Capture the BOSS template at the beginning

"Hey, my friend, are you ready? I found some media. We can go directly to the depths of the dimensional turbulence, which can save a lot of time."

Sabo said as an absolutely filthy power enveloped the two of them.

All the surrounding elements quickly moved away from the two of them.

The power of pollution can even be understood as the opposite of all matter.

It can contaminate everything that is good and turn it into filth.

Of course, the power of evil can also be contaminated and turned into filth.

Therefore, this kind of power is considered a very huge system, and the god of filth is the evil god.

All elements will be kept away from him.

If Bai Yi scans Saab, he will find that Saab's charm value is not negative charm, but zero.

The god of filth has no charm at all. The power of the abyss, the ancient gods, life, and the breath of elements will all reject her, the god of filth.

Bai Bie felt it, and this teleportation array was quite mild. It was not like the teleportation array improved by Bai Bie. The farther away the space was, the stronger the vibration was.

If White Blight had used that kind of teleportation array to carry out this space teleportation, then even White Blight would have been knocked out for a while.

When Sabo saw that Bai Bian had no objection, the surrounding space rippled, and the two of them disappeared into the backyard of the city lord's mansion.

Buzz~

Luo Ning and Diane emerged from the void.

Luo Ning wanted to say something, but it was obvious that she was late.

"Why so fast?"

She murmured softly, a trace of worry appearing in her eyes.

Diane felt it, reached out and touched Luo Ning's head, and said softly: "It's okay. There are already signs of his resurrection ability. As long as we don't use this ability, he will be fine."

Luo Ning nodded lightly: "I know that they can come back safely, but I can't see my brother's fate clearly. I'm not sure whether he will encounter that even more unclear existence, that thing. Beyond the powerful, It will bring about some bad things.”

Diane looked at the sky, feeling a sense of urgency in her heart again. Sure enough, now was not the time to be idle.

"It'll be fine. I'll leave first. One month of relaxation is enough. If he comes back early, remember to tell him."

Diane said and stepped forward, buzz~

The breath of the dimension came, and she left Shia directly and went to the world of the dead.

The god of the undead is still building a kingdom of the undead in Shia. That country is far away from Dawn, but since it has been agreed that the undead will cooperate with Dawn, then this kind of country should be closer to Dawn.

She needs to implement these things and replace the natural essence and crystallization with the newly produced soul essence and crystallization.

The business of the soul cannot be interrupted, and Diane can also take on tasks in the undead. She can handle many things that the undead creatures themselves cannot handle.

This is due to the specialness of the Necromancer and her wealth.

Many undead creatures that are stronger than her have become her very good friends.

For example, the mythical lich dragon Roland, the vampire god Alyssa and other god-level existences.

These relationships also need to be maintained.

Luo Ning was silent for a moment: "I hope it will be fine."

Luo Ning looked at the sky, her eyes turned golden, and the long river of destiny appeared in her eyes.

It contains the fate of all heavens and worlds.

It is no secret to her when a world is born and when it turns into dust in the world sea.

And all she saw was the white plague.

The white plague is struggling in the blurry and illusory picture.

Stepping forward, Luo Ning entered the golden ocean.

She wandered around this world like a manager. Gradually, she moved towards a slightly smaller branch of the river.

This branch is extremely illusory and continues to produce more branches.

This is her destiny, and she will find a future with more white plagues in it, and make the good future appear in reality as much as possible.

After both of them disappeared, there were more than 60 trees in the center of the Tree of Life jungle in the backyard.

Erin sat up and stretched.

She stood up blankly, took out a gold coin and tossed it.

"Without debt, you are light. Returning to Tobu City is equivalent to returning it to the capitalists, right?"

She muttered with something bad in her eyes: "He won't deny it, right? No, if you look for him, he will definitely keep calculating the interest."

"Whatever, it's returned to the Finance Department anyway. Whether it's reported or not is none of my business."

Eileen rolled her big eyes, picked some flowers of life, hummed a song and walked towards the teleportation array.

As long as he is not in Shia, the capitalist can only accept her repayment.

From now on, I am truly debt-free.

Thinking about it, Irene's mood became even better. The days when no one was trying to make trouble or take care of her were the days that elves should live.

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In a state of illusion.

The light and shadow, as thin as sheets of paper, flowed irregularly.

Some black, white, or other colored gases appear and then disappear.

Some weird figures appeared with a transparent color, and then disappeared into nothingness after performing some weird actions.

This is the dimensional turbulence, which belongs to the world under the space turbulence. It can also be regarded as the lowest level of the world. After all, no one can enter the space-time turbulence, and no one knows what will happen after entering.

And there is the origin of the birth of the world. The God of Destiny once left an oracle that those who enter time and space will eventually be erased by time and space.

This sentence was recorded in the books of all major pantheons and became a warning to the gods.

Of course, it is not that no gods have secretly studied how to enter the space-time turbulence, but it is useless.

Dimensional turbulence can withstand even great-level battles, and its impact on reality is just to wake up some creatures from their dreams.

In a space of this intensity, gods cannot find any lines.

And without lines, it is basically impossible to enter the space-time turbulence.

"My friend, we are here."

A mean voice sounded, disturbing the illusion here, and causing a faint ripple in everything around.

Sabo rubbed his hands with a smile: "Is this your first time here?"

Bai Yi nodded, without denying that it is impossible to enter the dimensional turbulence below the legend, and even the legends of the first to sixth levels are difficult to find the entrance.

Creatures at the real level can only rely on various sacrifices or summoning arrays to establish some tiny connections with the dimensional turbulence.

In order to enter here, in addition to those specific methods, you must have the power to break the space turbulence in order to force your way in.

"Then I have to remind you that this is an illusory dimension."

Filth surged around Sabo, and he flicked off a thin piece of paper, introducing: "Don't look at this thing as light and illusory, but it is a real dimension. Although you can see it, you can't touch it, but it can."

Sabo raised his hand and a creature with a filthy breath appeared. The creature flew in front of a piece of paper and stopped.

The piece of paper passed through the body of the creature like a projection, and it seemed that the two did not touch each other.

But the next moment, the body of the creature was neatly cut open.

The moment the blood drifted, it was wiped out by a filthy force.

"Cut off all matter except God."

Sabo thought: "You can understand the power of a world that has been reduced countless times, but the mass remains unchanged."

Some understanding appeared in Bai Yi's eyes. Density, in simple terms, is the comparison between a pound of cotton and a pound of iron.

No matter how fragile the world is, if the mass remains unchanged and it becomes a thin sheet, then its hardness, sharpness, and even extraordinary properties will be ridiculously strong.

What's more, it also has the properties of dimensional turbulence. You can only see it, and only it can touch you, but you can't touch it.

It's really dangerous here.

"And that thing."

Sabo pointed at the illusory clouds that occasionally appeared and disappeared.

Bai Yi looked at it and felt a special breath. His eyes were full of thoughts. This thing

"This is the dream, the dream from the main world. The dreams here have weird blessings. Before the power reaches a certain level, these dreams cannot be destroyed. If we are involved in it, we can only destroy the dream and make the owner of the dream feel despair and fear, so as to wake them up and let us out."

Sabo introduced enthusiastically, pointing to the strange shadows one by one.

"And those are the grotesques, emmm, to be precise, the prototype of grotesques, that is, the fantasy of living beings."

Bai Yi looked at them and found that most of these monsters were distorted, such as the mutated deep-sea octopus, each sucker on its tentacles was a big eye that could only blink.

It looked very scary, but if you have the courage to stare at these eyes, you will find that these eyes have no spirit at all, no malice, no madness, and no kindness.

Only numbness and dullness remained.

"Dimensional turbulence gave birth to everything, that is to say, the roots of all living things are here, then conversely, the will of living things can also affect this great world."

"Because the root of all things is the same as here, everything in the world is born from weirdness."

Sabo said with a chuckle: "But these illusory weirdnesses are not aggressive, they are just the unique scenery here. Unless you have a weird enough mind to arouse the weird nature here, it is possible to give birth to new weirdnesses."

Sabo stretched his waist: "There is nothing else. You may encounter anything here, but everything is illusory. Just pay attention to one thing, don't be so unlucky to encounter real weirdness, or encounter dimensional storms, then basically there will be no danger."

"Okay, my friend, take out your little note, it will show us the way."

Bai Yi raised his hand and the power of the demon dimension appeared. The weirdness around him was shocked. The existence that was originally completely numb and without spirit slowly turned around and looked over here.

Sabo was startled: "Oh, my friend, did you steal your power from here?"

"No."

Bai Yi denied, but his eyes were thoughtful. The panel did not collect the God's showcase, and there was no medium to enter the dimensional turbulence. It should not be the power of stealing the dimensional turbulence.

He still had a certain understanding of the dimensional turbulence. Combined with Sabo's explanation just now and the understanding of the saints and Bai Yi, he roughly understood the nature of the demon dimension.

Every living being will leave its own traces in the grotesque.

And this trace is blessed by the power of grotesque, thus becoming a part of the grotesque here.

It's like a cycle that is getting bigger and bigger.

The dimensional turbulence created everything, and the illusory existence of the thoughts, dreams, and destiny of the living beings gave the dimensional turbulence more powerful power, thereby enhancing the upper limit of the entire world.

This cycle is benign, but the feedback between the strong and the weak is not the same for the dimensional turbulence.

The life of a weak person may be just a grotesque shadow, while the thought of a strong person may create a grotesque dimension here.

Once this balance is broken, that is, the expansion speed of the dimension or the source of weirdness exceeds the growth of the main material world, then there will be a collapse that even the saints are afraid of.

Thus starting a new cycle.

The saints are the management organizations formed spontaneously in the main world. Although the saints have no authority, their "strongest" power can complete part of the balance.

"No? That's impossible. Weirdness can only react to the power here. Your power just now was even more advanced than them, so they want to peek at you."

Sabo's words were filled with surprise, but not much fear.

If the unformed grotesque were placed on Blue Star, it would be called a mirage. If placed on Shia, it would be nothing but a wonder of the world.

Both are harmless.

Illusions cannot affect reality, so they will always remain illusions.

A window transaction contract appeared in front of Bai Bian.

A special connection arose in Bai Bian's heart.

"I don't know either, but I can feel that my power does come from here, but to be more precise, I cut off my feedback to this place, thus forming a dimensional turbulence that only belongs to me."

As White Blight spoke, his eyes turned scarlet, and the power of the evil began to spread, leading Sabo to quickly shuttle through this dimension.

Judging from Bai Yie’s own research panel results over the years.

Except for the title, skill points, and attribute points on the panel, which are all created by oneself, everything else is the inherent characteristics of White Epidemic. It just developed these characteristics and became Bai Epidemic's expertise.

In other words, for Bai Yie, the panel is more like a potential developer, allowing others to develop things that can only be opened up through continuous practice. Bai Yide can easily display them in front of his eyes and provide choices.

This golden finger is very big, but I just don’t know where the upper limit is.

But it will definitely not be less than powerful divine power.

And when it comes to powerful divine power, it may be the joint growth of Bai Yin and the panel.

No, now the white epidemic and the panel are growing together.

Because the small world management section, as well as the task system and the identification of various things, in Bai Bian's view, are some enhancements to the panel.

"This is really incredible. There is no information about you in the grotesques. Then in the eyes of those grotesques, you do not belong to this world. My friend, do you know what this means?"

"What?"

Bai Bian was stunned and looked at Sabo in surprise. He really didn't expect this level.

Sabo spread his hands and pointed in front: "It means you are a Kuroto, my friend. When you survive, we will continue the mission."

As soon as the words fell, Sabo's figure collapsed into a pile of filth and disappeared.

At the same time, the endless weird shadows, dimensional shadows and dreams around him stopped.

The entire dimensional turbulence seemed to have transformed from illusion to reality, freezing into an extremely dazzling and surreal painting, making Bai Bian feel a fatal sense of crisis deep in his heart.

Tap tap tap tap

The sound of high heels on the tiles was heard.

It was extremely crisp and melodious, which brought the sense of crisis in Bai Bian's heart to its highest point.

Bai Bian's heart skipped a beat when he heard this seemingly familiar voice.

Wouldn't it be so unlucky?

Lady of the night?