As a psychic, his perception of fineness and sensitivity is much higher than that of the other two. Some information cannot be blocked even if he wants to. In a trance, he was pulled by the power of the Fuso tree and penetrated the water body.
, rock formations, scraped through the mud, penetrated the magma chamber, interfered and collided repeatedly, and vaguely encountered some strange and specious structures.
The Horned Demon can feel that the True God is gradually paying more and more attention to these strange structures, constantly scanning and analyzing them, but these structures themselves have been integrated into the material structure of the water body and rock formations, and there are even some parts that seem to be closer to the changing time and space.
The horned demon himself is far from being able to experience the specific structure of time and space. It was only under the guidance of the Fuso Sacred Tree system that he came into contact with some super-class contents.
This is barely a good thing. It broadens his horizons, deepens his horizons, and is good for his future practice. The premise is that he can survive today's bad situation.
The Horned Demon's pessimistic expectations come from the True God's poor progress and increasingly restless mood.
From his point of view, the search and scanning work of the True God seems to be a bit rough. At least compared to these delicate structures that are entangled in mud, rocks, water bodies, and even changes in time and space, it is really too rough.
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The physical accuracy of these structures is generally very average. Maybe they are a scratch on the rock, an obvious deep groove in the mud layer, and many of them are traces visible to the naked eye. But once it comes to the whole, the connections between each other are
It becomes unimaginable and unpredictable.
Those basic strokes and lines of meaningful structures may have brushed the rock with the previous stroke, and may have been connected to the bottom of the mud layer with the next stroke, and the next stroke may even be a wisp in the rippling water... It seems like random scribbling.
, are also full of absurd coincidences, but they are meaningful on a deeper and broader level, at least judging from the current detection results, they are meaningful.
The problem is that the True God always "passes by" these meaningful structures. He himself is sensitive, but he often destroys the carrier of this structure and only detects special "resistance".
Huo Ran was shocked. If he wanted to go back to study, he was already in a mess and changed beyond recognition. It would be difficult to restore it again.
Repeatedly and repeatedly, not to mention the true god himself, he is just a horned demon from the perspective of a passerby. After playing through it several times, his mentality will explode.
After seven or eight rounds of destruction in the Salt Lake by the powerful power of the True God, all traces will be completely annihilated. Unless the True God has the ability to turn back time, there is basically no way to find the ultimate secret here.
Can be in a dream.
It's not easy to admit this fact.
At least this is the case for the True God. Judging from the vibrations transmitted by the Fuso Sacred Tree system, that person's emotions may have exploded for the second time. He has a strong unwillingness to make a final struggle. So he expanded his search.
The sensing range has expanded the power coverage area of the Fuso Sacred Tree System. With the saltwater lake as the center, the search radius has expanded to ten kilometers, thirty kilometers, fifty kilometers...
As the fulcrum of the system, the Horned Demon and other three people have become the relay station for transmitting spiritual waves. The magnificent power that does not belong to them washes through the structure of form and spirit. The tyrannical and hot place can almost melt their cultivation into
in.
The Horned Demon is really scared. Although he can be regarded as a believer under the wings of the Amaterasu Order, his faith is still far behind, let alone compared with Fat Dragon, even compared with an old man like Jing Xin.
It's completely a combination of interests.
The Amaterasu Order itself doesn't care about this. It's not that they are tolerant, but that once the True God, who is used to being impulsive and violent, gets the urge to kill, shallow believers like the Horned Demon may be eliminated like crushing an ant.
The Horned Demon only listened to similar rumors as jokes, but now he felt that this crisis was getting closer and closer.
The horned demon turned his eyes with difficulty and glanced at Jing Xin. The guy didn't care about the mud beneath him. He had already laid down on the ground and didn't even move to show his awe and the fear of facing the terrible unknown.
How special!
Who is it? Since he possesses such invisible magical powers, he uses this method to amuse them? Or is it a certain enemy of the religious order who is deliberately trying to attract the true god to give him a bad look?
No matter how I think about it, there is always a link in the logical chain that cannot be connected, and I feel terrible...
Eh? I can actually use my brain to think about other things?
The Horned Demon was sensitive to the fact that the power pressure projected by the Fuso Sacred Tree System had decreased. Was it because the impulsive emotions of the True God had begun to subside?
At this time, a rumble came from a certain direction. It sounded like thunder at first, but the Horned Demon quickly identified it as a jet plane passing by at low altitude.
He subconsciously raised his head and quickly caught the tiny outline passing under the clouds. It was a plane, yes, it should be a medium-sized transport system... Hey, why does it look familiar? This looks like he came from Lake City.
The one that was forcibly hijacked when it came in?
After six hours, the transport plane turned back in a swaggering manner and began to circle over the lagoon.
Did the pilot of the transport plane have any unusual expectations for the flamingo?
When the Horned Demon had similar malicious thoughts in his mind, thanks to the Fuso Sacred Tree System, his keen senses that expanded and spread accurately captured the hatch in the belly of the high-altitude transport plane, and a figure jumped out from it.
Just like what the Horned Demon did six hours ago, except this time there was no help from the Sharp-beaked Pteranodon, and the figure didn't wear an umbrella, personal aircraft or other auxiliary equipment, and just jumped down with bare hands, like a stone.
Falling down like a sudden.
It couldn't be that the body was dumped, right?
The thought was still lingering. The falling figure had already fallen more than half the height and had arrived in the airspace only a few hundred meters away from the surface of the saltwater lake. Without any reason, its falling momentum suddenly slowed down. The magnitude of the change was so great that the horned demon on the ground was shocked.
My eyes jumped when I saw it.
The terrible gravitational acceleration almost completely acted on that person, so that his limbs were greatly distorted and deformed, and even squirmed...
Squirming?
B-level ability users can already distinguish a person's body shape and facial contours with their sight.
In the eyes of the horned demon, the guy was wearing an anti-German suit, and his face was vaguely familiar. Yes, he looked like the co-pilot he had seen on the transport plane. But this face only lasted in the eyes of the horned demon for a second or two, and he was squirming at high speed.
The physical features formed by the deformation of facial muscles and some bones have transformed into a person he is more familiar with:
Luo Yuan.
"boom!"
After a magical mid-air buffer, the figure resumed its free fall. In the blink of an eye, it hit the lake near the shore hard, with splashes of water and mud that were comparable to exploding shrapnel.
The Horned Demon and Jingxin instinctively resisted and evaded. In the midst of the chaos, a hoarse voice said leisurely: "Hey, Lord True God, I haven't seen you for a long time. Why bother to come over for such a trivial matter?"