"call……"
In the moment he looked down, Jiang Cheng could see his pale left hand, but he couldn't feel the existence of his limbs at all. Moreover, the ancient longsword that suddenly appeared in his line of sight completely robbed him of his space for thought.
"knife……"
He didn't know why a knife nearly two meters long had pierced his chest, and... he didn't seem to feel any pain at all, only a dull sensation of a foreign object entering his body. It was strange, but not that uncomfortable.
Jiang Cheng turned his head with difficulty, finally focusing his somewhat unfocused gaze on the long sword at his chest.
This long sword is quite special. Neither its shape nor its material resembles anything Jiangcheng has ever seen before. Moreover, it doesn't have a particular style to categorize it. It lacks the ornate decorations of a ceremonial sword, the domineering presence of a horizontal sword, and the boldness of a nodachi.
The blade was a dark red color, reflecting a strange and dangerous brilliance under the sunlight, making it look quite ferocious. Near his chest, there were many intricate and complex patterns engraved, like some kind of incantation...
Upon closer inspection, the blade is not extremely sharp; in fact, it has many small cracks, suggesting it is quite old and damaged.
What era is this artifact from?
Jiang Cheng's heart stirred slightly, and he looked up in that direction.
He struggled to lift his head, and with a cracking sound from his cervical vertebrae, he finally caught sight of the decoration at the end of the hilt.
Several vermilion tassels were tied to the black hilt, swaying gently in the breeze. The strange skull at the very end had a faint bluish tint, suggesting that it was not made of the same material as the blade.
unimportant.
After seeing everything clearly, Jiang Cheng simply turned his gaze indifferently into the distance.
Beneath the sky, instead of blue skies and white clouds, were countless magnificent colossi, overlooking the entire valley from mid-air. Above them were countless stars, light from who knows how many light-years away.
For a moment, Jiang Cheng seemed to feel that every cell in his body was writing the history of the entire universe, so when he gazed at himself, he was only gazing at the outline of the universe.
In the next instant, all the starlight went out, and the dim orange and mournful purple of the sky vanished completely, leaving only endless darkness. But upon closer inspection, this darkness was not due to the extinguishing of light, but rather to the frantic expansion of the colossal figures in mid-air, so that their forms blotted out the sky, completely obscuring all bright spots.
"Whoosh—"
The next second, a huge, translucent, diamond-shaped creature emerged from behind the colossus. It had countless intertwined tentacles, like jellyfish, embracing the ancient colossus. Its body seemed to be mostly water, full and soft in its expansion and contraction, yet it floated in the universe with an eerie air, overlooking the entire valley.
Jiang Cheng remembers that the movement frequency of jellyfish is extremely similar to the alpha brainwaves of a person when they are in a calm and gentle mood. Therefore, after observing jellyfish, people will passively adjust their brainwave frequency to achieve a physical balance.
so……
Is his current extremely peaceful state of mind due to the movement trajectory of this giant rhomboid creature?
Before Jiang Cheng could even discern what kind of creature it was, its form abruptly changed. Its body expanded towards the edge of the sky, its tentacles lashing out to the sides, causing the space to distort slightly. The next instant, its lower body transformed into a human form, a long white robe draped over its shoulders, covering a large portion of its transparent body. Two small yet majestic eyes suddenly appeared atop its eerie head, their gaze fixed intently on Jiang Cheng, their anger palpable.
Did he offend it?
Before Jiang Cheng could figure out what was happening, another enormous statue flew in from the right and stopped at the edge of his line of sight.
She was a pale woman.
A graceful, proud, and solitary figure stood between heaven and earth, floating ethereally in mid-air. Her skin was like that of an ice sculpture, and her long eyelashes covered her clear eyes. Her face was not sharp and even looked somewhat drowsy.
At first glance, Jiang Cheng was captivated by the holy radiance emanating from this woman.
She wore a huge wreath around her neck, but upon closer inspection, these "flowers" were actually white, skeletal heads lying quietly on her half-naked chest. The specks of crimson on her head were merely a "crown" made of dirty, pungent tree fruit.
A cold, disdainful gaze emanated from her lowered eyes; she seemed to have been asleep for a century, only now awakening. Vines, shrouded in dark smoke, intertwined on her body, eventually coalescing into a totem-like pattern that gradually extended downwards, disappearing into a pure white expanse.
Her eyes were just a blank white, the lack of pupils did not prevent her gaze from being fixed on Jiang Cheng's face.
Faced with such an emotionless gaze, a sense of desolation inexplicably welled up in his heart.
What's going on...?
This strange emotion overwhelmed Jiang Cheng, forcing him to try to look away and down.
But the next second, Jiang Cheng's gaze froze again.
Why does this woman's lower body only have countless writhing tentacles?
The giant octopus tentacles in the air swept over many light gray bones in an indescribable way, swaying in an extremely bizarre and poetic way.
Jiang Cheng felt an endless sense of oppression rushing towards him from the woman's gaze, crushing him to the ground, making it impossible for him to breathe deeply.
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