"What are the specific characteristics and abilities of the Shadow Dragon?" Wei He asked directly.
‘Retrieving data’
A few seconds later, a large amount of images, text data and other information were transmitted into his mind.
This strange existence itself is mysterious and unpredictable, and Cohen's research is only a partial summary of its abilities.
According to Cohen's summary.
The phantom dragon has a total of two abilities.
They are 'virtual and real conversion' and 'shuttle'.
"Transformation of Virtual Reality"
Wei He's huge dragon body slowly rolled up, suddenly turning from pitch black to translucent, and then slowly disappeared again.
Completely invisible in its original place.
After a moment, he reappeared.
"Awesome! The entity has completely disappeared. This is not hiding in the ordinary sense, but more like temporarily hiding in other real worlds!"
The spiritual energy of his body rushed up layer by layer from different true realms.
Therefore, the characteristics of different true realms are also quite clear.
And just after becoming invisible for a moment, he felt as if he was heading to the eighth layer of evil, and his body was in a vague position between the seventh layer of true world and the eighth layer of true world.
Without any preparation and without any need to ascend the dimension, the Shadow Dragon's ability seemed to be like a fish in water, and it easily entered the perception level of the evil layer.
"Could it be that the ability of the Shadow Dragon is purely to travel through realms!?" Wei He felt a little shocked.
The second ability to travel, as summarized by Cohen, is the ability to jump and travel to extremely remote locations in a short period of time.
Its ability is comparable to a star gate wormhole.
He was a little confused as to what the state of this phantom dragon meant.
"Then let's try it and enter the eighth floor completely."
Wei He looked back at the spacecraft to make sure there was nothing wrong, and recorded his position on the star map.
Then he pounced down suddenly.
With a pop, a circle of invisible ripples spread out.
His slender dragon body seemed to plunge into the water, and disappeared into the void in the blink of an eye.
After counting interest
The eighth level of the true world, the evil level.
In the dead starry sky, a long black dragon flapped four pairs of dragonfly-like wings and suddenly rushed out of the void.
It's like rushing out of the water onto the shore.
The long black dragon circled in mid-air, shook its head, and then glanced around.
"He actually came in!?"
He has been to the evil plane, so he knows very well whether he has arrived or not.
At this moment, a purple light flashed in his one eye, and he immediately saw the crooked and twisted regular lines of the evil layer.
Countless regular threads are constantly skewing, twisting, and shaking. They just don't want to be straightened.
Whoosh!
In an instant, a vague figure also appeared in the distance.
Astonishingly, it was Wei He with the Golden Crow body.
Wei He moved his main consciousness to the Golden Crow body on the other side, and then observed the Phantom Dragon body in turn.
"Without the process of dimension promotion, you are directly promoted to monarch? It seems that the most suitable breakthrough introduction given by the Realm Breaking Pearl is indeed correct.
However, this shadow dragon’s monarch level seems to have little lethality.”
Wei He's body flashed and he jumped in front of the phantom dragon in the blink of an eye.
He stretched out his hand and gently tried to touch the phantom dragon. But to no avail.
His hand passed through the wings of the phantom dragon, as if it was just a shadow, an illusion. It didn't exist at all.
Wei He thought, and his hand quickly lit up with thousands of blue light spots.
Each of these light spots is a spiritual spell.
He raised his hand.
Thousands of light points flew out and crashed into the phantom dragon.
boom!!
In an instant, seven-colored light bursts bloomed on the phantom dragon.
The light lasted for a while and then slowly dissipated.
The phantom dragon is still in the same place, unscathed
"Tsk tsk. It's really amazing. Even my current level as a monarch can't hurt it?"
He started testing again and again.
On this eighth floor, even as a monarch, he did not dare to stay for too long, so he had to move quickly.
one minute later
Wei He released a large amount of spiritual magic at super speed, confirming that the spiritual magic was completely ineffective against the Phantom Dragon.
He then attempts various physical attacks.
But no matter what method is used, all physical attacks are completely unable to touch the phantom dragon.
On the other hand, the virtual-real conversion ability possessed by the Shadow Dragon itself is also of little use.
This transformation between reality and reality is completely from being invisible to becoming visible.
But it's still useless.
The phantom dragon is still unable to touch most things, and can only barely possess a little bit of weak strength when it transforms into a physical entity.
It is like a ghost, it can move and observe at will, but it cannot interfere with other things.
After the test lasted for half an hour, Wei He seemed to understand what the Phantom Dragon's ability was.
This third-promoted monarch's son actually has only one ability: shuttle.
Traveling through different levels of perception, traveling through different levels of the real world, traveling through lengthy cosmic spaces, these are actually different manifestations of one ability.
The so-called transformation between reality and reality is actually the virtual shadow dragon traveling from the spectral range that humans cannot perceive to the range that can be perceived.
So it seems like it's going from virtual to real.
This kind of shuttle consumes the body volume of the phantom dragon.
The farther the shuttle travels, the more difficult the span is and the greater the consumption. The body of the phantom dragon will also shorten and become smaller.
The most important thing is that the Phantom Dragon has only one ability. For the rest, this sub-body state completely loses all offensive and defensive capabilities.
It's hard to even touch, let alone attack and defend.
Wei He tried his best, but he couldn't touch the phantom dragon in the state of nothingness.
Be it psychic attacks, physical attacks, high temperature, beams, corrosion, space distortion, all the means that Wei He could use were used.
There is only one result, which is useless.
He can't hurt the phantom dragon child body, and the phantom dragon can't hurt him either.
The strange thing is that the phantom dragon cannot be touched, but it can accept sound, vibration and light in a state of nothingness.
After measuring his abilities, Wei He's first thought was to explore some places where he couldn't get close or stay for a long time.
From this perspective, the breakthrough direction chosen by this Breakthrough Bead is indeed very suitable for him.
Return to the seventh floor.
Wei He returned his main consciousness to the Phantom Dragon. The large number of sub-bodies gave Wei He the feeling of having many, many arms growing on his body.
His attention can be directed to a different arm at any time.
And all the arms are doing something, that's just his multitasking ability.
This powerful ability can actually be achieved by many immortal psychics.
Not to mention that he had been promoted to monarch at this time.
In the phantom dragon state, Wei He confirmed that in this state, he had the ability to be absolutely invulnerable. His heart began to become more active.
He quickly shrunk and re-condensed into a black shadow human form.
The human form quickly solidified, and the face and outline of Wei He emerged.
Then the skin tone is adjusted and the long hair is restored.
Soon, a completely human Wei He reappeared.
He raised his hand, moved his body, and flew straight towards the spacecraft.
There is no need to open the door, and the spacecraft cannot sense his approach.
Wei He's body was like a phantom, penetrating the outer shell of the spacecraft, passing through the compartment, and entering the interior.
Without the entity, the spacecraft has completely lost its function.
Not being able to touch anything means that he can't touch anything on the spaceship.
Naturally, I can't eat or rest.
But Wei He instinctively felt that this state did not seem to be permanent.
The Shadow Dragon itself is still constantly changing.
This change, or this promotion, should not be completed yet.
So he still needs to wait slowly.
Snap.
A spare incubator next to Wei He was opened from the inside.
A ball of flesh and blood the size of a fist flew out, twisted and grew in mid-air, and quickly split into two pieces.
The two pieces of flesh and blood deformed rapidly, and in less than three seconds, they grew into two white and tender palms.
"Since you can't touch most things, and your strength is not as strong as that of a baby, then you can separate your body to help me operate it." Wei He looked calm, and used a trace of spiritual power to control these two lumps of his own flesh and blood.
Soon, small white wings sprouted from the backs of the two palms.
There are also a large number of jet propulsion holes on the wrist to facilitate flexible flight and direction changes.
Watching the little wings fluttering, he started to operate all the facilities in the spacecraft with his two hands.
Wei He smiled with satisfaction and let his two small hands with wings float on both sides of him, making it easy to operate the spacecraft at any time.
"It's almost done now. Wall of Eternal Sleep, search for all the information on the golden round door just now."
He quickly transmitted the memory image just now to the system.
'Search ended, matching 1237381 similar information.'
"So much?" Wei He frowned slightly, "Forget it, pass it to me."
It seems that I can only take some time to look at it myself.
"By the way, search for information on the ninth level of the true world." Wei He suddenly thought, is the universe where he saw the golden gate before, the legendary ninth level?
'Search completed, the ninth virtual layer of the real world, the data has been transmitted.'
A large amount of information flowed into Wei He's mind.
Wei He stood there with his eyes closed, thinking for a moment.
Soon, he opened his eyes.
"The eighth floor is deserted and silent, with nothing. Judging from the data, it may be related to the ninth floor."
"When the Evolutionary Codex enters the realm of Doumu Yuanjun, I should be able to enter the ninth level by then."
Wei He sighed and began to check the large amount of information that had just been transmitted from the Wall of Eternal Sleep.
His monarch-level psychic power was so fast that it only took five minutes.
All millions of information materials have been reviewed.
One of the special research records attracted his attention.
"Tylande, the director of the Estlan Research Center, claimed that he had calculated backward from the remaining traces of the voiceprint and deduced that the universe may be filled with pure rhythmic life."
‘Tylande declared: On a deserted planet, he discovered a suspicious detection in a certain direction based on this planet, a continuous, stable, and extremely lengthy fluctuation.
This fluctuation is calculated from the vibration traces of the voiceprint, and it is suspected that it has existed for tens of millions of years.’
‘Previously Tyrande once claimed that the source of life lies in rhythm.
Heartbeat, breathing, endocrine, etc. all come from the first rhythm of psychic energy.’
‘According to the investigation, Tyrande was born in the Nadisili sect and was jailed three times for illegally promoting unproven superstitious ideas and disrupting order in public places.
After being released from prison, he studied and researched for many years, showed amazing talent, and was selected to the Estland Research Center.’
Wei He frowned.
There is also a recording among these materials, which is Tyrande's record.
He quickly opened it.
"I didn't deceive anyone." A tired old man's voice in the recording said in awkward Knossian.
"During my research, I collected the rhythmic voiceprints left on tens of millions of planets that the rhythm passed through.
These voiceprints are a collection of all the peaks and troughs that last for tens of millions of years.
To put it simply, sounds are composed of regular vibrations, and the same sound has the same voiceprint.
And the rhythm I collected has been transmitted for tens of millions of years from beginning to end!
Finally, I gathered all the rhythm traces and then calculated and deduced them backwards. Guess what I got?"
There was a pause, then a sharp gasp.
"I am coming"
"It said, I'm coming!!!?"
"Hahahaha!! Same voiceprint! Even thoughtfully changed into our language!!
The voice replaced by that rhythm said, I'm coming!!
Go away! I’m not crazy! Get out of here!!”
What followed was a period of crazy laughter, crying, and smashing things.
Wei He didn't know why, but the golden round door he saw before suddenly appeared in his mind.
He didn't know why, but the memory of that door came to his mind instinctively.
An inexplicable feeling of horror came over him at some point.
'When a normal person speaks, the normal vibration of a sentence will not exceed one minute. Unless it is deliberately prolonged, each word will be boomed.'
'How could a discourse that lasted for tens of millions of years have such a thing? Or is it a prank? Or is Tyrande simply crazy?'