Chapter 113 Hyperdimensional Space

Dazzling, scalding.

These are the two most intuitive thoughts that Lang Ren has left at this moment.

Endless sparks rushed into the wolf head symbol in his palm frantically, forming a huge vortex. The symbol on the palm was like a black hole, swallowing at a terrifying speed.

He subconsciously blinked his dry eyes.

Opened.

The dense sparks disappeared instantly.

The scene changed drastically, and countless lines replaced them, presenting a magnificent neon world.

There was light pollution everywhere, including the ground flashing neon, flying vehicles in the sky, high-rise buildings soaring into the sky, and some rails suspended in the sky.

This advanced technological city is like a cyberpunk world, prosperous to the point of intoxication.

But in Lang Ren's eyes, this prosperous city is not beautiful, but full of coldness and gray.

Wherever he looked... one, two, three, countless lines filled the horizon, they were parallel, intertwined, and constituted... this world that has been drained of all colors!

The shock on his face disappeared and turned into horror.

Lang Ren couldn't understand everything that was coming at him. He turned his head stiffly and was shocked to find that his eyes had changed.

It became able to penetrate reinforced concrete and human bodies.

In his sight, in the world squeezed by countless lines, as his consciousness moved, he saw the high-rise buildings drawn by countless lines, the gene chains in the human body drawn by lines, and the crystal installed in the human neck, which was releasing a colorful line composed of numbers straight into the sky.

He couldn't tell the difference between humans and the world.

There were only cold numbers, abstractions, and lines here.

At this time, Lang Ren didn't dare to move, because there were such lines all around, restricting his actions.

"What are they?"

With the most primitive human desire for knowledge and curiosity instinct, he tried to reach out and touch these lines suspended in the air, close at hand but endlessly long.

But when his fingertips touched these lines, he suddenly withdrew his hand as if he had received an electric shock, his whole body spasmed, and his mind was stinging, the pain went deep into his bones.

"Pop!"

As the lines were touched, for some reason, a vague consciousness of being "beaten back to the bottom" suddenly appeared in his mind. After a slight sound, the scene in front of him was like a bubble bursting, and it changed again.

It was as if the lights of the whole world were turned off in an instant, and the boundless darkness engulfed the world of lines.

"I am in... the air?" The surroundings were in a deadly darkness, and no light could be seen, but a glowing area appeared in the deepest part of his feet.

Lang Ren looked down and found that the glowing ground under his feet was far away from him, but also seemed very close.

But... shouldn't he be on the ground? How come he was standing in the dark air again?

It was hard to explain and hard to believe.

Everything in front of him was beyond his cognition.

From the moment he woke up from Zilu, he encountered all kinds of weirdness. This feeling of facing the unknown and being out of control made him instinctively feel a sense of facing great terror.

At this moment, Lang Ren felt that he had even lost the ability to walk, and could only passively watch the strange scene change.

Suddenly, his feet suddenly lost weight.

His heart tightened suddenly, and his body fell at a terrible speed without any warning, quickly leaving the darkness and falling head-on towards the light below.

The light became bigger and bigger, like a car in a dark tunnel, running towards the light at the entrance of the tunnel, and the light gradually occupied Lang Ren's entire pupil.

No!

Don't fall!

A panic thought subconsciously arose in his mind, and the huge sense of weightlessness spread in his heart like wild weeds, but the fear in his heart still couldn't stop the light that was getting closer and closer.

Finally, his body irreversibly fell into the light.

The strong light fell into his eyes, which was a bit dazzling.

Lang Ren subconsciously closed his eyes, and his heart was cold. This feeling of falling freely from the sky was very terrifying.

After a moment, his eyelashes trembled, and he opened his eyes with some effort, trying to adapt his vision to the light.

As his eyes narrowed, he finally saw the scene in the light clearly, and then he was shocked.

He was fine?

Wait!

This is...

The throne of the mountain of corpses?

In front of him, the sky was gloomy, the ground was covered with corpses, and on the tall mountain of corpses, there was a throne composed of countless heads, exuding a murderous aura and a thick breath of death.

There were no sparks, no explosions, and the throne was intact. The familiar scene reminded him that this was where he had just stayed.

It seemed that everything he had experienced before was like a dream.

But everything before was vivid in his mind. Lang Ren was sure that the sparks just now were real, the line world was real, the dark world was real, and he was falling... It was also real!

Because his feet were not standing on the mountain of corpses, but suspended in the air, and still falling!

Falling towards the throne!

This was a strange feeling. He was suspended above the throne, only an inch away from it, but he could not land. He even had a clear feeling of falling and heard the sound of falling wind.

I don’t know if it was the space and the ground that were infinitely enlarged, or Langren who was infinitely shrunk.

He should have fallen to the ground long ago, but he was still falling. He could only watch the throne getting bigger and bigger in his eyes.

If someone saw this scene at this time, they would find that Langren was floating on the throne, and his body became smaller and smaller until his body completely disappeared in the throne, which was very strange.

The bone throne in front of him kept extending and enlarging, and veins and mountains appeared. The small skulls originally piled on the throne turned into a huge continent at this time.

"Damn it! Where am I going?!" Langren's eyes suddenly widened, and it was a kind of fear of facing an unknown phenomenon.

I shrunk?

I fell into the bones?

Where am I going?

Langren had never been so scared, and his back was cold.

He just wanted to leave here quickly, even if he returned to his body with a strange appearance.

Calm down! Calm down!

From the appearance of the little shadow just now to the absorption of the sparks in the sky by the palm, a series of terrifying things happened.

Yes, the wolf head talisman! The wolf head talisman must have mutated!

He tried to communicate with the wolf head talisman to stop the fall and shrinkage, but to his despair, the wolf head talisman did not respond at all.

The mountains were rising, gullies were everywhere, and the endless silver mountains were rapidly expanding, swallowing up his body as he fell straight down.

It was conceivable that if he fell down, he would end up in a very miserable situation.

Seeing that he was about to hit the ground and be smashed to pieces, Lang Ren's scalp was numb, and every cell in his body was screaming wildly----

Stop!

Stop now!

No!

His eyes suddenly closed, and Lang Ren, who had lost all hope, was desperate and crashed hard into the ground that was just a few feet away.

One second, two seconds.

But the expected pain did not appear.

After a moment of hesitation, the heart that had jumped to his throat slowly fell back. Lang Ren tried to open his eyes, and then opened them, his pupils trembling.

Below, the ground continued to expand. When it was about to touch the ground, the square-inch bone ground was like land magnified by a microscope, expanding and stretching rapidly.

When Lang Ren's feet were about to touch the ground, the ground expanded rapidly, and compared with the expanding ground, it was like his body was shrinking continuously.

This is a very strange and terrifying feeling. The ground is getting bigger every second. You clearly fell to the ground, but the ground is getting bigger again in an instant. It is tens of thousands of times more exciting than a roller coaster, enough to scare people into cerebral congestion.

Silver mountains stand one after another, falling to the ground again and again, and time passes quickly.

He can no longer remember how many meters he has fallen.

Tens of millions of meters?

Hundreds of millions of meters?

Perhaps the concept of numbers has disappeared from his mind.

After the initial panic, during the rapid fall, he seemed to experience death again and again, and the feeling of fear and excitement became less strong, even a little numb.

Finally, the unchanging silver-white mountains disappeared, replaced by red mountains and blue-purple cliffs, and many colorful patterns appeared on the ground.

"Here is..." Langren's stiff face had a hint of spirit.

Below, the red and blue map was particularly eye-catching.

Unlike those silver mountains, these mountains are irregular in shape, some are round, some are hollow, some are full of holes, and some are smooth cross-sections. As they approached, some colorful large spots and snowflake-shaped pits appeared deep in the ground.

Langren watched this scene and felt very novel.

Is this... the world in the microcosm?

"To what extent have I shrunk?" Looking at the spotted earth, a bitterness appeared at the corner of his mouth.

It is said that every atom is a universe. If he continues to shrink like this, he will probably be decomposed.

There must be something wrong with that little shadow, but he couldn't figure out how everything he had experienced was necessarily related to the little shadow and the wolf head talisman.

Whoosh!

A strong wind appeared.

Langren, who fell into one of the big holes, squinted his eyes because of the wind.

Is it windy?

"No, why didn't the earth expand this time?" A strong wind blew in his face, and Lang Ren fell in the cave at a high speed. The expected expansion of the earth did not occur, but the cave was shrinking as he fell.

The long-lost thrilling feeling appeared again. Looking at the increasingly narrow hole, his body instinctively tensed.

He prayed in his heart that he would not fall to death, and prayed that the mysterious power that brought him here would bless him.

Suddenly, a chill ran from the soles of his feet straight to his spine and coccyx, rushing to the top of his head.

Because the hole was at the bottom! An uneven ground blocked it below!

If nothing unexpected happened, he would hit the ground in less than a second.

Lang Ren's face turned pale.

Snap!

The moment his eyes just closed, a light sound came from his ears.