Chapter 1412 Act 3
How could it be - an astrolabe?
It took Roland a long time to come to his senses.
Different from the core of the fallen devil, this kind of thing usually only appears in the bodies of pure magic creatures and divine messengers. Ordinary martial artists are no match for it.
If the Martial Arts Association concentrated their efforts and planned carefully, they might have a chance to kill such an enemy, but they would never hand the astrolabe into their hands so casually. Using express delivery to send dangerous things that may infect others at any time is almost child's play.
If it wasn't sent by the association, who could it be from?
Roland checked the shipping address and phone number. Both were fabricated. The only credible thing was the tracking number, which showed that the item came from the same city. Obviously the sender did not want his identity to be known.
The problem is that this kind of behavior is also not very smart for the other party. The express company does not double-check the true identity of the sender just to reduce costs. It would be easy to reverse the investigation. Can you hide your tracks by making up an address? In modern society, this is almost impossible. Through investigation, monitoring and questioning the delivery personnel, the target can usually be identified quickly.
But Roland was a little hesitant about whether to use the association's power to track down the sender.
Judging from the results, the other party obviously knew his details and had a certain degree of goodwill towards him, otherwise he would not have sent such a difficult thing to Tongzilou.
No matter what, the person who weakens the corrosive power for him should always be on the same front. Since the other party does not want to be exposed, it may be better for him to maintain the status quo.
Roland rubbed his forehead and decided to think about this headache problem later.
The more important thing now is to deal with the chart in front of you.
He returned his attention to the box.
If the astrolabe comes from the rift monster, then just fuse it directly. But what if it comes from the divine envoy, doesn't it mean...
No, how is this possible? Roland laughed dumbly. Being able to kill the rift monster is already an exaggeration. God's envoy is not an easy enemy to deal with. Even Fei Yuhan can only endure it with difficulty. It's better not to fantasize about such a wonderful thing.
He placed his hand on the astrolabe.
The latter seemed to be resurrected from the still time, and the blue-white light spot began to rotate again, and the center became brighter and brighter, until a bright light beam burst out - at this point, everything was normal, just like The several merging scenes he had witnessed were exactly the same.
But the next second, the world suddenly fell into darkness, and a large amount of consciousness flooded into his mind, bringing with it unbearable pain!
Roland almost lost consciousness under the turbulent waves - he finally managed to stabilize his mind. When everything slowly subsided, he opened his eyes again and found himself standing in a void. The snowflakes are still there, but by the third experience, the brain seems to be better able to filter out the irrelevant noise.
...Well, it’s actually true.
It seems that now we have to check the identity of the other party.
He twitched the corner of his mouth and looked around.
Still a cosmic background this time?
Because the surroundings were so empty, he couldn't be sure for the moment. Compared with the consciousness fragment I experienced last time, this time it was obviously darker, as if the stars were hidden.
It took Roland a while to find a reference point among the sparse snowflakes - a light group that was as dim as if it was about to go out, embedded in the black background and as small as a needle tip.
Following this base point, he found more light groups.
Seeing this, he was not sure whether he was in the universe anymore.
Because those light groups are neatly arranged and evenly spaced, which is not what natural celestial bodies can do.
"Let me ask you, what is gravity?"
Just as Roland was watching with wide eyes, a sudden voice behind him made his hair stand on end!
He turned around suddenly and noticed that there was a gray shadow there. The other party was erratic, as if it had no entity.
Clearly, this was not any language he was familiar with, and even whether it was a language was difficult to determine. Although he didn't understand the reason, he realized that the content mapped in his mind was simplified - it was as if the other party sent out an electromagnetic wave with complex meaning, but was mostly filtered by a filter, leaving only the content he could understand. .
"Are you...asking me?" Roland asked cautiously.
"Gravity is the most admirable force in this world." Another voice in the consciousness replied, and this voice sounded familiar.
Roland couldn't help rolling his eyes.
First, he was startled when he suddenly appeared, and then he asked questions mysteriously. He thought he was also involved in this episode, but he didn't expect that he was still just a bystander.
"Yes, it is universal and stable, and the more magnificent and powerful it becomes..."
"It allows moments to condense and nothingness to take shape. Only in this way can life take root and civilization survive."
The voice gradually became full of rhythm, as if singing loudly.
"And the first force that every ethnic group recognizes is gravity - it is both a cradle and a shackle. The history of civilization's progress is a history of resistance against gravity."
"From leaving the earth to flying into the sky, to going to more distant places, it's all like this."
"Now, it's once again our obstacle, the last obstacle."
"The risks are unpredictable, and I do not recommend implementing the Gate Plan."
"Every step forward carries risks, and you should be aware of that."
"Clear. So my advice has not changed from the beginning."
"But you still helped me complete it." The gray shadow flashed twice, "I have been waiting for this plan for thousands of years, now let it start."
Wait, what exactly is Project Gate? What is the final obstacle? Roland felt that he seemed to have missed some key information, but no matter how he opened his mouth or thought in his heart, no matter how he asked, the interlocutor did not respond to his call.
"……I see."
"Hey..."
As the words fell from my mind, there were more and more snowflakes.
According to past experience, when the clip is coming to an end, the flow of time should become faster and faster, but without a reference object, it is difficult for him to make an accurate judgment.
Roland saw that the light groups began to spontaneously move closer to the center, but their brightness decreased instead of increasing, and soon became pitch black. The rest of the light clusters plunged into the darkness like moths into a flame, without stopping at all. It was impossible to calculate how many of them merged into it. This process seemed to happen in an instant, but also seemed to be extremely long——
Finally, a limit seemed to be broken, and a dazzling red light suddenly bloomed in the darkness, and swept across the entire world in the blink of an eye!
Its speed was far faster than light. By the time Roland reacted, it had completed its sweep and everything had returned to its original appearance.
But Roland knew that the world was completely different - drastic changes were taking place!
The first thing to respond was the gray shadow, which disintegrated like mist under this light.
Then came more death messages - they occurred in every corner of the darkness, with countless annihilations and withering one after another. Roland could not see this scene with his eyes, but it was reflected in his mind: the city in the distance was on fire, surrounded by The orbit of the planet fell apart, the fish in the stream stopped swimming, and the bugs in the caves degenerated into a pool of filth...
Even his body floating in the void began to deteriorate and twist.
Whether life is higher or lower, it makes no difference at this moment.
Snowflakes also occupied the entire field of vision at this time.
When everything was over, the scene of the bedroom came back to his eyes. Roland resisted the strong discomfort, gritted his teeth and moved to the window. The warm afternoon sun shone on him, and the vibrant streets below made him grow. One breath.
Only then did he realize that there seemed to be some moisture on his cheeks.
I probed with my fingers and found a line of tears.
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