Release that Witch

After hearing the last sentence, Roland couldn't help but tremble.

Why is there a battle of divineness in the world of dreams?

He looked at Garcia, the latter's look was unchanged, and he didn't know if he knew this or didn't care.

Roland had to suppress the doubts in his heart. Under the guidance of the lights, he followed the crowd and walked toward the square.

At the end of the day, he discovered that there are many honeycomb-shaped passages embedded in the towering stone walls. Whether it is from the ground or the transfer between the passages, it is necessary to take the elevator hanging on the guide rails. Before the square was lit, I didn't think it was. Now that the view is dim, dozens of elevators that run up and down like a floating firefly, which makes people feel like they are in a future city.

However, this design looks beautiful, but it is extremely inconvenient to use. If it is built in the city center as a landmark, it will be considered. Who is it to be buried under the ground? In the event of an emergency such as a fire or power outage, the escape does not know where to escape.

Of course, it is a common violation to build the headquarters on the ground floor. If you just want to prevent others from invading or confidentiality, you can't say it.

If it is not for the martial arts associations to spend more money, there must be other reasons.

After entering the 24th passage, Roland found that the ground under his feet was also a transfer ladder, and he could advance automatically as long as he stood still.

Such a handwriting is simply amazing.

Garcia seemed to see his doubts and shrugged. "It used to be a mine. The elevator passage on the wall just took advantage of the abandoned mine roads. Of course, some of them were newly cut. It depends on the erosion. speed."

“Erosion occurs in the mine?”

"Inaccurate, but you can think so for the time being."

"So the association is to prevent the spread of erosion and build the headquarters on the ground?"

Garcia showed a strange look. "No, there is nothing to stop the erosion from expanding. The headquarters is not eroding, but those who are not well-intentioned."

Seeing what Roland wants to ask, she shook her head gently. "When you see it, you will understand."

The passage quickly led the pedestrian to another hall, which was quite a bit like a stair meeting room, with the ground falling down until the bottom formed a podium. The defense measures here are obviously much stricter. The martial arts homes wearing the same costumes can be seen everywhere. They stand on the sides of the hall with no expression on their faces, staring indifferently at the newcomers who have just arrived, and have no welcome.

Say good martial arts characters are straightforward and enthusiastic? Roland is in his heart, so he treats the awakened by the new entry. No wonder people don't want to join.

After everyone was seated, the chief disciple once again boarded the stage.

She did not say a word, she opened a curtain on the stage and revealed the huge glass box below.

Roland couldn't help but frown.

I saw a dark red "crystal" in the box, suspended in the center like no weight, which reminded him of the magic core of Takira. But the power of nature in the dream world is not as powerful as the magic, and the crystal has almost no substantial sense. It is a bit like a poor sample made with 3d projections, and you can look at the serious look. It’s not like joking.

"this is……"

"Erosion." Garcia said quietly, "or "holes." ”

"What?" Roland groaned.

“There is only a small part of it on the stage,” she sighed. “Our world is becoming riddled with holes, which is the essence of erosion.”

"I think, some of you have already guessed it, or you feel it." He swept the audience and said in a word, "There is an evil force that has entered our world. It has made the demon people emerge in an endless stream, which is a serious threat. The safety of the awakened. But I want to say that this concept is wrong, there is never any evil power, it is just... a superposition from another world."

The audience suddenly lost.

"What do you mean? Can you make it clear?"

"What does another world mean?"

"When did the martial arts association change the Academy?"

"What is the demon, what about aliens?"

It is completely different from the performance of real newcomers. Those who have long awakened the power of nature do not care about the identity of the other party's chief disciple, and scream directly.

"Silence," I don't want to move. "If there is anything, wait until you see the next show."

With her words, the glass box slowly rises and exposes the "crystal". Then there were three hanging rods on the top of the podium, and each camera was hung on the top of the pole. At the same time, the wall behind the beak was also lit up. It turned out to be a huge screen with three different angles. From three cameras.

Roland soon noticed a phenomenon that made his scalp numb.

No matter which direction the camera is taken, the irregular crystal always shows a look.

How can this be?

Shouldn't it be a perfect sphere to do this?

There are **** things that represent discontinuous changes. It must be visually different from each other, but he does not find a trace of turning in the three pictures, as if it were not an object. It is a piece of erythema on the screen.

His brain has subconsciously identified it as a virtual image, and the crystal itself does not exist.

But Lu’s next move surprised Roland.

I saw that the chief disciple took over the iron bar handed by an assistant and inserted it straight into the red crystal. The stick did not penetrate the shadow as he expected, but disappeared directly in front of everyone. Through the screen, you can see that the three cameras faithfully restored the original appearance of the iron rod. The traces on the polished surface are clearly identifiable, and the angle is completely no problem. The erythema remains as it is, just like the three iron rods are different. Angle... penetrated into the same place in general.

When he pulled it back, the stick in his hand was a bit less.

The hall was quietly quiet.

In the face of such a vision, everyone fell silent, as if an invisible hand had caught their mouth.

It took a while for someone to stand up and say, "Can I take a look at the stage?"

"Please, please." He nodded.

The man walked onto the podium and stared at the red crystal for a long time. He suddenly sighed and reached out and grabbed his skin with a light-colored silver light, which clearly used the power of nature. The warriors who can do this step can't be underestimated. Roland once heard Garcia say that driving the force of nature to the outside is, to a certain extent, close to the demon, and ordinary weapons can't be hurt. If you want to practice this kind of skill, you are not a talented person, or a life-and-death struggle that has been going through many years, far stronger than the average martial artist.

This is probably the capital of their eyes.

With your hands on your back, you don’t mean anything.

Then there was a scream of screaming, the man did not catch anything at all, and the palm of his hand crossed the crystal without any obstacles, but the part that was in contact with it was like a steel rod, disappeared without a trace, and he raised his hand, wrist There is only half a slap in the blood!

Everyone invariably took a breath.

Roland now understands that the words that Garcia said mean, "You definitely don't want to touch it," because any contact will only turn into nothingness.

When the injured were taken to the treatment by the martial arts family, several people stood up again, hoping to go to the stage, and the cockroaches should be down one by one, but this batch of people was more careful when they observed it. In the end, the chief disciple simply arranged for everyone to take turns to get a close look at the incredible scene.

Roland is no exception.

When it was his turn to step on the stage, he pretended to have nothing to do and turned around the crystal for two laps, but his heart picked up a huge wave.

The corrugated red light that surges inside it seems to have met!

In the realm of the gods, he also saw similar scenes.

In that field, the red light that stands high above the head is the red moon.