"Where do I go from here?"

Garon endured the sharp pain in his head, and walked to the door a little top-heavy, and gently slapped it on a button.

That's the button that alerts people outside that he's watched the end.

There was no sound, and soon there was a faint sound of footsteps outside.

Click.

The door opened.

"Your Excellency, are you alright?" a young silver-haired woman in a white robe looked at Garon with a slight astonishment, and the moment she opened the door, she was a little frightened by Garon's appearance, and the blood flowing from her nostrils was scattered everywhere, looking very miserable.

"It's fine. Take a break and it will be fine. Garon waved his hand.

What he was most concerned about now was what was coming out of that moving black hole in his head.

Instinctively, he felt that these black hole breaths were not harmful to him.

The woman hurriedly stepped forward to support Garon, and the brush on her hand released a few light blue ripples, covering Garon's body.

Suddenly, a cool and comfortable feeling welled up in Garon's heart. But in exchange, the woman's face instantly turned pale.

"I'm sorry, my abilities can only barely heal you," she whispered.

"Thank you, it's much better. Garon barely squeezed out a smile, this was obviously a means of healing, but he knew that his body, with his physique was strong, unless it was his own recovery, the price that external forces needed to affect his body was not at all something that ordinary creatures could pay.

Out of the room, Garon went to the side of the hall of the Supreme Hall with the help of the woman, found a chair and sat down to breathe.

This time, Gareon was completely consumed from the inside out. The imprints of the mechanical machinery had collapsed, so much so that he had to rely on his brain's instincts to process and memorize the countless counts.

He had encountered such a situation in the mecha world before. But it's not as troublesome as it is now.

In particular, the mysterious black hole was obviously only a record of watching the information once. But Garon felt as if something had gotten into his head.

He quietly closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair, faintly hearing someone appear in his ears and call his name softly, but he was too tired to pay attention to it, and fell into a deep sleep, the Supreme Hall was imprisoned by the entire lighthouse, and no creature was allowed to use force here. So he can also rest in peace.

As his consciousness blurred, Garon vaguely felt as if he was being wrapped in an infinite dark aura, as if something was holding him up and moving in a certain direction.

He himself belongs to the Demon King of Guyindo. With the terrifying power of the four soul rings, such a level of control of the dream realm is almost a natural ability. Basically, there will be no phenomenon that the dream is affected by external forces. But now this is an unusual situation.

After a moment's concentration, Garon instantly woke up, and his consciousness in the dream realm was directly and completely awakened.

The surrounding black fog dissipated instantly, revealing a misty scene from the outside world.

To Garon's surprise, the outside world was not an endless dream black realm, but a large green surging mother river.

The rumbling sound of the roar kept ringing and vibrating in his ears.

He found himself rushing towards the most upstream of the Mother River. The countless atmospheric rivers around it are getting thicker and greener.

"Come on, embrace the darkness of a qiē and turn into the energy of the universe," a misty voice sounded in front of it as if it was summoning a moan.

Garon suddenly saw a familiar black hole rapidly appearing in front of him.

"Black hole!?"

His heart shook.

What the hell is going on!? How could I suddenly get so close to the black hole from my dream. What the hell is this thing!

Garon was faintly a little resigned, and in the face of something he didn't know anything at all, he was not willing to rashly try the risk in person, and wait until next time to be prepared. It's never too late to come back when the information is complete.

"Stand back!" he snapped. As a demon king, dreams should be completely under their control.

Bang!

There was a loud bang, and the aura of the surrounding rivers suddenly stopped. The huge power of the demon king emanated, and he began to control the dream realm and transfer it to his own control.

Garon felt his position begin to recede. Begin to move away from that mysterious and eerie black hole.

But at this moment, an extremely huge force rushed out of the black hole.

"Darkness, darkness, supreme darkness!"

It was as if there were countless people singing and singing. Countless thread-like power spread out, entangled Garon at once. Pull him frantically towards the pitch-black hole.

"This is !?" Garon's heart tightened, and his soul ring turned violently, trying to regain control of the situation.

But to no avail, the terrifying black hole power is like the giant tentacles of countless octopuses, more like countless invisible hairs, crazy winding around him, and the huge power transmitted is compared to Garon's own strength, as if the giant is not comparable to a baby at all.

"Damn it!"

Garon didn't get out of control until a qiē got out of control. If the power of this black hole is really the source of the mother river, it is naturally impossible for him to compete with the power of such an ant, even if it is only a small documentary image.

"Wake up!!" he summoned all his strength to try to wake himself up from the dream immediately, but unfortunately, this time the agitation seemed to stimulate the pulling force of the black hole even more, and an even greater pulling force diffused from the countless tentacles.

Although Garon wanted to explore the mystery of the source of this mother river, he never thought that he would be pulled into it in such a forced way.

The black hole instantly enlarged, getting bigger and bigger, and then suddenly occupied a qiē field of vision in front of him.

Garon suddenly felt as if he had been thrown into black ink, and there was nothing to see around him, only a viscous oily dark liquid slowly turning, carrying his body like a whirlpool in the water.

With this slow rotational movement, some subtle ** breath gradually penetrated into Garon's brain.

He vaguely understood what the hell this was

"The high-dimensional universe is a higher-dimensional space-time that exists on the mother river or even countless dimensional universes?" Garon distinguishes the content of this information, which is some kind of clearly arranged recorded information, as if someone has specially sorted it out. It is stored in the form of multi-text speech similar to ancient sounds. Obviously, it is also the content that has been processed by some great power later.

But then, Garon began to feel his power crumble. Collapse like a star.

All powers, including soul power. They all began to shrink into the depths of their souls in turn.

The darkness around is getting denser and stronger, and it is getting harder to move. The pulling force was completely gone, and there was no more movement after pulling into Gareon.

"High-dimensional space-time inevitably needs a huge amount of low-dimensional power as the basis for evolution and ascension, and I don't know if it is enough at my level. After Garon understood that this process was to improve the qualitative change of his dimensional evolution, he no longer worried about other issues, but now he was worried about whether his soul power was enough to cope with this entry into the high dimension.

Just like the characters in the painting want to break through the frame and enter the three-dimensional space, the price they need to pay is definitely incomparable to ordinary Cheng dù.

Since it was pulled in. Forcibly starting this dimensional ascension, Garon no longer hesitated, since there was no room to retreat, he could only move forward.

Judging from the ancient sound information left in the dark space, it seems that this information is also the remnants of many strong and horizontal storage zài who tried to forcibly improve the dimension but failed. Some of them are legion-level, some are ordinary people who have obtained powerful treasures, and some are also demon king-level cunzài, and by chance, they met the cunzài who saw the black hole. And then in an irresistible situation, he was pulled into it and forcibly carried out dimensional evolution. If you succeed in evolution, you can travel into a new high-dimensional universe, and if you fail, you will become a new cosmic fertilizer. Nourish all things.

Garon agitated the soul ring and burst out with an extremely huge soul power, which was the extremely huge strength of the middle demon king. It can even resist the pull of the black hole for a moment, but only for a moment.

Perhaps the True Spirit level can completely break away from the pull of this force. But now Garon has no room for resistance.

In the darkness, the power of the vortex became weaker and weaker. Garon almost fell into a state of stagnation, judging from the residual information memory in space, it is almost impossible to rely on his own strength to move after falling into a state of stagnation, once it is completely stagnant, what awaits Garon will be completely exhausted and rotten by the huge speed of time in an instant.

The rotation of the whirlpool can counteract the most rapid flow of time here as the source of the mother river. Once stopped, that huge amount of time would only take an hour or two to erase tens of thousands of years of Galleon's lifespan.

Along the way, traveling through a large number of worlds, Garon has never been afraid to face death, and he has also reached the point of life and death in front of him.

Inexplicably pulled into this black hole, if you can't move forward, you can only wait for death, and the only thing you can do is to fight with all your might.

Garon made up his mind in the depths of his soul that he would never hesitate when he needed to fight for his life.

The four soul rings began to spin wildly, and the terrifying huge soul power combined with the power of his violent body essence began to destroy the self-explosion of the miè nature.

The self-detonation soul power can produce a huge stirring power, but it will cause permanent irreversible damage to the soul ring, but the soul ring can be devoured and absorbed when it is gone, and there is only one life when it is gone.

Garon had just mustered all his strength and slammed into his rear to unleash.

Suddenly, the talent attribute column below his vision suddenly burst into a dazzling red light.

The endless red light instantly penetrated his eyeballs, penetrated his body, and even penetrated this darkness, like a light bulb suddenly lit up in the dark night.

Magnificent and sparkling.

The red crystal-like light froze all of Garon in an instant, like a worm in amber. He couldn't move at all, and even the power of the soul ring in his body that was about to explode was instantly solidified.

"Is this!?" Garon's heart was shocked, he had investigated the origin of his talent for a long, long time, but no matter how he investigated, he couldn't find a specific source, this extremely perverted talent ability seemed to be a powerful ability obtained by an extremely accidental luck contraction.

But deep down, he didn't think that just relying on a single potion mutation would naturally activate such a complex ability.

Being able to modularize the skills and abilities of all things in the world and summarize them all in it, so that it will never develop in a bad direction in a chaotic way, every ability is in order, and it also solidifies one's body, so that it will not degenerate due to reduced exercise.

Such a strange and powerful talent, even if Garon came to the lighthouse, he had never seen it.

Solidifying a qiē and storing a qiē can be said to be the highest conceptual power. (To be continued......)