Above the gray fog

Broken Sea.

Zhao Xiaoan just arrived.

He saw Lin Shan lose consciousness and sink into the sea.

Zhao Xiaoan's eyes were slightly focused, and the sea water within a radius of one kilometer floated up. Lin Shan floated in the middle of the sea water and had completely lost consciousness.

With a light tap of his finger, Zhao Xiaoan sent Lin Shan to his "home", and then immediately flew towards the human race.

At a certain moment.

Zhao Xiaoan suddenly stopped.

There was a wave in the void.

Lin Shan's figure reappeared, and at this moment Lin Shan's eyes were wide open and bloodshot.

"Xiao... Xiaoan?"

"It's me." Zhao Xiaoan worriedly said, "What's wrong with you?"

"I... I don't know... My head seems to be about to explode!" Lin Shan covered his head, his face full of pain.

"Why is this happening? What have you experienced in the past ten years?" Zhao Xiaoan supported Lin Shan.

When he first came into contact with Lin Shan, an accident occurred. One by one, black silk threads, like flexible long snakes, spread along Lin Shan's arm to Zhao Xiaoan's hand.

"What is this?"

A scarlet light flashed in Zhao Xiaoan's eyes, and suddenly, like Lin Shan, she hugged her head in pain.

A wisp of red energy dissipated from her body, and a red shadow appeared behind her.

The red shadow reached out and grabbed the black thread and tore it apart. When the black thread was torn apart, Zhao Xiaoan immediately returned to normal. She slowly stood up, as if she had become a different person, staring at the red moon above her head.

When the red shadow behind her dissipated, Zhao Xiaoan's eyes regained clarity, and she stepped forward to support Lin Shan again. Lin Shan still covered his head with his hands, his face full of pain.

Lin Shan felt as if he was about to be torn apart, and there were two of him fighting for the destination of his soul. The scene in front of him was a broken ceiling for a while, and an endless broken sea for a while.

At a certain moment, the two worlds gradually overlapped.

The world overlapped, but his soul did not overlap.

"Ah!!"

Lin Shan roared to vent this inhuman pain.

With Lin Shan as the center, terrifying waves rose up.

It seemed that the whole sea was roaring.

At the same time.

In the candlelight flickering hut.

A huge roar sounded, and endless black fog enveloped the whole house again.

"Ghost Lord, what's wrong?" Anson's surprised shout came from outside the house.

"It's okay, don't come in, the power is a little... out of control." Lin Shan said intermittently.

There were waves roaring in his ears.

There was an endless sea looming in his sight.

Lin Shan lay quietly on the wooden bed, listening to the sound of waves coming from his ears.

"What's the situation, what happened to the other body?"

He had no memory of that body, and these ten minutes or five minutes were blank to him.

At a certain moment.

The tearing pain came again, and this time, he really felt that he was torn apart.

"Ah!!!"

The soul was pulled from both sides.

A feeling of dizziness came.

He appeared in a void.

In the endless void, there is a throne standing tall. The vast galaxies are spiral embellishments on the throne, and the endless star fields are strange patterns on the throne.

On the throne, there is a very vague figure sitting.

This throne is too big, so big that Lin Shan no longer knows what words to use to describe it.

Even if the entire Apostle Galaxy is engraved on it, it can only become the most inconspicuous light spot on the throne.

It just exists there, like the center of the universe, and everything revolves around it.

In front of the throne, there is a bright light that cannot be ignored. The most shining pattern on the throne, composed of star fields, is not as dazzling as this small light spot.

In the white light spot, there is a feather pen.

Between the throne and the feather pen, there is an illusory river of history.

Under the pull of the two, the illusory river of history was torn apart...

The aftermath of the pull of the two shook a large area of ​​the void.

The phantom of the long river broke.

It seems that the sound of the avenue breaking was heard.

"Quill..." Lin Shan called the quill before he lost consciousness.

The quill seemed to hear Lin Shan's voice, and the tip of the pen slowly turned and looked in the direction of Lin Shan.

The next second.

Lin Shan lost consciousness directly.

I don't know how long it took.

Lin Shan opened his eyes.

What he saw was still the dilapidated ceiling.

Snap...

A light sound came.

Lin Shan looked down.

The pointer pendant on his neck broke.

The pointer that was broken into two pieces turned into independent particles and gradually disappeared.

Lin Shan took the two pieces of pointers in his hands.

Watched the pointer disappear little by little.

"The pointer is broken... This means I can't switch bodies anymore..."

"What did you just see? What is that throne? Why is the quill there?"

"My head hurts..."

Lin Shan only felt a burst of tingling in his head.

It was different from the pain before.

This pain was still within his tolerance, just like the feeling of a broken arm.

A broken arm can still be restored, but this pain seems to be impossible to calm down.

Lin Shan shook his head vigorously.

The pain was like a shadow following him, without any relief.

He didn't know what was going on, and could only guess that it might be related to the scene he had just seen.

Now was not the time to investigate this, and he had no ability to find out what had happened to him.

Since he couldn't switch bodies, he couldn't go back to the human race.

At this stage, I can only perform the ritual wholeheartedly, and then find a way to go back after the promotion is successful.

Lin Shan thought in his heart.

Immediately, he endured the pain and lay down on the narrow bed. Perhaps because he was too weak, he fell asleep directly.

Only in sleep can this pain be relieved, or temporarily shielded.

This time I slept very deeply, just like an ordinary person who hasn't slept for a long time.

The bright white moon and the gentle sun alternate continuously.

"Ghost Lord, Ghost Lord, there is news!"

Lin Shan didn't wake up until An Qi's shout came.

The moment he woke up, the unstoppable pain from his soul hit him again.

Lin Shan messed up his hair, and his body turned into black mist and appeared in the hall through the door.

An Qi was knocking on the door, Anson was sitting at the round table with a gloomy expression, and Andy Hunter and Paz were nowhere to be found.

"What's the news?"

Lin Shan's voice suddenly came, startling both An Qi and An Sen. The ability of atomization was so uncanny that even one of their own would be frightened.

But the two people in the room were not ordinary people. After a brief shock, they immediately regained their composure.

An Qi said sadly: "We have found the position of the speaker, but the four ministers of the speaker, the seal master, the god master, and the time master are gathered together. If it is the same as usual, the Gigantes tribe should only control this time. Four ministers."

"Through Yanzhu, they are contacting other ministers and preparing for a gathering before officially starting the 'Sequence Battle'."

"This is their old tactic. During the gathering, they will definitely propose to eliminate the ghost master first..."