"So maybe we can try to capture the cracks, or tunnels, caused by the disorder of time and space, and then go back through them like Yi Ran and Ke Xun..." Zhu Haowen's tone is not as firm as usual, with obvious uncertainty and hesitation, even pessimistic.
Capture time and space tunnel? How to capture it?
Back to the past? What time in the past will it cross? yesterday? The beginning of the painting event? Or the ancient world of mountains and seas?
This is not a bus. You can get off at any station you want.
Obviously, everyone was also aware of the difficulty of realizing this idea, and for a moment fell into a desperate silence.
Until Zhu Haowen drooped his eyelids and gave up completely: "we have no way."
There's no way. It can't be done by hand. What's more, it's too late. The top of the dome formed by the tornado column suddenly makes a piercing, deafening, tearing sound. People look up in a hurry, but they see a huge, indescribable black object coming out of the wind film like a creeping granulation, And twist it in a way that makes the scalp numb, trying to get out of the air membrane completely!
"Demons come out --" Li Xiaochun screams in horror and despair. Wu you and Gu Qingqing scream with fear.
"Wei Dong could not help but cry over his head.
"Yi Ran..." Kexun looked at Mu Yiran sadly and shook his head slightly.
Mu Yi Ran frowned tightly and looked up at the whirlwind on the top. He was still thinking. He was not willing to accept it. He was still struggling to death.
"That's it." Zhu Haowen's tense body suddenly relaxed. With the relief of his dead heart, he looked at Kexun and laughed, "see you in another dimension."
Kexun couldn't speak and looked at him sadly.
For another dimension, see.
A farewell word that only painters can understand.
Wei Dong turned his head laxly, looked at everyone and gave a wry smile: "how ridiculous I used to think that we were such high-end artifact as Jiuding. Originally, we were just humble sacrifices. We thought that even if we died, we had to die in order to save the world. Unexpectedly, it was not us who saved the world, but the map of mountains and seas. We were just the puppets who were stabbed in witchcraft, and the one who really killed each other was the one who cast magic and acted as a puppet People who put needles on it In fact, we are the victims of God's choice, the doomed cannon fodder, the humble props It's just props... "
Wei Dong wiped his face and raised his voice. He raised his head and looked at the monstrous monster coming out of the wind body and twisting downward. He felt in his pocket with his hands shaking: "I have always been very timid and cowardly From childhood, most of them hide behind Cole, and they are always covered and protected by him. But in my life, I want to be brave once... "
So he took out his own art knife. "This time, let me take the lead for you, Ke'er," said Wei Dong with a smile. "See you in another dimension."
Then he raised his hand, with the sharp blade of the art knife, trembling, but forcefully, cut to the artery of his neck.
"Dongzi -" Kexun rushed forward, but he could only take Weidong's blood gushing body in his arms. Kexun held him tightly, but he could not make any sound for a while. Only the sad cry was slightly torn in his chest.
They all froze in shock and pain, watching Wei Dong's blood flow all over the altar under him. The hot and hot blood seemed to have its own consciousness, constantly gushing out, and then scattered, forming a blood red ghost symbol, surging and scattering, covering the altar rapidly.
"Xiao Wei Xiao Wei's bones are fading... " Yue Cen's strong and calm, let her more calm than everyone aware of the changes in Weidong's body.
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