Transparent crystals may seem endless, but they are actually not endless.
As Tang Zhen continued to move forward, it didn't take long before a huge space appeared in front of him.
Crystal clear, like a crystal palace, without a trace of color.
It seems that any filth will not appear here.
It’s hard to believe that such a magical place exists in the ocean of God’s Kingdom ten thousand meters below.
Although the space is large, it is not empty.
Thick hexagonal crystals like mirrors stand in clusters in this space, and the light emitted from within makes the place bright.
At first glance, it was like entering a mirror house in an amusement park, with my own figure everywhere.
It gives people a vaguely uncomfortable feeling.
The ground is also as smooth as water, as if walking on water, and it seems that it will fall down at any time and fall into a bottomless pool.
"There is something wrong with the fact that such a place exists under thousands of miles of deep sea."
After just a brief observation, Tang Zhen discovered that these crystal pillars seemed to be scattered and disorderly, but in fact they contained some kind of pattern, confusing the perception of those who entered.
If it is formed naturally, it can only be said to be an ingenious workmanship. There is no shortage of such miracles in nature.
However, this is the Kingdom of God, and whether it is the indigenous gods or some unknown powerful monks, they can do this.
Tang Zhen prefers to imagine that this is a special man-made space with special effects.
The performance of the red-feathered bird and the war demon also proved this, this place is not simple.
Tang Zhen stared at himself in the mirror, looked up and down a few times, then turned around and walked away.
He discovered something unusual. He was the only one reflected in the mirror, but there was no red-feathered bird.
But Tang Zhen remained calm, as if he didn't realize it.
Among the surrounding mirrors, Tang Zhen's voice reflected his voice and he turned around at the same time. However, Tang Zhen in one of the mirrors did not move at all.
He just stared at Tang Zhen's back coldly. After a few breaths, he raised a strange and sinister smile on his lips.
Just when Tang Zhen passed by a cluster of crystal pillars, he suddenly turned around in the mirror and slashed at them with a knife.
The sword struck silently, like a poisonous snake, heading straight for the fatal point.
"Bang!"
Tang Zhen seemed to have been prepared for it. When the sword struck, he stretched out his hand and struck lightly, and the sneak attack was instantly resolved.
There was a crisp "click" sound, and the sword was broken into pieces by Tang Zhen, and then he punched the mirror.
A scream came out, and the Tang Zhen in the mirror was smashed to pieces and disappeared into a ball of black smoke.
"What is this?"
Looking at the crystal pillar that quickly returned to its original shape after the monster disappeared, a trace of doubt flashed in Tang Zhen's eyes.
The moment he lowered his head, the figures in the nearby mirrors suddenly raised their heads at the same time, their eyes as red as blood.
With weird smiles, they stretched out their hands towards Tang Zhen at the same time, and then through the mirror, they stretched out towards Tang Zhen like rubber.
Dozens of arms formed an airtight net, sealing off Tang Zhen's entire space for movement.
Before Tang Zhen could counterattack, the bird on his shoulder suddenly chirped and a ball of flames burst out.
Then the flames exploded and turned into many little birds exactly like him, landing on those skinny arms.
Like boiling oil meeting fire, those arms immediately burned, and then quickly spread to the mirror.
Tang Zhen in those mirrors simultaneously turned into a burning fireball, let out a shrill scream, and turned into a ball of black smoke in the blink of an eye.
"You little thing is quite useful."
Tang Zhen reached out and touched the red-feathered bird and said with a smile.
"Zhazhazha!"
The red-feathered bird called a few times, seemingly with a hint of resentment.
"You feel angry because the mirror can see me but not you, making you feel disrespected?"
Tang Zhen laughed dumbly, and the red-feathered bird suddenly took action. It was actually for this reason.
But then he thought about it, and Tang Zhen felt something was wrong. Why could the mirror reflect himself, but not the red-feathered bird?
"Is it because this little thing is not a human being?"
It's not possible, but it doesn't stand up to scrutiny. After all, the red-feathered bird is not a spirit.
Moreover, the dissipated black smoke gave Tang Zhen a vague sense of familiarity, as if he had seen him before.
"what is going on?"
Tang Zhen thought of this, slowly walked to a crystal pillar, and looked at it intently again.
This time, Tang Zhen's figure did not appear in the mirror, but it was all gray.
Soon, in this gray background, the outline of a person slowly emerged and gradually became clearer.
It was the same Tang Zhen, but his whole body was covered in blood, his armor was in pieces and covered with fatal wounds.
Swords and arrows were stuck in his body, many of them were broken, and the scene was extremely miserable.
Blood continued to flow from his wound, staining the ground with blood red, and continued to expand in all directions.
His face was also covered in blood, and one of his eyes had disappeared, leaving only a dark hole.
The drooped head slowly lifted up. Behind the blood-soaked and hanging hair, a blood-red one eye stared at Tang Zhen through the mirror.
There was indescribable resentment in those eyes, as if a volcano was about to erupt, enough to swallow everything up and burn it to ashes.
"Tang Zhen, I want you to die!"
From his slightly opened and closed mouth, he squeezed out a sentence word by word, containing endless hatred.
Tang Zhen looked at his extremely miserable self and couldn't help but ask, "There is such deep hatred between you and me?"
The person in the mirror sneered.
"Hate? That's right, hatred is as deep as the sea. I wish I could tear you apart from your bones!"
When Tang Zhen was talking in the mirror, bursts of black energy gushed out from the wounds on his body, making him look extremely terrifying and ferocious.
"Okay, I'll give you a chance for revenge, come and kill me!"
Tang Zhen sneered, slowly took two steps back, and raised his hand to the person in the mirror.
"ah!"
The man in the mirror raised his hands, looked up to the sky and roared, and then saw countless ferocious and twisted figures rushing out of the gray space behind him.
Not only in this mirror, but also in other crystal pillars, there were countless Tang Zhens dripping with blood and with ferocious faces.
They rushed out of the mirror, like a raging wave, and kept rushing towards Tang Zhen.
Tang Zhen stood on the same spot, not moving at all, just looking coldly at the ghost-like figures around him.
The seven-foot distance with Tang Zhen as the center was an insurmountable barrier. When those figures approached, they immediately disappeared like bubbles.
Whenever these figures dissipated, billowing black smoke would rise and condense in the sky above Tang Zhen's head.
The black smoke kept billowing, and ferocious and twisted faces emerged, screaming at Tang Zhen.
Tang Zhen raised his head slightly and looked at the faces in the black smoke, with a flash of thought in his eyes.
After watching for a while, Tang Zhen slowly lowered his head and sighed softly.
"Hate and resentment are the most persistent. They will never go away. They condensed into inner demons and peeped in the dark. Now I finally found an opportunity to take action.
That’s fine, I’ll give you a chance to completely settle all the grudges in the past!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Zhen let out a low roar, and billowing flames shot up into the sky.
But in an instant, the entire space was enveloped in flames, turning into an endless sea of flames that seemed to never go out.
In the sea of fire, countless ferocious figures twisted and danced, completely turning into nothingness as they surged towards Tang Zhen.