heavy fog

The blazing sun shone down on the ground.

The golden sand forms undulating sand dunes, and a team of camels walk slowly on the back of the sand dunes with their cargo on their backs.

"The heat is good."

The sier metal ball is hung on the girdle of a camel's pack, just like sleeping in a hammock, dangling and rolling over freely, so that the spherical surface is more evenly illuminated.

This method of absorbing solar energy can barely supplement a little daily consumption.

There are copper bells hanging around the camel's neck, tinkling, and there is any atmosphere in the endless golden desert.

There was no one in this camel caravan, and the brown water jug ​​was still hanging on the bag, but its owner was nowhere to be seen.Wen Luan and Shier discovered that they were walking alone in the desert after avoiding a black sandstorm.

The caravan members may well have been killed.

The camels were still walking silently, looking for the oasis in the desert to survive. Seer was not in a hurry. The important thing was that it had been four days since the tapir hunted last time. Wen Luan decided to follow the camels to the oasis. Maybe he could meet two or three A passing caravan.

Thirst, heat, high temperature...

This desert impasse poses no threat to the formless tapir.

If Wen Luan hadn't died, it would be troublesome now. Where did the ancient earth civilization in BC come from to compress food and water? The load of crossing the desert was enough to make Wen Luan despair, because the damaged part of Xier could not be repaired at all. Can maintain a spherical shape.

"It turns out that death is also an advantage!" Wen Luan thought blackly.

"No!" Xier agreed, "Now I know that the dead master is the best master."

"..."

Wen Luan still has no way to refute, so who can say otherwise?

You don’t need to bring supplies, and you don’t need to protect the mecha when jumping in space, and you don’t even need the sensor helmet. You can directly connect with the spiritual power, and the fit is 100%.The strongest thing is that even if the mecha is broken, there is no need for the mecha to protect the cockpit. Useless things like the rescue capsule should be thrown away as soon as possible. It takes up space and system memory, you know?

The question is - can every mecha operator die?

"Shut up!" Wen Luan couldn't help but float into the air to look for the direction.

Yellow sand is everywhere, and it is said that Egypt can be reached through this large desert. Egypt in this era was not a prosperous period.The king of Babylon who built the hanging garden ruled an extremely powerful country, occupied Jerusalem, and invaded Egypt. The capital of Babylon that Wen Luan and Seel saw had a population of 10 people.

There used to be a powerful kingdom of Assyria in this desert, which has become a ruined past.

Wen Luan didn't know the exact year, and he wasn't interested in the war here. He and Shier had successfully tracked down a quarry, and found two energy crystals after searching, and nothing else.

It was the temple statues that inspired Wen Luan.

If it was an asteroid that fell to the earth 500 million years ago, most of the energy deposits would have exploded long ago, and the remaining core crystals would be scattered all over the world. Apart from Babylon, would the temples of other countries also have to escape? run?

Throwing anyone into Europe before BC, the only ancient civilizations that can be thought of, except for the Mesopotamia, are Egypt and Greece.

Greece is too far away!Egypt is more or less...

There was another thing that bothered Wen Luan particularly, that was that he couldn't find any dark creatures!

Whether it is a vampire, a werewolf, or a dark wizard, there is not even a shadow to be found.The world is so peaceful and normal, Wen Luan can't get used to it! !

It turns out that this is a parallel world with only succubi, no tapirs, and not even dark creatures?

So depressing!

"How does it feel to be in the wrong world?" The tapir with deep consciousness said unwillingly. It is really proud, and this place fits its aesthetic taste very well.It is enough to have succubi to make food, gourmets only care about delicious dishes, and the same level is enough, who cares whether the chef is the same?

"Not bad! You can experience another taste." Wen Luan replied flatly.

Knowing that Tapir wanted to see him depressed, how could Wen Luan show it?

This is not a battle of spirits, whoever loses will lose himself, and if he is not careful, he will be pushed into the depths of his consciousness and cannot come out again.

"You just hold on." Tapir was very confident.

"Hmph." Wen Luan didn't take the other party's ridicule to heart at all.

From a certain point of view, he would even be grateful for the existence of the tapir and the occasional ridicule. Without this threat, Wen Luan would really become more and more worried, feeling overwhelmed by the boundless future--now a Damoc With Si Jian hanging above his head, how could he have the mood to think more?

Tapir was not reconciled to Wen Luan's behavior like this: "You really don't want to find a way to go back?"

"What are you going back for?" Wen Luan sneered, "Even if there is a clear way back in front of me, I won't go! If I don't kill you, how can I go back with peace of mind?"

"..."

What Wen Luan said was the truth.

Without solving the tapir's problem, Wen Luan went back and couldn't find Cyrus. Who can bear to have a light bulb messing with him when he is enjoying a happy time with his lover?

"Yes, it must be resolved." Tapir also said grimly.

Just kidding, it's enough for him to witness "self" flirting with his old enemy, and it's unbearable to do anything beyond the limit.

The two consciousnesses that had lived peacefully together for a long time suddenly started a struggle like this.

Wen Luan sealed off the spiritual connection to Xier and prevented the tapir from touching him. Although he was in the dominant position, he was soon entangled by the tapir. Black mist appeared in the sky, turbulent, and it looked like It was a dark cloud that suddenly appeared in the desert.

Smoke and dust appeared in the distance of the desert, and a group of sand bandits looked out strangely.

"Boss, what is that dark cloud?"

Most of these desert peoples are descendants of Assyrians, brave and warlike.

"I don't know... wait, there's the sound of camel bells! It's a caravan!" The bandit leader with scars all over his face shouted excitedly, "Come, kill them all!"

The bandit's horse team rolled over the sand dunes, and the yellow sand rolled, and soon appeared on both sides of the camel team.

"What about people?"

"Hmph, it's useless to hide!!"

The sand bandits held scimitars, galloped forward, and rushed over with roars.

At this very moment, the metal ball of Xier bounced into the air, and the arc it sent rolled the weapons in the bandits' hands one by one. This kind of intensity attack was not enough to kill people, but the whole body trembled and fell headfirst. On horseback, with rolled eyes.

Those who were unlucky and fell off the horse were immediately trampled into corpses.

The conflict ended very quickly, and the camel team was not even alarmed. They were still walking slowly on the hot sand at a steady pace. A few tens of meters away on both sides, there were already screaming and twitching horses and people on the ground. .

"I stored energy in the sun for a whole day!" Sier muttered dissatisfied.

With a bang, it fell back into the cloth pocket carried on the camel's back.

"The heroic knight of the festival cannot be held back—all make way for him, for today he is king!" drawled the voice, singing the tenor, circling the golden desert, "Onward, onward, all the way, unhindered , jingle bells!"

This is an enduring ensemble of the Deep Blue Star City Lower Town Opera House.

Because this is an excerpt from the carnival, in the underground city where the carnival atmosphere is every day, any tourist who has stayed for a few days by the side of the road can hum a few words.

How could it be unfamiliar?The background music of the city radio is played in a loop every once in a while.

Shier didn't sing this passage casually, because the next two lines of lyrics are very meaningful.

——Going all the way, there is no hindrance, but when it comes back, can it be so smooth?

Not only Wen Luan wants to go back, but Xi Er also wants to go back. This is the earth. Although it is only one of thousands of parallel worlds, for Xi Er, this beautiful planet where human beings originated is not its hometown, and there are no companions here. , and there is no dark blue kingdom that must be guarded in its core principles.

"Sing to its glory!"

"Sing, for in its splendor and glory it will end tomorrow—"

The last syllable of Xier suddenly broke, followed by a hey sound.

A swirling black cloud appeared in the sky, and it expanded relatively rapidly. Even Tapir and Wen Luan, who were in a decisive battle of consciousness, were awakened by this powerful energy wave.

"Get out of the way!"

Both consciousnesses come to this conclusion at the same time.

Tapirs can't die, but for the normal world, the destructive aura emanating from the vortex is extremely terrifying.

Wen Luan returned to Xi Er in an instant: "What's the situation?"

"Five, five-dimensional space?" Sierkaji couldn't finish his sentence.

"what?"

Wen Luan just said that if the way home was in front of him, he would not go.But this is also outrageous. What kind of trouble did you say that it will come later?

Does the five-dimensional space mean that if you risk your life and rush out, you can choose another parallel world to try your luck?

Wen Luan hadn't finished tangling, when there was a dull rumbling sound in the sky.

The climate in the desert is dry and there is no moisture, followed by a loud noise like thunder, the camel team panicked and shrank to the bottom of the sand dunes.

After the explosion of the suspected thunderous space, the swirling clouds began to pour down rain.

"..."

Wen Luan belatedly recalled that when he and Shier fell into the mud by the Euphrates River, this kind of vision did not seem to have occurred, otherwise what he saw would not be the screaming and surprised crowd running over, but frightened The trembling kneels down.

"It's not good, run away!"

The splashing raindrops hit the desert, and thick fog immediately rose.

This rain is not so much raining as it is falling down. The water flows into a waterfall and turns the sandy land into a small lake in a blink of an eye.

Wen Luan was stunned, he had never seen this kind of rain in his life.

He had cut off the idea of ​​rushing out just now, because he might be able to get out, without the cover of the archangel's mecha, Seir would be completely shattered and completely disappeared in half a minute.

Shier is also very aware of this, otherwise he would not have sung that opera just now.

A knight who goes forward bravely and never looks back, a knight who never goes back.

"Sure?"

"Stuck... stuck... wait."

"I really hope Purson is here, and I will give you another upgrade package." Wen Luan muttered.

Seier simply turned off the detection program, deleted the data that was simply entered, and his speech speed became normal after a while: "Master, the situation is not right, this is probably the fusion of two parallel worlds—no, no, it should be a completely different world. Irrelevant fragments of the world have fallen here! Grafting is more accurate."

"What did you say?" Wen Luan was dazed, and he asked the tapir, who was deep in consciousness, and the tapir groaned, and replied angrily, "You are me, I am you, you don't understand, can I understand? ?”

"..."

Wen Luan was silent for a second, and then laughed.

"Stupid, what are you laughing at?"

"Don't you think... your tone of voice just now is very similar to mine?" Wen Luan is generally not nice to tapirs, but tapirs are provocative, mocking and ridiculing Mai Tai all the way, and suddenly there is a wrong style of painting, how could Wen Luan let this go? Opportunity, "Yeah, you're right, you are me!"

Such a sentence blocked Tapir's subsequent attempts to reverse and change back to the original style.

"This isn't rain, it's the water flowing in from the broken surface of another world." Shier explained.

The water level is getting higher and higher. Although the desert is not a flat land with ups and downs, the sand grains are very mobile.A large amount of water is poured in, and after all the penetration and diffusion, it may eventually form a terrifying quicksand here.

At this moment, a black shadow flashed in the sky.

It fell heavily to the ground, and then it exploded, and the flames that emerged were quickly extinguished in the rain.

Before Wen Luan could figure out what it was, another pile of black objects fell one after another, and soon sank into the deep sand.

The panicked camels were completely buried by the sand, but now they were "squeezed" out, and the sand gushed out like a fountain.

"Jingle bells."

What fell with the water flow were scattered objects, and Shier just rolled it casually and caught one.

"The valve of the battleship's gravity cabin!" Shier exclaimed in surprise.

"Uh?"

"And... the tail engine parts! Broken radar chip! Mecha finger joints!!" Xier's voice became louder and more excited. Who said that there will be no pies in the sky? Lose!

The vortex in the sky was suddenly stretched to the extreme, almost like the palm of a huge monster stretching in, and the rain stopped. I don't know if the water ran out or the passage was blocked.

"boom!"

In the end, a dilapidated giant rolled in, and the sky returned to its original state. The sun was scorching the ground, and the mist filled the air. Because the place where it fell was still far away, when Wen Luan and Xier rushed over to take a look, they found that the thing Over 300 meters, the shell is full of scratches and impact marks, and one side is extremely smooth, as if it was cut out by something.

Stuck on both sides of the space, this is the final result.

"It's a space station... no, no, it's part of the war fortress." Seir judged.

Obviously, this is also a group of people who were swept away by the five-dimensional space, but the mechs were all broken, and only the strongest support of the war fortress remained complete.

"I guess, they also rushed into a small world fragment randomly during the drifting process, but they were unlucky. That world was not the parallel space of their original world, so they were repelled. During the struggle, the world fragment hit The world we’re in right now is causing some spatial fusion.”

Shier made a plausible analysis, "The water flow and other...objects all belong to that world."

Wen Luan silently watched the strange fish jumping in the puddles of sand, which were quickly roasted to dryness by the sun.

"Let's eat, a big meal delivered to your door." Wen Luan said to Xier, "To be able to drift in the five-dimensional space, the manufacturing technology is higher than that of the Deep Blue Kingdom."

"That's right." Shier said happily.

The metal ball approached the wreckage of the fort cautiously, and Wen Luan suddenly caught a mental wave: "Wait, stop, there are still people alive inside!"

"Oh?" Syer was curious.

"Mental power is very weak. But this feeling—" Wen Luan instantly manipulated Seir to emit a bright blue arc, "The Holy Glory Empire!!"

Shier instantly understood why the two worlds merged when they collided, because it happened that these "alien drifters" belonged to the parallel world here!

"Quick, find out, kill!"

"...You haven't repaired it! You don't even have the main gun." Wen Luan reminded.

Xier suddenly realized, turned around and flew to the sandy ground next to him, with metal predators fully activated, picking up garbage everywhere, swallowing a material here, and a weapon valve there.

"I gnaw—yeah?"

There is a black metal material that can run? !

Unbelievable that it couldn't be chewed, the ball opened up brazenly and swallowed this rare-looking material in one gulp.

Uh, can't digest...

"You...don't you turn on the radar scan?" The food said angrily.

Wen Luan reflexively turned on Shier's radar, and sure enough, there was a green light spot in Shier's body.

Wen Luan was startled: ... Raymond Gayton mecha? !

Se Er was startled: What's the number?How come I don't know you?

"Number 66, Simonli!!" After roaring, he said weakly, "I have lived in the Deep Blue Star Research Institute for a long time... the sixth row of the third area of ​​the warehouse. Most of the components that make up the body have been destroyed by the high-dimensional space gone."

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Note: The opera excerpts in this chapter are from La Traviata,

It is the tradition of the carnival. The most powerful cow is picked out and paraded in red and colorful. The scenery is amazing, but it is slaughtered on the second day of the carnival~(﹃)

There is a change of words here, replace the cow with a knight [Hey] Shier will definitely change the words when he sings, right [Enough]