Chapter 281 (1/2)
Smoke tirathamis is a little busy.
Compared with the last time when the hot sun invaded Li Xinyan's body, the smog this time was much lighter. There was occasional lightning in the fog. Although it was not much, it was very destructive. From one end of the smog, it could almost pass through to the other end of the smog, pointing to the orange ”sun” in the sky.
It seems that there is no good way to smoke tirathamis, only to add a stick to the place where the lightning is about to appear, so that the space where the lightning is coming will emerge large rolling clouds, and the lightning will not be able to completely penetrate the smoke and attack the ”sun” hanging in the air.
Tirathamis of the wireframe world appeared in his world without warning. A flash of lightning came from under the clouds at this time. There was no time for the smoke tiratimus to remind him, and the lightning fell on the wireframe tiratimus.
”Why are you... Here?” After the flash, tirathamis had just enough time to say such a greeting. Then he said: ”poor thing, it's going to disappear. There's no time to say hello. ”
But the lightning disappeared, and the wireframe tirathamis didn't disappear. Instead, it looked better, and even the lines that made up him almost doubled. The wireframe tiratimus stretched under the gaze of smoke tiratimus's eyes, then looked at the smoke. Tiratimus said a little deeply: ”you look... Like you're missing something.”
”Well? What? ” Smoke tirathamis looked up and down at him, not understanding what he was saying.
Wireframe tirathamis raised his finger and pointed his head with the finger made of wireframe, ”intelligence.” He said.
It seems that when tiramis buried these handles in Li Xinyan's body, they did not bury too much of their own will. They only had the part of consciousness they needed. Therefore, there was not much common language between these tiramis consciousness residues.
Smoke tirathamis for a moment, not angry, but asked: ”what do you want that for?”
”If you can't stop it, you should go and see what's discharging at the other end of the smoke,” said wireframe tirathamisch
”You should see that, too?” ”My main task is to intercept these nerve damaging external attacks, and exploration is not what I'm good at,” he said
”... well, that's right.” Timothy nodded, turned and left. Now that Timothy said so, it was easy for him to see. As soon as it moves, the wireframe tirathamis turns into a streamer and flashes away. Where he had stood, a stick of smoke swept across.
From the back of the large smoke screen to the front of the smoke screen, the wireframe tiratimus arrived almost instantaneously. In the starry sky in front of him, an incredible scene was unfolding.
In front of this vast star field, there are hundreds of golden cubes whose size can not be judged. These cubes are suspended in the air independently and separated from each other. Inside the cube, a purple whirlpool is spinning violently. No matter from that angle, the part inside each cube is not an independent whirlpool, but a part of the same whirlpool.
That is to say, a whirlpool is divided into several pieces by the force of position, rotating in the space where the cube is located.