God after all

Chapter 79 Dimensional space lore (1)

"It seems that this is the hiding place."

The beautiful and moving face of the sculpture was reflected in the golden pupils, and the looming smile matched with the two bloody tears on the cheeks touched Michael's heart.

When the Valkyrie statue was first built, Eliza Cuthbert poured part of her will into the sculpture so that she could feel the prayers that people sent to the sculpture.

On the day when she was taken to the Holy Land of the Three Forts by her apprentice Leng Ji, the sculpture entrusted with her will shed bright red tears.

The will has disappeared on the sculpture, and the voice of the people's heart can no longer be heard.

"What are you going to do? Break the new dimension of Dashi here?"

Leng Ji didn't glance at the angel beside him, but stared at the sculpture's face from a distance.

This face resembles Eliza's true self, what kind of mentality is he staring at?There was no emotion of nostalgia in the cold and dark eyes.

"It can only be broken."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand to the inner lining of the coat to feel his anger.

The handle of the silver gun is held by five fingers, and the muzzle is aimed at one eye of the Valkyrie statue.

The shooting position is six meters away.

The sound of piercing the sky tore apart the dead silence, and a red lotus fire burned in midair.

Targeting one eye of the Valkyrie statue, the space changed at a distance of less than [-] centimeters: the bullet stopped moving forward, and became still, and the circular stream of fire diverged from the contact between the ammunition and the glass-like wall. face release.

An incredible scene happened.Fiery bullets melted into the walls.

Silence returned to the surrounding area.

"Gunshots will attract your companions."

"You stay here."

Michael's kind reminder was exchanged for such a casual explanation.

Leng Ji walked forward alone, walking calmly and steadily.

A halo suddenly appeared in the right hand, and endless purple wind beams scattered in all directions.

The cross-sword logo branded on the palm changed, and the skin and flesh were actually separated, growing at an unimaginable speed.

A long silver sword was born from the entanglement of purple awns. The hilt was attached to the palm of the hand, and the beautiful sword body was shining brightly.

Leng Ji stopped in front of the glass-like transparent wall, touched the high wall with one hand, and felt a cold and hard touch - able to resist the shooting of "God's Wrath", it can be seen that the created virtual space is as solid as gold.

The God's Fury Gun and each 6.5mm silver-plated bullet are made of meteoric iron from the heavens, which will detonate the flame when it comes into contact with the air. This flame, which is enough to melt diamonds, is more lethal than bullets.

Meteorite is a product of the heavens. Humans have been trying to obtain it all the time, and its rarity is very rare in all countries.

The God's Wrath made of burning meteorite ranks No. 1 in the world's famous guns, and its function is usually used as a biochemical weapon and put into various battlefields.

Because of the fusion of the power of God, even if it is an invisible space, once it is shot by it, the subsequent fate can only be exposed and collapsed.

The strength is second only to the professional space killer "Proton Projection Line."

"Adversaries who can create this kind of dimensional space are somewhat capable."

As if he didn't hear Michael's comment, Leng Ji pulled back the hand holding the sword in a large arc, and the sword body was laid out in a straight and smooth line.

With a slight rotation of the wrist, a blow with all the strength of the whole body was transmitted to the hilt and penetrated the tip of the sword.There are endless purple beams of light floating out from the blade body.

With seemingly effortless movements and without any sound, the long sword sank into the wall.

"It's amazing!" Michael exclaimed.

Half of the sword body melted into the wall, and after that, the wall was pulled apart from the front, back, left, and right by the crack that penetrated, forming a hole automatically, and Leng Ji could just pass through it.

The gap closed after completely containing the black figure, leaving no trace of being pierced by the sword.

The new dimensional space he entered was a confused world, shrouded in endless hazy mist, and the hollow white covered his cold and silent vision, making it difficult for him to see the depths clearly.

Perhaps feeling the strong murderous intent hidden in the mist, the long sword that keeps releasing lingering beams of light indicates Leng Ji's high alertness.

Sure enough, there was movement around, but there was no sign of it.

The mist in front of my eyes produced ripples and ripples, and faintly audible subtle vibrations approached Leng Ji.

Stop walking forward, the figure in the white world exudes an immobile momentum.

Two clusters of white spots appeared in the cold eyes and rushed towards them at a high speed, and the area continued to expand. This was the image formed by the condensed fog and projected into the black eyes.

Two beams of purple light intersect to form an X-shaped line, cutting through the chaotic mist neatly.

The blood spring sprayed, dyeing the white mass that was divided into two into red, and the separated limbs fell from it.

A gorefiend's head rolled to Leng Ji's feet, with his eyes wide open.

Just after the crisis in front of him ended, clouds floated from his left and right directions.

Two behemoths jumped out of the oncoming fog, making a swooping gesture of swooping down.But the attack was in vain, the gaping jaws were only biting the air.

The originally motionless figure used some kind of miraculous power to drift its direction. When avoiding the ambushes, it swung the hand holding the sword, and the shining long sword drew a straight line across.

The pale thing that was on the ground with two ends and four legs was directly broken into two pieces, and the unstoppable blood splashed violently.

Standing on the ground with broken limbs, the solidity of the ground is no different from the real world, but it cannot be seen by the naked eye. A thick white mist rises from Leng Ji's feet to the sky.

The wind started to blow all around, and the misty mist was blowing without any trace, as if the pure white veil was pushed aside by a pair of invisible hands.

In the misty and wind-shrouded depths, scarlet light spots flickered, forming a circle, surrounding the standing figure.

The cold and dark pupils always looked straight ahead, and they took steps.

The distance between the opponents gradually narrowed, or it was created by both sides at the same time.

The fierce and brutal images were received in Leng Ji's retina, and the herd of beasts surrounded them in all directions.

However, in these beastly red pupils, the projected figures are dignified and noble, like a young man transformed into a dark night, walking slowly, with a long coat like a magic wing fluttering in the wind.

After walking a certain distance, Leng Ji stopped.

The pervasive mist scattered in all directions, like the aura of a king who was afraid of the coldness and loneliness of the comer.

The vision is still filled with emptiness and emptiness, but a woman's figure appears in the depths of this whiteness, and Leng Ji quickly sees her face clearly.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

The wind blows the deep and sexy voice to Leng Ji's ears.

Yao Liuli was standing in the enchanting distance, with a sly smile and a pair of red pupils as bright as burning rubies.

"Did I come here because I wanted to fight me?"

"I didn't come to fight with you."

Lengji's extraordinarily calmness pricked a tense heartstring and offended Yao Liuli's emotions.

Aware of her unpleasant tone, she lowered her voice.

"I'm here to bring a message to Lord Leon."

The rare frown movement reveals the cold and lonely brows, although the face is calm as before, but an unusually sharp breath floats in the cold and dark pupils.

"What do you want to say?"

As soon as the words fell, the long silver sword in his hand disappeared.

It seemed so defenseless, but it was not enough to make the potential hostiles relax their vigilance - the blood demons were stalking the unarmed young man, roaring hoarsely from their long teeth.

(End of this chapter)