Chapter two hundred and seventy-six unknown colors
The color comes from the stars, and is called the glorious evil god by the god king.
The God of Fine Gold and Weapons followed and floated towards the unknown dimension.
"The Evil God of Glory?"
"Color of the Stars?"
The golden god followed closely behind the colorful bubbles with a hint of confusion. He wanted to know what the so-called brilliance was.
After those colorful bubbles flew out of the black planet, this group of bubbles that seemed to be alive went their separate ways, flying in various directions in the starry sky.
The God of Adamantine and Weapons watched them leave separately, and then followed one of the colorful bubbles as it traveled deep into the starry sky.
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The universe is too big and the star world is too dark. For some beings, the known things are in their hands, but the unknown things are still scary.
Unknown existences seem to be whispering in unknown corners. Those unknown and unknowable existences are like immortal things that have existed since ancient times, exuding extremely frightening, panicful and terrifying colors.
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Hazy, fluctuating.
Warm water flows over your body.
The wide-eyed Greg breathed in the fresh water.
He loved looking at this majestic city from this height, even though he had seen it for more than a hundred years.
In the dim light, he felt very comfortable, and the whole city was looming in the dim light.
Many times, he would pass by this city from here and feel its tranquility and beauty.
As a member of the entire Kronston, their life is almost endless. Since ancient times, there has been no example of a Kronston dying of natural causes.
But whether they live forever or live forever, as members of this city, they also need to pay physical or mental work in exchange for their own survival resources to maintain their lives.
His profession is similar to that of a tour guide, which is to take tourists to shallow sea areas.
Then, bring them back.
"Passengers, we are about to ascend and begin our journey to the middle level." Gregor made a voice, and the water waves carried his words to the ears of several passengers.
The boat is not big, but strong enough.
Those passengers seemed to have their own affairs. One passenger was a little nervous, and another passenger was accompanying the previous passenger. The two of them were talking about something unknown, and the remaining two passengers were sitting neatly in their seats.
Sitting on the seat, looking at the gentle colors outside.
Greg wears many hats: driver, flight attendant, and deputy, all by himself.
According to their classification, the city where you live is the suitable zone, and if you move upwards, it is the middle zone. The division of the middle zone is very broad, about as high as ten suitable zones.
Going up further is the extremely frightening shallow sea zone.
The strong Kwanston can swim out of the suitable zone with his own body efforts and reach the middle zone in a short time.
But it is limited to the junction of the middle zone and the suitable zone. To get to the upper layer of the middle zone or even the shallow sea zone, you can only use tools.
After all, the higher they go, the lower the pressure is. Once a leak occurs, they may not survive even a few minutes in shallow water.
Therefore, every Kronston who can swim to the middle zone is a great warrior, a warrior who can be rewarded by Father God Daragon.
The parade was very quiet all the way. As the depth changed, the passengers' expressions changed slightly when they heard the creaking sound coming from the hull.
"Passengers, don't worry, this is a normal reaction."
"We are approaching shallow water and the hull is releasing pressure."
Greg had an indifferent expression on his face, grabbing the joystick with two sharp claws and floating to the upper level.
As the depth changes, the surrounding scenery becomes a little scary.
In the frighteningly bright light, several passengers couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
God, what a horrific sight.
There are more and more swimming creatures, and there are more and more twisted, soft, foam-like creatures.
In their perception, this is their forbidden land, but it is by no means a forbidden land for life.
Look, the big-headed soft-bodied creature covered with soft tentacles was looking at them indifferently, which was just as terrifying as the terrifying light group that became more conspicuous the closer it got to the upper level.
The bright white rays flowing at unknown distances in the upper levels are completely opposite to the calm and dark suitable zone. Here, they seem to be able to awaken any of the fears hidden in the deepest part of Kwanston's heart.
"Are you sure this is the spot?" The person sitting next to him asked the nervous man, hunched over and looking out the window.
The nervous man's mouth couldn't be closed, and his teeth were sharp and misaligned, but he kept them clean.
His eyes were large and protruded far away, the cheeks near his neck were incessantly flaring, and even the spines on his back were trembling.
"Coming... coming..."
The Keqianshen man was very frightened, "Get out of here, get out of here quickly!" He was so frightened that he roared in the high-pressure hull and was about to unbuckle his seat belt.
Greg turned half of his body and turned his head to look at the passenger compartment. He was about to say something, but he couldn't help but look at the front of the dark crystal hatch. There seemed to be something weird there.
That is, a light?
Bubble-like light fell from the shallow sea layer, just like the source of the extremely frightening ray fell. The colorful ripples twisted and fell in their eyes.
The more he looked, the more distorted he felt, and the more terrifying and weird the light became.
It seemed like there was a dark blue middle layer of light flashing, or there were other indistinguishable colors flashing.
Fanatical, chaotic, morbid, and seems to have a different kind of vitality.
Did that mean that the light group hidden in the shallow sea fell?
Greg was trembling, his upper and lower jaws were shaking constantly, as if he was fighting, the claws holding the joystick were shaking, and uncontrollable fear rushed straight to his forehead.
He didn't know or understand what he was afraid of, but the fear that originated from instinct and life had left him blank.
boom--
It was as if the cabin of the ship had exploded. Greg, who was sitting at the front and looking directly at the colorful bubbles, seemed to have suffered a terrible blow. His protruding eyes were bleeding. The small, small, close-up
There were blood streaks oozing out from the folds of his cheeks.
ah……
Greg covered his head and felt as if his whole body was going to explode. It was like he was thrown directly into the shallow sea and was about to collapse.
The entire hull groaned, as if it was about to collapse, swaying in the water, and the sound of creaking could be heard endlessly.
No, no, this tenacious Kronston man endured the pain that was like needles pricking his brain. The lives of several people on this ship were in his hands, and he had to react.
The captain who was controlling the hull opened his ferocious mouth and bit his arm. The pain in his nerves had no effect, and his teeth had penetrated his arm.
At this time, it seemed that even instinct and will had no effect. He could only feel in horror that there was a twisting and turning entity drilling and twisting under the arm he bit.
It felt like his arm came to life and became a separate life.