Call of Eschatology

"Here is the Temple of Eternity."

After Jin Jia said this, Wen Yufang was relieved from the inexplicable dizziness. He released his arm holding Jin Jia and looked around.

At the entrance, there are lush green everywhere. This grassland has a large range, but it seems to exist in isolation. Wenyu can see the boundary of the grassland, endless space and time turbulent surging, but can not interfere with the existence of the interior.

In the distance, in the middle of the grassland, a magnificent hall stands upright. Wen Yu can feel it from the outside. The hall in the distance seems to be an earth-centered source with an infinite source of power.

"here is……"

Wenyu asked as she looked around.

"The kind of dimensional interlayers may be two-dimensional and three-dimensional interlayers, they may be interlayers between higher dimensions, or they may be interlayers of the physical and spiritual worlds. In short ... I am not quite sure."

Jin Jia leaked some information to Wen Yu with a bitter smile, and then another voice sounded.

"You don't need to know so much. You just need to know. This is the place where your culture is buried, that's enough!"

With the sound, No. 2's figure suddenly appeared on the side of Jin Jia, and the dirt on his body had already been washed away. However, the faint odor exuded caused Wenyu to frown fiercely.

"Where's the beggar ..."

Wenyu made a salty sound and then said to Jin Jia with a smile.

"Let's go and take me to see your boss."

"I'm afraid you can't see the Lord directly."

Facing Wen Yu's initiative, Jin Jia smiled bitterly.

"The latest order, Lord, let me take you to the Hall of Contemplation, Lord now, something else."

Wen Yu was shocked.

This important matter should be Tang Haofei itself.

At the same time, Wen Yu also has his own understanding of the current situation ...

The so-called hall of contemplation should be the prison where you stay, whether you can get out of prison, whether to be executed immediately or to be suspended ... These all depend on the dialogue between the master and Tang Haofei!

...

The ruler's hall.

Here is the core of the Temple of Eternity, the abode of the Lord, and the place where everything is determined.

In the past, unless it was the last moment of the plan, no guardian of the non-treasure land could enter this place. However, today, a 'Sleeping Beauty' has broken the hidden rule of the master.

The cohesive, substance-like white light shrouds the body of the dominator, making it impossible to see the true face of the dominator.

He stood aside, gazing at Tang Haofei in his sleep, and for a while, the master raised his hand.

The palm covered by white light and the palm cast by the power of the origin slowly brushed on Tang Haofei's forehead. He just rubbed the black crystal on Tang Haofei's forehead, but did not know how to proceed.

That's right, the master can't solve the cost of Tang Haofei's power, the master can't solve the problem of changing races, the master is not everything ...

The so-called twelve levels is just a collective term. The twelve levels of the master and the demon master are not the same concept as the twelve levels represented by the will of the planet.

As the strongest under the professional system, the twelve levels of the master and the demon represent that their total energy is equivalent to the will of the planet, and individuals with a height of several meters are similar to a world in terms of total energy. Naturally, there is a gap between the strengths of the two-they destroy a world, just like playing!

This is the difference between steel and cotton!

But success is also a **** stone, defeat is also a **** stone.

Even at the twelfth level, it is still inseparable from the rules of the **** stone-they only have twelve skills.

The limitation of skills allows the power of the master and the demon to exist to some extent. Of course, as the host of the **** stone, the master and the demon are necessarily special in some way.

Masters can express omniscience, they can also express omnipotence. However, in the two aspects of the price of power and ethnic conversion, the master is really powerless.

Think of the price of power ...

The master looked at Tang Haofei, his expression suddenly stunned, he stroked Tang Haofei's forehead lightly, the soul power spread, it seemed that he wanted to invade Tang Haofei's mind world.

However, with the surge of soul power, at this moment, the Temple of Eternity trembled suddenly. It seemed that a strange change had occurred. The Lord sensed such a change, and he immediately retracted his hand, and sighed.

"Bring Wenyu here."

He said so.

...

Hall of contemplation.

Wen Yu sat in a chair and looked at the surrounding environment.

The pure white hall has no trace of variegations, and the interior decoration is poorly decorated-overall, it looks like an enlarged version of the promotion space.

After Jin Jia sent Wenyu here, he disappeared, and Wenyu didn't bother to care about what would happen to him. In this so-called 'House of Contemplation', Wenyu's heart seemed to be completely calm. Everything becomes irrelevant, and time and space seem to lose their meaning.

Quiet ... serene ...

But the extreme tranquility is an endless torture. At this moment, Wenyu has a certain hunch.

Once this talk collapses, I am afraid that here is the eternal cage of my avatar.

But soon, before Wenyu was tired of staying here, the door of the hall of contemplation suddenly opened, and the tall body of No. 2 strode inward.

Seeing No. 2, Wen Yu deliberately put on a disgusted expression while fanning his nose and mouth. This scene made No. 2's face dark, but soon, No. 2 showed a gloating expression. He sat Opposite to Wenyu, the police spoke slowly as if the police interrogated the prisoner.

"How is it? The environment here is okay?"

Wen Yu nodded.

"Very good, very suitable for people like me who are busy on business. After all, this quiet environment gives me more time to think. Some beggars come to the eye and bring the smell of the house."

No. 2 was breathing shortly, but soon, some inner fluctuations were eliminated by No. 2 himself. He looked at Wenyu and slowly spoke.

"In fact, this so-called contemplative hall is one of the favorite architectures of the master, because the environment here helps to dominate the thinking. Usually, the treasurers of our treasure land encounter problems and will also borrow the hall of contemplation. "

"But do you know? Actually there is another use here ..."

"penalty."

Wen Yu nodded, signalling that he understood exactly what the so-called another use of No. 2 was.

It is analogous to detention and confinement, the small black room, where the colors, layout, and everything else meet the standards of the small black room.

Staying short is not a penalty, but staying long, this ultimate quietness and loneliness will completely crush one's spirit and will!

But ... with Wen Yu's strength, his life will be very long, very long ...