MTL - Release that Witch-Chapter 1487 Master Guardian

The nightingale fell down and touched the ground with her fingers. When she raised her hand, both of them saw her fingers clean and not even a little dust.

This in itself illustrates the difference.

If the battle of divine war continues, the radiologist is certainly not the first winner to try to explore the bottomless world. Whether it is falling, or deliberately jumping, it should leave traces, not to mention the stones and dirt that naturally fall.

In the long years, it is still fresh as ever, and only people can be kept cleaning up the bottom of the tiankeng.

"Hey, Wendy, can you hear my voice?" The nightingale took out the listener, but there was no one to respond. "No... it seems to be beyond the communication distance."

"Even if you don't exceed the distance, you can't do it." Cerrobra said in a concise manner, "If the gods don't intend to leave with a secret, blocking the communication should not be difficult for it."

"Okay..." she shrugged. "What should we do next?"

Anna stared at the light on the ground for a long time before she said, "Do you think that these "lights" are guiding us? ”

Their flickering is very regular, like a ripple, swaying outward from the soles of the feet, and disappearing into the darkness. Except for the position where the three people stand, there is no movement elsewhere, as if they are still sleeping.

The silence of the silence tried to take a few steps in the opposite direction, and the light followed the movement, but the direction of the swing was always the same.

"It seems to be."

"Is the invitation of the gods... interesting," the nightingale held the rifle in his hand. "That's time to see it."

The three followed the light belt and walked slowly at the bottom of the secluded cave. After about ten minutes, a bright entrance appeared in front of them.

Compared with the previous ones, the next journey is undoubtedly a sigh of relief. After all, no one likes to walk in a strange place that is covered in darkness and where they do not know where they are. Although they are still underground, at least they have Can see the roads around.

"Is this really a conscious world..." The nightingale couldn't help but ask.

“Why do you say that?” Anna turned her head back.

"Because it is related to consciousness," she scratched her head. "Whether it is called the conscious world or the source of magic, it sounds like nothing. But this place..."

"It’s like being made." The silence of the disaster suddenly opened.

In this long passage, whether it is the wall or the ground, it has nothing to do with the word illusory. They are hard and flat, angular and look pleasing. At the same time, these translucent metal blocks can also automatically emit light. Whether it is foot or hand pressing, it will respond, and how fast it will be bright, sometimes it will jump out of some incomprehensible symbols. There is no such majesty and indifference that God’s domain refuses to be thousands of miles away.

"Perhaps the ideology is created," Anna's answer gave the two a glimpse. "Being like a person like you or me... or civilization."

The night screamed, "Is the other party...not a god?"

"There is no conflict between the two," Anna shook her head. "I heard Roland say that the reason why I call it the **** is because it is the easiest way to understand. It is like ants, we are with the gods. No different

She couldn't help but shudder. "This is really a disgusting saying."

"Yes." Silently surprised, "But I can understand."

When the nightingale was about to say something more, he suddenly found that the front of the passage had reached the end.

"This is... is it wrong?"

But soon, she heard a slight snoring, a beam of light swept through the three quickly, and then their appearance appeared on the wall at the end.

This change even Anna was shocked.

Just before the three people made more reactions, the walls quietly turned into countless hexagons, and a huge circular space appeared in front of them.

Its edge is an encircling track, the center is separated by a transparent "glass wall", through which the glass clearly sees an astounding sphere rotating underneath, and the sphere is not real, but the sphere It is a fluid composed of electricity and light! Numerous lightnings travel up and down the pipe wall, and each road is comparable to the smashing of the sky. Although there is only one layer of glass, the whole space is quiet, as if the internal changes are not related to the outside world.

The three people couldn't help but hold their breath. No matter who saw this scene, they would feel the heartfelt shock and no one could imagine. Under an overseas island, there was such a magnificent creation.

What surprised them even more was that a suspended tube floated out of the wall and flew to the front of Anna, then opened the cover.

Even if he is slow, the three have understood the meaning of the other party.

The silence and the nightingale looked at Anna together, waiting for her to make a choice. The latter glared at Roland for a long time before slowly releasing his hands. Under the black fire, the closed Roland was placed in the tank, and then the cover was closed, and the tube floated back to the wall, and it was embedded in it, as if it had disappeared into the wall.

"We... is this a success?" The nightingale muttered.

"I don't know." Anna whispered back. "But at least we have achieved the set goals, and the only thing we can do next is to wait."

......

The dark starry sky gradually disappears, and the white light fills all the horizons.

In this infinite whiteness, a stretch of stairs "appeared" at the foot of Roland. There was no snowflake and no familiar ceiling. His eyes looked toward the other side of the road, and the stairs were connected to a flat open space. There is nothing more than this.

It turned out to be...

He now understands why he would say that when the channel of erosion appears, he will naturally feel it.

The difference between the two worlds is so great that I am afraid that only the blind man can't see it.

According to Zhai’s statement, here is the domain of the gods. It’s just that he is not clear. In the end, it is the last expansion of the world of dreams provided by Ipsy’s chart, or the fact that the Yuanzheng army successfully completed its goal. Let him arrive here.

But thinking about it now doesn't make much sense.

Roland took a step toward the ladder.

The journey was not long. After a short walk, he boarded the open space. The center of the open space is a uniquely shaped throne, and a masked figure sits on top of it. The whole scene is exceptionally monotonous and simple, and it is far from the "theo" that he imagines.

Before Roland thought that the gods would create a magnificent and solemn temple to give him a horse, I didn't expect the other party to be so simple, and he didn't know what kind of tone to use to say hello.

"You are... god?"

In the end, he chose the most versatile opening method.

If the other party is only a **** or a singer, then it is not ridiculous.

"You can call me, child." However, it came directly to it. "But I prefer another saying that the guardian of the mind."