Vol 8 Chapter 1702: Look straight

"So strong... If the other party wants to kill us, just play a tearing tune.
I am afraid that I need to borrow the strongest godhead, and then focus all my attention on the level of crazy laughter, in order to be able to resist this kind of rhythmic attack.
But if you can't escape, death will only happen sooner or later.
Is this Wang Ting musician a middle or upper rank?
This is too strong,
When I first heard this rhythm in Green, I didn't even realize how strong it was because the door hadn't been opened yet. "
Han Dong and Sally stopped instinctively when they heard this paradoxical melody.
Only Green opened his arms, letting the notes drill his flesh through the holes on the body surface, enjoying the consciousness stimulation brought by the melody...
A luxurious carpet printed with irregular black and gold lines, composed of silk and satin symbolizing the rhythm, laid in the passage of the Chaos King's Court.
When Green stepped on the carpet, he immediately made an elegant turn.
Following human etiquette, he gently threw his right hand to Han Dong who was behind him.
"It's really rare.
Uncle Truu actually greeted us with such a tune... It seems that something big should happen, maybe uncle he wants to see you, maybe even father wants to see you.
Come on Nicholas, my house is right in front. "
Thinking of this, even Green became excited.
Quack quack
A turbid and even dripping chaotic tentacles grew from the palm of the palm and used it as a traction.
Han Dong followed with a spotted gray beard sticking out from the back of his hand.
When the tentacles are attached to each other, they are entangled and intertwined.
Suddenly, a force hidden in the tentacles of chaos,
Pull Han Dong and Sally, who is holding his arm, onto the carpet together.
This transmission of power shocked Han Dong.
This guy Green... is so strong! This pulling force just now is not a simple force, but also contains a technology I have never seen before.
Sure enough, Green's gains in "Ladybug Game" are quite huge, no wonder he returned to the Chaos Center in advance to realize his understanding before I came out.
I haven't actively contacted me for almost a year, I am afraid I have been practicing in retreat.
Feeling the continuous strong feeling coming from Green's body, Han Dong also showed a smile from the heart.
Just when everyone stepped on the physical carpet of rhythm
A soothing, pleasant music that can relax the whole body,
It actually came out from the inside of the carpet, and into the heel, using the biological flesh as the transmission medium, directly to the brain.
You can even see twisted and weird notes undulating on the surface of the skin, swimming up like a leech, everywhere in the body...Of course, they will eventually converge in the brain.
However, these notes are completely harmless.
Not only does it relax everyone's mind, it even helps them regain their mental state, and it also has the effect of nurturing and restoring consciousness.
Han Dong's adaptability is unparalleled.
Soon I was completely immersed in the music, and even closed my eyes to follow the rhythm of the tune, and stepped on the surface of the carpet.
And because the body contains the foundation of "Floating Corpse Nei Jing",
Floating slowly in the unconscious, drifting towards the depths of the Chaos Palace...
I don't know how long it has been.
When the rhythm stopped completely, Han Dong came back to his senses.
Green, who was supposed to be leading him, and Sally, who was close to him, disappeared.
And Han Dong's own position has long been separated from the previous Wang Tingqian Dao.
Located in a space full of nameless fog.
The fog filled here and the fog that envelops the earth, forming the effect of eternal night belong to one kind, but the concentration is 100 times or more than a thousand times. Han Dong completely observes the surrounding environment and cannot distinguish his own position.
"When did I float up? What the is this here?"
When questions were raised, the dense fog began to slowly dissipate,
Instead, it is a "chaotic stone whisker" that is wrapped in a stone shell, which has existed for millions or tens of thousands of years, from ancient times or even earlier.
They fill the surrounding space, or they are the composition of the space here.
Han Dong has an intuition that if his body touches these stone whiskers, he might die in an instant.
Rustle!
A sound of stone beard rubbing came from the front,
A large number of dense chaotic stone whiskers are slowly fading,
Gradually, a throne created by the ‘primitive planet’ appeared, and an ancient throne almost equal to the age of the universe.
When Han Dong slowly raised his head, trying to spy on the existence between the thrones.
His field of vision moved up slowly, and when he scanned the bottom part that was analogous to a human’s
foot
, Han Dong spied a number of different scenes.
Like a few ancient tentacles full of chaotic stars,
It also looks like the old man’s foot with the structure of a stone stele inlaid with the original text,
It also looks like a mass of deformed flesh packed with countless insects, parasitic spores, and mutated by cosmic rays,
and many more…
Hundreds of changes are reflected in the field of vision just the part that symbolizes the ‘sole’.
A sense of ‘not looking directly’ hits the depths of the soul, warning that if Han Dong continues to watch, it may lead to quite serious consequences, even worse than death.
At the same time, there is also a kind of primitive madness that constantly strikes, stimulating Han Dong's fundamental consciousness.
Out of instinct, out of the pursuit of madness itself.
Han Dong actually ignored the danger, even the risk of permanent death or complete collapse, and continued to look up.
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Because the magic eye accepts too many images that cannot be processed, even the extra-dimensional composition that transcends the truth,
Han Dong's body began to slowly decompose in this process,
The pieces of meat that are stripped off will immediately become "ancient", resembling a fossil structure, falling into the chaotic stone whiskers clustered nearby, and become their food.
only.
No matter how the body is disassembled.
Han Dong maintained a state of crazy laugh the whole time, and his strong and firm consciousness maintained the integrity of his soul.
finally.
With the complete disintegration of the body.
There is only one braised egg head with gray gas floating in the air,
The bloodshot and bleeding magic eye finally moved its field of vision to the top of the throne, and finished looking at the Supreme Being.
At the same moment.
An old language that he could barely understand sounded from Han Dong's head:
"…good.
This kind of madness contained in consciousness...I have admitted. "
At the end of the voice.
Han Dong also received a system prompt:
The myth puzzle "The Journey of Crazy Laughter", the mosaic degree has increased to 60
Han Dong fainted contentedly because he had already broken his limit.
When the head of the unowned brine egg fell freely, it was immediately entangled with chaotic stone whiskers.
The absorption of Han Dong's body just before them was not ‘feeding’ but a kind of ‘refining’.
The body fragments after digestion (ancient treatment) are secreted from the ends of the tentacles in the form of minced meat.
Take the head as the main body,
To reshape Han Dong into a purer, chaotic and ancient body.
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