Chapter four hundred and seventy-ninth again and again
The next second.
The walls of the Black Prison Fortress collapsed.
In mid-air, the deans of Alpha and Starry Sky Academy were trapped in a light gray barrier; the Heavenly Mountain summoned by dean Atlas was exiled to the sky and turned into a faint shadow; three
The eight-armed giant ape was still roaring, resisting attacks from several great demons and members of the Dark Parliament from all directions; the pure-blooded Migo glared at the Rat Immortal, while Zhu Si held one of its jointed limbs and curiously looked at the one opposite.
A kind-hearted big mouse.
The biggest difference from the previous scene is that this time in Zheng Qing's sight, the sunlight in the sun was more golden than bloody, which gave ordinary wizards huge support. Impassioned war songs echoed on the battlefield, and the multi-armed giant Kotos sounded in the distance.
Howl.
But what is the same as the previous scene is that the strange and bizarre feeling that pervades the world is getting stronger and stronger.
The waves of air that rolled up when the inner castle wall collapsed came as expected, and the fine gravel repeated its previous actions, hitting the young wizard's cheeks and arms, wiping out more fine bloodshot streaks on the original scars.
In the distance, a low and clear mantra echoed vaguely between heaven and earth:
"Heaven and earth are dark and yellow..."
boom!
The colorful light, the spinning sky, the chaotic and huge flow of information, everything was just like what happened before. Only this time, Zheng Qing did not close his eyes immediately, but held on for a second longer.
Then he saw the Dharma book in his hand blooming with dazzling light, and vaguely heard the sound of the twigs sprouting and roots spreading in the lake in his heart, as well as the overwhelmed groan of his soul.
boom!
The wizard fell to the ground on his back, bleeding from all his orifices.
This time, Zheng Qing spent a longer time in a state of confusion before he gradually regained consciousness - or in other words, he was forced to wake up amidst a series of violent sneezes.
"Wake up! Wake up!"
"Let me just say that Fitzer's Rejuvenating Potion is very effective! Old Yao also used it!"
"Don't talk about the ones that are there or not... Who knows what happened to Brother Qing? Why are there so many blood stains on his face? Is he injured anywhere?"
"I don't know, weren't you fine just now?"
"The pocket watch in his hand..."
A furry claw roughly opened the eyelids of the young public-funded student. The dazzling light made Zheng Qing's pupils shrink subconsciously, and a stream of heat surged out of his eyes, but he didn't know whether it was tears or blood.
"What time is this?"
The black cat popped out a claw and shook the wizard's shoulder vigorously: "Can you understand what I'm saying? Did you see something you shouldn't have seen?"
Zheng Qing nodded laboriously, nodded continuously, opened his mouth at the same time, and reluctantly answered a number:
"three."
As soon as the words came out, there was no reaction from the others. Zheng Qing was shocked at first. His voice was like a traveler who had been hungry and thirsty for a long time in the desert. It was dry and weak, and even had a bit of a hoarse sound.
Obviously everything was fine before!
"Do not talk!"
As if aware of the confusion and panic in the wizard's eyes, the black cat patted his shoulder comfortingly. At the same time, a thick arm stretched out from beside him, holding a transparent ampoule in his hand.
"Fitzl's energy supplement, enhanced version."
Fatty Xin took off the cap of the ampoule, poured the slightly viscous light red liquid inside into Zheng Qing's mouth, and said half to show off and half to distress: "This is the last one... It's strange to say,
I clearly remember preparing four or five sticks before."
The potion was slightly sweet, and after taking it into the mouth, a wave of heat quickly spread to his limbs and bones. In a short period of time, Zheng Qing felt that he had regained his physical strength, and his brain was much clearer.
"Mirror." He said concisely.
The black cat connected with him, stretched out its paw, and a water mirror appeared in front of Zheng Qing. The young public-funded student looked at the strange yet familiar face in the mirror, and looked at the different shades of blood stains on his face, and his mind wandered.
A hint of speculation.
"What happened?" He needed further confirmation.
"Just now, everyone was discussing the fact that the black cat was once your shadow," Xiao Xiao immediately spoke clearly and answered quickly: "Dylan has never seen it, so he had a few arguments with Mr. Black Cat... and then
You suddenly fell on your back without saying a word, and your eyes were bleeding."
"But the strange thing is that the blood stains on your face were not left at the same time."
Dylan, who has the blood of the ancient O'Brien family, obviously has a strong authority on this matter. He stretched out his fingertips and rubbed the blood stains on Zheng Qing's cheek, then sniffed under his nose and lowered his eyelids.
, gritted his teeth and answered word for word:
"And I'm sure your face was very clean before."
Zheng Qing struggled to twitch the corner of his mouth and showed a helpless smile: "I am as sure as you are about this... What is the situation outside now?"
As he spoke, he felt some tingling in his hands.
Lowering his head, he saw a silver pocket watch in the palm of his hand. The complicated runes on the watch case flowed like fish swimming in the water, blooming with colorful light.
"Outside? Which outside?" Fatty Xin obviously did not understand the wizard's question.
"Where is my Dharma book?" Zheng Qing raised his head, looked at the black cat, and asked, "Where is my Dharma book?"
"How do I know!" The black cat swung its tail uneasily, pacing back and forth in the small shallow pit, its voice seemed a little anxious: "There must be something wrong... I also remember that you were holding the Dharma book before.
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Zheng Qing took a breath, reached into the gray cloth bag, and touched it.
The next moment, he pulled out a Dharma book with a milky white cover. The leather buckle was tightly fastened. Similar to a pocket watch, the Dharma book also bloomed with colorful light, but the light on it was uncertain, as if it would go out in the next second.
, but it exploded like a supernova in the next second.
Zheng Qing stuffed the book back as if he were grabbing a red-hot iron.
"It's full." He looked at the black cat and replied in a hoarse voice: "The Dharma book is full...the pocket watch is almost full...help me up. I'll take another look."
There was a look of disbelief in the black cat's eyes.
"This is impossible!"
It yelled, as if it wanted its voice to spread throughout the battlefield: "Didn't the school solidify the various dimensions of the underworld? Why did the power to change the timeline appear! Who is doing this! You are playing games!
Erhuo!"
No one answered its roar.
Outside the shallow pit, on the battlefield, the sounds of ordinary wizards chanting spells and the wild roars of monsters charging one after another. The great wizards in the confrontation had serious expressions and turned a deaf ear to the black cat's warning. However, the Archdruid of the Dark Council was curious.
He glanced at the black cat and took a deep breath.
"It smells so good."
He admired softly, like a gourmet in front of delicious food: "This aura of strength and wisdom... makes people seem to smell the smell of the future."
In the shallow pit, Zheng Qing struggled to stand up with the help of his companions.
Click, click.
The clear and monotonous sound of the beating hands echoed between heaven and earth again.