Chapter 825 Xing’s Attempt

wooden house.

The power of the delusion passed, and the subordinate's body, which originally only had a head, grew back in an incredible way. Flesh and muscle, and then memory filling. Taking his palm away, the intact subordinate opened his eyes. He looked around with a blank expression, and the fragmented memories were reconnected.

"Big boss"

The resurrected subordinate was about to tell the boss the news he had learned, but was interrupted as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Go down, the mission is still the same as before."

Wu Chong waved his hand and dismissed the tool man.

He was too lazy to take care of the troubles in the imperial court. He could just settle them when the erosion here was complete. The court didn't have the face to devote all its energy to dealing with it.

"yes."

The subordinate was stunned for a moment, nodded quickly and left.

After sending away his subordinates, Wu Chong turned his attention to the table again.

When Tang Qiaoqiao broke in before, he was experimenting with the 'Star' and there were already some signs of success. Now that I'm back, it's natural to continue the research I left off.

"seal up."

Wu Chong tapped his fingers on the table twice.

An ink painting was developed to isolate the inside of the wooden house from the outside world. Without his permission, it is impossible for outsiders to break in, let alone see the experiments inside. Tang Qiaoqiao didn't see anything when she peeked in before, but when she was able to break in later, it was Wu Chong who gave her permission.

bass!

A flame rose up on the table. After lighting the flame, Wu Chong grabbed a black insect and threw it into it, turning the flame the size of a candle into a fire.

Burning in front of you, without any warmth.

The desktop was not burned black either.

This is a flame that exists in consciousness. As the flame sways, that weird frequency appears again and continues to strengthen. With Wu Chong's current strength, he was dizzy when he saw the black flames and almost couldn't sit still.

"Simulate the test of a stone hammer and see the power of disaster. You are really a madman."

In his mind, the sound of silhouettes of freehands sounded.

For normal world masters, disaster-level world masters are a trouble they cannot avoid, and only a few extremists would want to obtain this power. In the Sea of ​​Chaos, apart from the disaster-level world masters, the accumulation of order can also reach the corresponding level. This kind of normally promoted world master is called the Lord of Order, and the corresponding is the Lord of Disaster.

It's just that both order and disaster are too far away for ordinary world masters. Many world masters have never seen the Lord of Disaster from birth to death, and only think that the sea of ​​chaos is like this.

Wu Chong, who had never seen the ancient god Qi before, thought so.

"Sooner or later, we will encounter troubles, so we naturally have to find ways to deal with them in advance."

Wu Chong did not explain anything to Freehand Silhouette Chi, nor did he tell her the secret of the panel he had. Although the other party has been assimilated by him using dream eating, he is still cautious.

"The frequency you used this time is already ten times that of using the stone hammer before. Be careful! Don't train yourself to death."

Chi's voice sounded again. Although she was not optimistic about Wu Chong's behavior, as a parasitic host, she still hoped that Wu Chong could survive. Otherwise, traces of her existence may really disappear in this world.

"rest assured."

Wu Chong put his hand on the flame.

The familiar distortion in the consciousness was suddenly magnified to the limit, and the consciousness also appeared in a trance, as if it was about to be forcibly pulled into the world of consciousness in the next moment.

"star!"

Wu Chong's eyebrows lit up with a star. This is the 'star' he made, and it is also the bearing point he obtained after Wang Zhong fused the glass beads.

The emergence of stars made Wu Chong's consciousness slightly more stable, but soon this stability was broken. All the scenes in the whole house emerged, reality and consciousness overlapped, and Wu Chong only felt dizzy. Drowsily, looking around, the real wooden houses and ink paintings are constantly distorting and changing in front of my eyes.

For a moment, he couldn't tell the difference between reality and illusion.

"Your star is too watery. Although Shichui's world has been strengthened, it still cannot reach the level of a disaster-level world master. The 'star' you are simulating now is slightly stronger, let alone carrying disaster-level power. I don’t think I can handle it even if I have a little bit of consciousness, I’m just the same guy.”

Chi's evaluation sounded in his mind.

"Looking good?"

Wu Chong narrowed his eyes, and the distorted and overlapping reality and illusion were instantly frozen. I saw him reaching out and slapping the 'rockery' in front of him.

boom! ! !

If you can't tell the difference, don't tell it apart.

Regardless of reality or distorted consciousness, just destroy them all.

A large wave of air exploded instantly, the flames on the table split into countless flames, and the floor of the real wooden house was smashed into a big pit by Wu Chong. The illusory and twisted rockery was also blown up by him. In his consciousness, roaring deformed thoughts emerged, roaring into the air.

This kind of monster that exists in the consciousness space appears in both the consciousness space and reality under the power of Wu Chong. The hot power escapes from the translucent balloon body.

The temperature in the room increased visibly.

If it were a normal wooden house, it would have been razed to the ground by Wu Chong's explosive power, but Wu Chong had made arrangements long before the experiment. The explosive power did not break through the seal, and was perfectly compressed within the wooden house.

After the explosion, Wu Chong sobered up a little, and the distortion was no longer so strong.

After realizing this, Wu Chong made a thought and decisively opened a passage to the other world.

"What are you going to do?"

Chi subconsciously felt something was wrong in his mind.

"Isn't there still a lot of pollution left in Ancient God Prayer? I'll take some back to practice with."

As he spoke, Wu Chong's arm passed through the door of the other world and landed on a piece of charred land.

A large group of crazy natives noticed this hand and rushed towards him desperately. The eyes of these natives were blood red, their bodies were withered, and they were covered only by a piece of skin. The strange thing is that every inch of land they walk on will leave fire footprints under their feet. These footprints are like poison, constantly eroding the world. The process is the same as Wu Chong's delusion, but this force is more domineering and the methods are more barbaric.

"Are you crazy?!"

Chi suddenly lost his composure. He knew that Wu Chong would encounter the power left by Ancient God Qi sooner or later, but he had never seen such an encounter. This was not the attitude towards a disaster-level world lord. People who didn’t know better thought he was catching chickens in his own yard!

His palm landed on the dark earth, and a poisonous aura spread down his arm.

The soil he was holding turned into black sand, like the debris left behind after radiation. Some wild people even climbed onto Wu Chong's arm and started biting crazily, trying to pass on the pollution to him.

"It erodes really fast."

Wu Chong glanced at it and retracted his hand.

The temporarily opened passages to the other world merged again, and he brought out a wild monster with flames all over his body.

grumble?

The burning wild man was stunned. He raised his head and looked around.

He found that the familiar scene was gone, and those of the same kind who were attacking his arms with him had also disappeared. It came to a strange scene, and a strange man was sitting in front of him.