775. Chapter 775 Hello, the world

    Star Sky Dome, Red Moon, Giant Painting…As Parsha described in advance.

    No matter what, the feeling is very grand. Only when you are in it can you really feel its vastness, and it is no wonder that they will call this place a gods.

    Is this a transfer? Still the sea of ​​consciousness?

    Roland crouched down and gently stroked the floor – it looked like a stone, but the surface was smooth like a mirror, and the fingertips accurately conveyed a cold, hard touch, as if what he saw was not fictional. The fantasy that comes out, but the real existence.

    However, after experiencing a realistic and exaggerated dream world, such a scene has been difficult to scare him again.

    Roland looked up at the dome – the huge Red Moon was covered like a circular piece of cake on the giant painting. If you look at it, you can see the surface of the surface. If you want to describe it, then It is the sea. It is not as dazzling as the sun, and it is clear that it is red and red, but it always feels that it is not glowing. The red ripples are like waves, and like whirlpools, densely covered with the entire field of vision.

    The only problem is that the circle is too round.

    It is not like a sphere, but a tiled circle.

    Maybe Red Moon is too close to myself?

    Roland took a closer look at it, and after all, couldn’t relate it to the red meteor observed by the astrologer—not like a planet or a star. If the War of Divine Will really rises from it, how can it come to the world? ?

    There was an idea in his mind.

    If the chief astrologer Scattered Star Scholar is to accept God Relic’s inspiration, can you confirm that the game is really Red Moon from the faint stars in the dome?

    Of course, the bigger possibility is that the poor old man was directly scared on the spot.

    Roland shrugged and stood up and looked around at the four giant paintings of the Red Moon.

    Throne, sea water, shady, and himself.

    Apart from Border Town No.3 The view of the underground hall, these records are all seen in the library of Pivotal Secret Temple, and there is nothing special about it. The relic is probably like a recorder, which can feedback the scene of its nearby in real time. According to Parsha, the giant painting that is completely blacked out belongs to the eliminated Underground Civilization.

    Roland greeted Wendy in the painting and the latter two did not respond, apparently not hearing his shouts.

    Say good influence reality?

    He approached the roll of Throne and reached out to touch the scroll itself – it felt like a soft, smooth cloth with a very fine texture. The image above was just an image. He couldn’t cross the border and enter the world of painting.

    Roland didn’t have more new discoveries after a round of laps. He was planning to go out to the outside of the hall to find out if the place was really boundless. The picture behind it suddenly heard a sound.

    In this quiet environment, the sound is particularly clear, like the friction between the steel, and the resounding of the hard object hitting the ground.

    In an instant, he felt the cold hair of the whole body stand up!

    Hell, no one mentioned that these giant paintings can make a sound!

    He stopped and jerked his head back.

    I saw that there was a dark armor warrior in the frame showing Throne. It was sitting on top of Throne, and a pair of scarlet eyes swept down to him.

    The other painting also had a movement.

    A large number of bubbles rushed up with the muffled sound of the cockroaches, and then a huge eyeball protruded from the dark sea floor, approaching the edge of the picture a little bit, as if wishing to pry out the border. The three triangular eyes were staring at him, and it was really uncomfortable at first sight.

    Are you an appointment?

    Roland couldn’t help but sigh. As long as he didn’t hide and hide, he was not afraid of these two monsters with no horror.

    Not the relic guardian of high rank Devil and unknown civilization.

    He looked up to the center of the four giant paintings and looked at the two foreigner creatures.

    “Good afternoon, are you also coming to War of Divine Will?”

    “This war that you live and die can’t be beaten? Can’t you sit down and talk? ”

    “Can you understand what I said?”

    “Even if you don’t understand it, you can scream!”

    “Hey, this is a game that is more than a test. Who will close the eyes and lose?”

    Roland tried to communicate with them but never got a response.

    I don’t know if it is an illusion. He seems to feel that the ups and downs of Devil’s chest are getting more and more urgent, and the huge eyeballs are gradually shaking.

    Is this a sequela of squinting? Can they only look at themselves like this, then who is sour than their eyes? This is dangerous, even if a person visits this place, there is no problem.

    He rolled his eyes and was about to stop this boring confrontation, a black tentacle suddenly appeared in the picture!

    They flew toward Devil and the eyeball like a snake, and they tied the two together.

    This is……Block selection Roland couldn’t help but catch it.

    Devil finally moved, and it grabbed Throne and made a series of strange noises! The flame and the transparent blade are seen around it, and they are entangled with the tentacles. But the number of tentacles is amazing, and the seemingly soft little hand at the end can easily break the weapon that the other party summons.

    Devil seems to be fighting a strong enemy that can’t be seen. The voice is getting louder and louder, and even Roland feels the tension in his tone. As an electric light emerged from the armor, the tentacle finally stepped back and loosened its grip. Taking advantage of this opportunity, it staggered from the seat and ran out of the range shown by the giant painting. The panic also broke the armrest of Throne.

    And the giant eyes are not good enough to go there, there are a few tentacles have already plunged into the eye, just watching it makes people feel pain. The part that penetrated had a light blue liquid, which was like a tearful stream. Instead of making a grotesque like Devil, it continually shoots out the glare from three pupils, blocking most of the tentacles.

    Suddenly, all the eyes of the giant eye groaned at the same time, and a looming ripple rushed toward the giant painting. Roland suddenly felt like he was stunned by a smell of scent, and he couldn’t help but retreat a few steps, and the tentacles also loosened the entanglement of the eyeball – the latter quickly slid in the direction of the direction, and the blink of an eye disappeared In the darkness. At the same time, the sea of ​​blue water on the top of the head is also rapidly dimming. It seems that the angle of view is sinking, and in a short time, no light can be seen.

    UhWhat’s going on?

    Roland looked inexplicably at the throne of the Thorne, and looked at the dark waters that had become dark, and the half-sounding did not come back.


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