Chapter 755: Mosaic, Darkness (Part 2)
Yang Pan seemed to have known the information here for a long time and did not touch it. Instead, his eyes began to search around for something.
Zhuang Wuming had been paying attention to this mysterious high-dimensional person, and soon he walked forward.
He strode quickly, speeding up gradually, running through the gaps between countless white squares covering the entire space.
Zhuang Wuming also quickly followed, and the demon from Despair Continent also saw their actions and quickly followed.
This was a long ride. According to what Zhuang Wuming saw from outside, the central control room was only a hundred meters long and horizontal.
But now this space is at least a thousand times larger than what the outside world sees. This is an obviously compressed space.
Time passed by, and soon they found an unusual place in this vast white space.
This is before a white light curtain.
A huge, radiant light ball floated inside.
The light curtain covered a hundred meters in radius, and countless rays of light diffused out of the light cluster.
They are connected to the ground, and the light curtain itself spreads towards the countless white squares around it.
At this time, what attracted Zhuang Wuming, Yang Pan, and the ancient man was an object next to the light group.
It is shrouded in countless black mosaics that appear and disappear.
It was something like a mirror, in which countless images seemed to flash through.
The moment Zhuang Wuming saw it, he felt a tremor coming from his heart.
It seemed like I saw something I shouldn't have seen.
His gaze involuntarily shifted away from it and looked at the light group.
At this moment, he was suddenly startled, "Hey, what was I doing just now?"
There was a memory gap in his mind, which instantly made Zhuang Wuming alert.
The loss of memory is not a trivial matter. Zhuang Wuming glanced around in an instant.
When he saw the strange mirror-like thing again, his memory returned.
Taking a breath of cold air, he knew what was going on at this moment.
This mirror-like thing is very strange. Only when it falls in Zhuang Wuming's sight can he remember it.
Once out of his sight, he would not be able to remember this strange mirror object.
All memories associated with it will disappear.
If you look closely, you will see that this is a mirror-like object with an oval shape.
The long side is about 1 meter in diameter, and the short side is about 0.7 meters.
The edge of the mirror is a circle of black material, surrounding the mirror surface.
At the bottom is a small platform, which is a support point for it to stand upright.
Yang Pan and Mo Zu stared deeply at the mirror, completely attracted by it.
The peripheral vision in Zhuang Wuming's eyes kept scanning around, and he saw a gap at the top of the light screen.
A circle of mosaic-like space cracks appeared and disappeared continuously, covering the gap in the light curtain.
On the dome of the light curtain, a hole appeared, and it seemed that the mirror-like object fell from there.
At this time, Yangpan and Moxie also noticed the gap.
The demon was the first to take action, and in a flash, countless filaments stretched out, extending towards the sky above the light curtain.
Neither Yang Pan nor Zhuang Wuming made any move to intercept.
They are very happy for this demon to test the world behind the light curtain.
Countless filaments made of black flesh penetrate deep into the bottom from the gaps in the light curtain.
This demon is not an ordinary demon, but a demon chosen by the high-ranking people in the deepest part of the Despair Continent.
They have the most terrifying talents, and among demons, they are existences beyond imagination.
It is a powerful ancient being. If it were in the outside world, its strength would not be lost to the existence of the eighth latitude.
As soon as it took action, countless filaments were densely packed and went deep into the hole.
It was safe and sound, without any danger. All the strands of meat extending from its body were wrapped around the mirror.
But at this moment, the dense filaments touched the mirror surface.
The countless mosaics that constantly appear around the mirror come into contact with some of the filaments.
Silently, part of the filament disappeared, and all the filaments that came into contact with the black mosaic were the same.
This was pure erasure, and Zhuang Wuming instantly realized the mystery behind it.
The foundation of their existence has completely disappeared.
However, this loss has no impact on the demon.
As long as Nie Jing is not destroyed, he will not truly die.
Although part of its body was destroyed, it still pulled it out towards the gap in the light curtain at the moment it grabbed the mirror.
swish swish
The strange mirror was pulled out and fell to the ground.
Surprisingly, the ancient man did not pull the mirror in front of himself.
Countless threads were quickly retracted from the mirror and integrated into its body.
Zhuang Wuming and Yang Pan looked at it with surprised expressions.
The ancient man thought deeply, "This thing surrounds the ability to erase everything."
"I can't keep contact with it, even if I can regenerate infinitely."
"Let's study it together, no one can monopolize it."
Yang Pan smiled slightly, "The Continent of Despair, the residue of the infinite airspace, is indeed an indifferent residue, not tempted by anything."
Zhuang Wuming was a little strange and glanced at Yang Pan.
It seems that this mysterious high-dimensional person knows everything.
No matter it's the situation in the control center or the evil in this desperate continent.
Zhuang Wuming approached the mysterious mirror, and Yang Pan also walked over.
The three mysterious creatures stood in front of the mirror and looked at it carefully.
A strange mosaic shone around the mirror, dark in color, constantly appearing and disappearing around it.
Watching this phenomenon, Zhuang Wuming felt like he was watching a film, with a mosaic of black dots flashing constantly.
But that was flat, and what he saw now was a three-dimensional mosaic.
Looking towards the mirror, there is a black area, as if there is an infinite abyss inside, which can swallow everything.
There was nothing, and Zhuang Wuming suddenly frowned.
He saw something in the abyss-like darkness.
Involuntarily, he concentrated his attention and looked into the darkness.
The Yang Pan and the Ancient One beside him also had very solemn expressions.
But none of them noticed that their bodies were becoming very unreal.
It was as if they were changing from reality to illusory existence, with a power without any fluctuation surrounding them.
Suddenly, Zhuang Wuming's expression changed, and he suddenly woke up from staring into the darkness.
"Where is this?" His face changed drastically, and he suddenly realized that his surroundings had completely changed.
The Yang Pan and the Ancient One next to it have disappeared.
Only the blackness like smoke surrounded him, and the world was completely silent at this moment.
Zhuang Wuming could even hear every little sound in his body.
The flow of blood, the friction of muscles and bones, and every sound in his body shone in his soul.
This chapter has been completed!