Chapter 53: Space Distortion

There was only one button in the elevator that led to the 18th floor. When Han Qingming pressed it, the imagined weightlessness did not come, but an unsettling feeling of falling.

This feeling meant that the elevator was not moving upwards but heading underground.

Mingzhu Building, is there a basement?

"The space here is distorted."

Facing the uneasiness of Han Qingming and others, Bai Mu frowned and said.

He didn't care much about what would appear in the misty world. What he cared about more was... Lunhui had said before that this was part of the scene he had captured from the real world.

What kind of real world is that? Flesh monsters and spatial dislocations are not things that simple abilities can do.

Perhaps this is a world completely different from the Shenwu Continent. This is really a troublesome thing.

"What does the distorted space represent?"

Qin Wen looked at Bai Mu and asked.

He always felt that Bai Mu seemed to know a lot of things and a combat power level beyond their cognition.

Not only Qin Wen had this feeling, Han Qingming also had this feeling, but Bai Mu had been trying to solve the core of the mist since he joined them, so they naturally would not explore Bai Mu's secrets.

"It means the next battle will be difficult."

Enemies with spatial abilities are the most difficult to deal with. Such beings may attack from any unexpected place.

It is also because of this that Bai Mu wants to specialize in some spatial abilities.

Learn from the barbarians to defeat the barbarians. This sentence is always right.

"Click."

In the time of two sentences, the elevator has stopped running.

When the elevator stopped, the elevator door slowly opened to both sides, and a bloody space appeared in front of them.

It is still the top floor of the Pearl Building, but at this time, there is a feeling of turning the world upside down.

The human skins hanging not far from the bloody heart fluttered without wind, as if telling them to leave here.

"Boom."

The dull and powerful vibration of the bloody heart echoed in the bloody space. Every time the sound echoed, people felt seriously uncomfortable.

Fu Changsheng, who was a little dizzy, covered his head with a ferocious expression.

Others had more or less physical discomfort reactions. Bai Mu, who remained calm, observed the bloody space and wrote down all the details here.

After all, this represents another real world, and it is a good thing to get more information.

"Can you find this place?"

A man in a white suit, with blood on his hands, walked out from behind the bloody heart.

The entire bloody space was entangled by him, and his face looked like a human, but there were nine shadows hovering under his feet.

From this detail, it can be seen that this is definitely not a human, or a monster disguised as a human.

"Who are you? Did you do all this?"

His eyes fell on Han Qingming in the white suit, and he asked.

This damn monster actually disguised himself as a human, damn it.

"Me? I just came to inspect, but I didn't expect to be bumped into by you. It's really annoying." After the white suit scratched his hair, the shadow under his feet began to shake violently: "But it doesn't matter. If I kill you, no one will know that I have been here."

A cry of despair and resentment sounded in the bloody space, and the white suit also came to Han Qingming at a very fast speed, raised his hand and grabbed Han Qingming's heart.

In Han Qingming's eyes, this speed was too fast to resist.

"Just attack?"

Can talk, but has a crazy personality. Bai Mu raised the God-killing Spear and blocked the attack of the white suit.

Unexpectedly, in this weak world, there is still someone with such strength. The white suit looked at Bai Mu with some surprise.

After staring at Bai Mu for a while, the white suit grinned: "Interesting, I haven't met such an opponent for a long time. In this case, let me play a game with you."

As soon as the voice fell, waves of space agitation came from the blood-colored space.

In just a moment, Han Qingming and the other two disappeared, and were instead tightly entangled by the blood vessels on the heart, unable to move.

Those blood vessels have pierced their bodies fiercely and began to absorb the blood in their bodies.

At this speed, it will only take five minutes for them to be like those human skins.

"I will never get tired of playing a game like Speed ​​Race no matter how many times I play it."

After saying this, the man in the white suit had blood-red threads on his fingers. These threads seemed to have life and connected to his shadow.

With this blessing, his speed reached an extremely terrifying level, approaching the level of S-level.

Looking at this exaggerated and illogical speed, Bai Mu threw out the God-killing Spear, and Yang Yan also splashed around.

When Yang Yan appeared in this blood-red space, he disappeared in the next second.

"Not a bad flame, but it doesn't work here."

Every time the space is distorted or moved, the shadow of the man in the white suit will shrink a little.

Is it using the shadow to use the space ability? Thinking of this, Bai Mu continued to fight with the man in the white suit, but a phantom appeared in the shadow position, pinching the spell.

"Are there no other means?"

At first, the white suit was amazed to see Bai Mu blocking his attack.

But later, apart from the flame, Bai Mu had no other means to fight back, which was a pity for the white suit.

But it was okay, as he could have one more shadow to use, which was not bad for the white suit.

"Shadow binding."

The white suit replied with two cold words from Bai Mu.

But these two words did not come from Bai Mu's mouth, but from the corner.

The white suit looked towards the corner, and his pupils shrank slightly. He saw a shadow that went out independently.

Subconsciously, his eyes fell on the white suit under Bai Mu's feet, and only then did he realize that Bai Mu's shadow was gone.

"Do you think you are the only one with a shadow?"

Bai Mu, who was answering the white suit at this time, was covered by a black mist with his God-killing Spear, and his shadow returned to his feet at this time.

The white suit, who wanted to use his spatial ability to leave, found at this time that all his shadows were nailed to his feet and could not move at all.

Only then did he realize that his life and death were in Bai Mu's hands.

The man in the white suit also lost his previous calmness and became extremely flustered.