Page 776
And Su Qi also didn't know the true appearance of the end in the vortex of the abyss and the "Terminator" in the depths of the past.
but.
unimportant.
Su Qi looked at the fourth projection that appeared on the round table. Compared with the others, this figure did not seem to be very powerful. It did not have any special aura or terrifying fluctuations, but the fact that it could appear on the chair of the round table meant that this existence was equal to the other projections.
Su Qi smiled:
"Oh, my friend."
"We finally meet again."
Chapter 509 See you again, acquaintances
There are four people sitting at the round table besides Su Buxian.
One is the Lord of Angels, the holy light all over his body illuminates his own space like a cross section of a circle.
One is the Lord in Yellow, who is now bathed in a distorted dusk, a darkness that is too dark to look directly at.
The terrifying vision of the ancient god spread behind him, rolling over one end of the disc.
Finally, there is the most ordinary person.
He had black hair, lifeless eyes, and was wearing a black jacket. There was a hideous scar on his face and bullet marks on his body. Although he was unconscious, he looked a little vicissitudes of life.
He was the black-haired young man that Su Qi had met in the duel world before.
The other party gave him a revolver that was comparable to a magical weapon, as well as a box of cigarettes.
That cigarette is the object that carries the coordinates of the other party's trace.
Su Qi would naturally try to invest energy. The other party's identity was connected to a certain initial era in the past. The energy invested was even more than that of others, so the search would naturally be more difficult.
but.
Unexpectedly, I still found the opponent's traces and projected some of the power out.
Like other projections, it has no self-awareness.
These parts are just traces of power and are separate from consciousness.
"He doesn't seem to be that dangerous?" This was someone Lao Huang didn't know, and compared to other people, he was also the one who made him feel most relieved.
"Really?" Su Qi paused and looked at the other person's aura: "That's not necessarily true."
Unknowingly.
The aura of the black-haired young man was also quietly getting stronger. Although he had nothing else in his body, the
There are countless terrifying things emerging.
"Those seem to be all the visions he has experienced?" murmured the Dove God.
Behind the black-haired young man.
The outline of the vision became clearer and clearer, and the terrifying scenes surged like a tide, wantonly eroding the surrounding space. The visions all carried traces of his past. As the Dove God said, they were all worlds he had experienced, intertwined and influenced each other, causing endless panic and oppression.
Soon, this side of the disc began to change, and what came into view was a narrow street. The buildings around it had become dilapidated, and the gray sky was shrouded in haze.
There were several corpses lying scattered on the street, as if they had been destroyed by some invisible force. The distorted expressions on their faces were like silent screams, conveying endless pain.
The air was filled with a foul smell, and a suffocating sense of panic continued to rise, as if one would be swallowed up by this despair at any time.
A monster with burns all over its body and wearing a tall hat appeared among them, appearing like a nightmare ghost.
Then, the street twisted and deformed, and a dark underground facility appeared. The walls were full of rusty pipes, and faint lights flickered in the shadows of the corners. This is a place that people have forgotten, and it seems that everything has been abandoned by time. On the ground, there were bloodstains and several twisted corpses scattered around. The faces of the corpses were twisted beyond recognition, which was chilling. Suddenly, a low whimpering sound came from deep inside. The sound was like a whisper from hell, lurking in every corner and echoing endlessly.
"This must be an anomaly, right? Why do I feel the air is getting colder?" Old Huang's alarm bells were ringing.
There was a suffocating despair in the air, as if the cold air inside was blowing over. Only the whispering voice kept reminding people that this was once the world of the living, but now it has become a cage of death, as if something was about to burst out of it.
I haven't waited for Lao Huang to confirm it yet.
Then, another picture covers it!
It was a dead silent city, the once bustling streets were now deserted. The windows of the buildings were like ruthless eyes, staring at the desolation. The breeze blew, rolling up the dust on the ground, as if mourning for this lost land. Occasionally, a few crows flew by, their cries were shrill, as if they were mocking the tragedy of the ruins.
In the center of the city, there stood a huge statue, with a distorted and hideous expression, as if cursing all living things. The surrounding street lamps flickered with a weak light, like a dying struggle, and could go out at any time.
At this moment, the shadows around gradually condensed, as if countless ghosts were wandering in it. Their faces were blurry, and only those pairs of empty eyes were flashing with faint blue light, revealing endless sorrow and death.
Seeing this scene, Old Huang's pupils shrank: "Wait, I see, this is the Lord God Wei."
He seemed to have suddenly discovered something and covered his mouth abruptly.
But it is already late.
The terrifying ominous feeling seemed to sense the taboo, and the space became dark and colorless for no reason, with countless black and white things rushing towards it.
And as the outlines of these visions became clearer, the terror continued to spread. Those once blurry images began to emerge from the visions, and the hideous creatures gradually became clearly visible. Various twisted bodies were contorted and covered with sticky liquids, as if they were horrible monsters crawling out, and every movement seemed slow and steady.
The nightmare-like figure could be vaguely seen, walking with its head down, its slender fingers scratching the ground, leaving deep marks, as if tearing the reality of this space. Its face seemed to be invisible to anyone, only a blurry black mask with a strange sheen flowing on it, as if silently mocking Lao Huang himself.
As the vision deepened, the creatures moved faster and faster, as if they were racing against time, eager to pounce on a farther place. The air was filled with a suffocating breath, and one could feel them approaching at any time. The feeling of terror was like a tide that hit the real world, as if in the next second, they would be swallowed up by these things that crawled out of the vision!
"Grass!"
Old Huang became anxious.
He has now served the snacks, intending to appease this seemingly ordinary-looking black-haired young man, with all the terrifying visions displayed behind him.
The few words he uttered were definitely not the reason for the ominous and terrifying thing. The real reason was these horrific visions, which became vivid in front of Lao Huang's eyes at this moment, as if they were about to walk out of the dark crack and face everything in front of them.
A certain whisper kept ringing in my ears, and it seemed to echo with an endless finality.
There are streets full of haunted ghosts, underground institutions with countless zombies roaming around, death cities full of unexpected events, etc.
There was unspeakable fear in the depths of Old Huang's eyes.
This is definitely the main god space. The reason for all the ominous outbreaks is because of these strange phenomena.
But it's a pity
Desserts don't work.
There was no stopping the vision behind him at all.
"Su Buxian!"
Old Huang yelled, “What to do!”
Subconsciously, he began to ask Su Qi for help, as if he subconsciously believed that if he asked that guy, he would definitely have a solution.
"Snapped!"
It sounded like the sound of a lighter, and Old Huang turned around suddenly.
Eyes widened.
"What time is it? You still have time to smoke a cigarette."
At this moment, Su Qi lit the cigarette with a lighter and threw it to Lao Huang.
"It's not me who's smoking, light it up for my big brother."
Old Huang: “.”
Without any hesitation, he immediately did what Su Qi said.
Don't say it. Really don't say it.
As the smoke lit up, the vision behind the other party began to retreat rapidly, visibly, and was suppressed by the large amount of smoke.
but.
Although the ominous surroundings stopped expanding and spreading, the colors that had been swallowed up all returned to black and white.
"Why is this happening?" The Pigeon God was horrified.
"The end." Old Huang uttered these two words, with fear and terror in his eyes.
".Su Buxian, you have attracted a very important person this time."
“We’re all brothers.”
Su Qi looked at this scene and was not surprised.
Known Intelligence
The end is the place where everything in the past is buried, including the ancient paradise, the main god space, and the terminator can all be called the end.
In addition to these, Su Qi also knew two more ends.
One is the Lord of the World, and the other is the Evil God.
But what exactly happened in that buried past history is still unknown. The birth of the twelve dimensions occurred after that. He has also seen the scene of the birth of the world tree, but has no clue.
As for these ominous things at present, as well as the terrifying ominous universe, if we change our thinking and guess, they do not exist to destroy everything and devour all traces.
It is to cover up some past event, thing, or person.
Su Qi didn't know, and he had no way of knowing now.
Everything has to wait
Wait until the evil god is defeated, or wait until everything ends, or the dust settles.
There are so many uncertainties and who knows what will happen.
Since the evil god won't move, he won't move either, and will use all his strength to increase his own trump cards.
Moreover, one must hide one's breath and fluctuations. If one is discovered, it would not only be the evil god who is the lord of the abyss, but the end in the vortex of the abyss would be the real trouble.
However, it seems to have already begun.
The evil god is suspended in the center of the huge abyss whirlpool.
In the center of the abyss, a huge whirlpool was like a bottomless black hole, swallowing up the surrounding light and life. The rotation of the whirlpool was like doomsday and like a mad roar. In this abyss, countless phantoms gradually emerged, accompanied by an irresistible breath of fear. They were all black and white, and their shapes began to become clear from vague outlines, as if they were descending from the depths of the old days.
"This is the purpose of the abyss, to call back the end by swallowing up all traces through the black tide."
And below, a man in a top hat watched the scene.
"Next, how should you deal with it?"