Dimensional Codex

Founder felt that he was traveling everywhere in the world without doing anything, the sea, the swamp, the Antarctic, and now he ran to the desert ... well, considering that if there were no messy alien creatures, then this would indeed be superficial. Like a honeymoon trip with two little angels.

But the desert is not very fun.

"So boring, master."

Nimfu shook his legs and sat on Founder's knee, and Founder also yawned.

"It's boring ... hey, bear with me, it's not Antarctica after all ..."

To be honest, there are at least penguins and seals to play in Antarctica, but there is really nothing in the desert. Although the workers and explorers are in full swing, they seem boring to Founder and Nimfu is boring. After all, the yellow sand in the sky is nothing to look at. It is sand with a face and a face, and the founder of this world cannot use magic, nor can he summon a mage's mansion to touch the fish.

By the way, the old man saw Founder after that, as if the mouse had seen the cat, hiding far away. There was nothing special about Founder's thoughts. Perhaps for that old man, his voice was enough to change the other person's life, but for Founder himself, he just said a word.

Just as everyone was bored playing chess, Nimfu suddenly looked up.

"Master, the old gentleman left the camp."

"Oh?"

Hearing here, Founder was also upset.

"Is he alone?"

"No, there is another person."

"Let's go and see."

Anyway, idle is idle, all day, those explorers are directing workers to dig what stone statues, which is really not interested in this side, unless they can dig a mummy, otherwise it will be like that ... and now, The old man actually left the camp in the dark night?

I'm afraid it's not going out to bend.

Thinking of this, Founder also took Nimfu out of the tent, and then quietly followed.

Soon, in the moonlight, Founder found the figure of the old man without much effort. He stumbled in the desert, as if confused by something, and beside the old man, he followed a young man. He seemed to be an assistant sent by the University of Miscanitoke. At this moment the young man was whispering something to the old man.

Not Professor Allen.

Seeing this, Founder frowned, to know that the old man's spirit was very unstable. Originally, Fang Zheng thought that it would be Professor Allen who was with the old man, but he did not expect to be a young assistant teacher ... Shouldn't this happen next?

Think about it, think about it yourself. This is in the world of Cthulhu and not the Conan world. Where are there so many killings?

All in all, let ’s take a look and talk.

So the two sides went one after the other into the deep desert. The old man seemed aimless, but he stumbled forward like he was attracted by something. After a short time, I saw him and the young man. Came to a desert hinterland, and in this desert hinterland, you can clearly see some rectangular black buildings buried in sand without windows. They are like stones, except for a few that are almost filled with sand. Nothing outside the entrance.

And the young man was holding the old man, reaching out with a smile, saying something to the front, the old man screamed, he waved the flashlight in his hand, and seemed to want to leave. However, the young man held the old man's arm tightly and continued to whisper in his ear. After a while, the old man finally calmed down, and he began to mumble again, revealing the former form of fanaticism, A handful of young men broke free, climbing hands and feet towards the ruins.

At this time, Founder finally saw the young man beside the old man clearly.

"Ok?"

By moonlight, Founder narrowed his eyes and looked at the young man carefully. He was a dark-skinned black man or a bald man, wearing a black suit and trench coat, with a seemingly unassuming smile on his face. However, Founder can be sure that he has not met this person in the expedition team of the University of Miscanit ...

"Nimf."

"What's the matter? Master?"

"Inventory the expedition immediately."

"Yes………"

Upon hearing Founder's order, Nimfu's eyes began to flicker immediately, and after a while, she quickly responded.

"Report the owner, the number of members in the camp should be forty-nine, forty-six."

"Are we included?"

"Yes."

"well."

Upon hearing Nimfu's answer, Founder nodded, and now he can finally be sure that this person is not normal. Because, logically, if that young man is also part of the expedition, then there should be forty-five talents in the camp. After all, of the 49 people, only Founder, Nimf and the old professor left the camp, but Now, the old professor has one more person, but there are no fewer people in the camp.

In other words ... this man suddenly appeared!

Who is he?

"Can you scan what's underneath?"

"Yes, master, here is a huge building complex. It should have been a city. The construction time was probably ..."

Speaking here, the light in Nimfu's eyes flashed for a moment.

"650 million years ago."

It won't be the ancients again ... oh no, this is the desert, and those guys are frozen to death.

"There are a lot of abnormal life responses below, and it seems to be sleeping."

"Don't wake up now, let me see."

Having said that, Founder looked up, then stepped forward.

The next moment, he reached out and held the old man's shoulder.

"Well, professor, it's so late that you should go back to rest."

"Woo ...... ah?"

Perceiving that he suddenly held his hand on his shoulder, the old man turned his head blankly, staring at the Founder beside him. He widened his eyes, opened his mouth, and trembled with his hands, then he rolled his eyes and passed out.

Seeing the old man who was unconscious on the ground, Fang Zheng nodded, then he turned around and looked at the young man behind him. And the young bald black man stared at him with a smile, not surprised by the sudden appearance of Founder.

"I didn't expect this to happen ..."

"I didn't expect that someone would make a ghost in my eyes ..."

Fang Zheng stared at the bald man with a cold hum.

"You are not human."

You know, although Founder still maintains the original appearance, he has released Long Wei. The old professor was unconscious because he couldn't look directly at this Longwei. However, to the bald black man in front of him, Founder's Long Wei seemed to be non-existent and had no effect on him at all.

"Aren't you the same? This gentleman?"

Bald man grinned and spread his hands.

"To be honest, this really surprised me, but I didn't expect that there was such a presence of you ...... um ... it really surprised me."

"I was also surprised, so what are you doing here?"

Fang Zheng glared coldly at the man and asked in a low voice.

"Although I don't know who you are, you came here with your professor in the evening, probably not to see the scenery."

"You are wrong."

The bald man smiled and rubbed his hands.

"I just want to help him solve a few questions, his confusion, his problems, and the nightmare that entangled him. You see, I just want to help and have no other ideas."

"But I don't think so."

Founder shook his head.

"Frankly, I don't think you look like a good thing. The smell on your body is similar to some guys I have encountered ... well, I don't like this taste very much.

"Really? That's a pity."

The two looked at each other with smiles. For a moment, it seemed as if the wind blowing across the desert was dying, and there was nothing but silence.

The next moment, when Founder right-handedly moved, the dark sword suddenly appeared, at the same time, the sand beneath his feet suddenly sunken downward, and then a huge, earth-like monster suddenly rushed out of it, widening enough Swallowed a **** mouth of a container, and bite at Fangzheng!

"Humph!"

Facing the monster that was as big as a truck in front of him, Founder snorted softly. The dark sword in his hand brought a flaming light from top to bottom, splitting the monster directly in half from the middle of the body, and then the flame suddenly burst. Rises, then disappears in an instant, leaving only a large swath of black and gray falling with the wind. Then the Founder stepped forward, the big sword in his hand pierced the chest of the bald man straight.

"Ga --- !!!!"

At this time, another long pterosaur-like bird descended from the sky. Its body was similar to that of pterosaurs, and the head was the head of a horse. The sharp minions flickered in the darkness, and then melted instantly. In order for the blood clots to disappear, the horse's head even kept his mouth wide open and the expression of the straight charge, but before it landed, it was burned under the devour of flames.

At the same time, Fang Zheng stabbed at the bald man in front of him.

"Oh!"

The sharp sword penetrated the man's chest, but even if he was fatally injured ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ the man still smiled.

"It's so interesting, it seems to be a very interesting existence ..."

As the man spoke, the next moment Founder saw the body of the bald man suddenly swell, and then a "bang" burst, and then a huge figure emerged from it!

It was a human existence, but there were no palms and fingers on his two arms, but smooth tentacles. Not only that, but even more striking, his head was also a long, like Elephant nose-like tentacles!

"———————!"

"It's you!?"

Founder was also very surprised to see the original shape of the monster in front of him. If the bald black man just let him think of it a bit, then the monster now is enough to show his true identity!

That's the Chaos of Chaos, one of the three pillars of gods-Nayla Tortip!

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