When the figure of the man in white robe appeared in his memory, the vibration of the purple wind chime became more intense and crazy.
The frequency of vibration gradually increased to a terrifying level, so much so that the surrounding air became boiling hot.
However, those present are not ordinary people, and the air of only 70 or 80 degrees Celsius cannot hurt them yet.
But the ringtone emitted by the purple wind chime was no longer pleasant. The extremely high-frequency vibration made everyone around it feel extremely uncomfortable.
They wanted to cover their ears, but they didn't. The sound of the wind chimes seemed to be ringing directly in their heads.
"Stop shaking, sir. If you keep shaking like this, you will soon run out of power..."
"If there's no power, we can't even think about going back."
"Hello."
"What's wrong?"
"Have you noticed... that the man in white seems to be a little closer to us?"
"Don't make supernatural jokes. This is just a video of memory playback. The people in the video are getting closer to us. It's just a picture effect..."
"Really, Captain, I really feel him approaching!"
"No, it's not that he is approaching, but that we are all being sucked into the picture!!!"
"Vine technique, start!"
The first time they noticed something was wrong, they subconsciously used a vine technique, allowing the vines transformed by spiritual energy to grab hold of themselves while looking for any place in the cave where they could focus.
They were like travelers who fell into a swamp, using a rope tied to a tree trunk to keep themselves from being swallowed by the mud.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time." The man in white in the picture, with his back to them, said slowly in a frighteningly low voice.
"This must be her memory, and he said it to them. He turned his back to us, so he definitely didn't say it to us. It's an illusion, definitely an illusion!" Du Nai still tried to comfort herself, convincing herself that the team was not here.
It's not like I'm trapped in some supernatural world.
"The Cursed Land is really evil..."
The suction force from the world in the painting became stronger and stronger, and the vines that maintained the balance were severed one by one.
"That's the last hope..."
Before I could say the word "Wang", the last vine that maintained balance broke because it could not withstand the increasing pressure.
Several people were sucked into the picture.
Suddenly everything went dark.
When they woke up again, they found that they were lying next to a tombstone, and the originally dug tomb had been turned into a flat piece of land again.
The man in white clothes still had his back to them.
"Where is this?"
"Who are you?"
"Are you... a human or a ghost?"
"No, I'm a level 36 mage after all, so I'm afraid of a hammer devil." Du Nai muttered to himself guiltily.
"This is...the world in the picture?!"
"Have we come to the second dimension?"
"..."
Facing this completely unfamiliar environment, no one dared to act rashly for a while.
"Are you here to find the historical text?"
"yes……"
After getting the affirmative answer, Bai Mo played with the purple wind chime in his hand.
"Wait, who are you?!"
Feeling drowsy and about to be hypnotized, Sauron bit the tip of his tongue and barely managed to stay awake for a moment. However, he was surprised to find that the purple wind chime that originally belonged to his team had actually fallen to the opponent.
on hands!
The most horrifying thing was that he saw that the purple on the purple wind chime was being crazily infected by the white light emitting from the hand of the man in white, and was fading.
Although he didn't know whether the change in color would affect the function of the purple wind chime, the purple wind chime no longer made any sound.
There is no doubt that Sauron wanted to prevent this from happening.
Without the purple wind chime, none of them would be able to go back.
"Am I... hallucinating?"
Sauron raised his hand with difficulty and rubbed his eyes.
He seemed to see the hand of the man in white in front of him penetrate the inside of the purple wind chime in an incredible way.
And this is just the beginning.
That object, which could perhaps be described with the word "hand", could actually follow the invisible line of connection between the child body of the Purple Wind Chime and the mother fairy weapon, and move towards the mother body of the real fairy weapon bit by bit.
"The legendary 'Shunwang Sword'?!" Du Nai also witnessed this almost miraculous scene and remembered an enduring urban legend on the Imperial Internet.
According to rumors, a certain true immortal who has a deep understanding of the perception of the spirit of speech believes that just being able to see people who criticize him is not enough. He should directly follow the spirit of speech and use his power to kill all these ants who love to gossip.
For this reason, he created an immortal technique called "Shunwang Sword". The original intention was to kill you by following the network cable, but in fact, the true immortal's speech spirit does not need the carrier of the network cable. "Shunwang Sword"
"It's basically a void killing technique.
However, the story has been passed down for hundreds of years, and only a handful of people have actually been killed by this Shunwang Sword, so few that many people simply don't want to believe the existence of this thing.
But Du Nai, who has been around the Imperial Internet for a long time, knows that the possibility of this thing existing is very high. In most cases, the reason why it does not appear is simply because it consumes too much.
One time when he secretly "borrowed" a military photon computer, he once simulated that a true immortal wanted to use the "Shunwang Sword" to cross the vast leader ship. The amount of spiritual energy needed to kill an ordinary person was enough to shake a stretching city.
Dozens of miles of mountains.
This kind of cost-effective trick would not be such a waste of power unless there was a blood feud.
And now what does he see?!
Someone actually used the Shunwang Sword and planned to catch the owner behind the fairy weapon in reverse?!
The owner of the purple wind chime's mother body is undoubtedly a true immortal.
As for which true immortal it is, Sauron and the others are not qualified to know based on their status.
Moreover, this is not next to the imperial fleet, but is separated from the main fleet by the cursed land of Chenjie, which is hundreds of millions of miles away!
Du Nai could no longer imagine how much spiritual energy this palm would consume.
…
"who?!"
In a secret room far away, a white light emerged from a fairy weapon that was surrounded by countless formations, instantly breaking through all the protection until a wizard wearing a star wizard robe could not notice it.
With a clever move, Bai Guang was barely stopped.
The wizard's name is Como, and he is a true spiritual wizard in the Wizarding Continent in the Holy Empire of Terra whose combat power is comparable to that of a true immortal.
"Strange, it turned out to be the purest power of black magic?! What exactly did the child of Zi Fengling discover? Is my guess right? Black magic is really inextricably linked to the text of history?