Chapter 1822 Nature’s Rescue

Hearing this question, Lin Shan fell silent.

Is he afraid?

Of course he is afraid.

Although he has lived for a long time and has seen the vast world, there are still bigger and more prosperous scenes that he has not seen.

If he died like this, wouldn't it be a pity?

As soon as this thought came up, Lin Shan remembered what the scarecrow had just said to him.

If the scarecrow was here, he would definitely be dissatisfied with his idea.

His mind was full of the big world and the desire to explore the unknown, and he couldn't find the small world that the scarecrow mentioned at all, and he never thought about looking for it.

However, since the scarecrow took the initiative to remind him, if he can still live today, he can try to find it in the future to see what the small world that the scarecrow mentioned is.

With this thought, Lin Shan looked at the son of the omen and replied, "Very scared."

The son of the omen nodded with satisfaction when he heard it, and the tumor with wings vibrated slightly, and the wings flapped gently, making a subtle buzzing sound.

"I will ask you a few questions now. If your answers satisfy me, I will not kill you, and I will even give you a great opportunity for you. How about it?"

His voice was low and cold, with a hint of unquestionable deterrence.

Lin Shan stared closely at the small but strange figure of the Son of Omen. Although he was nervous, he tried to stay calm.

He nodded and said, "Ask."

The deep eyes of the Son of Omen flashed with strange light, as if considering every subtle movement of Lin Shan.

"You smell like the other shore. Have you been to the other shore, or do you have a game of the other shore in your world?"

The Son of Omen asked, with a hint of inquiry in his voice.

Lin Shan remained calm and answered concisely, "I have played the game of the other shore and have been to the other shore."

The tumorous body of the Son of Omen trembled slightly, and its wings flapped gently again, as if thinking about Lin Shan's answer.

Its eyes became deeper, as if to see through Lin Shan's soul.

"How did you get to the other shore?" The Son of Omen asked.

So it was waiting for him here, Lin Shan thought.

The Son of Omen must have seen the information about the other shore in his memory, but Lin Shan went to the other shore through parchment, and the Son of Omen could not see the parchment, so this part of the memory should be vague.

So are you confused about this paragraph?

If so, Lin Shan can't tell a complete lie, but he can't tell the truth either.

"I know a strong man, he took me there." Lin Shan replied.

"Strong? How strong?" The Son of Omen continued to ask.

Lin Shan shook his head, "I don't know."

This sentence was not a lie, Lin Shan really didn't know what level of existence the parchment was.

"Have you been to other worlds?" The Son of Omen stared at Lin Shan.

Lin Shan looked back at the Son of Omen, it seems that He really can't see the existence of parchment.

"I have been to many middle and small worlds around, and I have also been to many scales and abysses below." Lin Shan replied calmly.

"What is your source method?"

"Nightmare."

"Yeah."

Hearing Lin Shan's answers to these three questions, the Son of Zhao nodded with satisfaction at the small tumor in front of the big tumor.

"Do you know the fragments of the source world?"

The next second, the Son of Zhao asked this question again.

Lin Shan was stunned for a moment, his thoughts were somewhat out of control, and his mind was churning.

It seemed that his consciousness was restricted by something, and something reached into his brain and stirred wildly, causing him to have a splitting headache.

He felt that his memory was being searched bit by bit, as if someone was gradually penetrating from the surface memory to the depths of his heart.

Every memory was ruthlessly stripped away, bringing piercing pain and a deep sense of powerlessness.

Lin Shan's mind seemed to be caught in a huge storm, and all the fragments flashed rapidly in front of his eyes, surging out uncontrollably.

Lin Shan had used this method of memory search on other creatures before, but he didn't expect that it would be his turn today, and this time it was a deeper memory search after induction.

For creatures below the gods, this kind of operation is an inevitable result of sudden death, and there is no possibility of survival at all.

For beings above the gods, even the soul will collapse and fall into long-term dementia.

Although the situation of the Ascendant is slightly better than the previous two, its consciousness will also suffer unprecedented damage. Damage to consciousness is equivalent to damage to strength.

Lin Shan tried his best to break free from this bondage, but there was a gap of several steps in between, so he could not make any counterattack attempts at all.

The resistance lasted only a moment, but before the consciousness was about to fall into sleep, Lin Shan had paved many back roads for himself.

A small light spot shone in his existence space. This light spot was like a seed, recording all his memories.

As long as the existence space is not broken, these memories can be restored at any time.

In order to prevent the son of the omen from really killing him, Lin Shan separated some of his existence wrapped in a little bit of consciousness and prepared to transfer it to the nearest substitute puppet.

Although only the last wisp of residual soul will be left after the puppet is resurrected, this is the only way for him to continue to survive after the son of the omen kills.

Just when the existence wrapped in a trace of consciousness was about to complete the transfer, the accident still happened.

The Son of Zhao didn't give him any chance to escape, his cold eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"Since I want to kill you, how could I possibly give you a chance to escape?" The Son of Omen sneered.

"The indescribable source tool - the Soul Land, this level of trump card can't save your life."

The words of the Son of Omen pierced into Lin Shan's heart like a cold blade.

Lin Shan's consciousness gradually blurred, just like an ordinary person sinking to the bottom of the sea, watching the light on the sea surface getting farther and farther away.

"But speaking of it, you have so many treasures on you, comparable to some sons of nature."

"But you obviously have the luck of a son of nature, but you insist on doing things that go against the trend. All this is your own fault."

The Son of Omen said coldly.

Just when the Son of Omen was about to exert his strength to completely solve Lin Shan, suddenly, the wind and clouds changed color, and a terrible natural disaster suddenly came.

The wind was howling, the dark clouds were rolling, and the thunder and lightning were raging, as if the world was angry.

"What's going on? Isn't he a contrarian? How can he cause natural changes?"

The Son of Omen said to himself, his expression changed slightly, and his strength could not help but shrink a little.

But the next moment, a ray of red light appeared in his eyes, and the red beam shot up into the sky, directly piercing the dark clouds and lightning in the sky.

"Is this level of natural wrath worthy of threatening me?"

"I can spare those immortals, but I won't be allowed to kill such a small character?" The Son of Omen sneered, "It's too aggrieved to be a transcendent!"

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning hit the Son of Omen at an unpredictable speed, and his powerful aura quickly weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it was rare to drop directly to the level of the indescribable.