Nine hundred and thirtieth chapters original stone two
“What a despairing gap.”
Yang Songyu smiled bitterly, unable to speak. Although his life was not in danger, he was beaten to a semi-crimped state, and he could not even get close to the opponent's front.
This made her finally understand how big the gap between the original users was.
The instructors I saw in the academy before really had a lot of energy behind them.
"Are you okay?" The white-haired man ran to her side and asked.
"It's okay, but I can't move." Yang Songyu smiled bitterly. "I was reckless this time. I don't know if I can get out alive."
"I have a way. If you are willing, there may be a glimmer of hope." Bai Hu said seriously.
"Even Captain Wei can't do anything, what can you do?" Yang Songyu didn't believe it.
"I'm actually a third-level primal user. If I hadn't entered here too suddenly, I wouldn't have had time to put on my breeding gear!" Bai Hu explained quickly.
"What do you mean? You want my clothes to be given to you?"
Yang Songyu understood immediately.
Without breeding equipment, no matter how strong the original computing power adaptability is, it will be meaningless.
If the original user is a computer, then the device is the hardware, and the fitness computing power is the software.
A user without a device is like a computer without hardware, unable to perform even the most basic operations.
Without the breeding equipment, no matter how high the original level is, he will still be a normal person with stronger mental power than ordinary people, nothing more.
"I'd love to, but it's a pity it's too late."
Yang Songyu suddenly showed a hint of helplessness.
Bai Hu was startled and looked back.
At this time, the recorder was punching Wei Bing, who was charging towards him, with one punch. He opened his hands and a large twisted gravitational field was about to be released, killing everyone present without distinction.
"Eh? This breath??"
He suddenly stopped moving.
"It's a rough stone!"
Without any hesitation, he turned around and ran quickly towards the depths of the darkness. He left Wei Bing and others in a few moments and fell into an inexplicable space surrounded by darkness.
Basic spatial data modeling, vulnerability scanning calculation, simulation in progress
Recorder's disheveled hair was constantly tumbling and flying. His expression was solemn, his eyes were slightly closed, and he was constantly calculating possible flaws, weaknesses and loopholes around him at high speed.
After running in the darkness for who knows how long, he suddenly stopped.
"Found it!"
A crack in the cave wall with a white glimmer appeared beside him.
"This is basically Torva's mental memory space. What I need to find is not the space crack, but Torva's memory weakness.
It seems to have been opened in advance???"
There was a trace of doubt on his face. It was too easy to open the real space.
"Then, what's next is"
What emerged around him was a dark space with spiral stairs up and down.
It was as if he was inside a tall spiral tower.
Upward is a dark spiral in the center.
Downward is a slightly white spiral in the center.
"The exit is below!"
The recorder instantly determined the direction and dived down quickly.
Not long after, a large dark green stone appeared between the stairs and aisle.
Just place it directly on the flat ground around the corner.
La la la la
Torva, a translucent shadow wearing a dress and white socks, sat on the stone, swaying her feet and humming an unknown song.
But after one glance at the recorder, she slowly disappeared.
"Pretend to be a ghost!" Recorder snorted coldly, and quickly calculated the clothing on his body, but it was just the remaining spiritual power.
He strode over and reached out to touch the green stone.
"It's indeed the original stone! Such a big fragment. Didn't you expect that it has condensed so much?"
He hesitated for a moment, but unfortunately he still couldn't find the Millennium Fragment. The original stone was a special crystal formed by the Millennium Fragment spontaneously collecting the surrounding energy and condensing it.
But even though I didn't find it, this trip was not without gain.
"It seems that the fragments should still be in Torva, but the source of her power is most likely the legendary primordial fear. This pagan's spiritual pollution is extremely strong. If it stays in her mental memory for a long time, I am afraid that even
I may not be able to escape unscathed.
You must leave as soon as possible."
After the recorder quickly made the arrangements, he stretched out his right hand and gently pressed it on the green stone.
After that, the stone was like metal attracted by a magnet. It was directly attracted by the recorder's right hand, floating in mid-air and moving quickly.
In the darkness, the recorder flew quickly through the spiral staircases like towers, going all the way down.
At the bottom of the spiral staircase, there is a pure white luster that is getting closer and closer.
That is obviously the direction to the outside reality.
"I didn't expect that I would actually encounter rough stones when I came out this time." He said with a hint of luck in his heart.
If something like raw stone were placed in ancient times, it would be a black weapon that could destroy everything. Even a powerful empire like the Star Empire cannot ignore its existence.
Thousand-year fragments also require more than ten years of continuous devouring and absorbing energy before they can be condensed into one piece.
But now that he has such a big lump in his hand, he has an explanation for the organization.
Landing gently at the bottom of the tower.
Recorder carried the original stone and strode towards the exit passage.
kindness?
Suddenly he stopped and looked up.
Going out along the passage, you can see a young man in black robes standing in the outside world surrounded by white light.
The man had his back turned to him, as if he had been waiting here for a long time.
"Who are you?" Recorder looked gloomy.
"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that you and I meet here. Everything is destined."
The man in black robe has a very young voice.
"Is this the cult thing again? I'm sorry, I'm not a person who's easy to confuse. Get out of the way. You have no idea who the person you're about to stop is."
Recorder held the original stone with one hand and gently raised it with the other hand. The ring between his fingers slowly flashed a hint of silver.
He walked slowly and calmly towards the exit, and at the same time towards the other party.
The man in black robe slowly turned around.
"You shouldn't die here. In exchange for looking directly at me, I will only take away your vision."
A strange and terrifying scene appeared.
The face of the man in black robes has six small dark golden eyes on both sides of his chin.
A total of twelve small eyes are distributed on the face, reflecting his eyes that are completely like blood-colored stars.
Recorder's eyes widened and he wanted to speak again, but it was already too late.
He only felt a stinging pain in his eyes and quickly reached out to cover his eyes, but it was too late.
ah!!
He let out a shrill scream. Everything in front of his eyes was pitch black, and he really couldn't see anything.
The whole person staggered back a few steps, turned around and wanted to escape.
The man in black robe raised his hand.
Throughout the dark tower passage, countless tentacles of dark mist suddenly emerged from the surrounding darkness, wrapping around the recorder crazily.
In panic, Clarinet threw the rough stone in his hand away with all his strength.
There was a flash of silver light between his own fingers, and an invisible, transparent distortion suddenly enveloped him, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.
He actually ran away immediately!
The original stone was grabbed by a large number of black energy tentacles and gently brought to the man.
The man opened his black robe and his face changed rapidly, gradually returning to Lin Xin's familiar face in this life.
"Rough Stone"
He stared at the dark blue stone suspended in front of him, thoughtfully.
"In order to get this thing, I released a little bit of my cultivation, but I was still affected by the sword art."
Yes, since coming out of the black universe, Lin Xin used to think that he could finally break away from the shackles of Taishang's Nine Moon Divine Wind Sword.
But unfortunately, he was disappointed.
The horror and evil of the Kamikaze Sword Art soon became apparent again after he recovered part of his cultivation.
Just now, he ate Torva's mother in one bite because he was affected by the sword technique to a certain extent.
"It seems that I can't use cultivation for the time being, but can only use pure attribute power."
Lin Xin sighed softly.
He cannot use his cultivation base because the Divine Wind Sword Art has been integrated with all his cultivation base.
If you break through the Kamikaze Sword Art, your cultivation level will also break through accordingly.
Likewise, if there is a problem with the Divine Wind Sword Technique, the affected cultivation essence cannot be mobilized normally.
Otherwise, it is very likely to fall into the crazy distortion of the black universe again.
"Fortunately, the attribute ability alone is enough. Anyway, my main strength lies in attributes. I need to find the key to breaking through the distortion of the sword formula as soon as possible."
Lin Xin grabbed the original stone and could faintly feel the thick and strange energy stored inside.
"The boy who left just now had a similar aura that I was interested in. This rough stone also has it. It seems that this world is very interesting."
This is also the reason why he didn't kill the recorder.
Grabbing the original stone, Lin Xin turned around and suddenly disappeared into the darkness.
Boom!!
The tall spiral tower behind him that led to the endless sky suddenly collapsed.
In just a few breaths, it shattered into architectural ruins with not even the coarsest residue left.
weeks later
Mansha Cafe.
"What's wrong with you? Why are you injured? Is the Prime so dangerous? You've only been injured like this for a few weeks after taking office?"
Lin Xin sat opposite Yang Songyu and asked with a worried look on his face.
"Oh, don't worry about work. Just open your bookstore and there's all this nonsense!"
Yang Songyu sat on the sofa with her legs crossed, looking a little impatient.
White gauze could be seen on her face, neck, and the corner exposed from her clothes. Although there was no heavy blood spilling out, it was still shocking.
"Don't worry about me. Anyway, this is my own choice. I can't die." Yang Songyu put aside the topic and asked.
"By the way, I have already divided the shares. As long as my share is given to me by my father, it will be automatically divided to you according to legal documents."
"You know I don't pursue these things." Lin Xin shook his head and smiled bitterly. "I just want to live a peaceful life, open a small bookstore, and read endless books every day. I have nothing to do, go fishing, exercise, and bask in the sun.
Such a comfortable life.”
"It's so easy for you to be satisfied. Anyway, I have divided the shares, and the legal documents will automatically take effect when the time comes. I don't care about the rest."
Yang Songyu picked up her coffee and took a big sip. She was obviously a pretty girl with long hair from the academy, but what she did was hard to fathom.
He drinks half a cup of coffee in one gulp, which is rude and unrestrained.
"To be honest, if it hadn't been for good luck this time, I might have almost not been able to get out."
As soon as her mood calmed down, Yang Songyu couldn't help but start complaining. To be continued.