He hadn't come up with an excuse yet, and Sanders had opened a path through the fragmented mayfly.
Angel could only follow up with the idea of adaptability.
This was perhaps the closest journey to death for Angel.
Not long after entering the dark cross-border passage, Angel found that Sanders' complexion suddenly changed beside him.
Sanders didn't speak, just stretched out a strong arm and pulled Angel back sharply.
In the completely weightless cross-border passage, Angel only felt that the world was spinning. Before he could regain his senses, in the next second, he saw that the space in front of him suddenly... collapsed.
This kind of space collapse is like a normal passage, but suddenly there is a wonderful reaction, and it becomes a reflective water mirror. It wasn't over until it became a water mirror, and the mirror burst into countless small fragments.
These fragments shot away from the origin quickly, like sputtering around.
And these sputtered fragments, in Angel's line of sight, turned into space vortexes one by one, generating endless powerful attraction.
There is no road ahead.
The only way now is to step back. But in this pitch-black world, there are space vortexes everywhere, and various gravitational and repulsive forces interact with each other.
However, they have no choice. Sanders' eyes were dark, his expression was colorless, his lips moved slightly: "We can't go any further, let's go back!"
Sanders walked very slowly. In his eyes, every step was an infinite number of calculations. He wants to synthesize all the conditions and data, and open up a way to survive in this space where the energy is disordered and the daggers are mixed with great power.
The space vortex is not static, it is also pulling each other due to attraction, and then merging. Those innumerable vortexes will eventually merge into one point, and everything will be annihilated into eternal end at that time.
Angel felt like he was walking on a dark road to hell, and every step seemed to be a reincarnation. Around this long, narrow road, countless evil spirits stretched out their withered hands, trying to grab his legs and drag him into the depths of hell.
At the same time, above their heads, there seemed to be a golden wheel of time that looked like an exquisite pocket watch.
It was ticking.
Every tick of it, the road to hell is breaking down, and it is an irreversible breakdown.
Its sound is a real reminder.
Angel followed Sanders, taking every step of the way. Moreover, even if it delays for a second, it will turn the way of life into a dead end, and from then on, be completely lost in this void.
Angel followed Sanders, feeling extremely close to death. Sanders is even more difficult. He still needs to calculate the steps. In just a few steps, his forehead is covered with sweat.
"Can you hold on?" Sanders's voice did not fluctuate, but it was mechanically cold.
Angel nodded.
"Okay, I need your help on the next road."
Sanders is in an extremely dangerous situation. Every thought will lead to a lot of variables, so he must eliminate all external interference.
To return, he will inevitably face the suction of the space vortex. Sanders used to do two things before. While protecting them from being thrown away by external forces, he still has to calculate carefully, which consumes a lot of him.
"If you want to live, you have to start using the Gravity Vein now to maintain my calculations without being disturbed by external forces."
It can be said that whether they can survive or not depends on whether the path calculated by Sanders is correct.
Angel has no reason to refuse, and he has no qualifications to refuse, because once Sanders miscalculates due to external interference, they will surely die.
Angel muttered the secret soul muttering in his heart. When the soul came out of the body, Angel immediately set up a gravitational barrier around him and Sanders through the gravitational vein.
Just like when Toby was in the Shadow Cave, the layer of gray fog placed outside it could block all attacks from the outside world.
Angel naturally will, but when Toby was attacked by Myriad Snakes, Angel is now involved in the vortex of space, and the two forces are completely different.
The moment the gravity barrier appeared, Angel felt shaky.
He immediately increased the output of gravity veins to the outside, barely maintaining stability.
With Angel's help, Saunders finally entered the calculation wholeheartedly. The speed of their progress was barely increased, but the consumption was also increasing exponentially.
It is too difficult to maintain the gravity barrier, especially in the process of suction and repulsion, Angel feels like a pampas grass swaying in the wind. If it is not covered by a "greenhouse", it is estimated that it has already been uprooted. But the "greenhouse" won't last long. Angel can clearly feel that the gravitational veins in his body are greatly reduced. He doesn't know if he can persist until he returns.
The urging "tick" sound was still ringing. In order to maintain the gravity barrier, Angel's complexion became whiter and whiter, and even his eyes, ears, mouth and nose were bleeding.
But even so, Angel did not dare to relax even a little bit.
But in the end, he is just an apprentice. Even if he has the vein of gravity, it is almost impossible to find a fulcrum of balance in this mighty force.
Angel felt that he could hold on for at most twenty seconds, but there was still a long way to go from here to the entrance.
At this moment, Angel felt very clearly that he had come into contact with death.
Twenty, nineteen, eighteen, seventeen... six, five, four... three, two...
The countdown of time is also announcing death to himself.
When the countdown reached the last second, Angel's face was covered with blood, and his expression was full of despair.
at this critical moment
"The calculation is over, follow me!" At the last second, Sanders suddenly spoke!
This sentence is like the faint sound of heaven heard in the sea of misery. Before Angel could realize what it meant, he felt his arm being grabbed, and at the same time, the speed suddenly accelerated.
Sanders changed his previous speed and ran towards the door.
At the same time, the bell hanging above their heads also began to "annihilate countdown". When the countdown is over, the space vortex merges into one, and everything turns into nothingness.
This time, they are really racing against time.
Perhaps it was because of his fate. At the last moment when the cross-border passage was about to be annihilated, Sanders successfully ran out of the passage with Angel, who was soaked in blood and sweat.
When Angel was lying in the underground cave in the valley of Fengyu, panting, a strong light suddenly erupted inside the cross-border passage opened by the fragmented mayfly.
It's like someone who can't catch up and is desperate, expressing dissatisfaction with a strong light.
But in the end, Angel and Sanders successfully escaped the life-threatening passage. The strong light represents annihilation, and annihilation only exists in the unstable cross-border passage... The law of the abyss does not allow annihilation to enter at all. .
Therefore, they can only see the strong light of annihilation, but do not need to feel the power of annihilation.
After the strong light passes, the cross-border channel is completely closed.
The dust settled, all worries and fears disappeared, and the surroundings became calm, as if nothing had happened. Only, the smell of blood and sour sweat in the air showed that the previous escape trip was not a fantasy.
When Angel was lying on the ground in spite of his image and lingering like a salted fish, Sanders had already sorted out his appearance. There was no embarrassment before. It was exactly like the most gentleman and the most elegant tradition at the dinner party. noble.
If it weren't for the fatigue between Sanders' brows, it would not have been obvious that they had just experienced a battle against time.
"Good job." Sanders' low voice was quite sexy.
Angel lay on the ground and laughed.
He knew that he must be laughing silly now, but he couldn't think of what kind of expression to use to express the joy of the rest of his life. Only by smiling could he show how happy and lucky he was.
After the horror comes joy, and after pure joy, the rest is emptiness and happiness, and doubts.
After a long time, Angel was still lying on the ground like a salted fish, and Sanders did not urge, and neither of them spoke any more. Sanders is thinking, Angel is restoring the emptiness in his body.
When Angel felt that he had a little strength, he slowly sat up.
"Teacher, what happened before? Why did it suddenly become like this, the channel is very normal, but it is broken like a mirror?" Angel asked the doubts in his heart.
Sanders did not answer immediately, but said, "Clean up your body first and then talk to me."
Angel looked down and saw that the strong smell of blood and the sour smell of sweat fermented outside.
He smiled embarrassingly, quickly gathered the elements of water and wind, and used the cleansing technique to clean up his own filth.
"And your hair," Sanders said.
Angel touched his scalp, it was greasy and knotted, not to mention, it was messy like a chicken coop.
It took a few more minutes to clean up, and Angel then put on the wet hair that was obedient to his forehead, and asked doubtfully: "Teacher, is the previous situation because the space here is unstable?"
"It has nothing to do with the spatial stability of Wind Whisper's trough. It should be an accident in the cross-border channel." Sanders couldn't explain the specific situation, because it was the first time he encountered such an accident.
Although the number of times he has crossed borders is not small, it is the first time he has crossed borders through Fragmented Mayfly.
"To know if it was an accident, just try again later."
"Do you still want to try?" Angel's face was a little frightened, not only because of the previous continuation effect, but also because he didn't want to return to the wizarding world at this time.
Sanders gave an affirmative answer. He had asked Greya about some usages of the fragmented mayfly, and there was no such situation. He preferred that it was a single event.
Maybe it's just bad luck.
Thinking of this, Sanders couldn't help but secretly said in his heart: "Speaking of which, since I left the Watch Fortress, my luck has not been very good... I don't know what happened."
Sanders didn't over-associate it, just a coincidence.
"Take a rest today, pay attention to recovery, and wait until tomorrow."
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