In the empty space, Chris seemed to be unable to feel his own body, as if he were a floating spirit without roots, pulled here by some mysterious induction.
"He must be able to do it. The boss has transmitted knowledge to him, and the rhyme he senses now is very similar to the fifth-level power described in the knowledge."
Chris once again strengthened his determination to move forward. I don't know if it has something to do with his heart, but a light suddenly appeared at the end of the confusing void space. Chris moved forward decisively, and his consciousness felt the sudden movement of stars in the space.
When he sensed his surroundings again, Chris found that his body felt more solid. He opened his eyes and saw a dark space. In the center of the dark space was a dark altar, and he was standing on one side of the altar.
The scene deep in my memory is like being on the verge of drowning and frantically trying to reach out to someone swimming in the water, rising rapidly and then breaking through the water.
Chris remembered that he had been there before. Just when he came there, it felt like a dream, and everything he saw had a strong sense of distortion. Not only did he not have the concept of "stirring him", he could not but watch "stirring himself" from a third-person perspective as he walked to the front of the dark altar and presented a ball of ice-blue light symbolizing the life of the frost-red dragon to the altar.
"Exchange ceremony, maybe he didn't bring anything that time..."
Chris was thinking about the solution. He had sacrificed the life of the Frost-Red Dragon on the altar, and exchanged his "super-size" and "Frost-Red Kingdom" for Ruming's "Frost King's Blood". Then a comet-measurable light from the center of the altar penetrated his body and took him away from that space.
"Wait a minute, Chris, am I looking for the vessel of God? The knowledge transmitted by the master shows that ordinary black source spirit boats have a high probability of not having the strange power of the 'exchange ritual'. Doesn't that mean that the exchange ritual itself , perhaps denying the power of God’s instrument!”
And that time he entered that strange space, he had self-awareness and could control his body. Then it will be a different place.
That time, he had the initiative!
Chris walked in the center of the altar in three steps and two steps at a time. At that moment, the feeling in the dark was so strong that it made his heart restless.
Chris leaves his actions to the heart. He raised his iron fist high and hit the altar with all his strength. There was a loud bang, and four or five cracks actually appeared on the surface of the altar. The cracks seemed to hurt the space, and Chris felt an extremely sudden shaking sensation in the space.
Four or five cracks spread in Dong every second, almost tearing the entire altar apart; at the same time, a strong pulling sensation came from behind, and Chris's feet couldn't touch the ground, and he felt that his whole body was begging to be pulled away from that place. piece of space.
Chris stretched out his hand to grab the crack in the altar and put his eyes into the crack with all his strength.
The stimulated heart was already extremely manic, and Chris could not allow himself to passively leave there due to the collapse of space! Finally, he forcefully opened the crack in the altar, and he saw the reflection of a sharp blade.
There was a loud click, and the gap that had required a lot of force to open suddenly expanded greatly, and the entire altar and the dark space collapsed amid violent shaking. And Chris' strong will pushed Dong's mobility to make him make the most powerful action in the shortest time.
Bulong three-seven-twenty-one, stretch out your legs to catch it!
The first moment when Chris's consciousness was pulled away from the fragmented dark space, he felt the pain of his leg fingers being pierced by a sharp blade.
After an unknown amount of time, Chris' mind was connected to the body of the outside world. He struggled to open his eyes and see his surroundings clearly, and then realized that he was there again, sealed in the black mud of the Black Throne.
Just that time, it seemed like he was holding something between his leg fingers. The thing had a slender metal texture and a sharp edge at the same time, and the stinging sensation of the drop of blood was really real.
Chris squeezed away the black mud and forced himself back into the light-filled outside world. The moment he saw Tianyue again, Chris realized belatedly that his strength had been exhausted. His legs and feet were out of control. His fingers let go of the thing that he was holding on to even if it hurt. His torso fell forward, and the earth suddenly enlarged in front of his eyes.
But willpower numbed Chris's nerves, causing him to waste his exhausted body.
"Bang", Chris stumbled and fell to the ground, but fortunately he was awake, and his ears immediately heard the crisp sound of metal falling to the ground.
Wu Qi and Chris's eyes shifted together, and they focused on the metal tool lying on the ground at the moment.
It was a metallic arrow. The arrow was rounded, and the tip of the arrow was like two semi-circular blades, stained with Chris's blood. There was a bulging scale on the front of the arrow. Are the scale and the arrow perfect? One, as if it was not that way when it was built. The east side of the balance arrow is a slender arrow shaft. The arrow shaft is engraved with densely packed mysterious characters from the east to the east. The material itself is like a certain kind of wood, which is tough and simple, but the color is exactly the same as the bow body of the longbow. .
"Arrows, bows and arrows!"
Wu Qi exclaimed. He opened the hem of his clothes, and the simple long bow was stuck on the outside of the hem.
Wu Qi was prepared for whether Chris could successfully find the vessel of God. Although he was nervous just now, he was not unsure. It was because he had brought out the longbow. Even if there was any force majeure error, the instrument of God would not cause any serious problems.
But it turned out that it was much beyond Wu Qi's expectation! The divine vessel buried in the Black Source King's boat turned out to be an "arrow" - the bow and arrow were not supposed to be a set!
That is to say, the Black Source Throne stole the "arrow" from the Emperor's leg, but the "bow" is still in the Emperor's leg. The instrument of God that was originally a set was accidentally split into two parts. And now he has taken away the "bow" given to the Infinite Throne by the Emperor, and found the "arrow" from the Black Origin King Zhou, integrating the divine vessels that the Emperor has not integrated into a set for so many years!
Wu Qidong consciously bent down to take the "arrow". The moment he held the "arrow" with his left leg, he also felt the trembling and buzzing of the "bow" outside the hem of his clothes. The "bow" and "arrow" seemed to be cheering in unison, cheering for the missing people. Finally meet each other.
Did Wu Qi fully understand the information that he could not understand before? Only the combination of bow and arrow can be regarded as a true instrument of God. If they are separated, the power will be greatly reduced. Even if a single individual has the properties of a vessel of God, the power it can exert cannot be at the fourth level at most. The fifth level is not yet full.
That's why there is the so-called "string" barrier and the "arrow" exchange ceremony, which are ineffective after the bow and arrow are separated.
"Since ancient times, bows and arrows have been used to kill the enemy. What would happen if he used that bow to shoot that arrow..." Wu Qi couldn't help but said to himself.
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ps: I finally got to that point. Readers, did you ever think of "bow" when you first saw it
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