Chris was walking in the center of the dark throne, his eyes closed, and he devoted himself to releasing the power of "attraction".
No creature within a radius of 2 kilometers can escape the power of "attraction". The closer it is to the Black Throne, the stronger the attraction will be for the creature. Although Chris set the range at 2 kilometers, he believed from the bottom of his heart that Wu Qi and others could not escape very far. 500 meters to 1 kilometer was probably not the distance between Wu Qi and others from him.
A powerful wind vortex spirally released from Chris's chest, and all the surrounding air flow was directed to Chris's chest at high speed. Chris slowly opened his eyes. He did not see any living beings being attracted to the dark throne. There was not even a black spot except for the vast red snow.
In this case, Wu Qi and others must not be hiding in the east of the snow. They are hiding behind the rocky mountains covered with ice and snow. They are hiding in the east of the ground, where there are those two kinds of cocoa. Chris thought.
"Don't try to hide it anymore." Chris planned to go all out. With a slight movement of his mind, his spine connected with the backrest of the dark throne.
In an instant, a large amount of gray tobacco was poured into Chris's body through the spinal connection. The gray tobacco was entangled with each other, as if smoke dragons were swimming outside Chris' body.
Chris gritted his teeth, and the veins on his temples popped out. The muscles of his body where the gray smoke was transmitted suddenly increased in size, and ferocious veins like a horned dragon rolled out from his skin. The veins seemed to be alive, trying to tear his body apart. The skin breaks free.
After Naphokres presented the entire body of the frost-red dragon to the Black Throne, the amount of life transformed from the body was considerable. The total amount of life of the frost-red dragon was much greater than that of Chris. At this moment, liquid poured into Chris's body, instantly stretching his body.
Chris's fists placed on the armrests of the throne were already claw-like and tightly grasping the armrests. He told himself in his heart that he would never be overwhelmed by the amount of life, and the atavism would definitely swallow up the massive amount of life and turn it into more scales. As long as he can survive the current painful stage, he can use his power to "attract" on the first floor and pull out Wu Qi and others who are hiding behind the snow-covered rocky mountains or deep underground!
The life force was so full that it was like a bomb in his chest. The feeling was extremely unbearable. Chris felt that time seemed to have passed as long as a century, and it seemed like it was only a few seconds.
Suddenly there was a thunderous roar in the air! Chris's chest suddenly burst like a bursting balloon. The "attracting" wind vortex weakened and disappeared instantly. Chris's eyes widened and he looked toward the large hole in his chest that was leaking air, and his vision began to slowly rise.
The horizon is rising, otherwise his body is falling in the east!
Chris struggled hard and tried to lift his limbs, but all his limbs were submerged in the sea of black mud. Chris never expected that such a situation would happen. His giant body would be burst alive by the frost-red dragon's life force, and then be eaten by the Black Throne!
"Zhen, hold your legs!" Can he be my master, no..." Before Chris could finish his words, his vision went completely dark. The black peat from the back of his head hit his ears, eyes, and mouth, asking him to finally speak out. I forced myself to hold back one word.
The giant's body fell irreversibly into the depths of the sea of black mud. After 10 seconds, the surging sea of black mud on the surface returned to a solid state. The center of the high and huge throne was empty, replaced by pieces of gray smoke that suddenly appeared on the dark seats and backrests.
Chris's consciousness fell into the abyss of nothingness. He was unable to think, unable to perceive anything, and even the concepts of time and space did not exist. Suddenly, he realized that he was in front of a dark altar with an extremely vague shape.
It seemed like a dream. Everything Chris "saw" there had a strong sense of distortion, and there was no concept of "stirring him." He watched "stirring himself" walk to the dark altar from a third-person perspective. In front of him, he held a ball of ice-blue light in his arms.
The icy blue light cluster shone brightly like a nebula, exuding a mysterious beauty all the time; Chris "saw" that "Stir Ji" raised the icy blue light cluster to the top of his head, knelt down on one knee, icy blue The colored light group automatically floated to the side of the dark altar.
The icy blue light group instantly decomposed and disappeared, turning into countless measurable stardust and falling into the altar; a measurable blue ray like the light of a comet shot out from the center of the altar and penetrated the chest of "Stir Ji" in an instant.
Chris' vision consciousness suddenly retreated rapidly, as if the measurable ray had really hit him. There was an unpredictable driving force that pushed Chris to an unknown place in one breath, causing him to fall into the abyss of nothingness again.
After an unknown amount of time, Chris' mind was connected to the body of the outside world. He tried hard to open his eyes and see his surroundings clearly, but his whole body was wrapped in some kind of sticky mud-like substance, and there was no light at all.
The feeling of restraint and freedom made Chris have an extremely strong desire to leave there and see the sky and the moon again. He stepped out with his thighs with all his strength, squeezing the mud away step by step and moving forward.
A ray of light that broke through the darkness suddenly shone into Chris's eyes. Chris hurriedly squinted his eyes and raised his legs to block his eyes.
If there was air and light, he finally came out!
Chris slightly adapted to the light from the outside world, freed his arms from the black mud, and then lifted his legs out with force. The sticky black mud was connected to the back and the back of the thighs like silk threads. Chris used 100% of his strength to tear off all the black mud threads and stood freely on the outside earth.
Not all of Chris's memories came to his mind. He was in a state of confusion and cognitive abilities like a baby's. At this moment, the liquid wind roared sharply, approaching Chris with lightning speed. The strong sense of crisis made Chris wake up suddenly, and he quickly crossed his arms in front of his chest to block it.
The sound of sharp blades piercing flesh filled the air, and the severe pain caused Chris to wake up completely.
He saw a three-foot-long knife filled with silver surging through his arms. The blade sank 3 centimeters into his left chest, cutting off two ribs vertically outside the chest cavity. The tip of the knife stayed close to his heart. place.
A wisp of bright red hung from the corner of Chris's mouth. Chris raised his head stiffly, and what came into view was a pair of familiar obsidian eyes.
Every detail of those beautiful and deep eyes has long been imprinted in the depths of Chris's memory. Just by looking at the eyes, Chris can instantly recognize the owner of the eyes. Could it be that what is revealed in the depths of those eyes now is the sense of distance thousands of miles away and the ruthless coldness.
Chris opened his mouth, and the long knife that pierced his chest suddenly moved eastward. Chris followed the long knife moving eastward and bent his knees, kneeling on the ground with a plop.