I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 1073: Thunder in the Raging Sea
Mo Ling just watched the lightning strike down.

No matter how fast a person's reaction is, they cannot react to lightning. Before they can even hear the sound of thunder, the dazzling white light has completely engulfed the surroundings.

"I'm in a cube, so I won't get hit, right?"

As soon as Mo Ling had this thought, he immediately felt something was wrong.

The lightning seemed to have struck him...

Just like the sea water that flooded the cube before, everything in this sea area seemed to be able to penetrate the cube and directly affect him, including the terrible lightning.

Before Mo Ling realized what was happening, he felt an intense pain and burning sensation all over his body, as if countless needles had pierced his head from the top of his head and went down until they reached the soles of his feet. The pierced areas were constantly expanding, from a "thin needle" to a "steel bar", which was about to explode his body from the inside.

He didn't hear any thunder, not even the sound of the surging sea. The world suddenly became quiet, and then a faint tinnitus began to come from his ears. The tinnitus became sharper and sharper, gradually occupying his entire brain and running rampant in his mind.

Mo Ling's body froze, not because he felt "scared" or "surprised", but because he didn't have time to react to his emotions. His body had already spasmed under the influence of the lightning. The huge electric current completely blocked his nervous system, and his muscles began to twitch uncontrollably.

He could feel that every piece of flesh in his body was swelling and beating, as if it had come alive and his entire body was "rebelling" against itself.

His heart was no longer under his control, and the rhythm was completely messed up. The electric current also interfered with the heart muscles, causing the heartbeat to become completely disordered. Mo Ling didn't even know if it was his heart beating. He only felt the muscles in his "chest" moving around, as if they were fighting. Everything was in a mess, and even his breathing became strange.

"Am I still breathing?"

Mo Ling couldn't figure it out either. He was completely confused...

The lightning strike even interfered with his thinking, completely disrupting his normal thoughts.

As the lightning flashed, Mo Ling seemed to see a large number of branch-like traces appearing in front of his eyes. Countless small forks of lightning were spreading along the air. His vision was divided into many "fragments" by these small forks, and each "fragment" was splitting and exploding, just like his current body.

"Shouldn't I rebel against this sea?"

Mo Ling suddenly began to regret. If he had not resisted that kind of "perfection", he would not have been struck by lightning.

He also didn't expect that the lightning could penetrate the blocks and directly affect his body.

"Why does it go through the cube?"

Is it true that the cubes cannot block the sea, or is this sea just an illusion?
He wasn’t really floating on the sea, and he wasn’t really struck by lightning?
A few more questions popped up in Mo Ling's mind, but soon these questions disappeared as his thoughts "expanded".

His body "exploded".

His head flew into the sky, and his hands and feet flew in different directions. He could still feel his body, but these parts no longer belonged to him.

The explosion continued, and his head exploded into countless parts, along with his thoughts, which broke into small pieces.

Even though everything exploded, he could still feel it.

Mo Ling should have been confused by this, but he no longer had any thoughts at this moment...

The storm is still continuing. The thunder just now was just the horn of the coming storm, and there will be even more brutal releases to come.

The gray clouds were like a giant beast approaching, swallowing up the last ray of skylight. The thunderstorm cloud that released thunder twisted into a vortex, with a strange purple color at the edges. Electric arcs exploded in the clouds like spider webs, turning the already broken sea surface into a pale white. Mo Ling, who had turned into ashes, was flickering in the white light, some of which scattered onto the sea, and some of which was swept up into the sky.

The waves arched up the black mountains tens of meters high, covering the original white light, roaring and rushing into the distance. The sea water was no longer liquid, but turned into some kind of hardened black metal, stacked up layer by layer, making a sharp and terrifying hissing sound. The rain began to pour, not water drops, but bullet-like strafing, accompanied by thunder and fire bombarding the sea surface, the entire sea area instantly boiled with white plasma, and the air was filled with the smell of burnt electrolysis, as if a fierce battle between the sky and the sea had begun...

The war lasted for a long time, and the barrier of the waves was finally razed to the ground by the bullets of the storm. When both sides had exhausted their last bit of strength, Mo Ling, who had long since turned to ashes, also drifted to every corner of the battlefield.

After the storm, the sky will clear.

The sea recovered very quickly. When the dark clouds dispersed, the perfect power began to soothe the sea again. The sun shone again, reflected on the sparkling sea. In an instant, this "ancient battlefield" lost its previous solemnity.

The sun was shining and the air was calm.

Mo Ling disappeared.

The world without Mo Ling is perfect.

He is the unstable factor in this world. Without him, the world would be much quieter.

A satisfied sigh seemed to come from the sea, as if the perfect power was celebrating its victory.

The defeated turned into dust and slowly sank into the deep sea that had returned to calm, falling into the abyss of unknown depth...

No matter how clear the sea is, there will be areas where the light cannot be seen, even this perfect sea.

Mo Ling's dust sank to a place where no light could be seen.

It was cold here, but still perfect. The water was solidified like jelly, remaining absolutely calm, with no undercurrents or turbulence.

This also meant that the dust fell without any hindrance. Under the action of gravity, it passed through the solidified sea water and drilled into the bottomless abyss.

This should have been a dark area, but some strange spots of light flickered in the deepest part of the abyss.

Those spots of light were colorful, like colored lights growing on the seabed, vaguely dotted in the darkness.

How could these abrupt colorful lights appear in such a perfect sea?

If Mo Ling was still conscious, he would definitely have such doubts at this moment.

The dust continued to fall, and the light spots began to shake, wandering in the sea in a strange trajectory, and finally began to gradually approach the invisible dust.

The light spots became bigger and bigger, and there were more and more of them. Originally there was only one spot, but it slowly gathered into a ball and then turned into a long colorful light band.

When those light spots come near the dust, their full appearance is revealed...

That was not a solitary wandering light at all, it was a huge tentacle.

The light spot is only the brightest place on the tentacle. In fact, the entire tentacle is colorful, like a broken TV screen, with countless pixels fluctuating, which gives off a "flickering" feeling.

The tentacles slowly stretched out and gently caught the falling dust...

(End of this chapter)