Chapter 3970 Three Kinds of Light

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The evil dragon Reina was most familiar with this feeling, and almost instinctively let out a wail. Thanks to this, I instantly understood what was going on.

The huge suction force coming from the mermaid statue is most likely Elia's special skill, the deep sea whirlpool.

In the past, I saw the evil dragon Lena always getting hit, and she didn't look like a saint at all. I thought it was just a show effect. It wasn't until I went there in person that I realized how terrifying this seemingly simple whirlpool actually was. The suction force, even if it happened suddenly, I should have been able to react in an instant, but I was still sucked completely, without any resistance. It seemed that this was not only the suction force in the physical sense, but also the strength of my whole body, and even The will to resist was sucked dry by the vortex.

Thinking back again, when I was just a few steps away from the evil dragon Lena, I could not feel the power of the maelstrom at all. Only then did I understand the value of the skills involved, and even more clearly, how talented Elia is as the mermaid princess. Her talent is absolutely worthy of her status.

There is no way to resist, and there is no need to resist. I am not the only one who was sucked in. Everyone is the same. The King of Mermaids can't harm himself. Under this irresistible suction, the group of people were thrown up high. When they recovered, Come, endure the dizziness and look around, and find that you are already in the golden light pillar.

I:"……"

"Boy, I'll give you a chance to organize your words."

Exia's ghostly voice sounded from behind, and the golden trident returned to his hand at some point, complementing the golden light of the light pillar as if it were one body.

Me: "This is really amazing. As expected of the mermaid family. This novel teleportation experience is something I have never experienced before... no, including the future. I will never see it again. I really want to try it again. Then I will never see it again in this life." It’s worth it.”

"Hahaha, just because you can only experience it once in a lifetime, its value is immeasurable." Exia patted me on the shoulder. After the rain, the weather cleared up. She shook her seaweed-like beard and smiled happily.

"That's such a shame."

I showed my sadness at the right time, and Exia's eyes became a little kinder, and it seemed that she had finally changed from hostility to neutrality.

It’s just flattering, not shabby. In fact, I only wanted to say four words at the beginning.

Taking off your pants and farting is unnecessary.

Your beam of light is projected directly from the roof. Why don't you walk an extra ten or eight meters to pick us up? What kind of deep sea whirlpool teleportation is going on? Does a place like this need to have an anti-theft authentication system?

Of course, it’s not without its advantages. The advantage is that I decided to be nicer to Ariya in the future.

The deep sea whirlpool has super strong suction, which is really too much to bear.

The golden light pillar is like an elevator. You can see the outside through the light. But at first there is a faint and unclear light. In a blink of an eye, it is completely dark. No light can penetrate here, only the occasional sound. A few tiny gurgling bubbles reminded us that there was dark sea water outside the light column.

In a simple summary, this kind of boundless darkness, the extremely harsh sound of water bubbles, and the sense of weightlessness of constantly falling can easily arouse people's phobia of the deep sea. If the dark pupils of a pair of giant objects suddenly light up in the darkness, the risk of myocardial infarction will increase. The thieves are big, and ordinary people can take them away in one piece.

"How deep have we gone?" I asked myself. I don't have a phobia of the deep, and I don't know much about Cthulhu. I asked this question just out of a man's curiosity.

"It's about 10,000 meters above sea level, and a little further down." Exia kindly gave me the answer this time. He didn't even show off his soul skills, but his eyes suddenly narrowed. , as if he had some good idea, he asked me a question.

"What, you like it here?"

I recalled in my mind the words I had heard more than once, similar to "Be careful if such and such a fork shoots you into the trench." I swallowed hard and shook my head like a rattle.

In fact, there is still a bit of suicidal curiosity in the fear. If I say yes, I like it very much, is Exia really planning to throw me out of here?

Why not... let's fool Miss Spider after we go back and ask her to say "I particularly like the scenery in the trench" in front of Exia, and the answer will be revealed.

Just as Exia said, we continued to fall down from the light beam for a while. It was pitch black outside and there was no way to calculate the depth. If we use the ride time and Exia’s words as a reference, I’m afraid it’s already two times. It's 30,000 meters deep. It turns out that there are no such deep trenches in the world, but this is a magical world and everything is possible. I'm not particularly surprised.

Until in the darkness, an obvious golden light spot appeared under my feet. I was dazzled by my feet, which had been weightless for a long time. They were as light as feathers touching the ground. The long period of darkness made the golden light that caught my eyes even more dazzling. I narrowed my eyes. It took a while before I gradually got used to it. After I opened it completely, I couldn't wait to look around.

The place we are in is still inside a church-like building structure, which is very similar to the one above the palace, as if it is a projection of the one above.

It's just that this projection is a magnifying glass-type projection. Looking at it, the area inside the building is larger than a football field. Only a golden haze can be seen at the top, and the inside is completely immersed in golden light. That pure, majestic, Noble, indescribable light, the golden light pillar that originally seemed magnificent and vast seemed to be just a small ray of golden light leaking out of this church.

The source of the light, according to the location of the church above, should be where the mermaid statue stands. However, here, only the base of the statue is visible, not the statue.

Instead, there was a hazy light source that seemed to be composed of several types of light above the pedestal.

The moment their eyes touched this light source, everyone's breathing stopped.

The most eye-catching thing is the few specks of dust-like pure gold, which reveal an indescribable majesty. Just by looking at it, one's body and mind cannot help but surrender and want to worship.

No one in the world has seen God, but when they see the dusty golden light, whether they are ordinary people or angels and dragons, they all unanimously confirm that it is the evidence of God's existence in the world.

It is a kind of perceptual cognition, like the deep resonance of blood, the search for the origin of self-existence, and the compliance and attachment of the soul, like the nameless throbbing of a child who has never met before seeing his mother's face, and the blood. The flesh and blood are trembling, crying, boiling, feeling the warmth that transcends reason and law.

Apart from the most conspicuous golden color, there are also scattered dusts, which are dream-like colorful lights. Like bubbles, they burst when poked, but they change endlessly. The pirated dream realm I learned from Elijah told me that this is the mermaid. The source of a family's dream power.

Between gold and color, the most inconspicuous thing in comparison is a deep crimson arc, neither flower nor blood, neither dull nor bright, just like the setting sun on the horizon, day and night alternate, light and The hues woven by the darkness and glory.

However, Crimson, which should have been the most inconspicuous, was full of sharp aggression. As soon as his eyes touched it, his body and soul seemed to be cut in half by a Crimson sword that symbolized the will of heaven and earth, and was chopped into two well-proportioned halves.

When he came back to his senses, the cold sweat on his body had soaked his clothes. He subconsciously touched his body, from his forehead down to the tip of his nose, philtrum, and Adam's apple, all the way to his chest. He made sure again and again that there were no traces of cuts. Only by doing this could he He barely escaped the shadow of the sword and confirmed that he was still alive.

The rest of the people, including Exia, who was not here for the first time, all behaved similarly. No one was spared in the face of the crimson light.

"Ha, you idiot." The little female dragon was still trying to touch her, but she still wanted to show off. She smiled at a hundred steps and turned around to wink at me.

"I was so scared to death that I even cried."

Tears?

I was stunned. You said I was afraid of death and I didn’t refute you. I never said I wasn’t afraid, but you said I was scared to tears, made things out of nothing, and told lies with my eyes wide open. I was going to get angry.

Just as I was about to counterattack, I subconsciously touched my face with my hand. The cold and moist touch immediately made me confused.

I...really cried?

I wiped my eyes. The wet stains on my arms couldn't be fooled. They were tears.

No, it's definitely not fear. These tears...why are you feeling so blocked in your heart? There is a hint...

【I see. 】

A sigh that seemed to come from the endless void interrupted my thoughts, and I subconsciously asked.

"So what?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was surrounded by others.

"What are you talking about? Are you scared out of your wits?" The evil dragon Lena changed her previous teasing, stretched out her warm and soft palms, and touched my forehead.

"It's okay, don't you know why I like to talk to myself?" I forced a smile and cursed Evelina in my mind for what she was doing out of nowhere.

"That's true." The little female dragon tilted her head and accepted this explanation.

But, it turns out that's the case...what does it mean? In my impression, the Salted Fish Sword almost never makes any noise in reality. Every time, it pulls me into a strange dream before it starts to act like a monster.

What did it understand? I'm so anxious. If it weren't for Elijah's ceremony right around the corner, I would have wanted to fall asleep right away and look for it in my dreams to find out.

After all, Exia was someone who had been there before. He was the first to calm down. Seeing us all in shock and in awe, it was worth it for him to stroke his seaweed-like beard and smile with pride.

"Little Leina, how about it? The foundation of our mermaid clan is no worse than that of your dragon angels, right?"

"Uncle Exia, is this your sacred object? What exactly is it?"

"Yes, yes, it's really amazing and unbelievable."

I came back to my senses, nodded my head, and praised me all the time. It was true that I was shocked, and it was true that I wanted to repair the relationship that was almost broken just now. I felt that the King of the Sea had revealed a little bit about how he wanted me to be in the big city. Trench settlement means...

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