Mystery: emerging from the wilderness of knowledge

This is a wilderness that looks like countless stacked pixels. There are obvious tear marks on the wilderness, as if it has just experienced the baptism of an earthquake. There are bottomless black ravines on the ground.

Luo Yang felt that he was an obviously disharmonious existence in this wilderness. In this world that looked like stacked pixels, Luo Yang was the only high-definition image.

Luo Yang stared blankly at the palm of his left hand that gradually turned into countless tiny pixels. Fear gradually filled his chest. At this time, Luo Yang felt that he was dull and out of breath.

Obviously I just curiously tried the transfer ritual before Zhou Mingrui's time travel in Lord of Mysteries, but I came to this strange place inexplicably, as if I had really time traveled.

Luo Yang didn't remember the process of time travel. He just felt that his head was in a trance. When he came back to his senses, he was already standing in this wilderness that looked like stacked pixel blocks.

Fear and curiosity about the unknown made Luo Yang reach out and touch the weeds on the ground. He did not touch the real grass, which made Luo Yang think he was hallucinating.

He stood up and shook his hand, and something like pieces of meat was thrown out from Luo Yang's body.

Luo Yang, who had just put down some of his worries, brought his left hand that had just touched the weeds to his eyes. He looked at it several times and found that the entire palm of his left hand had turned into a pile of pixels in just a moment. , there is still flesh and blood falling off from the palm. When Luo Yang shook his hand just now, it was the flesh on the palm that was thrown out.

At this moment, Luo Yang found that nearly half of the palm of his left hand had disappeared. Luo Yang carefully looked at the place where the flesh and blood fell on the palm. There was no blood flowing out. It seemed that as the palm turned into stacked pixel blocks, the palm of his hand became like this. The blood is no longer flowing.

In this moment, the pixelation has spread to the entire forearm. There is no feeling during the pixelation process. There is only the feeling of something falling on the hand when the flesh and blood falls. Other than that, other senses have disappeared. .

There are more and more pixelated parts of his left hand. At this moment, Luo Yang's heart is filled with panic and fear. The panic makes Luo Yang want to escape from here immediately and stay away from this weird wilderness, but the fear makes Luo Yang's body uncontrollable. Trembling, unable to make escape movements or call for help.

The fear and panic made Luo Yang freeze in place. The pixelation started from his left arm and spread towards his body. In the process, Luo Yang finally found a trace of reason. Recalling the reason why he appeared here, Luo Yang repeated what he had done before. At this moment, Luo Yang was a little glad that the pixelation did not start from his feet, otherwise he would not be able to even walk four steps backwards.

There were no sacrifices or rituals, so Luo Yang simply walked four steps backwards according to the steps of the ritual, while reciting the Fool's honorable name: the Fool who does not belong to this era; the mysterious master above the gray mist; the yellow and black man who controls good luck. king.

There was no response after repeating it. At this time, the pixelation had spread to Luo Yang's neck. Without thinking or hesitating, Luo Yang then recited the Fool's name for the second time and walked four steps backward again. There was still no response. Luo Yang Started the third attempt.

This time Luo Yang did not recite the Fool's honorary name but changed his words: Goddess of Night, nobler than the starry sky and longer than eternity; you are the Lord of Crimson, the Mother of Secrets, the Queen of Disaster and Fear, the God of Sleep and Silence. lord.

Regardless of whether there was a reaction or not, Luo Yang continued to chant: You are the immortal light, the embodiment of order, the god of contracts, and the guardian of commerce.

The pixelation process has spread to his mouth, and Luo Yang can no longer feel the existence of his chin. The survival instinct makes Luo Yang continue to chant: You are the embodiment of essence, you are the protector of craftsmen, you are the master of technology Brilliance.

Unsurprisingly, the pixelation process did not stop. Luo Yang felt that his consciousness had begun to blur. His final survival instinct made Luo Yang directly recite the only name he remembered that pointed to the outer god: The unique red moon, symbol of life and beauty, mother of all spiritual forces.

Luo Yang recited the last part of the honorary name silently in his heart. At this time, pixelation had spread to Luo Yang's face, and his mouth could no longer make any sound. Luo Yang's consciousness also fell silent after that.

I don't know how much time passed, but the tearing pain entered Luo Yang's consciousness again. This tearing pain also awakened Luo Yang's silent consciousness.

"Hiss~" After his consciousness gradually became clearer, the pain like tearing his head became clearer and more intense.

After Luo Yang gradually adapted to the severe pain, he vaguely felt the presence of his body. At this moment, there was only one thought in Luo Yang's mind: "So I'm not dead yet!"

“Hiss~~” “Ah!.”

The tearing pain lasted for a while before it began to weaken. Only then did Luo Yang truly feel the pain coming from various parts of his body, and the head that was torn by pain began to heal.

That's right, it was healing. Luo Yang's hand holding his head clearly felt that his head had really cracked in the tearing pain just now. It seemed that something was growing out of it, but as the pain subsided, As he went down, the torn wound on his head was slowly healing.

"Hiss! It's like tearing pain in a physical sense!" Luo Yang couldn't help but complain to himself.

After the pain in his body subsided to the range that his body could bear, Luo Yang struggled to get up from the ground. The surrounding scene was no longer like it was made up of countless pixels stacked on top of it, with many invisible layers torn on it. The wilderness of the ravine is instead a study room that looks a bit dated and has an unknown style.

Except for a door and a window, the entire room is filled with standing bookshelves. The bookshelves are filled with all kinds of books. There is a large and wide desk in the middle of the room. There are chairs on both sides of the desk. It seems that one of the chairs is It is used to entertain guests, but who entertains guests in the study?

Luo Yang continued to look at the room. There was a tall mirror between the two rows of bookshelves on the side with the door.

Luo Yang was stunned when he saw the mirror. What appeared in the mirror was a thin figure with blond hair and blue eyes. His face had obvious contours, thin lips and thick eyebrows. His nose was straight and his light blue eyes were very bright and as if There were tiny bits of light flowing inside, and his facial features were handsome but slightly green. It was obvious that he was a boy of eighteen or nineteen years old, somewhere between a teenager and a young man.

The clothes on the body are also very strange, and you can’t tell that style of dress. The upper body is a white shirt, a dark brown jacket and a brown long windbreaker. The lower body is black wide-leg pants and dark brown boots. The overall style is somewhat similar A medieval European aristocrat, but closer to the modern aesthetic style. But why there is such a trench coat, Luo Yang can't figure it out.

Luo Yang looked at the figure reflected in the mirror and twisted his neck in a daze. The figure in the mirror also turned his neck. Luo Yang approached the mirror with heavy steps, and the figure in the mirror also made the same movement.

It wasn't until Luo Yang's hand touched the surface of the mirror that he finally confirmed that what he saw in the mirror was what he looked like now.

"Have I traveled through time again?" Luo Yang said with confusion and joy of being reborn.

Luo Yang was sure that he was still the same as he was back then in the wilderness made up of countless pixel blocks, until his body turned into countless pixel blocks and disappeared, and his consciousness fell silent.

Now that he wakes up from another body, as Luo Yang thinks, many memories gradually appear in his mind, and the familiar tearing pain comes from his head, but this time the pain is not as severe as before, completely Tolerable.

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