by him.

As long as it is possible to kill the enemy, it is bound to die at his hands.

No matter how hard it is.

He seems to have been born for miracles.

“1…… 0。 ”

The glazed spire of the spire was lit up, and some dazzling light pierced Scotty's eyes.

She didn't close her eyes because she couldn't bear to miss this miracle that was rare in her life.

After a split second of day, the glass spire vanished, the Tower of Babel vanished, the sunlight outside the tower vanished, and all visible to the naked eye except for the nearby teleporters vanished.

The small space they were in had been cut down like a tiny boat, thrown into an endless void of storms and undercurrents.

Ritsuge is the ferryman who rides the boat through the wind and waves.

(End of chapter)