The power of the delusion passed, and the subordinate's body, which originally had only a head, grew back in an incredible way. Flesh, flesh, bones, and muscles were then filled with memories. The palm was removed, and the complete subordinate opened his eyes. He looked at it with a blank expression.
After a while, the fragmented memory was reconnected.
"The boss..."
The resurrected subordinate was about to tell the boss the news he had learned, but was interrupted as soon as he opened his mouth.
"Go down, the mission is still the same as before."
Wu Chong waved his hand and dismissed the tool man.
He was too lazy to take care of the troubles in the court. When the erosion here was completed, he could just deal with it. He devoted all his energy to dealing with it, but the court didn't have the dignity to do so.
"yes."
The subordinate was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly and left.
After sending away his subordinates, Wu Chong turned his attention to the table again.
When Tang Qiaoqiao broke in before, he was experimenting with the 'Star', and there were already some signs of success. Now that he is back, he will naturally continue the research he left off before.
"seal up."
Wu Chong tapped his fingers on the table twice.
An ink painting was created to isolate the inside of the wooden house from the outside world. Without his permission, it was impossible for outsiders to break in, let alone see the experiments inside. Before, Tang Qiaoqiao only peeked.
She didn't even see it, but she was able to break in later because Wu Chong gave her permission.
bass!
A flame rose up on the table. After igniting the flame, Wu Chong grabbed a black insect and threw it into it, turning the flame the size of a candle into a fire.
Burning in front of you, without any warmth.
The desktop was not burnt black either.
This is a flame that exists in consciousness. As the flames sway, that weird frequency appears again and continues to strengthen. With Wu Chong's current strength, he was dizzy when he saw the black flames and almost died.
Able to sit firmly.
"Simulate the test of a stone hammer and see the power of disaster... You are really a madman."
In my mind, the sound of freehand silhouettes sounded.
For normal world masters, disaster-level world masters are a trouble they cannot avoid. Only a few extremists would want to obtain this power. In the sea of chaos, except for disaster-level world masters, the accumulation of order can also achieve the corresponding goal.
In terms of levels, this kind of normally promoted World Lord is called the Lord of Order, which corresponds to the Lord of Disaster.
It's just that both order and disaster are too far away for ordinary world masters. Many world masters have never seen the Lord of Disaster from birth to death, and only think that the sea of chaos is like this.
Wu Chong, who had never seen the ancient god Qi before, thought so.
"Sooner or later, we will encounter troubles, so we naturally have to find ways to deal with them in advance."
Wu Chong did not explain anything to Freehand Silhouette Chi, nor did he tell her the secret of his own panel. Although the other party had been assimilated by him using dream eating, he was still cautious.
"The frequency you use this time is already ten times that of using the stone hammer before. Be careful! Don't train yourself to death."
Chi's voice sounded again. Although she was not optimistic about Wu Chong's behavior, as a parasitic host, she still hoped that Wu Chong could survive. Otherwise, the traces of her existence might really disappear in this world.
"rest assured."
Wu Chong put his hand on the flame.
The familiar distortion in the consciousness was suddenly magnified to the limit, and the consciousness also appeared in a trance, as if it was about to be forcibly pulled into the world of consciousness in the next moment.
"star!"
A star point lit up between Wu Chong's eyebrows. This was the 'star' he made, and it was also the bearing point he obtained after Wang Zhong fused the glass beads.
The emergence of stars made Wu Chong's consciousness slightly more stable, but soon this stability was broken. All the scenes in the whole house emerged, reality and consciousness overlapped, and Wu Chong only felt dizzy.
Drowsily, looking around, the real wooden houses and ink paintings are constantly distorting and changing in front of my eyes.
For a moment, he couldn't tell the difference between reality and illusion.
"Your star is too watery. Although Shichui's world has been strengthened, it still cannot reach the level of a disaster-level world master. The 'star' you are simulating now is slightly stronger, let alone carrying disaster-level power.
I guess I can’t stand it even if I don’t have the slightest bit of consciousness, I’m just the same guy.”
Chi's evaluation sounded in his mind.
"Looking good?"
Wu Chong narrowed his eyes, and the distorted and overlapping reality and illusion were instantly frozen. He stretched out his hand and slapped the 'rockery' in front of him.
boom!!!
If you can't tell the difference, don't tell it apart.
Regardless of reality or distorted consciousness, just blow them all up.
A large wave of air exploded instantly, and the flames on the table split into countless flames. The floor of the real wooden house was smashed into a big pit by Wu Chong. The illusory and twisted rockery was also exploded by him. In his consciousness, roaring
Abnormal delusions emerged, roaring into the air.
This kind of monster that exists in the consciousness space appears in both the consciousness space and reality under Wu Chong's power. The hot power escapes from the translucent balloon body.
The temperature in the room increased visibly to the naked eye.
If it were a normal wooden house, it would have been razed to the ground by Wu Chong's explosive power, but Wu Chong had made arrangements long before the test. The explosive power did not break through the seal, and was perfectly compressed in the wooden house.
within.
After the explosion, Wu Chong sobered up a little, and his distortion was no longer so strong.
After realizing this, Wu Chong made a thought and decisively opened a passage to the other world.
"What are you going to do?"
In his mind, Chi subconsciously felt something was wrong.
"Isn't there still a lot of pollution left in Ancient God's Prayer? I'll take some back to practice with."
As he spoke, Wu Chong's arm passed through the door of the other world and landed on a piece of charred land.
A large group of crazy natives noticed this hand and rushed towards him desperately. These natives' eyes were blood red, their bodies were withered, and they were covered only by a piece of skin. What was strange was every inch of land they walked on
, there will be fire footprints left under your feet. These footprints are like poison, constantly eroding the world. The process is the same as Wu Chong's delusion, but this power is more domineering and the methods are more barbaric.
"Are you crazy?!"
Chi suddenly lost his composure. He knew that sooner or later Wu Chong would encounter the power left by the ancient god Qi, but he had never seen such an encounter. This is not the attitude towards a disaster-level world lord. People who don't know still
I thought he was catching the chickens in his yard!
His palm landed on the dark earth, and a poisonous aura spread down his arm.
The soil he was holding turned into black sand, like the debris left after radiation. Some wild people even climbed onto Wu Chong's arms and started biting crazily, trying to pass on the pollution to him.
.
"It erodes really fast."
Wu Chong glanced at it and withdrew his hand.
The temporarily opened passages to the other world merged again, and he brought out a wild monster with a body burning with flames.
grumble?
The wild man, who was burning all over, was stunned. He raised his head and looked around.
He found that the familiar scene was gone, and those of the same kind who were attacking his arms with him had also disappeared. It came to a strange scene, and a strange person was sitting in front of him.