Strange colors rolled and flowed in mid-air, intertwining into pieces of magnificent beauty, which was dazzling. Zheng Qing felt that when he carefully looked at those colors, the small sapling in the sea of consciousness made a rustling sound of joy.
Unconsciously, the frequency of attacks with the rune gun in his hand began to slowly decrease, and he focused more and more on observing those strange colors.
"What are you doing?" Jiang Yu pulled the wizard hard and led him to avoid a huge tree branch falling from the sky - the wood was like a battering ram, and even made a heavy whistling sound when it fell.
Zheng Qing turned back slowly and looked at the witch: "Have you ever felt... when you look at those colors, it's like looking at a starry sky... bright, gorgeous, and poetic."
boom!
The witch shot another approaching dry tree demon to pieces, and at the same time threw a jade bead on the ground, summoning a light blue flame again, and burned the white grass that had just grown about a foot into a piece of white ash.
Only then did she have time to answer the wizard's question.
"Starry sky?" Jiang Yu looked at Zheng Qing carefully, looking at his slightly empty eyes, seeming to realize something, with a trace of anxiety on his face: "We must leave here immediately!"
With that said, she reached out and took out the blood rune bullet from her belt, intending to implement the final plan.
But a hand pressed on her wrist.
"Wait a minute," Zheng Qing raised his head, looking at the swirling and spreading colors with blurred eyes, and murmured, "Wait a minute... I feel that this color is very good for us."
What answered him was a bottle of Lourdes holy water that the witch took out from her handbag.
Wow.
The liquid emitting a faint white light poured over the wizard's body, sending up wisps of green smoke. Groups of strange colors, like cats with their tails burned on fire, screamed, escaped from Zheng Qing's body, and gathered in the air.
In the color group.
Just at this moment, several shrieking sounds seemed to be heard from very far away outside the dead forest.
Buzz!!
A dull sound echoed in the depths of the earth, like a yellow bell and a big bell, spreading throughout the nine places. Zheng Qing vaguely felt that the sound seemed to be in inexplicable harmony with every part of his body, and the magic around him seemed to hear the sound and cheered for joy.
"Are you awake?" The witch looked at the wizard carefully from the side, and at the same time, she was wary of the approaching dryads and those strange colors.
Zheng Qing wiped the water droplets from his face, nodded with a dark face.
Although he was extremely careful and vigilant, he still unknowingly found the way to this ghost. If he hadn't had a reliable comrade beside him, it would be hard for Zheng Qing to imagine what stupid actions he would have made.
At this moment, the hazy clear light emitted by the amulet around Jiang Yu suddenly burst into intense light, but quickly faded away. Repeatedly, the witch seemed to have turned into a large light bulb with poor contact.
Zheng Qing immediately became vigilant.
"This is not the interference of those strange colors...but the deviation of the communication between the talisman and the surrounding magic."
Jiang Yu seemed to sense something. She pressed the Dharma book on her waist, frowned, and gave her judgment quickly: "...the world's most basic magic environment is undergoing changes."
Click!
Zheng Qing pulled the bolt of the gun and tightened a new talisman bullet. He aimed the gun at a scattered group of strange colors not far away. Just as he was about to make a joke, he suddenly felt the cyan cyclone above Xinhu Lake shaking violently twice.
He suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky.
The strange colors were jumping up and down in the air, sweeping away the strange and strong style before, like an army that had lost its command and became a bit chaotic.
"The wind is going to blow." The wizard said inexplicably.
As soon as he said the words, he realized what he had said, which made his face look a little ugly. Just for a moment, the scene in his dreamland when he met the outer god in yellow robes flashed through his mind.
On the rune gun in his hand, the windmill-shaped runes slowly rotated several times.
There was a subtle gurgling sound in the air.
It's like water flowing, and like swallowing.
The scattered strange colors reunited amidst the gurgling sound, spinning and cheering around the huge sinkhole, leaving blurry colors in the wizard's sight.
More and more strange colors are gathering from all directions - from the cracks in the dry trees, from the tips of the white grass, from the sand, gravel and dead bones on the ground - like the sparks rising when a wildfire burns.
Those light spots full of strange colors spread all over the dry forest, pouring towards the sinkhole in a steady stream.
Zheng Qing stared at those strange colors, and an inexplicable realization came to his mind. For some reason, the owner of this strange place gave up his plan to slowly assimilate them, and was eager to gather his true body.
The wizard was horrified. He was frightened that he could understand these messages just by looking at those strange colors, and he was also shocked by the identity of the owner of this dry forest.
Not all wizards can use the word 'him'.
"Have you felt it?" Jiang Yu's slightly trembling voice suddenly came from the side.
Zheng Qing turned his head and saw the horror in the witch's eyes that was similar to his.
"A big demon?" He opened his mouth with difficulty, his voice seemed a little dry: "...Didn't it mean that all the big demons were recruited to the Black Hell Castle?"
"It could also be an outside god." Jiang Yu clenched the talisman spear in her hand, her fingertips turning white from the exertion. Her voice was very soft, as if she was afraid that her voice would be slightly louder and offend the strange owner: "...
...or a close relative of an external god. Only beings related to gods will be able to see some taboo information when observed by wizards... This is why low-level wizards cannot look directly at gods."
"Outer God." Zheng Qing felt a headache for no reason.
From Satorgua, to Nicholas, from the giant eye that looked like the moon he saw on campus one night, to the man in yellow robe who gave him a generous gift in the dreamland, communicating with these beings deep in the starry sky
The more people there are, the more Zheng Qing can feel the difference between himself and them.
That's the difference between two species, two existences, two different dimensions.
There are more and more strange colors gathering around the tiankeng, and they are getting denser and denser. They are circling and surrounding, forming a tornado-like existence. The bottom disappears into the depths of the tiankeng, and the top is like a roaring dragon.
It twisted and spun in mid-air, and crashed into the overlapping, thick black clouds in the sky of the Hell World.
Click!!
Thousands of silver-white lightning spread from the impact point in all directions.
Click!!
A dull, crackling sound came from the rolling black clouds.
The two young wizards raised their heads and stared blankly at the giant dragon made of strange colors that seemed to have suddenly lost its mind. They had no idea why it suddenly launched an attack on the underworld.
next moment.
The black clouds slowly shattered like eggshells, and dazzling golden light bloomed from the crisscrossing cracks. In the far distance, the shrill chirping of birds became clearer, and bright sparks ignited the sky of the entire world.