"Shall we go out and take a look now?"

After finding that the wound was not painful, Blore put down his hand and squatted down at the collapsed hole to look out without any concern.

"I heard the noise again."

Bai Di followed him and squatted down.

Nan Song was still a little dazed at this time. She hadn't thought that she was so powerful.

When her consciousness returned to the jellyfish layer, she didn't waste any time and accepted everything that had just happened in the fastest possible time.

After that, with Atasha's hint and the help of the jellyfish, I quickly found the cave-in. After climbing down the chain, I found Atasha and her companions. I was also caught off guard by a monster that looked exactly like her...

The roar of dimensional collapse was like a million giant drums beating at the same time. Mountains that were compressed into two-dimensional planes suddenly unfolded, and paper-like rock layers made teeth-grinding distortion sounds when they restored their three-dimensional forms.

Tens of thousands of gold bricks and jade artifacts gushed out from the cracks in the mountain. The surface of each treasure was covered with wriggling hieroglyphs, dragging dark red bloodstains in the air.

The burning puppets crawled out from the torrent of treasure, their porcelain faces melted into wax tears in the flames, but they still maintained exaggerated smiles.

They linked arms and danced in a strange circle, and from their burned chests came the sound of children's chanting.

Ignore the tentacles and deformed, weird and twisted crawling monsters that are diffused in the fog.

They shouted silently, jumped silently, and the wood on their bodies turned into soft skin and peeled off very quickly.

They feed the monsters and the rapidly wriggling hearts.

But at a certain moment, all the puppets suddenly raised their heads at the same time, and "stared" at the golden heart floating in the air with their dark eye sockets.

The huge golden organ was now pulsating in a way that was contrary to anatomy, and the rune chains covering its surface were breaking one after another.

The tentacles that were originally roaming around suddenly grew longer, and countless mouths covered with fine teeth appeared on each tentacle, biting the falling fragments of ice cloud with a crackling sound.

"There's that noise outside..." Ma Tuan pulled Nan Song, who was "reveling in how powerful he was," over.

"For safety reasons, let's wait a little longer." Bai Di said to the two people behind him without turning his head.

But in a flash, he thought of Si Weijun again.

He suddenly felt something was wrong, because he suddenly felt that Blore's relationship with the other party was subtle.

Blore is a silly guy, and he's nice to everyone who plays with him.

But Si Weijun from Group A of the academy is different from Blore. In any case, he would never do something as stupid as Blore.

So what is he going to do?

Or what does he want?

Blore only had so much belongings on him. Apart from the chains that looked a bit textured, he was practically penniless.

So what does the other party want to do?

Bai Di had a bold idea. Is he interested in the Blore people?

Could it be that Blore's strange and unusual dress attracted the other party?

Impossible...

Bai Di suddenly felt a chill, and then realized that he was scaring himself.

The fortress giant let out a wail like the friction of granite. It used the last of its strength to cross its arms and let its body disintegrate into a sky full of jewels. Each pearl that fell to the ground exploded into phosphorescent fire, and distorted human faces emerged from the flames.

The sound of shells rubbing against each other could be heard from deep within the thick fog. Even before he appeared, his shadow had already caused lens distortion in the space within a radius of ten miles.

When He truly tore open the dimensional barrier, the entire sky was instantly covered with blood vessel-like cracks.

The eight compound eyes each reflected a scene of destruction in a different time and space: in the upper left eyeball was a star system being dissolved by acid, while in the lower right pupil were reflected countless screaming parallel selves.

At the moment the ice cloud collapsed, the whole world seemed to be paused.

Shattered ice crystals hovered in mid-air, reflecting thousands of distorted dimensions, and in this frozen chaos, a figure slowly emerged.

He stood on the golden heart, his long hair was as black as ink, but it was also frosty with an extremely cold frost. Tiny icicles were entangled in his hair, and each strand seemed to be able to cut through time and space.

His face was extremely strange and his skin was as pale as thousand-year-old black ice, yet it was tinged with a sickly golden glow, as if it was reflected by the huge beating heart.

The tails of the narrow eyes were decorated with dark silver lines, and there seemed to be icy flames burning in the depths of the pupils, which were both weird and suffocatingly cold.

His figure was tall and slender, not weak at all, but like a sharp blade forged from cold iron, carrying with it a certain inhuman sense of oppression.

The exotic-style clothes were embroidered with ancient runes, the hems moved without wind, and every fold seemed to whisper forbidden spells.

His wrists, neck, and waist were all adorned with silver ornaments in the shape of lotus flowers, but they were not ordinary things - the metal was wriggling, wrapping around his body like a living thing, sometimes turning into chains, sometimes condensing into spikes.

The most terrifying thing was his feet - he was not standing, but floating. Wherever his toes tapped, the diffuse black mist spread like a spider web, swallowing up all the tentacles and monster movements around him.

Behind him, a giant illusory figure vaguely emerged, like a human but not a human, like a god but not a god. Only eight eyes condensed from ice crystals slowly opened in the void, staring at this collapsing world with him.

His mere presence freezes time and madness.

The black mist under the man's feet suddenly crystallized, forming a foggy forest that went against gravity.

The bronze bell hanging from his earlobe rang without wind, and the sound waves it emitted materialized into chain patterns in the air.

"Xarnax..."

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