time, stop; space, solidification; Consciousness, snuff out.The grandeur and majesty of "parasitic mayflies in heaven and earth, a drop in the sea" suddenly bloomed and withered, and before the thoughts could react, the release and disillusionment of the Big Bang had ended, everything was destroyed in an instant, and the darkness slowly swallowed up, and the stillness condensed in amber made everything meaningless.From the sea to the mulberry field, it is just a blink of an eye, and the power of time and the ethereal space are instantly extended to the extreme.Syllable.Like a power outage, Horden only felt that the world had fallen into darkness.Syllable.A cold, piercing touch on his wrist leaped through the amber and into the depths of darkness, pulling Howlen's soul out with all his might, and the cold that penetrated deep into the bone marrow made his body shiver - but the darkness of the power outage felt the jelly-like harshness again: he was fleeing.Trample.Stomp.The instinctive reaction of the body can feel the footsteps are quickly stepping on the ground, but the thoughts that are swimming against the current still cannot be relieved, as if the soul has been left behind, but the body has already sprinted out, until the footsteps are free from the amber's restraint position, and the cold air pours in again.Call!
A powerful force dragged the soul forward at the speed of light, the whistling wind mixed with red, blue and yellow ambilight bubbled and flowed, space and time were distorted into substantial lines, and the whole world fell into a strange flow of light, but it was fleeting.Sou!
The thought returned to his brain, the heavy feeling of falling made the soles of his feet feel steady, he was sure that his feet had regained sensation, the realism of escaping death made his skin completely tense, and his sharply undulating chest finally felt the vitality of the air again.There was also a scorching heatwave, as if a flame was burning.What's going on?
There were countless thoughts surging in Howlen's mind, but he didn't have time to refine them, his pupils contracted, and he immediately noticed the figure standing in front of him.Bareheaded.The bald head, when Hodden first set up the Umani church, a bald head chatted with him for a moment and told him a story about Hano.At this time, seeing the bald head again, the vigilance revealed in Holden's eyes instantly became ready for battle again - "Shhhhhh ”The bald head put his right index finger on his lip flap and made a silent gesture, his eyes revealing a hint of anxiety, and the tense muscles of his body were also ready to attack.Horden's pupils narrowed slightly, he didn't perceive the murderous aura on the bald head, not to mention, it was the bald head who saved himself from the brink of death just now, so Horden temporarily chose to shut up, but the alert state was still not lifted, and he entered an ethereal state to maintain tactical preparations."
Damn it!"
Hodden realized that he had been careless, and despite his caution and vigilance throughout, he had forgotten one of the most important and deadly things - that this was a world full of psionic powers, and that there were so many things that were unknown that his alertness and attentiveness might not necessarily come in handy.Since arriving in Iwabuchi, he had never been hit or hurt by a truly strong person, so much so that he ignored that this was an era when the law still could not completely restrain the psionics, and his pride and arrogance had swelled unconsciously, and it wasn't until tonight that he really kicked the iron plate.It was his negligence.What happened just now, what happened, how it was triggered, what could lead to the results, and how did you get out of the situation......
He didn't know anything about all of this.His arrogance is putting himself in a predicament of death."
Damn it!"
Hoden was very unhappy with his performance, but this was not the best time to dwell on his frustrated thoughts, because he was not out of danger yet.Raising his eyes, Hodden followed the bald gaze, and could vaguely see a side corner of the room in the middle of the basement, unable to see the figures of those psychics, only some shadows could be seen on the walls and ground, and the whole space was dyed a brilliant red.It's not just the red shadows, but the crimson that is like the blood sliding down, as if those lights and shadows are giving life to it, struggling and roaring, and the large crimson shadows are trying their best to resist, but at this time it is already the end of the strong crossbow.It's the spirit animal.Seeing that the spirit beast was about to be completely suppressed, and the fluctuation of the fire element had reached a critical point, Horden subconsciously took a small half step forward, but the remaining trace of reason still allowed him to control his steps and did not step forward rashly; At the same time, the bald head stopped his movements with his eyes again.Hodden turned his head to look at the bald head.The bald head shook his head lightly with a serious face, and sent a signal to Hoden to stop it, and the worry in his eyes was far more complicated and heavy than that of Hoden.But the bald head didn't say much, just turned around and walked away quickly.Holden again cast his gaze towards the center of the basement: the truth, perhaps, is there; If not the truth that Horden was looking for, it could be an important fragment, which he had come infinitely closer, but now he just gave up?
Unwilling.Chagrin.Wrath.Negative emotions were bubbling in his chest, but Hoden immediately came to his senses - the surge and outburst of negative emotions was far stronger than usual, and Hoden's self-control that he had always been proud of seemed to be completely suppressed, and all judgments and choices were out of the orbit of reason.Wrong!
Hodden didn't hesitate any longer, glanced deeply towards the space in the basement, caught those fragmented details with his eyes, and then quickly turned around, firmly following the footsteps of the bald head, the fluctuations behind him were gradually quieting down, and the dangerous aura of death was gradually left behind, and the footsteps led the body back into the darkness, but in the darkness, he could faintly feel the peace and tranquility that he had not experienced before.Hodden followed in the footsteps of the bald head, navigating through the labyrinthine basement, turning left and right for about five corridors, and the bald head slammed sideways into a wall in the corner - hit the wall?
Before Hoden's confusion could catch up, he could see the bald figure disappear behind the wall, like a platform of nine and three-quarters.Horden mobilized his sensing power again, and immediately could see that behind the wall was a small room, and behind that wall was inlaid with a psionic magic circle, the picture seen by the naked eye and the actual hidden situation were completely different, this time Horden did not continue to hesitate, and went directly through the wall.The figure disappeared into the underground passage like this, as if no one had ever appeared.The fluctuations in the center of the basement gradually calmed down completely, and the surging fire elemental energy surged towards the center like a low tide, and finally disappeared, leaving no trace.Not even Hoden's sense of smell was able to catch the traces again.()