Chapter 184: Xiangyang Ghost
What happened next is actually lackluster, but for me, it is definitely unforgettable.
After the starry night urged Jin Chenxi's true qi, the entire process of those invaders in the sky from intact to completely annihilated only lasted 0.04 seconds, and this time also included the 0.02 seconds when the golden light first appeared, which means that it only took about a tenth of an eye for them to be completely destroyed.
And after this tenth of an eye, the entire battlefield is actually nothing, and the next dozens of seconds are completely Starry Night's own performance, or he himself is alone in mid-air in a daze and distraction.
For me, this is complete garbage time, but the battlefield remastered will not miss a single detail, and still record everything faithfully step by step.
This wandering continued until Starry Night suddenly fell from the sky, and although the reproduction records show that this was also intentional, in order to charge up for the next attack, in my level and vision, what this guy did was no different from freefall, and it couldn't be more apt to describe it as a fall.
There were no sparks, no thunder and lightning, no dazzling sound and light effects, and his whole body just fell straight from the air like an ordinary stone, and crashed into the magma lake below.
Everything seemed unremarkable, almost silent, except that in the monitoring records, it was found that two massive mass points had appeared in the depths of the earth's core, which suddenly appeared and disappeared, and in a short period of existence, there was a momentary collision between the two, and then both disappeared in the monitoring, never to be found again.
Then I saw the starry night, and he appeared on the ground in an instant, flashing out like a ghost, and he seemed to be tired enough, and he stood on the shore of the lava lake on his knees, panting.
To be honest, it's hard to imagine Starry Night being so embarrassed, but this scene in front of me makes me feel awe-inspiring, because this time even the battlefield replica can't judge his whereabouts, how he appeared here, and in what way, no one knows.
And then what happened, the battlefield reproduction was even more powerless, because after the countdown of seventy-three seconds, the originally very close two-way communication between Dawn and the base was suddenly greatly disturbed, and the image transmission was completely interrupted, relying on the power of the base program itself, many details of the battlefield could not be captured at all, and even if they were captured, they were unable to analyze it.
All I can see now is the simulated footage that the base program extrapolated from the data backhauled, and the sound recordings from the scene that came back at the time.
"Its very body has been dismantledγγγγγ It will take at least a week to reorganize... Secure Capture... Trouble the teacher to deal with... β
"Leave it to me... Be careful!"
"And such a thing?"
"Why is this happening?"
"Teacher... Help me locate it at its coreγγγγγ I... To destroy it ... β
"I can't help it... I can't locate it... It's useless... β
A series of voices, the sound of starry night's horror and stunned at the beginning, his unwilling stubborn words later, the voice of the morning sun full of despair and chagrin, the huge roar and violent explosion and collision sound that constantly came from the background, all showed the danger of the situation and the despair of their situation.
"You're fighting the whole planet now!"
"It's the Earth right now ... The planet is its body ... How do I position... β
"The energy and mass of the entire planet are being extracted ... Concentrate here ... Defeat you... β
"I'm sorry... Affect you ... β
"Teacher... No... I'm not going to let you die... β
"You can manipulate the gravity of the planet... β
"Me too!"
The sound recording came to an abrupt end here, but I can probably guess what happened next even without looking at the analog footage:
In order to fight against the rapidly increasing huge gravity, he took the risk of unleashing the Divine Disaster Martial Arts Mountain Horror, turning himself into a new gravity source, a more powerful and violent gravitational source point, a dangerous battle between two huge gravitational sources, trying to tear the other party apart before the other party tore himself to pieces.
He succeeded, but also failed.
In the last twenty-three seconds of the battlefield reproduction, the two-way communication between Dawn and the base was suddenly restored briefly, and the images and sounds were retransmitted, which seemed to indicate that their efforts had indeed paid off, successfully breaking through the information blockade of the other party and gaining an advantage in the gravitational confrontation.
In this ephemeral and precious image, I see myself, the biologically dead self in the mouth of the sky.
At that time, the shadow of the earth was no longer visible, and in the dark cosmic space, I could only see a large stone and the starry night on the other side of the stone, and of course, the golden object floating around the starry night, which was the body of the morning light, although it changed shape, but I knew it.
The two sides confronted each other in the void, doing an invisible battle through gravitational waves, and it was impossible for the naked eye to see who won and who lost for a while, but if you zoomed in on the picture, everything would be clear.
The big black stone, I can only describe it, looked extremely smooth, extremely heavy, and flawless, the only thing that was incongruous was that there was a sharp blade stuck in the middle of the big stone's head, a bloodstained and clumsy looking long sword, and the sword body was wrapped in an equally clumsy scabbard.
That's me!
I don't know why, even though the sword was only a slender and scattered wisp of blurred blood, my intuition told me that the wisp of flesh and blood twisted around the hilt of the sword was me at that time!
It was a ridiculous feeling, but a voice in the darkness told me that it was true! And although the size of the long sword was far from what I had been hanging around my neck, the patterns and wear marks on the scabbard that I had remembered for many years were absolutely the same!
At that time, I asked the sky with my eyes, and the latter replied in the affirmative, well! I realized how conservative and implicit the word the sky used at that time, in the biological sense, was dead.
According to the firmament, although I was no longer humanoid at that time, oh, there were only a few broken flesh and blood threads left, and I could no longer die in the biological sense, and the violent gravitational tide had already broken all the objects on the earth at that time into atoms, and I was able to leave a few drops of blood, which was already a miracle to be honest.
Moreover, all the belongings owned by a life form of my level are only a body in the biological sense, and if this body is destroyed, the will to life will lose its only sustenance, and the soul, spirit, and spirit body do not exist at all! Where can these expensive luxuries be possessed by an ordinary life form of the standard universe?
But the weird thing is that I'm still alive, I'm indeed the one who has the only complete will in the mouth of the base program, I couldn't figure it out at the time, but now, the reason for it is self-evident, and it can only fall on this small pendant that has no sense of existence on weekdays, but has repeatedly broken the convention.
With this video, I finally determined that my perception at that time was real, that the fall, the fall into the abyss, and the violent impact in the abyss were all real, not delusions.
And the consequences of the impact are the immediate scene.
The sword and its scabbard slammed headlong into the rock body of the Lord of Ice at the cost of the entire Earth, at a speed close to the speed of light, thanks to the terrifying gravity.
Where the two collided, the fine and narrow cracked texture, like a moth-eaten anthill on a dam, became the former's deadly Achilles heel, and in the fierce gravitational confrontation and tug-of-war, those cracks became larger and wider.
Finally, in the thirteenth second of the countdown, the black rock began to silently disintegrate and split from the crack, and finally disappeared completely, and the two-way connection between Dawn and the base was also interrupted again at this time, and the image disappeared.
Thirteen seconds later, Dawn completely lost the last trace of contact with the base, and the mission was declared over, and the base program officially activated the emergency situation three crisis management plan at the same time, and the only survivor in the mission was urgently treated, and then sent to the third-level base of the main god space-Xiangyang Ghost.
So I came here.
But there was a serious problem that I had to face.
I found myself homeless, not homeless in the usual sense, but homeless on the level of the universe as a whole, and I completely lost the subtle connection to the universe in which I was born, and the horror and severity of it did not really come to my understanding until much later.
The tides of time and space, dimensional refugees, water without a source, wood without roots, floating like a wanderer, gathering and scattering.
γγγγγγγγγ Dividing line γγγγγγγγ
Xiang Ji looked at the tights falling from the sky in front of him with a confused expression, what is the situation?
[You unlucky ghost, I warn again, at any time, pay attention at any time, never take off this clothes, absolutely not, otherwise, you will regret it]
Anytime?
[Yes, at any time, at least until you are released from refugee status, you must not take off this dress for the rest of your life, otherwise the consequences are really not something you can bear]
Unfortunately, you have lost something very important and important, but fortunately, you still have me, and you still have the Master, and here, willing to provide you with shelter, so that you can live, even if it is very difficult.
Welcome to join my big family, the third-level base of the main god space.
Xiangyang Ghost.
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