Chapter 412 (2/2)
The golden line adjusts the direction instantaneously, stretches out along the curve, and gallops towards the direction of the curve.
The space composed of innumerable cyan lines is rapidly retreating. If you have time to stay, you can find that the shapes of those spaces are quite similar to the shapes of some objects in the real world, but they are much more abstract and strange than their concrete objects.
Where the golden thread passes, most of the cyan lines are very quiet, and some of them seem to be clever enough to dodge in time. However, a few of the cyan lines are unreasonably entangled, chasing Tong Liya's thinking.
For a moment, Tong Liya wants to stop, but her intuition tells her that she can't stop. Although the blue lines have some familiar taste, it's not a good time to contact them. Li Xinyan's thinking has controlled strog's consciousness, and to some extent, it has produced entanglement of consciousness. We must quickly separate them, otherwise they will entangle together and cause harm to two people at the same time.
Another reason is that Li Xinyan's power of control has not yet taken shape. For an unformed consciousness, he can't distinguish between his own consciousness and the boundary lost by others. At this time, if you stop, you may be able to recognize those memories in your mind, but if you are also entangled by Li Xinyan's consciousness, it is possible that your memory and thinking will also be absorbed by Li Xinyan's consciousness! That's what's going to happen, and even tirathus can't make it clear.
In the growing period of independent consciousness, everything is possible.
Time seems to be a flash, and it seems that after a long time, in front of a bright, void in the emergence of a huge space. The center of the space is a mass of purple threads, which are messy and bright. Originally, they seem to have the ability to leave here, but they can not form a powerful flow of thinking to leave here. There are a large number of small honeycomb like spaces on the space barriers above the sky and under the soles of the feet. A lot of cyan light stretches out from numerous small honeycomb like spaces and binds the purple threads in layers, making them unable to easily combine and flow. We can't see what function cyan light is, but its power can't be underestimated.
The light of purple thread changes rapidly. Tong Liya can recognize it as Morse code as soon as she can distinguish it. It seems that stroge is also in a hurry. There is no other good way to send her a message.
”Your Highness, be careful! This is a trap! ” Strog reminded her.
”Trap?” Tong Liya was surprised. Is Li Xinyan intelligent enough to make traps? But it was too late for her to react, and two Cyans had wrapped around her back from behind, entangled with the golden line.
9837717412……
A string of digital viruses lights up on both cyan and gold lines at the same time.
And the purple thread group was surprised to see the place where the two intertwined, countless star clusters lit up like fireworks in the world.
Strog distinguish out, it is not fireworks, but Li Xinyan's thinking forced from Tong Liya's thinking out of the memory! That series of numbers is not only the storage address of memory in Li Xinyan's mind, but also the storage address of that memory in Tong Liya's mind.
And Tong Liya immediately felt a voice, which was Li Xinyan's: ”who am I?”