The old voice laughed contemptuously upon hearing this:
“The data has been collected almost completely.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Borso, who was holding the girl's neck, began to transform his body into data bit by bit.
Looking at the changes in his body, Borso's pupils shrank sharply:
"Are you Sequence 3 of the Knowledge Pathway?"
Knowledge Path Sequence 3, known as the Tracer in ancient times, can digitize the analyzed target or restore it to its original appearance.
The old voice did not respond to Borso's words. To him, the guy in front of him was not worthy of his answer.
If this were his prime, this so-called believer in a foreign god might not even be able to withstand a casual glance from him.
Seeing that the old voice ignored him, a trace of anger flashed across Borso's face.
Could it be that he thinks that he can defeat me just because he is one level higher than me?
Ridiculous! Don't you even look at where you are now?
This was a ceremony performed to the Great Mother, Borso snorted coldly.
The next second, a horizontal crack appeared in the center of his forehead, and then a lavender eyeball squeezed out from the crack.
As soon as the eyeball squeezed out of the gap, chaotic forces surrounded Bolso's body, disrupting the process of digitizing his body.
Borso sneered, exerted force with his palm, and was ready to break the girl's neck.
He would not show mercy to the girl just because she was pretty. Since she had chosen to attack him, she would have to endure his counterattack.
Besides, it doesn’t mean it can’t be used just because it’s dead.
But just as he exerted force with his palm, the body of the girl whose neck he was pinching suddenly turned into a torrent of data and flowed away from his hands.
At this time, the old voice sounded again in the air:
"The power of chaos is indeed a bit troublesome for me at the moment, that's all!"
The old voice sighed, and then the torrent of data flowing out of Borso's hands condensed into the shadow of an old man in mid-air.
The old man in the pointed hat raised his virtual finger made of data and pointed it at where Borso was.
As he pointed his finger, the space beside Borso suddenly began to fold, abstract, and finally turned into a flat film.
And in the middle of this flat film, Borso's body was frozen there, unable to move, like a life-like painting on a portrait.
Knowledge Path Sequence 2, known as the Master of All Things in ancient times.
Having reached this level, they are able to fully master the knowledge belonging to the dimension.
You can use your own knowledge to compress the latitude of the target area, causing it to drop in latitude and achieve a dimensionality reduction attack.
The seemingly random finger just now actually directly extracted the time and space beside Borso, causing that area to fall directly from four dimensions to two dimensions.
Looking at Borso who had turned into a painting in front of him, the shadow of the old man made up of a torrent of data slowly shrank and finally turned back into the appearance of a girl.
The girl looked at her body, which had completely returned to normal without any distortion, and said with a somewhat complaining tone:
"Why didn't the teacher change me back into a boy?"
The old voice coughed weakly:
"I just used up too much power from the Universal Master. I can no longer help you rewrite your body data."
The girl glanced at Borso, who had turned into a piece of drawing paper, but she did not doubt her teacher's words.
His teacher's condition was not good to begin with, and now he was forcibly reducing the dimension of a transcendent being. He might not have enough extra strength to help him recover into a man.
Just as she was thinking this in her heart, a lavender light curtain suddenly covered the nearby sea out of thin air.
Then, a lavender eye suddenly opened on the light curtain, looking straight at the area where the girl was.
"This is……"
When the old voice said this, there was obviously a hint of surprise in its tone.
Without any hesitation, he immediately used his power to digitize the entire sea area covered by the lavender light curtain.
Whether it was people, ships, or the sea water below, at this moment, they all turned into a pile of data.
Fortunately, that gaze only glanced at this place, and then seemed to be cut off by some force.
As the lavender eyes disappeared, the ships, people, and sea water that had been digitized also returned to normal.
But at this moment, the painting that had been reduced in dimension suddenly expanded outward, and Borso inside actually rushed out of the two-dimensional world.
Borso, who had just returned to the three-dimensional world, wanted to jump into the sea to escape without any hesitation.
At this moment, he no longer cared about anything. There was only one thought in his mind, which was to escape quickly.
He never imagined that the teacher mentioned by the little boy in front of him was actually an angel.
If you don't run away from an angel, then you are this (thumbs-up)
Damn it, if the power of the Great Mother hadn't arrived and affected the reduced dimension of the painting, he would probably have died here today.
Of course, even if he escaped from the dimensionality-reduced area now, it didn’t mean he was safe.
After all, he was facing an angel. Now he could only hope that the great mother would bless him and let him escape successfully.
Just as he was praying frantically for the great mother's blessing in his heart, Clottey Aisha, who had been watching the whole change, suddenly pounced and hugged Borso's thigh.
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