However, faced with such a strange and terrifying scene, Blore turned his head and saw that Si Weijun still had no expression on his face. His beautiful eyes revealed a sense of indifference, as if everything happening before him had nothing to do with him.
Blore, who was standing aside, felt that he could not see any emotion in his eyes. Even the scenery around him became blurred, and even the world seemed to have lost its sense of existence in Si Weijun's eyes.
At this moment, Si Weijun's gaze seemed to move suddenly, falling on the black fog that was constantly rolling and surging beside him.
He just moved his lips slightly. Although no sound came out, the black fog seemed to understand his instructions and immediately became excited.
The black fog, which was originally as thick as glue, now began to surge wildly, and could not wait to sweep towards the puppets rushing towards it.
In the blink of an eye, the black fog opened its bloody mouth like a ferocious beast, and enveloped all the screaming puppets in it at lightning speed.
The thick black fog, like ink, tightly wrapped around the puppets' stiff bodies like flexible and tough pythons.
No matter how hard the puppets struggled and twisted, they could not escape from this terrible bondage.
Not surprisingly, Blore heard a blood-curdling scream echoing throughout the space.
He looked over and saw that the puppets, which already looked very strange, were completely swallowed up by the rolling black fog in the blink of an eye.
Not even the slightest residue or trace was left, as if they had never existed.
The black mist did not stop its movement after swallowing the puppet. Instead, it rolled and surged violently in the air, forming an extremely strange black storm.
The storm was like a ferocious beast, roaring and snarling with its fangs and claws, as if it wanted to sweep everything around it into it.
Looking closely, it seemed as if billions of mirror fragments were hidden in the swirling black fog.
Under the illumination of light, these fragments continuously refracted dazzling light, but were then shattered into even smaller particles by a powerful force, eventually turning into countless tiny light spots, flashing a heart-pounding and strange light in the endless darkness.
And among these tiny spots of light, there seem to be countless tiny pearls.
Each pearl emits a delicate and soft pink light, like the smallest yet dazzling star in the night sky.
However, compared to real stars, these pearls are more lively, as if they have life, dancing with the surge of black mist.
Blore stared blankly at the black fog in front of him, and an imagination involuntarily emerged in his mind - the color of Si Weijun's mental power after it was materialized seemed to be somewhat similar to the chain wrapped around his body!
This coincidence was so bizarre that Blore couldn't help but fall into "contemplation"...
The heavy chains on his body were originally as black as ink, as if they were sleeping in the dark abyss, without any life at all.
However, whenever the warm sunlight falls on it, a miracle happens quietly - a fine and soft halo occasionally appears on the surface of the chain.
At this moment, the runes on the chain are as dazzling as the twinkling stars in the night sky, but they also have an indescribable quiet beauty, as if they are also showing off.
The halo jumps and shines gently, as if it has life.
However, at this time, the golden light had dimmed slightly, as if it could keenly sense that the danger around it was gradually dissipating.
But at the same time, these runes seemed unwilling to give in. After all, this time someone actually dared to snatch the credit that should have belonged to them.
The golden rune appeared and disappeared, sometimes clearly visible, sometimes blurry, as if it was a powerful force hidden deep in the heart, silently waiting for the next opportunity, looking forward to being reborn and awakened again.
At this moment, the thick and indissoluble black fog rushed towards the two of them like a ghost.
For some reason, Blore looked at the black fog in front of him, and suddenly a strange feeling arose in his heart: Was this black fog so sneaky when it moved before?
The black fog slowly approached in an extremely strange and cautious manner, even seeming quite "arrogant".
After it came to Blore "arrogantly", it suddenly "spitted out" dozens of exquisite little puppets the size of a palm towards Blore!
Blore himself was extremely surprised. He really couldn't understand why he could so clearly feel the emotional changes of the black fog?
However, he had no time to think carefully, because in the blink of an eye, dozens of tiny and exquisite puppets were rushing towards him like a storm!
At that moment, time seemed to freeze.
But in fact, it was just a blink of an eye. The golden runes that had been tightly wrapped around Broll became faintly visible, and the chain seemed to be given life and instantly became lively.
Only a slight "whoosh" sound was heard, and the chain was like a flash of lightning across the night sky, extending out at a speed faster than lightning.
It was so fast that Blore had no time to react. He could only see it dancing flexibly in the air, tightly entangling every little puppet flying towards it with incredible precision.
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