Taking back the black sun, the embodiment of his concept, Su Ming turned his head and glanced at the ocean trench. When the rich blackness brought by the void dissipated, he could see the bottom of the abyss at a glance, as well as the many fish hiding there.
The previous battles were deliberately limited to a certain range by Deathstroke and had no wider impact. After all, they were just a nascent god and a physical creature, so there was no need to make things big.
Benthic marine creatures are often not very good-looking. As I said before, appearance is no longer important when living in the dark.
But even so, these big fish are still much cuter than the black mermaids that Proraya made just now, at least they won't jump out and disturb people's eyes.
It was originally the ability of the sirens to make constant noises in the sea to attract humans to look at them. However, although these sea monsters are deadly, they still have a beautiful appearance and a good figure.
How dare this little black fish dare to imitate?
It's a bit difficult to understand, but Su Ming also knows that sometimes, many people's ideas are illogical, let alone gods.
As he rose slowly, the water gradually warmed up, and he saw his cloak and his teammates who were lying on the edge and looking down.
"It seems that I'm no longer needed." Hermione put away her shotgun and wand. She touched the Bubble Charm next to her head and said with a crooked mouth: "This spell didn't come in handy either, Professor. It gives me a sense of participation.”
Because I sat on the magic floating cloak the whole time, and the cloak comes with a series of life-support enchantments, let alone the bottom of the sea, I can breathe freely even in the universe and void.
"Okay, if you encounter something disgusting next time, I won't care. You have to remember what you said today. It will be all yours to handle."
Are you not happy if you don’t work? It felt funny. Su Ming scratched the student’s nose and scared her and said:
"For example, flying dogs with writhing blood vessels stirring themselves up, living corpses with massive amounts of maggots flowing out of their seven orifices, cows with lotus milk all over their bodies, etc..."
"Uh... forget it then."
The little witch looked disgusted. She just thought about these things and had no idea of fighting them.
"My God." Bobo also looked surprised. He took a puff of his pipe and stretched his paws under his hat to scratch: "So what you saw down there just now can be the same as what you said later. Do analogies exist?"
"Almost. Although I destroyed the monsters and gained some information, I didn't win this time. It can only be considered a tie at best."
Su, who was moving his neck, was obviously a little tired. He sat back on the cloak, patted the silky embroidered collar of the magical artifact, and asked it to take everyone away from this world:
"Prolaya did cause mental damage to me, she ruined my impression of the story of The Little Mermaid... There's no going back, it's like someone ruined my impression of Chicken It’s a good impression, I originally liked chicken.”
The rooster crows and the sun comes out. This is what Su Ming learned when he was in primary school in his previous life. Su Ming still remembers it, and the fried chicken is quite delicious.
But Bobo narrowed his eyes and stroked the black hair on the back of his hand thoughtfully:
"So, even if you can control the flow of time, you can't eliminate the damage in your memory? Then this weakness may have been discovered by Prolaya."
"It's okay, it doesn't matter. Anyway, I have long passed the age of reading fairy tales." Cloak led everyone out of the water and flew towards the blue sky: "Besides, mermaids and fishmen are not the same species at all."
"I'm a little confused by you, man, what kind of monster did you see that you can't even describe its appearance?"
After straightening the hair on the back of his hand, Bobo blew out a puff of smoke. He wiped the pipe on his clothes and frowned in thought.
"We generally call this situation indescribable." Su Ming answered him with a smile, and then looked at Jaina's state: "Just like the little princess said before, only the ancestors who invented language and writing
If you have seen such deformed monsters, then you will have the vocabulary to describe them."
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The earth on which the plague was about to break out gradually faded away behind everyone. It gradually turned from a blue water ball into an invisible dot, and then completely disappeared under the cover of black.
The cloak moved forward at a speed beyond what ordinary people could understand, taking the group of people to the edge of this single universe and arriving in front of the mirror-like wall.
If it were in DC, this would originally be the location of the Origin Wall, but after the wall exploded, all kinds of things happened one after another. It can be said that there is almost no idle day.
So, does the wall exist to imprison Perpetua, or to protect the universe itself?
"We're still in a cube."
The orangutan sighed. He had long been accustomed to the feeling of riding on a flying carpet into space. At this time, he didn't even think there was anything wrong with smoking in a space environment:
"A cube has eight corners and six faces, Slade. We may have overlooked this problem when we changed the universe before."
After hearing what he said, Su Ming slowly lowered the weapon he had raised to break the wall. He touched his chin and thought for a moment. At the same time, he used the light ring to project some small cubes, which he placed in front of him like
Play with stacking blocks.
About three seconds later, he asked the girl next to him:
"Hermione, what do you think? The prison we saw before was arranged like this."
Small cubes are stacked up to form a large cube, and these larger cubes are put together again to become a larger one.
"Then Mr. Gorilla is right, Professor."
She took out her wand again, held it in her hand like a pointer, and pointed at the cube made of light. To be precise, it was one of the eight corners of the cube:
"If the top of this angle is regarded as a point that approaches zero infinitely, then it stands to reason that it is shared with seven other cubes in space. And the sides of each cube are shared with the other three cubes.
......."
"It's seven again..." It was because the orangutan noticed this that he put forward this point of view, stretched out his hand to touch his belly, and said: "I don't know if you know it, but Slade and I are no less.
Deal with this number.”
In fact, the orangutan originally did not pay attention to this number in his life, but after listening to Deathstroke once, he found that there seemed to be countless things around him related to seven.
"Yes, I know that too." Hermione nodded, but she shook her head again: "But it takes nine cubes of the same size to make a larger one. Maybe what we need to pay attention to is the number 'two'
superior."
Nine small cubes make up one big cube. This is very simple geometry.
As long as the cubes are stacked infinitely, in theory, each corner can only be regarded as a common point with at most seven cubes. The difference in the number in the middle may be something that everyone ignores.
Hermione didn't know what it represented yet, but as a witch's intuition, she felt like she had touched some clue.