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Chapter 1734

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Third Chaos, Thousand-Legged God, Vangelis

The more Han Dong interacted with this fellow, the more he felt the terror of the other party.

Because he was immersed in thinking about all kinds of bizarre phenomena and his reverence for the King, Han Dong never looked directly at the other party.

When the Chessboard of Fate was completely unfolded in the Time Room and the two sides sat on both sides, Han Dong looked directly at this person for the first time.

Because he had seen the supreme existence in the Chaos Royal Court in advance.

Although the appearance in front of him was extremely shocking,

Han Dong could still accept it.

At the same time, due to the effect of the Formless Domain, the image of the nameless form in his vision was changed.

Through the refraction of the magic eye's spectrum, a thin and tall humanoid man appeared in his mind.

Upper body:

Messy black hair hung down his back,

His eyes were covered by a special black silk scarf, [Vangelis' Curse Vision], to ensure that he could clearly see different types of time lines and flow rates when he was traveling through time at high speed.

There was also a speed gem embedded in the center of his torso,

The collected time particles could be stored in it when moving at high speed.

It could be used as his food, and it could also be used for 'time replenishment' in various situations. For example, for one second that others experienced, Vangelis could take out two extra seconds from the gem to give himself extra time to move.

If one were to observe in detail,

They would find that whether it was between the hair, the surface of the fingers, the tongue, the eyeballs, or other surfaces, they were all covered with miniature legs and feet.

Lower body:

It had a multi-knee structure, and the legs would be 'divided into two' at the knee node. In the end, there were 108 supporting calves that were used to contact the ground.

These 108 legs belonged to the 'main leg', and the bottom of the sole of the foot was covered with slender legs that were like fur.

"Nicholas, extend your palm and place it on the card groove.

The stone plate will have a root connection with you and be used to construct your card deck. "

Even if Vangelis spoke, he would also use the 'feet' on the surface of his tongue to pronounce.

The running feet of the tongue can even change the "transmission speed" of sound waves in a conventional medium, making the speed of sound transmission faster and more penetrative.

It could even turn the sound wave into a penetrating spear and directly pierce Han Dong's head.

"Okay."

When Han Dong reached out and touched the stone slab.

Buzz!

A connection of consciousness was formed.

The secret text on the ancient stone plate was activated, reading Han Dong's experiences and using Han Dong's main consciousness to construct the card.

Very soon.

A deck of cards with crimson edges formed in Han Dong's hands.

Different patterns could be seen from different angles on the card back.

Or a blushing face.

Or a dark pyramid.

Or the Faceless God floating in the air.

Vangelis's card was also quickly formed.

The edges were dark gold, and the pattern on the back of the card was a swastika formed by four legs.

"The basic rules are the same as the Card Game of Fate. The only difference is … since it's a racing game, we have to set a time limit.

Therefore, every time a card was dealt, it would be limited to [3 seconds].

Once you exceed the time limit, you will be considered to have given up this round. If you exceed the time limit for more than three times, the game will be over. "

"Alright."

Han Dong, who was in a "research state", had already entered the state of playing chess when he held his deck of cards.

He had even found the memories of chess cards hidden in the depths of his brain and was completely immersed in them.



Outside.

Because Han Dong was taken away.

Grimm and Sally stayed in the party room for the time being and were also entertained by the person in charge.

Sally was still in a state of shock and asked in a low voice, "Grimm, was that just now!? The third … "

"Yes, the third chaos – Vangelis.

It must be the 'speed' that Nicholas showed that led him here … What I didn't expect was that Nicholas would make such a crazy request. It's too exciting.

However, I've already greeted Vangelis. He won't die, but it depends on how far he can go.

Now I can smell a mythical scent from Nicholas … Perhaps such a crazy move will allow him to complete the final breakthrough. I'm really looking forward to what the puzzle in his body is like.

Once there's a reaction, I'll drill in and take a look. "

Sally muttered with some worry, "Don't. Mythical structure is a very important process. Will you disturb him if you go over?"

"That won't happen … I'll drill in a very gentle way. Maybe I can help him to some extent. When the time comes, Sally, you can come with me.

Your Breeding Solution may also play a supporting role in Nicholas' mythical structure. "

"As long as it can affect him."

Sally herself also wanted to witness Han Dong go through this important process with her own eyes.



[Chaos Royal Court]

Due to a certain matter, the Gray Walker needed to stay here for a long time and had to 'report' to the Most High every once in a while.

Today.

The same meeting in the Royal Court.

A rather interesting model was floating in the palm of the Gray Walker, and it had received the recognition and permission of the Most High.

The Walker was allowed to establish a special channel between the Gray Kingdom – Shalnos and the center of Chaos. A fixed amount of chaotic matter and related materials could be appropriated.

At the end of today's meeting, the 'old man' on the throne suddenly said:

"Gray.

The 'young man' you nurtured is in contact with Vangelis. "

As soon as this was said, the Walker's unpredictable face revealed a slightly surprised expression:

"Third Brother? That's expected … After all, Third Brother's personality is like this. An interesting little guy like Nicholas appearing in the party is indeed likely to attract his attention. "

A soft gray tentacle was attached to his forehead.

Through the root connection with the Faceless Head,

A gray dotted line invisible to the naked eye reached the bottom of the abyss, found a hidden room in the time turbulence, and established a connection.

In a split second.

A rather exaggerated smile appeared on the Walker's face.

"This kid is finally going to break through … Even I am somewhat looking forward to it.

After all, he is walking on a different 'Gray Path' from mine, and at the same time, he is also fused with his unique 'madness' and 'rationality'.

Brother Vangelis should give me face and provide the relevant supplements for mythical structure. "



[Time Room]

Drip, drip, drip!

The brain fluid flowing from Han Dong's nose and the sweat dripping from his forehead were synchronized with the second hand in the room.

The reason why the pressure was so great was mainly because of the harsh time limit.

However, Han Dong still maintained a 100% state of concentration. His pupils were completely covered in gray, and every pore on his body was exhaling gray air.

In contrast,

Vangelis, who thought he could easily deal with it, became more and more unsightly as time passed.

The [Time Gem] embedded in his chest was about to use up all the 'extra time'.

Han Dong's mastery of "Fate Chess" was not like a beginner's at all.

On the contrary, it was like a veteran who had practiced for hundreds or thousands of years … If there was no time limit, it would be even more abnormal.

"The chessboard has been unfolded from the fifth to the eighteenth layer, and this guy can still keep up? How long has this guy lived? Did he specifically train with chess cards? "

At this moment.

A burst of strong aura hit him like a wave.

Squeak squeak ~

Plump, flexible gray tentacles grew from Han Dong's neck, like flowers, completely wrapped Han Dong's head, as if a new head was being bred.

Even so, the chess game did not stop.

"Hmm? You want to break through the mythical level here? "

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