Smoke Tiratmes was a little busy.

This time, the smoke naturally generated by the body when the scorching sun invaded Li Xinyan's body was much lighter. Lightning occasionally passed by in the fog. Although not much, it was extremely destructive. It could almost pass from one end to the other end of the smoke, pointing to the orange "sun" in the sky far away.

There seems to be no good way for the smoke Tirathimis. He can only add a stick where lightning is about to appear, so that a large area of ​​rolling clouds will emerge in the space where lightning is approaching. Lightning will not be able to completely penetrate the smoke and attack the "sun" hanging in the air.

Tirathomes of the wireframe world appeared in his world without warning. A lightning bolt would not be chopped early or late, and at this moment it meandered from the underworld. The smoke Tirathomes had no time to remind him, and the lightning bolt slashed straight on Tirathomes' body.

"How are you... here?" After the lightning flashed, the smoke Tiratmes had just enough time to say such a greeting. Then he said, "... Poor guy, he's about to disappear. He didn't even have time to call a greeting."

But the lightning disappeared, and the wireframe Tiratmes did not disappear, but instead looked better. Even the lines that made him were thicker and almost doubled. The wireframe Tiratmes stretched under the slightly spitting eyes of the smoke Tiratmes, and then stared at the smoke Tiratmes and said a little deeper: "You look...it seems to be missing something."

"Huh? What?" Smoky Tiratmes looked him up and down, not understanding what he was saying.

Wireframe Tiratmes raised his finger and pointed his head with the fingers made of wireframes, "intellectual." He said.

It seems that when Tiratemis buried these handles in Li Xinyan's body, he did not bury too much of his will. They only have the part of their consciousness that they need, so there is not much common language between these Tiratemis's consciousness.

Smoke Tiratmes was stunned for a moment, not angry, but asked, "What do you want to do?"

Wireframe Tiratmeschi said: "Since you can't stop it, you should check out what is discharged at the other end of the smoke?"

"You should also go see it?" said Smoky Tiratmes. "My main task is to intercept these external attacks that are harmful to nerves. Exploration is not something I am good at."

"... Well, that's right." Wireframe Tyrathimus nodded, turned around and left. Since Smoke Tyrathimus said that, it would be easy for him to see. He moved as soon as he said it, and Wireframe Tyrathimus turned into streams of light and flashed away. Where he had been standing, a stick of smoke gently swept across.

From behind the blockbuster smoke screen to before the smoke screen, the wireframe Tiratmes arrived almost instantly, and an incredible scene was taking place in the starry sky in front of him.

In the vast star field in front of us, hundreds of golden cubes with no way to judge their size appeared. These cubes are suspended independently in the air and separated from each other. Inside the cube, a purple vortex of wind and clouds is rotating violently. No matter from that angle, the part inside each cube is not an independent vortex, but part of the same vortex.

In other words, a vortex of wind and clouds is divided into multiple pieces by the force of the position at the same time, and rotates in the space where the cube is located.

Or, in a discontinuous space composed of these many cubes, a storm is blew.

From different perspectives, there are different results, but the results are the same, that things that do not belong to the same dimension overlap here.

Wireframe Tiratmes has no knowledge of planes and the three-dimensional world, and he can only be amazed and unable to do a way to deal with it.

In fact, this is not completely true. If Li Xinyan's body could input information from the three-dimensional world, he could also handle it. However, the current situation is quite special. The space of interlacing and mixing is within Li Xinyan's consciousness. Tiratmes even lost the standard of basic data such as distance, so he could not do anything.

At this moment, another lightning bolt was fired, shooting towards the clouds. However, the lightning wire frame Tiratmes could see clearly that the lightning was not deliberately aimed at the orange "sun" at the other end of the clouds, but was fired at will, because at the same time, a lightning bolt shot out in the other direction.

Looking in the direction of the lightning, in a cube, the direction of the opening where the storm vortex cannot be kept rolling and tracking, a small figure is struggling desperately. The small figure seems to have no good way to escape from the cube, but he does not want to be swallowed by the vortex behind him. He has no choice but to use all his strength to smash the invisible boundary of the cube, hoping to destroy it and escape from the sky.

"What's this?"

This is Li Xinyan's world of consciousness. Except for other consciousnesses that invade Li Xinyan's body, there seems to be no entity that can enter here. Is there anything else to enter Li Xinyan's consciousness after the scorching sun and then want to control his body?

The wireframe Tiratmes got closer, but he didn't dare to get too close. The cubes were moving to each other. The space inside was continuous, but not continuous on the outside. If they were wrapped, they would probably be cut into a bunch of line segments.

The figure in the cube looked close. It was a teenager who looked six or seven years old. He had never seen such a scene before and was very panicked. The purple tornado came again behind him. He just saw the wireframe Tiratmes, so he jumped into a cube and appeared not far from Tiratmes, and said anxiously: "Help! Let me go out! I have no malice!"

Tirathimis spread his hands, his eyebrows were tilted, and he said, "Sorry, this is the first time I have come in this space, I don't know how to save you."

Kuiyin smashed the edge of the cube hard and shouted, "I have no malice! I just want to see what is thinking in his mind."

"... Maybe, you should tell me how you got here? If you can say clearly, you might be able to go out. But I think it's a good choice for you to not discharge randomly from now on." Tiratmes said slowly.

"Okay! I'll listen to you!" However, he turned around and looked at the tornado vortex behind him. The thing was still tracking his position. He turned around from the previous cube and rolled towards Kuiyin. The purple opening looked like the mouth of a monster, trying to swallow him in one bite!
Chapter completed!