Although it was a bit regretful, Jiang Cheng had not forgotten his mission after all, and it was not something to be thankful for when he regained his clarity of mind. He was clearly aware of his current situation and called Xu Dingjia behind him: "How is Li Feng? He has entered the center of the blood mist. What should I do if I meet Donglai?"
no respond.
Jiang Cheng turned around uneasily, and the blood mist behind him faded away, but there were no figures of Xu Dingjia and Li Feng behind the blood. Not only that, but the entire room also disappeared, and Jiang Cheng found himself in a chaotic space. The blood mist gradually condensed into a core, leading to a faint line leading to a distant direction.
Jiang Cheng looked in the direction of the blood thread, and the chaos turned into void. In the void, there seemed to be another black hole-like existence, sucking the blood thread. Just when Jiang Cheng was shocked by what he saw before him, the black hole in the void suddenly had countless tentacles deep in it, greedily clinging to the blood threads and quickly sucking out the blood mist completely.
Then, in front, or maybe I feel in front. Bloody vortexes appeared one after another, and then turned into mist and gathered into a ball. It stretched out a touching leg and swaggered towards the black hole. Jiang Cheng guessed that if there was a ritual in the timeline ahead, each blood ball represented a step in the abyss ritual. Then he quickly counted clearly whether the number of blood balls was exactly six. Adding the ones that had been absorbed just now, it was seven, which was in line with the blood sacrifice steps of the summoning ceremony.
Jiang Cheng looked at everything anxiously, and found that the tentacle legs in the black hole did not pay attention to the blood lines, but swayed aimlessly. Then, Jiang Cheng gradually discovered that those tentacle legs appeared in front of him, and slowly reached towards him. Jiang Chengdong consciously wanted to escape, but found that his body was floating in the void, with no way to move. Seeing the black legs helplessly, Jiang Cheng forced himself to calm down in fear, and took advantage of that little time to analyze the situation.
"This is a space created by information interaction. It seems that he has come to the most important part of the information, so the previous scenes have disappeared. Did he enter the core of the blood mist before? Maybe the blood mist will He brought it there. So, the blood mist does indeed represent the steps of the abyss ritual. If not, what does touching the legs mean? Why are those blood lines absorbed? Is it the core of the abyss ritual?"
As the touching legs got closer and closer, Jiang Cheng felt so sick that he wanted to vomit, and his whole body was shaking. His heart was full of fear and his will was showing signs of wavering.
"That's right! That's the feeling of the gap in the abyss!" Jiang Cheng had faced the gap in the abyss before, and the distant and empty feeling revealed in it was still fresh in his memory. He could confirm just by feeling that the black hole and the tentacles represented the It does not deny the summoning ceremony of the abyss gap!
Now that that point was ruled out, Jiang Cheng quickly came to another conclusion.
"Then... the ritual of the ancient gods! The two are affecting each other. Because of the appearance of his real-life descendant, the black tentacle legs noticed him!"
As the touching leg got closer, the fear in Jiang Cheng's heart became more and more intense. There was no reason for that fear, but he just couldn't restrain himself. It seemed that the touching leg itself had some kind of terrifying power that could drive people crazy. At this moment, Jiang Cheng was extremely nervous and could collapse at any time. He gasped for breath, tried his best to calm down, and kept hinting to himself: "Calm down! You must calm down! That is exactly what Xu Ding Jia said! He must complete that task! Mislead it! Cut off its connection with the abyss! "
Jiang Cheng's heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and even the ribs on his chest felt the pain of being hit by his heart. The thoughts in his mind became increasingly chaotic, as if filled with the terrifying howls of countless terrifying monsters. Jiangcheng is on the verge of collapse, relying on only the last trace of sanity to survive. He took a deep breath and spoke out loud about his mission word for word, not only to remind himself, but also to try to cover up the horrifying wailing that filled his mind.
"Mission, misdirection, isolation!"
Like a Christian praying before death, Jiang Cheng kept repeating those words, and tremblingly accepted the embrace of the black legs.
The moment the touching leg came into contact with the body, Jiang Cheng felt nausea and fear as if a poisonous snake had crossed his body. No, similar fear, but Genji was beyond that level. In an instant, Jiang Cheng's mind went blank, and the extreme fear seemed to make his soul struggle to escape from his body. The first trace of reason, like a hair taut in the turmoil, is becoming more and more fragile. Jiang Cheng began to have thoughts of giving up, and his eyes looked blankly into the distance.
In his sight, the blood cells were getting smaller as the blood fibers were drawn away. The blood threads swayed like water plants, but there was no response from the touching legs, and the blood threads themselves seemed unable to extend further into the black hole. It was as if all the attraction of the black hole was on Jiang Cheng, but those bloodshot eyes had lost interest. Gradually, the first blood cell disappeared. The space suddenly trembled, as if some parts were collapsing.
When Jiang Cheng saw that scene, of course he knew what it meant.
"He succeeded! Just beg him to continue attracting the attention of the black tentacle legs until all the blood cells disappear. Then, the mirror space will completely collapse!"
Jiang Cheng regained some confidence and pulled himself back from the brink of collapse. He mustered up all his courage and faced the threat head-on.
He thought well, and he just insisted on going east to end the mirror world.
But no, Jiang Cheng underestimated the horror of touching his legs.
The first touching leg seemed to be a test, touching Jiang Cheng's body, and then slowly entangled. With the touch of skin, although Jiang Cheng regained his confidence, he was unable to resist the surge of negative emotions that was like a landslide and tsunami. Unpredictable fear shocked Jiangcheng, and all thoughts and thoughts were instantly overwhelmed by fear. That fear has no reason, no reason, can it be so direct and pure? Does it come from the purest fear in human nature
Jiang Cheng's initial feeling was one of indescribable shock and panic, as if he was suddenly pronounced dead. All thoughts and consciousness disappeared instantly.
And that last trace of reason collapsed without any suspense!
"Ah!" Jiang Cheng screamed in hysterical panic, his voice getting higher and sharper, and then hoarse.
The screams resounded throughout the space, and also aroused the interest of the black hole, and more tentacles were found in the black hole. All the tentacles were exposed and extended in all directions, like a huge black chrysanthemum. And in the center of the chrysanthemum, a tentacled leg was wrapped around a tiny human being. Jiang Cheng's eyes were red, red foam was coming from the corners of his mouth, and his limbs were waving wildly, like a dying insect. Compared with the huge chrysanthemum made of tentacle legs, Jiangcheng is even less small than an insect.