Chapter 1702 Looking Directly
"It's so strong... If the other party wants to kill us, all you need to do is play a tearing tune.
I am afraid that I need to borrow the strongest godhead, and then concentrate all my attention on the level of crazy laughter, so that it is possible to resist such a rhythm attack.
But if there is no escape, death is only a matter of time.
Is this Wang Ting musician the middle or the upper?
This is too strong to be outrageous,
When I first heard this rhythm in Green's body, I didn't realize how strong it was because the door had not been opened at the time. "
Han Dong and Sally stopped instinctively the first time they heard these paradoxical melodies.
Only Green spread his arms and let the notes drill through the holes in his body, enjoying the stimulation of consciousness brought by the melody...
A luxurious carpet printed with irregular black and gold lines, composed of silk and satin symbolized by rhythm, was laid between the passages of the Chaos Royal Court.
As soon as Green stepped on the carpet, he made a graceful turn around.
Learning human etiquette, he gently throws his right hand at Han Dong who is behind him.
"It's really rare.
Uncle True greeted us with such a tune... It seems that something big should happen, maybe uncle wants to see you, maybe even father wants to see you.
Come on Nicholas, my house is right in front. "
Thinking of this, even Green became excited.
quack quack
A chaotic tentacle that is turbid and even dripping with liquid grows out of the palm for traction.
Han Dong also stretched out a spotted gray whisker from the back of his hand,
When the receiving surfaces of the tentacles are attached to each other, they are entangled and intertwined.
Suddenly, a force hidden in the tentacles of chaos,
Pull Han Dong and Sally, who is holding his arms, on the carpet together.
Such transmission of power shocked Han Dong.
Green this guy... so strong! The pulling force just now was not pure power, but also contained a technique I had never seen before.
Sure enough, Green's gains in "Ladybug Game" are quite huge. No wonder he returned to the Chaos Center in advance to gain insight without waiting for me to come out.
I haven't contacted me for almost a year, I'm afraid I've been in retreat all the time.
Feeling the continuous sense of power coming from Green's body, Han Dong also showed a smile from his heart.
That's when everyone steps on the physical carpet composed of rhythm
A soothing, pleasant music that can relax the whole body,
It actually came out from the inside of the carpet, penetrated into the heels, and directly transmitted to the brain using the biological body as the transmission medium.
You can even see twisted and weird notes undulating on the surface of the skin, cruising up like leeches, all over the body... Of course, they will eventually converge in the brain.
These notes are completely harmless, though.
Not only does it make everyone relax, but it even helps everyone restore their mental state, and it also has the effect of nourishing and repairing consciousness.
Handong's adaptability is unparalleled.
Soon he was completely immersed in the music, and even closed his eyes and completely followed the rhythm of the tune, stepping on the surface of the carpet at times and again.
Furthermore, because the body contains the foundation of the "Inner Sutra of the Floating Corpse",
Slowly floating up unconsciously, drifting towards the depths of the Chaos Royal Court...
I don't know how long ago.
When the rhythm completely stopped, Han Dong came back to his senses.
Green, who was supposed to be leading him, and Sally, who was clinging to his side, disappeared.
And Han Dong's own position has long been separated from the previous Wang Tingqiandao.
Located in a space filled with nameless fog.
The fog that fills here and the fog that shrouds the earth and forms the effect of eternal night belong to one kind, but the concentration is more than a hundred times or a thousand times. Han Dong completely observes the surrounding environment and cannot distinguish his own position.
"When did I float up? What is this place?"
When in doubt,
The thick fog began to slowly dissipate,
Instead, it is wrapped in a stone shell skin, which seems to have existed for millions of years, thousands of years, and comes from the "chaotic stone whiskers" in ancient times or even earlier.
They fill the surrounding space, or they are the composition of space here.
Han Dong has an intuition that if his body comes into contact with these stone beards, he may die in an instant.
Swish!
A sound of stone beard rubbing came from directly ahead,
A large number of dense Chaos Stone whiskers are slowly fading,
Gradually, a throne made of the 'primitive planet' appeared, an ancient throne that was almost equal to the age of the universe.
When Han Dong slowly raised his head, he tried to spy on the existence between the thrones.
His field of vision moved up slowly, and when he swept across the part at the bottom that was analogous to the human 'foot', Han Dong saw a number of different pictures.
Like a few ancient tentacles covered with chaotic stars,
It also seems to be embedded in the structure of the stone tablet, and the soles of the old people's feet are engraved with the original text.
It is like a mass of deformed meat that is crowded with countless swarms and parasitic spores, and has been induced and mutated by cosmic rays.
and many more……
Just this part of the symbol "foot" reflects hundreds of changes in the field of vision.
A sense of 'not looking directly' hits the depths of the soul, warning Han Dong that if he continues to watch, it may lead to very serious consequences, even worse than death.
At the same time, there is also a kind of primitive madness that keeps coming, which stimulates Han Dong's consciousness.
Out of instinct, out of the pursuit of madness itself.
Han Dong actually ignored the danger, and even the risk of permanent death and complete collapse, and continued to move his eyes upward.
want more,
Want to peek into more ancient details,
Want to feel more of the purest and most intense madness,
same.
Because the magic eye accepts too many images that cannot be processed, even super-dimensional compositions that transcend the truth,
Han Dong's body began to slowly decompose during this process.
The stripped pieces of meat immediately "age", similar to fossil structures, and fall into the chaotic stone whiskers that surround them, becoming their food.
only.
No matter how the body is dismantled.
Han Dong kept laughing all the time, and his strong and firm consciousness maintained the integrity of his soul.
finally.
With the complete disintegration of the flesh.
Only a head of a braised egg with gray gas left floating in the air,
The demon eye, covered with bloodshots and bleeding constantly, finally moved its field of vision to the very top of the throne, and finished looking at the supreme existence.
the same moment.
An ancient language that he could barely understand resounded in Han Dong's head:
"……good.
This kind of madness at the root of consciousness... I admit it. "
When the voice ends.
Han Dong also received a system prompt:
Mythic puzzle "Journey of Crazy Laughing", the chimerism has increased to 60
Because he had already broken through his own limits, Han Dong fainted with satisfaction.
When Wuzhu's head of the braised egg fell freely, it was immediately surrounded by chaotic stone whiskers.
The absorption of Han Dong's body just now was not 'eating' but a kind of 'refining'.
The digested (anciently processed) body fragments are secreted from the ends of the tentacles in the form of meat paste,
with the brain as the main body,
Reshape a more pure, chaotic and ancient body for Han Dong.
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