Chapter 689 Dream Explosion

The thing left on the cuboid is a mark.

Due to the particularity of this dream, it was not built by a certain individual, so when the builder died, the constructed object would continue to exist.

For example, Fantasy Yan Xia himself.

But even if it is far away, the builder is not dead and can eliminate his fantasy.

This leads to Fantasy Yan Xia can believe the mark left by his companions, it is accurate and will not be misleading.

"As expected of me, a genius idea."

Fantasy Yan Xia is a little arrogant.

He does not have any of the cautiousness of the original Yan Xia, nor does he have awe of everything.

He is more unstoppable and does whatever he thinks of.

Fantasy Yan Xia follows the direction indicated by the mark, and the speed is very fast.

He is not using the acceleration backpack imagined by Yan Xia, but something similar to a set of mechas, which is specially designed by Walton, and it believes that this can effectively improve the ability of Fantasy Yan Xia.

This mecha can allow Yan Xia to reach a speed of 167km/s, which is not fast enough, but it is already the extreme.

You should know that many thrusters in reality are driven by dark energy or antimatter, and to manufacture these thrusters, you must imagine dark energy or antimatter, which is too difficult. Unless scholars who specialize in studying these two energies come here, it is impossible to imagine these things.

Wharton can only use the easiest nuclear fusion to work.

Nuclear fusion only needs to imagine the isotopes of hydrogen. Hydrogen is a very simple element, which is the best energy they can use now.

Imagine Yan Xia flying all the way.

He has sensed that there are seven-dimensional civilized life forms that have noticed him.

Coming from all directions.

Imagine Yan Xia passing by like a meteor, all the rectangular blocks around him are retreating rapidly. He is extremely calm and is not disturbed by the rising malice around him. He is approaching that place at a very fast speed.

The seven-dimensional civilized life seems to know his goal and gathers together.

They are faster.

More than 10,000 kilometers per second.

Imagine Yan Xia's speed is as slow as a snail in front of them.

The distance is rapidly shortened.

Even without getting too close, a cuboid approached Fantasy Yan Xia at a faster speed.

The cuboid shuttled through various cuboids.

If you look at it from a real perspective, it was a stream of energy winding like a snake between countless buildings, and finally found Fantasy Yan Xia.

It has a very strong tracking ability.

It quickly caught up with Fantasy Yan Xia.

Fantasy Yan Xia still wanted to dodge, but here, with the home advantage of others, he couldn't do it. He was nothing here, just an insect.

"Boom!"

The explosion caused a shock in space.

Fantasy Yan Xia can also use his own fantasy to create here.

Behind him, a high wall stood, it was like a transparent lattice, it seemed to have no defense, and it was true, all it could do was deflect the enemy's attack.

The tracking energy hit a cuboid next to it, and the two produced a more violent explosion.

Countless cubes spread out in all directions, and some of them hit Fantasy Yan Xia, causing Fantasy Yan Xia's body to deviate significantly.

Fantasy Yan Xia calmly kept moving forward.

His eyes were firm and he always looked forward.

Mark!

He was looking for the mark.

Don't mistake any mark, find the most suitable and fastest way.

The mark said: Almost there!

"After that, how will I destroy? How will I destroy?"

Just like the information that Wharton had, Fantasy Yan Xia only mastered nuclear fusion technology, and the only thing he could do was to make a large-yield nuclear bomb.

But can nuclear bombs destroy those things?

In reality, nuclear bombs can't accomplish anything. The power of nuclear bombs is too small, just like a toy.

Fantasy Yan Xia thought that more unknown weapons behind him had been tracking him, and the terrifying sense of oppression had affected Fantasy Yan Xia's whole body before it was even triggered.

A series of barriers appeared behind him.

These barriers were hit, and they could only slow down the speed of those weapons.

This didn't help.

They were too fast, so fast that even if they were reduced by 99%, they would be enough to catch up with him.

These weapons must have exceeded the speed of light.

Just like tachyons are a kind of high-dimensional particles, the seventh dimension is already a high enough dimension, and it's not surprising that there are particles that exceed the speed of light there.

Fantasy Yan Xia was chased up instantly.

The weapons were divided into thousands of pliers and clamped from both sides. Fantasy Yan Xia could only dodge by reducing his speed, but there were also weapons behind him.

The weapons behind him attacked him, and he didn't know what they were. His body seemed to be torn apart, but from the three-dimensional point of view, his body was unharmed.

The weapons attacked his seventh dimension.

"No, that is a false seventh dimension, not the real seventh dimension."

"My dimension upgrade is the same. I didn't reach the seventh dimension, but I exist in both the seventh dimension and the third dimension, and in any dimension from the seventh dimension to the third dimension."

"My life across all dimensions, I am not a life in a single dimension."

At this time, Fantasy Yan Xia had a new understanding of his own state.

He might live longer than he expected.

Although death in any dimension will also cause the collapse of other dimensions, it seems that there is no difference, but he can retain enough thinking to restore his body in the seventh dimension.

This is a dream world, nothing is impossible.

Fantasy Yan Xia escaped from the attack again. His body was already unimaginably broken in the eyes of the seven-dimensional life, but he still had a breath left, just like Xiaoqiang, and then after a few seconds, his body recovered.

The chase began again.

But that was it.

In front of Fantasy Yan Xia, more and more emotions gathered, and he felt that he was intercepted by thousands of troops.

Countless attacks arrived from all directions, and tens of thousands of attacks greeted him in any direction he went.

"What a gorgeous funeral!"

Fantasy Yan Xia wanted to do something else.

He found the next mark.

The consciousness on the mark was: Almost there, just one step away!

He looked around, there was no place where life and buildings gathered around here, and it was relatively empty.

Fantasy Yan Xia did not think that the seven-dimensional life did not defend its core area, that was impossible, especially in the face of his harassment for such a long time.

So why?

Fantasy Yan Xia suddenly laughed.

"So I was fooled!"

That's right, he realized that he was fooled by himself.

He could not be the protagonist, but only a foil.

When the attacks from all sides were about to come, he saw a violent explosion in the distance, and the dense energy formed a huge and incalculable cube over there.

It was composed of densely packed rectangular blocks.

"Forget it, it's okay to be a foil."

He became his own bait.

He attracted the attention of many seven-dimensional lives and let another self accomplish such a feat.

Although, the huge cube seemed to occupy only one percent or one thousandth of the entire dream world.

But it was enough!

This was all they could do.

At this time, the attacks from all sides were also in front of them.

Fantasy Yan Xia was drowned.

This time, even if he wanted to resist, he couldn't do it.

What's more, he didn't want to think about it anymore.

The two explosions echoed each other from a distance, they were just two insignificant waves in the dream.