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Chapter 1759 Elemental Disintegration

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    "According to what you said, this is an ancient altar, and we, are we the so-called sacrifices?"

    Xiao Du slowly turned around, facing the mysterious figure.

    On the high platform, he looked at Xiao Du in the distance, slowly shook his head and said, "I don't know if it is a real altar, but if it is, at least the sacrifice is not us, but you  don't ask me why, because I don't know either."

    "To be honest, I want to know what's going on more than any of you."

    "I also want to know why my memory is so messy and chaotic, and I have been wondering who I am, where I am, and what I am going to do."

    Xiao Du didn't wait for him to continue, his body surface suddenly ignited with orange light, and rushed towards the direction of the sound like lightning.

    Regardless of whether what that guy said is true or not, subduing him first is the most correct choice. Taking a step back, even if you die, you have to drag this guy who hides his head and shows his tail to die together!

    He started running in the opposite direction, but the distance between the two was shortened rapidly. If this trend continued, it would take less than five seconds for Xiao Du to hit him directly from behind.

    But with the end of a syllable, Xiao Du's speed slowed down, and finally he maintained a charging posture and was frozen there motionless.

    The next moment, the whole person began to melt, like wax on a fire, quickly dripping into the high platform.

    Ghost Hand, Black Cat, Zhang Feng, and the man just now all died in this weird place.

    He sighed, until now he still couldn't figure out what this place was, and he didn't know why he was let off lightly. He only knew that he seemed to be familiar with these things, and he had studied them in depth.

    After thinking about it for a long time, he found nothing, so he stopped wasting time on it and turned to thinking about the situation he was facing.

    There is nothing to say, he seems to have gotten into some kind of indescribable trouble.

    Hong Ying and Black Cat are fine, but the key is Zhang Feng. They are real human beings, and they are detective-level figures. They disappeared suddenly for no apparent reason.  how to respond?

    He sat down on the edge of the high platform, taking advantage of the time before the "dream" returned to reality this time, and fell into deep thought.

    Suddenly, the space that had been quiet once again reverberated with the empty sound of machinery.

    Immediately afterwards, the entire platform began to vibrate violently without warning.

    Before he had time to react, he fell towards the ground under a collapse comparable to a major earthquake, surrounded by boulders the size of houses, rubbing against his body and falling at an accelerated rate.

    The golden full moon in the distant sky began to fall downward at the same time, and countless beams of elemental light exploded, slowly but firmly pressing down with unparalleled momentum.

    "The light of the elements was suppressed and disintegrated. This is the first magic to make the elements control themselves. Is there a huge problem?"

    A thought flashed in my mind, which immediately aroused more doubts.

    Who is the first magician, and what is element control? How could he suddenly have such a weird idea?

    Boom!

    The high platform completely collapsed and shattered, and he also fell heavily into a pile of snow-white powder. His mouth and nose were all covered with powder, and he couldn't even open his eyes.

    cough cough

    After a heart-piercing cough, he was surprised to find that the white powder was not the white snow he thought, but something similar to bone meal.

    So, when I looked down from the high platform and saw the boundless white snow, were they all bones?

    There was no time to be surprised, because the dazzling golden full moon also began to shatter, and the strong oppressive force made it almost impossible to breathe.

    Boom!

    His eyes went dark, and he felt the strange situation of falling into the black hole again.

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    headache.

    The pain seemed to explode the next moment.

    He shook his head violently, as if this would ease the cracking headache a little.

    It seemed that the mantras chanted by many people in unison formed a river and penetrated into his ears, making the already unbearable headache even more severe.

    After being forced to listen to it several times, he suddenly regained a little clarity from his stupor.

    This voice was what I heard after entering the high platform at the very beginning, but??The current version sounds more realistic and grander.

    He forced himself to wake up, and suddenly observed some strange scenes.

    There were hundreds of animal carcasses on the ground, some of which he could vaguely identify, and more of them were alien species that he had never seen before.

    He didn't feel scared, but wanted to get close to these bloody things to observe carefully, but he didn't realize until the end that he seemed to be just a bystander, completely incapable of any autonomous action ability.

    Farther away, densely packed small figures knelt on the ground, and their fanatical shouts became louder and louder. It was the string of syllables that he had heard countless times.

    Directly in front of those tiny figures was a huge square stone slab, with densely packed strange characters engraved on it, at least hundreds of them.

    An old man in a seven-color robe stood in front of the stone slab, and there was another figure with a slightly distorted space around him. The two seemed to be communicating and discussing something.

    He endured a bursting headache and carefully observed everything he could see and hear.

    After a while, he couldn't help frowning slightly, thinking that the scenes he saw in front of him didn't seem to be what was happening, but part of the images left long ago.

    Click

    A thunderbolt exploded high in the sky, and he clearly felt that the kneeling crowd in the distance was lower, and the voice of chanting became louder.

    An inexplicable oppressive force quickly filled his consciousness, and his perspective changed instantly, aiming at a crack formed abruptly in the sky in the distance, and staring at the purple-red electric light constantly gushing out of the crack.

    Boom!

    Another thunder rang out, his eyes went dark again, and he lost his sense of the outside world for an instant.

    After an unknown amount of time, he opened his eyes, and his eyes fell on the spider web in the corner of the bedroom ceiling, his eyes seemed a little scattered.

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    Jingle Bell.

    The ringtone of the mobile phone woke him up from the state of ecstasy. He picked up the mobile phone and saw that there were already six missed calls, and the seventh one was ringing now.

    And it was all called by Yan Li alone.

    For the sake of the seven missed calls, he pressed the answer button and said in a hoarse voice: "Squad Leader Yan, I'm really sick."

    "When did you come to my house Maybe I just went to buy medicine at that time, so I didn't meet you."

    "You have been waiting at the door for more than half an hour? Are you still outside the door now?"

    He took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled, "But I'm not at home now, I'm sorry for keeping you waiting for so long, Squad Leader Yan is tired, and I'll invite you to dinner to express my thanks after I recover from illness."

    Without any hesitation, he hung up the phone directly, threw the phone to the corner of the bed, and closed his eyes again.

    It is an advantage to be responsible for work, but if you are too responsible, it may bring a lot of unnecessary troubles.

    When the water is clear, there will be no fish, and when people observe it, there will be no disciples. This old saying is quite reasonable.

    The little girl named Yan Li brought him a lot of trouble, and sometimes he even felt that there were five hundred ducks chattering in his ears.

    After closing his eyes and resting his mind for a while, he finally climbed out of the bed, pinched the center of his eyebrows, relieved his dizzy head, went to the bathroom and took a shower, and then dragged his body that was not in pain to the kitchen, where he gave  Find something to eat yourself.

    The egg noodle pancakes in the pan were still there, and he ate them up in two or three bites, but he couldn't relieve the burning sensation of hunger that came over him one after another.

    The disappearance of Hong Ying and Black Cat, Zhang Feng and the Scar Man made him seem to have inadvertently touched the unknown side of the world and seen other scenery besides the simple campus life.

    But what followed may be unknown troubles and dangers.

    Countless pictures flashed in his mind, as if they were all things he had experienced before, but they were illusory, and he couldn't see clearly what it was.

    After the golden full moon fell and the majestic high platform collapsed, the wardrobe seemed to return to normal. Even the graphic poster of Qin Lan looked much more pleasing to the eye, and it no longer gave people a mysterious and weird feeling.

    He observed and studied carefully for a long time, and finally came to the conclusion that a passage leading to another world was closed for unknown reasons, and there may be a chance to open it again in the future, or it may not.

    He thought that he would have various complicated emotions because of this, but after thinking about it for a while, he realized that he didn't seem to be particularly concerned about it.

    Even the disappearance and death of the two suspected sheriffs in their own home did not cause much psychological shock.

    This feeling seems to have become commonplace, and it was not two people who died, but just two native chickens that could not lay eggs.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)?The disappearance and death at home did not cause much psychological fluctuation.

    This feeling seems to have become commonplace, and it was not two people who died, but just two native chickens that could not lay eggs.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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