I'm trapped in a cube

"Are the members of the Jingye tribe willing to be made into weapons?" Mo Ling asked curiously.

"They don't have any opinions. As a living being, as a shadow weapon, or as a complete blend of darkness, they are all part of the darkness. There is no difference. It's just a different carrier. The members of that tribe all think so. Their ideas are hard to understand."

Han Chao's tone was also puzzled. Obviously, he didn't know much about this tribe.

"After the tribe fell apart, we rarely saw members of the Jingye tribe. We can still see members of other tribes occasionally. I don't know where they went..."

Han Chao came up to Mo Ling and asked, "Can you show me your weapon?"

Hearing Han Chao's request, Mo Ling raised his arm and moved the shadow weapon attached to his hand over.

However, the shadow on his arm seemed to be escaping and hid directly in Mo Ling's other hand.

Seeing this, Hanchao was also stunned, and murmured in confusion: "It is avoiding me... Why is it like this?"

The black shadow ball shrank directly into Mo Ling's hair. Mo Ling could still feel it and control it, but the shadow ball resisted and was unwilling to go to Hanchao.

Mo Ling tried again, only to find that the shadow was not unwilling to go to Hanchao, but——unwilling to leave him.

"It seems to have to be attached to me..."

Mo Ling explained to Hanchao in some confusion.

"The shadow weapon does not have the limitation of not being able to get away, not to mention that it is an autonomous weapon made by the Jingye tribe, which can fight away from the master. How can it be attached?"

Hanchao looked at Mo Ling very puzzled, and gave up the idea of ​​checking this shadow weapon.

"Maybe it has other reasons..."

Mo Ling felt the dark shadow on his arm, could clearly sense its existence, and could also issue any command to it, except——leaving his body.

This shadow weapon seemed to be designed with an underlying code, which must be attached to Mo Ling's underlying code. No matter what behavior it makes or what changes it undergoes, there will be a "base point" attached to Mo Ling.

"Why is this?"

Mo Ling told Han Chao about his feelings, but Han Chao didn't know why.

"Maybe you have to communicate with the Jingye tribe in the weapon yourself, and patiently ask about this weapon until they tell you... This is the only way to understand this weapon."

"Okay."

At this point, Han Chao has said everything he can tell Mo Ling, and he can only rely on himself next.

It was at this time that Han Qin came back.

"Chief! I have already notified them, what should I do next?"

Hearing Han Qin's question, Han Chao looked at the twisted mountains behind him.

"Set a trap and wait for the flame to come by itself."

"Will the flame come by itself?" Han Qin didn't react for a while.

"Of course, the mark has been planted, it will definitely come, it's just a matter of time."

Speaking of this, Han Qin immediately looked at Mo Ling.

The heart above her head trembled, and the blood vessels began to shake excitedly.

"What a coincidence, you are here."

Mo Ling had killed the flame, and of course he was also planted with the flame mark, and would be hunted endlessly by the flame, and he could naturally become the bait in this trap.

Listening to Han Qin's words, Mo Ling was stunned and replied:

"Yes..."

"What a coincidence."

...

These countless coincidences seemed to form a curve, connecting the entire night together.

The Hanye tribe quickly entered a state of war preparedness. They were like a machine that had been wound up long ago. When Mo Ling arrived, the spring began to run.

The cold tide led the tribesmen of the Hanye tribe to transform this twisted mountain, waiting for the arrival of the flame.

And Mo Ling didn't have to do anything. He just had to stand there, like the third axis on the three-dimensional coordinate system, fixing the flowing time and space together, and everything around him would naturally start to move...

The tribesmen of the Han Ye tribe turned into intersecting time and space curves, shuttling back and forth in the mountains, meeting at the same coordinate point of time and space, separating, and then meeting again.

During this time, Mo Ling also heard a legend about darkness from Han Qin...

...

It is said that a long, long time ago, time and space had not been separated, nor had they started to move, and the world was in chaos.

There was a giant god named Darkness who slept for a long, long time in this chaotic world.

One day, Darkness suddenly woke up. He saw chaos around him, time and space were not moving, nothing changed, and everything was dead silent.

He felt that the world should not be like this.

So he picked up his weapon and slashed at the chaos in front of him.

With a loud bang, those chaotic things gradually dispersed.

Things that slowly moved forward became time, and things that slowly expanded became space.

After time and space separated, darkness was afraid that they would merge again, so it began to monitor them.

Time kept extending forward, and darkness kept extending forward with time.

Space kept expanding, and darkness kept expanding with space.

After an unknown amount of time, time and space gradually stabilized, and darkness was so tired that its consciousness blurred, and it could only continue to extend and expand according to inertia.

After Dark's consciousness began to blur, his body changed greatly:

Various creatures began to appear in his body, and the first to be born were the Dark Races. They were in different time and space and were also given different powers.

The Dark's weapons were distributed to different tribes, and the Dark Races gained the ability to make weapon fragments, and according to different powers, they could make different parts of weapons.

At the same time, various regular areas appeared in Dark's body.

These areas constantly changed their positions in the darkness according to the extension and expansion of time and space.

As the darkness expanded, creatures from other worlds also came here.

They brought the nemesis of darkness - light.

It could be a ball of fire or an electric current.

It could be a lamp or a firework.

Light is a simple thing that can be easily created, but it can cause great damage to the weak darkness.

However, the darkness was powerless to resist, and it had to continue to move forward with time and space...

The tribesmen of the Quiet Night Tribe once asked the darkness why it continued to extend.

But they could not interpret the answer they got.

…

"This world is like a curtain. Only when the curtain is opened, the things inside will start to work. The reason why it is chaotic here is that the audience has not arrived yet, and the curtain cannot be opened."

"After the audience arrives, the time and space under the curtain will start to work, and the actors and props inside will start to perform."

"There was thunderous applause when they entered, but after the end of the show, it was a mess again."

"When the audience leaves, the curtain will fall again, time and space will stagnate again, and the actors and props inside will be frozen again, falling into a dead silence and chaos..."

"I don't want to be at the mercy of the audience. Even if they are not here, I want to make time and space work, so I have to open the curtain as much as possible."

"I want this play to continue..."