Above Destiny

Chapter 505: Strange Tales
Condense the "death" that one feels, experiences, and understands into spiritual crystals, catalyze them, and inject them into the enemy's perception.

This realization is like a virus that decompresses, replicates and spreads itself, filling all thinking processes.

At the moment of interpretation, the experience of death has been repeated dozens, hundreds, thousands of times.

And in that absolute nothingness, any consciousness will gradually dissolve, evaporate, and completely disappear without a trace.

"The essence of the abyss."

Bao Dacai squinted his eyes and savored the darkness spreading on the tip of his tongue - the young people nowadays are really scary, why do they all put their energy into the whirlpool?

Well, the purity of this product is so high that it is almost brand new, it is a rare item!
However, even if one question is solved, more questions will emerge in my mind.

Even if the consciousness is dissolved and completely evaporated, the opponent, as the master of this dream, can be reshaped like a mold as long as the soul still exists. The worst that can happen is that all the poisoned memories can be deleted.

There must be something more important!
Something that touches the essence and true nature of the Yellow Millet Dream...

"Mr. Bao, are you okay?"

Yu Shu, covered in dust and dirt, finally got up from the ground. Seeing the dazed old man, he asked worriedly.

"Ah, it's okay, it's okay, thanks to Miss Wen and Mr. Ji."

The old man came to his senses and sat down on the ground, sweating profusely. "Such a big scene really scared me to death! My old bones are more or less useless... Don't worry about me, go check on the others."

At this moment, the camp was filled with grief and devastation.

There were broken limbs, human heads and fragments of flesh everywhere. There were only a few survivors, almost one in ten.

From the very beginning, this was a premeditated attack. Taking advantage of the twists and turns in the camp, they first gathered everyone together, then detonated the bomb, revealed their true identity, and slaughtered at will...

If it weren't for Ji Jue, even if Wen Wen reacted quickly, she would still suffer heavy losses.

But fortunately... it's hard to die. Even if you're blown to pieces, as long as you're still conscious, you can piece it together, mend it, and rest for a few days, and you can still be alive and kicking.

However, in Ji Jue's opinion, this attack was a bit hasty - leaving aside the internal rebellion, if one wanted to achieve the greatest possible results, one must have both internal and external support.

If I were a cult, I would stuff a few traitors in, finalize the plan, and take advantage of the chaos in the camp when it is powerless to resist, and completely wipe out the entire camp with a large army...

Then he heard a crisp cracking sound.

"Oh no, big sister, oh no!"

A terrified shout was heard, and a dusty young man ran back from outside the camp, staggering: "Outside, there are so many people outside... so many..."

He didn't need to say any more.

A crack suddenly appeared in the sky, like a broken display screen, and then golden spots of light appeared one after another from the sky.

A glorious gate suddenly appeared in the clouds, and hundreds and thousands of endless angels rushed out of it, swooping down towards the rift valley where the camp was located.

Cracks quickly appeared in the sky one after another. Every time a cracking sound was heard, the fog covering the sky dissipated a little.

"It's not a good situation."

Bao Dacai took out a crystal ball from his arms and saw fine cracks appearing on it. "Commander, the Prism is about to collapse."

The defense set up in this narrow gap of dreams is supported and undertaken by all the consciousness in the camp. Originally, even if it was besieged by angels, it would be enough to hold out for a while, but this moment happened to be the time when everyone was the most confused and weak, and it was completely useless.

In the dead silence, the survivors who heard the words turned pale and fell into panic and fear.

First, the main force was decimated, then the camp was attacked. After these successive blows, even the most resolute people would panic and waver...

After all, once caught, he would probably be thrown into a remote prison and burned for thousands or even tens of thousands of years.

But at this moment, even suicide is not possible.

"Tsk..."

In the nearly frozen air, Wen Wen's expression changed. She gritted her teeth and raised the spear in her hand towards everyone: "Don't worry, everyone. Today is different from the past. The decisive force has appeared!
In the days ahead, we no longer have to hide from place to place. One day, the great feat of counterattacking Tiancheng will be accomplished in our hands!
There is no need to worry or panic. Now, all you need to do is protect yourself and this spark.

The rest, leave it to me..."

"I will break through and cover your retreat", these words were not uttered out loud.

It’s Ji Jue.

Suddenly he reached out and pressed her shoulder, still smiling brightly: "Sister Wen, don't worry. At this critical juncture, it is time for everyone to work together. Maybe others can come up with a solution?
Right, Mr. Bao? "

Along with those reassuring and stable words, his face turned and his cold eyes looked towards Bao Dacai without any concealment.

That’s enough, Lao Deng!

At this juncture, if everyone wants to work together, then you can contribute money and effort. But if you still want to just sit back and watch the fun... then don't blame me for being rude!

It's hard for him to say about others, but the bottom line of a craftsman is clear to the craftsman. After all, the bottom line of a craftsman is that there is no bottom line.

Ji Jue didn’t believe it at all. How could an old man like Bao Dacai, who was used to Nirvana, who was making trouble outside, not have any arrangements in his own nest?

If not, it means one thing, he never considered this place as his home base!

Look at that shabby factory that makes mice cry when they come. My friends, if this old guy put a little effort into his work, Ji Jue would eat up that broken lathe on the spot!

As for whether there is any innocence, what a joke, can a craftsman be innocent?!
"Ahem, oops, that's right!"

The old man was at a loss for a moment, then nodded decisively: "Hey, Commander Wen, you are still too impatient. In fact, I have already prepared for this."

He slapped his head, as if he suddenly remembered something: "You see, people tend to forget things when they get older. I almost forgot that when I was helping to build the prism, I also dug out a [rabbit hole]!"

After a brief silence, cheers rang out. The members who had originally looked ashen were now in disbelief, shouting out in ecstasy, dancing with joy, as if they had been saved from a desperate situation.

Just when Ji Jue was puzzled, he saw Lao Deng groping around from behind his butt for a long time, and then, like a magic trick, he took out a torn bag.

The tattered canvas bag was opened, and it looked like a small stack of money, but it was incredibly large when unfolded, and it was pitch black inside, just like a cave. There was a strange rainbow light and mist at the end, and you could vaguely see another calm wilderness.

Without any urging, someone immediately began to organize the survivors to pack up supplies, shovel their companions into the truck bed, and then quickly move away.

It was obvious that they had run away countless times. Everyone present worked very quickly and in an orderly manner. In just a few minutes, the mountains of supplies were stuffed into the last few trucks that could still be driven, and they rumbled into that pocket of darkness.

Soon, after passing through the darkness, we arrived at a completely new area.

Waving over here excitedly.

In the fairy tale, an innocent girl jumped into a rabbit hole while chasing a rabbit with a pocket watch. When she climbed out again, she came to a magical world like a dream.

It is said that there is a piece of craftsmanship numbered Tiangong on the Gate of Eternity, which is a living rabbit. As long as you follow it, you can go anywhere you want to go, from the sky to the underworld, without any obstacles. It is truly magical.

But the only drawback is that you can't lock up this rabbit, and it will never stop to wait for you...

"Qitan Alchemy?"

Ji Jue looked at Lao Deng beside him and finally understood.

Like fluid alchemy, it is also a heritage of ancient alchemy. However, Ji Jue has no knowledge of this strange alchemy that focuses on the three areas of ether, heart hub and mirror, except for the name.

I have only heard that he can use absurd legends, stories and weird stories as materials to combine and create incredible works.

The creation of the Rabbit Hole is probably derived from this legend.

However, Ji Jue did not expect that it could also be used to travel through dreams.

"It's not worth mentioning. It's just a hidden skill. It's like a magician's trick. It won't work once it's exposed."

Bao Dacai smiled slightly, still hunched over, and gestured towards the rabbit hole:
"Mr. Ji, please?"

"Let's go then."

Ji Jue took one last look at him and walked in without hesitation, which made the old man with a playful look on his face sigh for a moment.

Such courage makes my attempt seem narrow-minded.

At this moment, above the sky, with continuous shattering sounds, the prism covering the camp was rapidly disintegrating and falling apart, and the huge camp had become empty.

He turned around for the last time, took a look, thought about it, touched his body, took out the small crystal ball and threw it on the ground.

Then, he walked into the cloth bag.

Soon, the cloth bag that remained in place shrank and shrank rapidly, returning to its original size. Then, the mouth of the bag turned inward and rolled up, as if someone was pulling on the other end.

After shrinking to the limit, it disappeared without a trace with a snap.

The moment the cracked crystal ball completely shattered, angels in infinite light descended from the sky and searched the entire camp, but found nothing except ruins.

Oh, and there was also a crisp sound like crystal breaking...

In the dead silence, all the angels looked at each other and looked around blankly, until they discovered that the crack in the sky was still spreading endlessly, gradually covering everything in the camp.

wrong--

The angel wearing a golden crown was stunned for a moment, then shouted and roared, flapped his wings, and tried to break through the crack in the sky.

At that moment, the last crisp cracking sound was heard.

Snapped!
The pillars that supported and maintained this gap in the dream broke silently.

Then, the entire crack collapsed completely!

The bubble burst.

Countless angels evaporated without a trace in an instant in the destruction of nothingness.

Only outside the crack, the commanding general who was as huge as a mountain watched his subordinates disappear like bubbles. He could no longer bear it and roared in anger.

Recalling the promise he had made before the Holy See before his departure and the consequences of failing his mission, he could no longer suppress his anger and fear and cursed out loud.

But soon, the sound stopped.

Amid the roar, the huge heavenly general suddenly prostrated himself on the ground, with his whole body prostrated, trembling with fear as if he had sensed something.

And just above his head, in the sky,
A black line spread silently, and then opened to both sides, turning into a blood eye that filled the entire sky, looking down coldly.

The general was trembling and sweating. "Holy, Holy Spirit, please allow me to..."

The huge eyes closed indifferently.

No more looking.

A breeze blew, and the sky collapsed and disappeared quickly like foam. Unlike the subordinates who were buried in the gap and could still wait for rebirth, they were completely destroyed.

In the empty wilderness, only a sneer of contempt echoed in the sky.

Gradually dissipated.

(End of this chapter)