Chapter 597 Between the Rifts

When the truth was mentioned, the people around them also brightened up.

That was a world no one had ever seen, and they would be the pioneers.

"But will the Eastern Demon Possessor who cast this thunder spell bring us obstacles?" someone asked.

"As far as I know, they all belong to an organization called the Privy Council. Although their interests are different, there is a basis for cooperation. As for this technique..." The bald man showed a trace of greed in his eyes, "If I have a chance in the future, I would also like to learn more about it."

For mages, high-level spells are a rare treasure in themselves.

"Sir Dolan, all the data has been collected." A mage reported at this time.

"Very good, now set off to return to the Falling Star Tower." The man ordered, "Before submitting the data, no one is allowed to leave the ship, and anyone who approaches this ship will not be left alive!"

Once the evil demons disintegrate, the rising sea water will quickly retreat.

The Azure Castle, which has taken a breath, will definitely regain control of the nearby waters. If you wait until then to leave, there may be hidden dangers.

Their most important task was to safely bring the observation data of the gods and the twin statues back to the research institute.

The ship quickly raised its full sails and sailed towards the edge of the sea horizon amid the wailing of the evil demon.

…

With the continuous bombardment of the Nine Heavens Thunder, the statue finally could not maintain its outline and began to fall apart.

In order to keep the landing point of the thunder sufficiently concentrated, Xia Fan never dared to relax and kept Taksis flying close to the body of the evil demon. The surrounding was a dazzling sea of ​​thunder, and its amazing brightness could be felt even through the eyelids.

The eyes could still be closed, but the ears were not so lucky.

The roar of the electric arc tearing the air had already broken the eardrums of the two people. Xia Fan could not hear any sound except the monotonous buzzing in his mind. This experience of losing vision and hearing was really not good. The dragon descendant under him was also shaking up and down, and no one knew how long she could hold on.

Suddenly, Xia Fan felt that the white light outside suddenly dimmed a little.

Is the shock spell over?

He opened his eyes slightly, and was then shocked.

He saw a dark crack opening behind the statue, with countless tentacles on both sides of the crack, which looked like teeth - if it weren't for the fact that the crack was so long, he would have thought it was a huge mouth.

This scene instantly reminded Xia Fan of the moment before the demonized An Youlang disappeared.

It was just that it was too far away at that time, and it was the Great Wilderness Night, so it was not very clear, but this time it was different. The entire crack was right in front of him, and the surrounding lightning illuminated its details.

What's more terrible is that Takhisis, who was also flying with her eyes closed, was completely unaware of this. She was flying completely on instinct, and stumbled towards the crack.

Stop, turn around! Turn around quickly!

Xia Fan shouted and slapped Takhisis's back, trying to get her to change direction, but the latter couldn't hear any sound like him, and her numb consciousness also weakened her body's touch. By the time the other party reacted, the crack had already expanded to its maximum, swallowing the demon whole and enveloping the two of them!

Darkness instantly enveloped Xia Fan.

When he opened his eyes again, Taksis was gone.

Below him was a flat, slightly frosted ground, and above his head was pitch black, with nothing visible.

Damn, I'm not going to fall into the belly of something, am I?

"Hey, Taksis... Hey, Miss Long, are you here? Can you hear me?" He tried to ask.

Unfortunately, his eardrums did not recover after being swallowed.

Not only could he not hear his own voice, but even the buzzing in his head stopped.

It was terribly quiet here.

Xia Fan slowly got up and looked around.

Then he saw pillars.

These pillars were arranged very neatly, with the same distance between front, back, left and right. At first glance, it seemed as if there were tens of thousands of them. And it was not made of stone, but looked like a signal tower made of metal. There was a flashing light on the top of the tower, which was the only light source in the darkness.

There are tens of thousands of pillars and tens of thousands of lights. In the endless darkness, they form a matrix of light spots, and light up and go out in their own rhythms, as if breathing.

Could it be... this is the cemetery of the evil spirits after their death?

Xia Fan himself felt that this answer was too outrageous.

Those smooth and neat pillars and the vast and flat ground all symbolize order and order, which are incompatible with the evil spirits representing chaos.

But these are not the key points.

The key is how he is going to leave here?

There is no doubt that he is still alive, and the living are not suitable for such a strange place full of dead silence. There are still people waiting for him over there... He must find that crack and return to the Saint Wing Islands.

Suddenly, Xia Fan heard a rustling sound coming from the right.

It seems to be the edge of the flat land, because the lampposts can no longer be seen farther away.

Could it be that the exit is also in that direction?

He hesitated and followed the sound.

A moment later, Xia Fan saw a neat edge line.

He suddenly realized that the ground here was not infinitely extended. Where the flat land ended, the ground also ended. In other words, the area displayed by the light matrix was the outline of this platform.

What was beyond the platform?

He carefully poked his head out and looked outwards - there was also endless darkness there, and nothing could be seen as far as the eye could see. As for the wall of the platform, he could vaguely see a series of interlaced dividing lines, as if the place where he was standing was made up of huge blocks.

The rustling sound sounded again.

It seemed that something was approaching him.

"Hey, is anyone there?" He greeted the darkness outside the platform.

As soon as the words came out, Xia Fan realized that something was wrong.

His ears were deafened by the Nine Heavens Thunder, and he couldn't even hear what he said, so how could he hear the strange sound coming from hundreds of steps away?

Thinking of this, cold sweat broke out on his back instantly!

At this moment, a huge figure suddenly appeared from the darkness and pounced on him -

"Bang!"

When Xia Fan reacted, it seemed to hit a transparent barrier, and the whole body was squeezed into a flat plate. He could clearly see the other party's head without facial features and a body that looked like a fat worm. Even though there was no expression on the face with only a black hole, Xia Fan could feel the strong hostility emanating from the other party.

Then the platform under his feet began to shake.

Xia Fan could hardly stand still and had to bend down to avoid falling off the edge of the platform.

But the shaking did not slow down, but became more intense!

No way... Xia Fan cried out in his heart, is the whole platform going to fall apart after being hit by this monster?

At this time, he suddenly felt a hint of coolness.

It was as if raindrops were dripping on his face.

Wait, rain?

As soon as this thought came up, the dazzling light flooded into his vision again.

He subconsciously closed his eyes, and slowly opened them after adapting.

He saw someone shaking his body constantly, as if trying to wake him up.

Xia Fan squinted for a long time before recognizing the other party's appearance.

It was Taksis Yongyi.

Behind her was the sky where the dark clouds were gradually dispersing.