Invade the World

Chapter 365: (superior)

Chapter 365 (Part 1)

"That's... human eyes?"

Xu Xiangyang suddenly felt that the wind blowing in front of him was a little cold, as if it could drill down the sleeves of people all the way, quickly penetrate shirts and flesh, and get cold into the blood vessels.

The huge eyeballs look straight down, and the surface of the pupils reflects the scenery of the entire city, and even flexibly rotates, as if to prove that this is not a device or an illusion of a person.

Because of the relationship between angle and distance, its diameter is difficult to estimate. Xu Xiangyang and others can only see the curvature of the lens; if they are under the eyeball, they may only see the white of the eye or part of the pupil.

But he felt that it was at least tens of thousands of meters, enough for everyone in the center of the city to look up and see.

Even if he had nightmares at night, he had never done something so outrageous.

So, if psychics and mediums are going to be stunned to see such a sight... Ordinary people? Can they see?

Xu Xiangyang still remembers that the giant Xiaoan pinched by Lin Xingjie was indeed seen by ordinary people at that time; and the scene about it will become more and more clear.

In the end, more than half of the people who passed by or lived in the nearby area noticed the vision in the sky, and then concentrated under the hotel building.

This eye might do the same thing…

Just when he was worried about this, he wondered if it was just an illusion, Xu Xiangyang felt that he could really hear the shouts of people from the city.

Full of anxiety, panic, doubt and disbelief.

He is in the scene and can feel the same.

He stood on the high hills in the wilderness on the outskirts of the city, but in a trance he thought he was in the middle of a certain street in the center of Jinjiang City. Surrounded by a hustle and bustle of people pushing and shoving each other, they passed him by.

He can even smell the smell floating in the air, hear the voices of different people talking, see the traffic lights on the sidewalk in the distance flashing colorfully, and feel the sultry heat of rubbing shoulders and pushing through the crowd...

He found that more than one person was looking up at the sky. Those who walked on the street, walked out of shops, parked in vehicles on the side of the road, and stuck out windows in nearby buildings.

Everyone has different faces and looks, and their expressions range from trance to stunned.

Although this is not possible from a distance.

He vaguely remembered that place, he had been there before, more than once; but now, he is standing ten kilometers away from that street, surrounded by not the surging sea of people, but his relatives and friends.

is wrong.

Xu Xiangyang covered one ear and found that the voice was real. It was weak but strong, always lingering in the ear, and it did not disappear because of his movements.

…Is my psychic abilities at work?

I heard that there is a rare mental illness in the world called "synaesthesia" - it is the rhetorical technique of "using one sense to describe another sense" that the teacher in Chinese class talked about, when it happens to real people the resulting situation.

In the sensory system of people with synesthesia, numbers and words are colored, as well as shapes, textures, and emotions. For example, when they are eating, they will hear sounds, smell smells when they hear sounds, and have specific fantasies when they see things of different colors...

If psychic ability is a sixth sense beyond the human senses, or even a more transcendental sense, perhaps it will also present itself in the form of "synesthesia".

But he never seemed to have encountered the same thing in the past. Is it because at that time he was still very slow?

What does this mean?

Does mean that my ability has become stronger?

Why?

Have I done anything?

Is it because of the so-called "big scenes" in succession these days that some kind of stress response has arisen?

"Whose eyes?" While Xu Xiangyang was thinking seriously, Lin Xingjie was more concerned about what was happening at the moment.

"Which medium did it again?"

"A medium can't do that."

Zhu Qingyue shook her head.

"That's the 'God Media'?"

"I don't know the difference between the two, but it might be appropriate to add a 'god' to the original word to describe a kind of unimaginable power."

Lin Xingjie nodded slightly, agreeing with the monitor's idea. She added:

"The word existed before today. In other words, somewhere in the world, at some point in the past, the same thing happened long ago as it does today."

"Makes sense."

"What was the result at that time? How did the dust settle in the end? Everyone seems to be unaware of this matter, and everyone continues to live their normal lives..."

"Who knows."

Zhu Qingyue smiled.

"Be patient, maybe we'll know the answer right away."

…

I don't know how long ago, standing on the wasteland "Goddess", suddenly began to raise her arms.

She slowly pointed her finger to the sky of the city.

From the illusory fingertips, the white light that seems to be able to erase all things and sights in the world and transfer its space again began to gather thickly and thickly.

At the same time, the huge eyeball in the cloud hole in the center of the sky also seemed to have noticed the change here and began to look in this direction.

A majestic and majestic war that can only happen in mythology seems to be about to kick off—

"Who is that?"

When Li Hengzhu was completely distracted by the eyes in the sky, as if he was addicted to it, roars and roars came from the ruins of the factory behind him, and a small figure stood on the top of the centipede monster, flying into the sky, come to the level of him standing on the statue.

"Is that Hades?"

LP's tone seemed to be asking him, but it sounded more like a statement.

"That's right, Hades." Li Hengzhu's eyes were still firmly locked in the direction just now, without turning back, "Your predecessor died in his hands."

"I have nothing to do with the 'King Gu', don't expect to anger me with such words."

Sitting on the head of the majestic giant centipede, the girl looks thinner due to the disparity between the two.

"Indeed. King Gu died because his arrogance was too arrogant, provoked public anger, and even tried to secretly manipulate some mercenaries and drug dealers to invade other countries' frontier territories..." Li Heng said slowly, "So he died in the right place."

LP raised his arms.

"You can say this more clearly."

Li Hengzhu then turned to look at her, and found that on the white lotus root-like arm, a dripping eyeball grew, which looked twisted and weird.

"I'm using my own body, you know what that means."

As he spoke, Luang Po used the fingers of his other hand to stab the eye growing on his arm, trying to dig out the **** lens.

During this process, Luang Po's one eye was closed, her face was contorted by the intense pain, her face was pale and sweating profusely, as if her fingers were digging out her own eyeball.

Despite this, she never let out a cry of pain and remained silent.

After a while, Luang Po finally dug out the proliferating eyeballs on his arms and threw them aside. All that was left on her hand was a hole-like **** wound that was still bleeding.

Li Hengzhang quietly watched her finish this matter, and then he stopped talking about the topic just now, but changed the question.

"It's my turn to ask."

He pointed to the other side of the city.

"What's the situation with that 'woman' over there?"

"She was summoned by her 'child'." Long Po replied, "If I'm not mistaken, there is only one person in this world who can do this across the ocean."

"Oh?"

"The current president of the Stargazing Club."

"...I thought that old guy was already dead." Li Heng scratched his hair, "So, there must be a fight between the two sides?"

"Yes, there will be a fight."

"What about the two of us? Continue?"

The man's tone was slightly hesitant.

When hearing this sentence, there was finally a smile in Long Po's calm eyes.