The Word Is Missing, I Am On A Business Trip To Another World

Tang Tingyun slowly landed next to the stone mortar.

Everyone jumped up on the altar and came to Tang Tingyun, expressing their concerns one after another.

Tang Tingyun said everything was fine, and then separately checked the golden oracle bone fragments, only to find a new change - all the talismans on the golden oracle bone fragments had disappeared.

"No more, all the talismans are gone?"

Zhu Ying exclaimed.

"Could this be a sign of a terrible situation?" Yao Jing said solemnly.

Everyone understands what Yao Ju means.

"Is this really true?" Maodou couldn't believe it. "Could it be that the outside world has changed now, and that... has writing really disappeared?"

Maodou looked at everyone in confusion.

Everyone looked silent.

It is now impossible to contact the outside world, but the results of the golden oracle bone matrix seem to illustrate the problem.

The ancient engraved symbols are prehistoric traces before the emergence of written civilization. If they disappear like this, does it mean that the writing of this world has also undergone fundamental changes?

Has it brought uncertain losses and disasters to Xia Territory?

No one knows and dare not speculate. Because this is really incredible.

Maybe the weather outside has changed and the words have disappeared.

When this group of people suddenly saw that this process would lead to this result, they still couldn't accept it in their hearts.

Everyone suddenly felt empty and lonely.

They understand that they have started the countdown to the destruction of civilization.

So what is the purpose and significance of their coming here? Wouldn’t he become an accomplice of the dark forces and a part of destroying civilization?

Who set up this golden armor matrix? Is it preventing the destruction of civilization, or is it destroying civilization? When the matrix results were revealed, no one knew who had been helped.

The information currently in hand is limited, and even the two senior Special Bureau operators, Mr. Gong and Yao Shiqian, cannot see through the current confusion at this time.

Suddenly, the Sanskrit sounds in the sky stopped suddenly, and there was a strange sound in the air. Everyone looked up and saw a gleaming golden letter floating below the large ring.

A mechanical voice came from the empty sky: "Civilization's Nirvana begins today, the Dark Destruction III ends, writing withers and breaks everything, the chosen messenger awakens in this life, saves civilization and resumes the plan."

As soon as the mechanical sound fell, Tang Tingyun had already taken to the air, put away the letters, and dropped them back to the altar. Everyone gathered around to watch.

The paper surface of the note was glowing with golden light and shimmering slightly. It was clean and had no words on it - it was a wordless note. Tang Tingyun checked the front and back of the letter and found that there was no trace of writing.

"Is there really no text? Or - this is a wordless heavenly book." Xiao Long was very confused.

"It's hard to judge, because it's impossible to know which period this letter was left from?" Tang Tingyun said thoughtfully.

"Let me take a look," Blackhead, who had regained consciousness, came over to check the letters.

Just now, Heitou felt disgusted with himself. After waking up, he has been "examining" himself.

However, its tone is still very black, and it reflects on itself like this: "Although it was bewitched by something, lost itself, and almost ruined a big thing, it also allowed you to see the appearance and methods of the Black Saint himself.

However, this Dharma sign is only one of them. There are many Dharma signs that have not yet been shown to you. When the Black Saint's true past life memories return, you will definitely be shocked. "

The black-headed sword is high-spirited and majestic. It’s just that everyone’s head is full of black lines—well, this is very black.

Blackhead took the letter, smelled it, and carefully touched the paper with his little paws, carefully feeling the age of the letter.

Tang Tingyun was looking forward to it, because the Black Turtle had a unique skill. It could tell the material and age of an object through the smell and touch of different materials.

Smash the blackheads and smack the little lips: "Tang Xiaoer, do you want to hear good news or bad news?"