The endless road of stars stretches before your eyes.
Billis felt that he had become a mass of mud at this moment, a mass of mud that could be kneaded at will.
Treacherous and unpredictable space forces struck from all directions, and thousands of gravitational beams acted on Billis's thin and fragile insect body, tearing him to pieces immediately. Billis's body, which was still relatively intact, disintegrated into thousands of tiny black beetles, and barely gathered into a black puff, which was not torn away by the gravitational beam.
If it wasn't for the protection of the teleportation witch formation, Billis would have been torn apart by the space distortion acting on his body, and then pulled into different broken voids.
The reason for this is, of course, thanks to Alice who presided over the teleportation.
If Alice has level 4 strength, then she will naturally be able to use the power of space proficiently, so that the teleported person only needs to bear a small part of the power of space to be able to successfully teleport across the plane.
It's a pity that Alice only has level 1 strength, and in order to avoid serious space backlash, she deliberately reduced the protective ability of the teleportation array. In this way, Billis, who was sent out as a vanguard, could only drive the undead insect body crazily, using the continuous annihilation of the insect body to relieve the huge pressure he was under.
Like traveling through an ever-extending star road, the black puff of Billis incarnated is sometimes stretched into long strips, sometimes squeezed into patties, and twisted into twists on the other side... The long road of stars, Billis He almost became an unbeatable Xiaoqiang, enduring all kinds of terrible abuse.
But he didn't have any chance to resist at all, so he could only suffer passively and silently.
But fortunately, no matter how long the journey is, there will be a day when it reaches the end.
Finally, with the sudden explosion of a strange spell, a narrow crack suddenly opened on the star road. Through the space membrane formed by the barriers of the planes, Billis could vaguely see the grotesque continent on the other side of the rift.
However, before Billis hesitated, the star power wrapped around his body carried him through and rushed into the space rift.
...
Green grass, blue sky.
The sky in Karjek is always so clear.
The warm spring breeze blows the weeds, red, blue, purple, yellow... Flowers of various colors are mixed in the green grass, which is extraordinarily charming and beautiful from a distance.
However, in the middle of this beautiful and moving picture scroll, a space crack less than two meters in length suddenly opened. As the terrifying void hurricane blows out from the crack, the grassland in front of me seems to be shoveled by an invisible razor. Countless grasses, wildflowers, grass seeds, and plant roots are twisted into fine powder, and then instantly thrown to the sightless And the distance.
And among these powders, there were naturally some black wriggling strange creatures.
The space rift only lasted about 3 fingers, and it was restored to its original state under the powerful bridging force of the plane space. But even with these three kung fu, the void hurricane and space turbulence have already caused huge and difficult-to-repair damage to this land.
The grass was flattened, the ground began to crack, and the strange space distortion made the time and space here become a little weird and distorted. Any creature that inadvertently breaks into this place may be attacked by space distortion and be taken into a different dimension.
Without powerful protection, ordinary creatures simply cannot withstand abnormal changes in space. The moment they are involved in the space distortion is the time when their bodies disintegrate and their lives die.
In another area 5 miles away from the teleportation point, Billis struggled to condense his consciousness, sending hissing insects gathering and converging to the surrounding area.
Finally, a quarter of an hour passed, and Billis, who barely gathered his small body, struggled to get up from the bushes. And in the sparse jungle around him, puffs of black smoke were gathering from everywhere, reintegrating into his body.
An indescribable oppression and oppression oppressed Billis's heart, making it difficult for him to function normally, and the witch power in his body was even more suppressed and difficult to display. If he hadn't possessed the body of an undead insect, and didn't rely on the outside air to maintain his life, I'm afraid that even breathing heavily would be a luxury for him here.
Plane suppression!
Billis instantly understood what had happened to him.
He has already come to a different plane, so what he suffers at this moment must be the oppression of the plane consciousness all the time. And for this situation, he had expected it before he set off.
Opened the ugly mouthparts, spit out a simple space ring from it, and then put it on the thick left finger.
Bliss chanted the secret words of witchcraft, and it took five fingers to take out the orb of deceit and the metal ball from the ring. With the same operation, in the wizarding world, he only needs to move things out of the storage ring with a single thought. But here, it took him five fingertips of time.
And at the moment when the witchcraft was completed, Billis felt the obvious loss of witchcraft in his body.
Such a trivial operation consumes very little mana. In the world of wizards, he can make up for this part of the consumption by absorbing the energy of free space elements in a very short time.
But here...he only felt the loss of witch power, but did not feel the replenishment of witch power.
Billis' face changed slightly, and he closed his eyes to feel it carefully.
With his wizard-level spiritual power, he can still sense the existence of free elemental energy in space. Based on his mental strength, the concentration of elemental particles here is only 16% of that in the wizarding world. In the case of such thin elemental particles, the passive absorption of wizards alone is not enough to maintain the recovery of wizard power.
If you want to restore your witchcraft, I am afraid that only deep meditation can truly replenish it.
Damn low magic world...
Billis cursed angrily, and picked up the orb of deceit. The moment the orb touched his worm body, Billis could clearly feel that the suppression of the plane had been reduced by more than half, and even his breathing became smoother.
Billis thought for a while, and swallowed the deceitful orb again.
Anyway, this thing has to be in contact with the body to be effective. Swallowing it into the stomach is safe and can be fully contacted. Why not do it!
Billis grabbed the metal ball with his brown-yellow insect tentacles and looked at it. The five crystals inlaid on the side were all dim, and only the first one was flickering regularly, which looked similar to human beings. The breathing is generally the same.
This kind of thing can't be put into the space ring, otherwise the void energy it needs will never be absorbed.
Billis hesitated for a moment, then tore open the carapace on the chest and abdomen with his bug hands, and buried the metal ball inside. At this time, there was a strange sound of soil digging around the jungle. Immediately, fifteen stinging scorpions the size of a mastiff broke out from the soil and crawled in front of Billis.
"Owning you, I own the whole world!"
Billis patrolled this group of powerful insect army that belonged to him in satisfaction, and with a wave of his hand, he led them into the depths of the jungle.
...
After half a day.
The vicinity of the teleportation point had just calmed down, when a loud and strange noise suddenly broke the tranquility here.
Immediately, a strange black spot flew towards here at high speed close to the bottom of the cloud layer.
When the black dot got bigger and bigger, it became clearer and clearer, and it was a rough and simple, outrageous and strange aircraft that appeared here.
This is an ugly goblin helicopter that is mainly made of light and strong wood, and its core components are mechanical gears.
The fuselage of the goblin helicopter was shaped like a goblin head, with a layer of yellow paint on the outside, and a four-wing propeller made of metal blades on the fuselage. And the terrifying noise I heard just now was the sound of the huge propeller spinning crazily and stirring the air.
The belly space of this goblin helicopter is not large, and ordinary humans can only fit one.
But when the goblin helicopter landed on the devastated land, two little goblins wearing vests, leather pants, leather boots, and goggles jumped out of the belly.
Stepping on the bare, hard soil with no trace of green in sight, Papa Toke lit his pipe, walked around the teleportation point twice, and couldn't help cursing bitterly: "Damn, since yesterday, My eyelids kept twitching, I knew nothing good would happen today... Damn, damn, damn... Mossadin, hurry back to the village and let everyone know that there might be some alien monsters coming nearby, so everyone be careful a little… "
The person who spoke was an old goblin who was a little older. Judging from his appearance, he was probably 40 years old. And this age, compared to human beings, is equivalent to an 80-year-old old man.
But Mossadin, who came here with it, was just a seven or eight-year-old goblin, with a youthful face and no fear in his body.
"Papa Tok, where did you find out that there are monsters?"
Mossadin also followed Papa Toke around several times, but he didn't find any abnormal traces. The grassland within a radius of half a mile near the teleportation point has been flattened, and the fine debris has been scattered several miles away. Even if there were any traces, they were probably all wiped out by the violent void storm.
So it is very curious about the basis of Papa Tok's judgment.
However, the next moment, it was hit hard on the forehead by the big pipe.
"What evidence is needed for this? Can't you see that the barrier of the plane was broken from the outside? This is not a weak area of space, and it is impossible to have a natural space hole, so someone must have broken in..." The more he talked, the more angry he was, Father Tok was waving a big pipe and wanted to do something, but the little goblin Mossadin had already known to dodge it.
"Maybe that monster has already been destroyed by the Nether Hurricane!" Mossadin retorted angrily while climbing up the goblin helicopter with difficulty: "Didn't you say that very few creatures can survive the Nether Hurricane?"
Father Tok hesitated for a moment, set up an awning and glanced at the gloomy jungle in the distance, and then murmured: "It would be great if the other party really died in the void hurricane. What I'm worried about is... in case the other party If you don't die, then it will be our disaster. There is no one who can sneak into our world from the void... "
Finally, the two got back into the goblin helicopter, rose into the air amidst a burst of loud and harsh noises, and flew away in the direction they came from.