Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5140 (Five Thousand One Hundred and Forty) Change of Position
"Did you not dodge because you thought you couldn't dodge, or did you not even think of dodging? Maybe you said you couldn't dodge only now that you recalled it?" Gray Hand asked, "Or was there some other reason why you didn't dodge?"

"Maybe... maybe he said it now when he recalled it? And he didn't think of... hiding at that time? I can't explain it clearly... This matter... is strange... I... really... didn't hide at that time... Why didn't I hide?" said the man.

The Gray Hand knew that he would get nothing out of asking any more questions, so he asked, "And then the red light swept over you?"

"Yes... completely... completely." The man said, "Now that I think about it, at that time... I... definitely couldn't escape."

The Gray Hand Man said again: "What happened next?"

"Next... I watched the changes happening there and thought about... some things." said the man.

"What has changed?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

“The scenery… the scenery… seems to be able to change positions, becoming more and more… beautiful,” the man said.

"Looks good?" said the man with gray hands.

"Yes." The man said, "Although I can't see it clearly... but it is indeed... beautiful."

The Gray Hand asked again: "What's the good idea?"

"The original scenery... was one way, and then... later the scenery... seemed to have a more... more comfortable... order, so it... adjusted its position... and then... it became what it was later," said the man.

"What happens after the adjustment?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"It seems as if everything... seems to be... going to last." said the man.

"After the scenery is adjusted, it will stay there and won't move?" asked the man with gray hands.

"Yes... that should be it." The man said, "It feels like that to me."

"What were you thinking at the time?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I think... some people will definitely... like it very much." said the man.

"Which people?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Those people...waiting for spring." The man said, "That...that is their...spring, not my spring."

The man with gray hands asked again: "How long did you watch it?" "No... I don't remember." said the man.

"Can't you feel the time?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Yes... at that time... in that world... when the positions of those scenes changed... I... couldn't feel the time." said the man.

The Gray Hand Man asked again: "What happened after watching for a while?"

The man replied: "It seems...it seems like there is fog."

"What color?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Red." The man said, "Red mist... is spreading."

At this time, the Brown Hand Man whispered to the Gray Hand Man, "It seems that the tree bead is a reflection of what he thinks he has seen."

"That's right," said the Gray Hand Man.

The Gray Hand Man continued to ask the man, "What happened to the Red Mist?"

"The red fog... is... attacking me." said the man.

"How do we do it?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"It just... seems to be changing me." said the man.

"How exactly has it changed you?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"My position has...changed." said the man.

"How did it change?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I... I suddenly felt... as if my feet were... empty." said the man.

(End of this chapter)