The second dimension life starting from Fuyuki City

Chapter 368: Green Song of Yarn

Humph--

Just a Barthemello Lorelei, do you think this master doesn’t know that you are trying to lure me over?

I'll do as you wish and walk over. What else can you do?!

I just don't believe that a magician has any ability to hurt me?

This master can suppress attributes at close range and bombard with spells from a distance. He has high defense, thick blood, and strong attack power, plus magic resistance that can withstand curry sticks in his face!

I'm asking you, how am I supposed to lose? How am I supposed to lose?!

"Indeed, with such strength, I can't understand why you would hide your strength."

Lying on the ground, vomiting something but unable to vomit, Barthemero Lorelei had an unwilling look on her face. She looked at Grandpa Mo Yi who was getting closer and closer. Even with her brain as rational as a machine, she couldn't suppress her accelerated studies and her crazy beating heart.

It’s getting closer, just a little bit more. Just a few more steps and we’ll reach the agreed location for the surgery.

He forced himself to remain calm and said:

"But since you chose to conceal your identity, you must have your own reasons. Isn't that a matter of course?"

Mo Yi: “…”

What the other party said makes a lot of sense!

Why would I hide my identity?

No, I have never thought about continuing my life of killing monsters and leveling up, so I leaked my information when it was unnecessary.

Not to mention that I didn't mean that, as long as others knew my situation, I didn't care, but people who were close to me wouldn't say anything.

Maybe someone will contact you through them or threaten you.

Moreover, if you knew that your classmate was actually Jehovah, regardless of whether you had any requests or not, you probably would no longer look at him as an ordinary classmate. This is part of the human subconscious that worships and fears powerful forces.

There is no possibility of communication between humans and ants. If one day, people find the ants in the yard annoying, they will probably just use pesticides to kill them.

The relationship between humans and gods is probably the same.

Why do gods spend so much energy communicating with humans?

If you feel that the other party is in the way, you can directly use unstoppable force to eliminate them. The time, energy and other costs spent on this are far lower than the cost of communicating with humans.

If one day, humans receive a voice from the universe, the most correct thing to do is to never answer it, no answer at all. As long as you answer, it will expose the location of the earth.

Humans whose location is known are like ants whose nest location in the yard is known. Whether they can survive depends on the mood and needs of beings far more powerful than humans.

In just one second, Mo Yi thought of a lot of things. If he wrote down these ideas, he could probably write a mysterious version of "The Three-Body Problem".

After explaining so much, the simple summary is, if the whole world knows how awesome you are, how can you enjoy the thrill of playing the pig and eating the tiger?

Mo Yi finally walked to the place where the other party was waiting. At this time, Mo Yi showed a meaningful smile on his face and said:

"Miss Lorelai, I've already gotten to where you wanted me to go. If you have any tricks left, use them quickly."

"I'm not sure. I won't be in the mood to play anymore."

It appears, this is the typical big boss's inflated mentality!

Simply put, Grandpa Mo Yi was frantically exploring the edge of death, enjoying the smooth feeling that was called courting death.

It feels good to commit suicide for a while, and it feels good to commit suicide all the time. The highest level of committing suicide is to set up crazy flags before committing suicide, and then commit suicide without dying.

Those who never die are called masters, while those who die are called "masters in the world, but losers in the underworld."

Of course, apart from the interest of committing suicide, the real reason is that if you don't let the other party use all means, how can the other party admit defeat and never dare to cause trouble again?

"what?"

It turned out that the other party had known it all along, but the arrow was on the string and had to be shot. No matter what the result was, Barthelmero Lorelei had to go according to the plan.

Demon Mo Yi, you will regret it soon!

She cheered herself up in her heart.

"boom--"

The set ritual was finally activated. Suddenly, countless magic rituals appeared in the entire Barthemero Manor, and Mo Yi was standing at the center of the entire ceremony.

A dark light descended from the sky, and its momentum instantly alarmed London. I believe that the entire Magic Association will have to work overtime to hypnotize the citizens tonight.

Mo Yi, who was standing in the center, had disappeared, leaving only a dark hole. This hole continued to emit a huge suction force, and several magicians were caught off guard and were sucked in directly.

"boom--"

The black hole appeared and disappeared quickly, in less than a second. If it weren't for the embarrassing scene and the loud noises as if a door was hit hard, it would be as if nothing had ever happened!

"That is--"

"The hole that leads to the roots!"

The magicians went crazy. They didn't expect that they would see the pursuit of their life in such a situation, and then they couldn't catch the last train. Their regret was like having a check of 100 million in front of them, but before they could pick it up, it was picked up by another person and ran away.

"Quiet--"

Barthelmero Lorelei roared:

"Do you really want to die?!"

The root is the collection of all causes and effects. For a magician, as long as he goes to the root, he can obtain the ultimate knowledge of everything.

However, there are many magicians who have successfully traveled to further places over the years, but no one has ever been able to come back, except for the legendary magician.

But even the magician only circled around the source and then slipped back.

As for the magician who never came back, even if no one said it, the magicians could guess that he was not assimilated into a part of the root, or obtained the power of the root and ascended to a higher dimension of life. As humans in the three-dimensional world, they naturally could not observe the world of higher dimensions.

No matter what kind of speculation it is, going to the root cause, whether it is success or failure, in a sense, is equivalent to social death.

After hearing their boss's shout, and considering that they had undergone training similar to that of a special forces unit and that their values ​​were very different from those of traditional magicians, the magicians finally calmed down.

Just looking at his boss's eyes, he became more awed.

In fact, Barthelmero Lorelei was feeling very miserable, but he couldn't show it.

As the oldest and most powerful mage family, Barthelmero Lorelei naturally collected the mysteries of magic, and the technique just now was to use the magic fragments that were collected with great difficulty to forcibly open the passage to the Vortex of Origin.

The Vortex of Origin, in the eyes of a magician, is the most powerful force.

When facing an irresistible enemy, send the enemy to the root. No matter whether the opponent is assimilated by the root or obtains the power of the root and sublimates into a high-dimensional creature, for Barthelmero Lorelei, isn't the result the same?

The other party has disappeared from the world!

However, such a trump card does not require how difficult it is to collect magic fragments, or how much manpower and material resources are needed. Just by exposing the fact that the Barthelmero family has the ability to open the root, they will attract attention and covetousness from all over the world.

However, given the situation just now, he had no choice but to use his last trump card. After all, Barthelmero Lorelei didn't know how the other party would deal with them. If he just killed them directly, wouldn't that be stupid?

If you don't use your ultimate skill and get killed directly by someone else, what's the point of using it?!

"It's just that the storm has just begun—"

Grandpa Mo Yi, who was sucked into the root, was stunned!

Unexpectedly, the flag I planted was actually hit.

It is true that the opponent cannot beat the opponent, but the opponent can teleport himself to a place where he can never come back. In this way, no matter how much invincible cheats Grandpa Mo Yi uses, it will be useless because he has been kicked off the server and forced to log off.

However, the other party was still too naive. Back then, Mo Yi had used the Holy Crystal to block the hole leading to the Vortex of Origin.

What if I go to the source?

It's not like he hasn't come into contact with it before. A strong man like him who has reached the level of the multiverse will naturally not be assimilated by the root. At most, he will get lost and take some time to go back.

Moreover, if the other party wants to kick you out of the server, will you just accept the kick?

Do I, Master Yakumo, still have any face left?

Grandpa Mo Yi felt like he had entered a strange space that contained everything and yet had nothing. To put it more concretely, he had entered a world of data flow.

Endless data is pouring into Mo Yi's body frantically.

Mo Yi's current situation is like a dry sponge falling into the sea. The sea water will naturally continue to flow into the sponge until it is assimilated into the density of the sponge.

However, as a container, Mo Yi's capacity is a bit large. No matter how much sea water flows into Mo Yi's body, there is no sign of it bursting.

He stretched his hands and feet to readjust his body, which was not yet adapted to the countless laws pouring into it, awakening the true power that was usually suppressed.

Mo Yi ignored the suction force of the Origin Vortex, which was like a real whirlpool, and flew upstream towards the place where he was sucked in. When he felt that he was almost in the right position, he thrust his hands directly into the void, and then pulled them apart with force.

"This is?"

Barthelmero Lorelei was originally planning to take his men to deal with the surrounding environment and the aftermath, but suddenly an irresistible will came over him.

He raised his head with difficulty and saw a dark crack appearing where Mo Yi had just stood. Now two hands had appeared and were pulling the dark crack hard.

That irresistible force and will came from the other side of the crack.

"How is it possible? Could it be——"

At this moment, Barthelmero Lorelei couldn't even take a breath or shout out in horror.

Because Mo Yi, who had just released his true power, exuded willpower and momentum, which made her unable to resist at all. She could only watch the most ridiculous and incredible thing she had ever seen in her life happen in front of her little by little.

"Demon?"

Barthelmero Lorelei murmured feebly to himself:

"I see--"

What can they, as mortals, do when faced with a demon that can tear open the passage to the origin?

All I can do is stand there and wait for the final judgment.

"Resistance is useless!"

Finally, he tore the passage open halfway. With a little more effort, he could tear open enough to return to the passage. Mo Yi exuded an unstoppable aura that almost broke the space. Looking at the magicians who seemed to have given up, he uttered Archimonde's classic line:

"Tremble, despair, mortals! Destruction is coming!"

The pleasure of pretending to be cool is really addictive. Grandpa Mo Yi is currently immersed in the joy of cosplay and cannot extricate himself.

Suddenly, a huge force came from behind. Behind Mo Yi, which he could not see, a pitch-black thing hit Mo Yi's grandfather on the lower back with a kidney shot.

“Ah♂!”

Grandpa Mo Yi was caught off guard and only had time to be surprised:

"Who attacked me?!"

Then, the already desperate magicians found that the hole that had been opened closed instantly, leaving only the words "I will be back" echoing in the sky that had returned to normal.

Magicians: “…”

Well, it seems that some big guy attacked the demon from behind just now, and the other party's return to reality was interrupted.

As for whether the other party will come back, they dare not make a conclusion. What if the other party really comes back?

So, why are we still going to the West? We should break up as soon as possible, lest the other party really comes back and we just wait for death!

"saved--"

Before tonight, Barthelmero Lorelei, who still believed that he was one of the people who dominated this world, took a deep breath, then exhaled forcefully, and re-mobilized his body which had been stiffened by Mo Yi's aura.

Looking at Kong disappearing again, although I didn't say anything in my heart, a lot had changed in my heart.

As for the things in Fuyuki City, no matter how proud she, Barthelmero Lorelei, is, she will never touch them again!

He didn't believe that the guy who just exuded the aura of a demon would die so easily. The more powerful the person is, the stronger his ability to survive is, and the other party will come back.

She was inexplicably convinced of this.

Grandpa Mo Yi was naturally very unhappy because he was ambushed, let go, and was sucked back into the vortex of origin.

Putting aside the fact that the opponent's kidney shot made him realize again what true pain was, the opponent's behavior made him fail and he was directly sucked into the depths of the root vortex, like rushing into the sea from the mouth of a river. Returning to the river mouth before was not such a simple matter.

Don't let me find that dog in the bush just now. I won't stop until I beat it to tears.

In any case, Mo Yi, who was now traveling in the ocean-like roots, was sorting out the laws and knowledge that kept pouring into his brain, while carefully observing the situation deep in the roots, looking for a suitable way to go back.

In a place like the Origin Vortex where everything loses its meaning, the concept of time is also meaningless.

A second passed, or it could have been hundreds of years. Mo Yi was immersed in the joy of learning and couldn't extricate himself.

After observing and learning for an unknown amount of time, he was able to move freely within the Origin Vortex. However, the Origin Vortex was, in a sense, an infinitely large space. It was easy to get out of it, but it was still difficult to return to the original world. He didn't know how long it would take to find the exit.

Of course, as you learn more in the Origin Vortex, the speed of searching will definitely become faster and faster. You may find it in the next second, or you may find it hundreds of years later. It all depends on luck.