All of a sudden, Shen Yunmai let out an odd smile. He reached out his left hand, which was holding a piece of tobacco, and pulled out a rope from his earlobe.
The rope did not look ordinary. It was dark green in color and glowed like jade. It lengthened with the wind and twisted on its own, tying both of Shen Yunmai's hands together.
Jing Jiu recognized that the rope was a magic weapon made from the Real Root of the Penglai Divine Island. It was difficult to untie the rope unless its owner willed it.
The current situation was rather tense. The formation of the passageway had not been activated yet, and those monsters were approaching at a high speed. In order to force Jing Jiu to strike, Shen Yunmai tied both of his hands with a magic weapon, which seemed to be a crazy move.
Jing Jiu knew what kind of person Shen Yunmai was, but he found it annoying.
Jing Jiu shook his head and removed his hands from the strap of the backpack.
It was at this moment that those Substitute Precursors passed through the forest and arrived at the scene.
Those monsters did look like human beings. After all, they were human beings when they were alive. However, their bodies were covered with a layer of hairs that were hard to see through. Those hairs were not real, but were more like some kind of condensed energy, glowing with a faint luster.
A gloomy and powerful aura exuded from their bodies. It did not feel like they were alive. They were not cold-blooded, but truly heartless and emotionless. Even their instincts to kill and wipe out lives were expressed in an indifferent way, which was more like the sense of silence in the dark universe.
It was the joint action of a scientist, a philosopher, and a female priest to name the infected humans "Substitute Precursors." They believed that these monsters were more like a surrogate program of an indifferent and objective will. Many scholars came up with many ideas. They wondered if human beings were actually the surrogates of an ultimate will.
Jing Jiu learned about this history and these discussions when he was studying in the base. So he did not pay much attention to it. He was more concerned about the combat abilities of these monsters.
It turned out that the abilities of the living beings before they were infected had a positive correlation with the abilities of the monsters after they were infected.
These Substitute Precursors were incredibly fast. They were as fast as lightning and possessed extraordinary strength. Moreover, they had a kind of instinctive fighting instinct. In a few seconds, over one hundred substitute disciples arrived at the scene and occupied the key positions in the space, surrounding Jing Jiu and Shen Yunmai.
There were similar monsters in the Snow Country. Those monsters were the servants of the Snow Girl, and they were very powerful. When Zhao Layue broke through to the Sea Realm, she had a fierce battle with those monsters in the snowfield. The battle was very difficult, and she had lost a lot of blood.
These Dai Xu were even stronger than the Snow Girl's servants. They kept moving their bodies, leaving countless shadows on the flat ground in the middle of the forest. It was as if they knew that these human warriors were good at long-range attacks, so they didn't stop for even a moment and gradually approached them.
Jing Jiu looked at the monsters in Silence, his eyes following their high-speed movements.
Suddenly, countless sword lights appeared in his eyes. It looked like a dandelion scattering in the wind against a dark background, drifting in all directions.
Then, countless sword cries rang out in the open space.
Hundreds of bright sword lights left his right hand and pierced through the air at an unimaginable speed. The air at the edge of the forest was torn apart. Those Substitute Precursors had no time to dodge or even react. They lost their ability to move and turned into ashes in the air while maintaining their inertia.
More than a hundred afterimages turned into more than a hundred streaks of dust, and then gradually disappeared in the wind.
Jing Jiu withdrew his right hand and held the strap of the black backpack again.
Shen Yunmai glanced at him without saying anything. The Real Green Rope that tied his hands was untied by the wind and returned to his earrings.
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Apart from Shen Yunmai, many people witnessed the scene.
This silent and artistic scene, which was devoid of any bloody or powerful force, was displayed on countless light screens.
Those light screens were on the battleships, the bases, and the mechas.
The captains of the two fleets, the experts in the bases and the mechas, and the ordinary soldiers were all watching the scene on the light screens. Like Shen Yunmai, they didn't say anything.
Shen Yunmai didn't want to say anything, but they were so shocked that they couldn't utter a word.
These soldiers were well aware of how terrifying those Substitute Precursors were. Yet, they were killed without a sound …
Was that youngster in a blue hoodie and carrying a black backpack the real monster?
No, the word 'monster' was not enough to describe him. He should be a devil.
The captains and senior officers who knew his identity were silent, but they couldn't feel any resentment.
"Do you think people like the Advisor and Commander Shen need to snatch the credit?"
The director of the six-star base looked at the tall and sturdy major and asked expressionlessly, "Do you think the so-called military credit is meaningful to people like them?"
The major remained silent for a while before saying, "Why didn't they take action earlier? Do they think the war on this planet is meaningless? Do they think the deaths of so many people in the past three years are meaningless? "
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The ghastly sword will lingered in the air and was carried to the battlefield by the wind.
Shen Yunmai took a step forward. The decaying leaves scattered on their own. The formation was completed. Along with a loud rumble, a thick super alloy door was opened, revealing a dark and gloomy passageway.
"It took Ceng Ju 30 days to set up this formation. Even though we used his formation decrypting method and talisman weapons, it was still quite troublesome and time-consuming to dismantle it."
"Isn't there a passageway leading to the Underworld at the end of the Thousand-Mile Wind Corridor? But those scholars used a mountain to suppress it, didn't they?"
"Yes. This formation is used to suppress the passageway."
"When the crack in the Dimensional Space was discovered on this planet, Ceng Ju brought the fleet here and set up this formation at the risk of being contaminated."
"This formation slowed down the expansion of the crack in the Dimensional Space by thirty thousand times. That's why this planet has survived until today, and it seems that it is possible to recover it."
"All this happened nine years ago."
They didn't have time to chat at the moment. These conversations took place while they were traveling through the long passageway of the formation.
At the beginning of the introduction, they had just left the forest.
In the end, it was something that happened nine years ago. They came to a place deep underground in the administrative capital and stood in front of the dimensional rift.
This was the first time Jing Jiu had seen the crack in the Dimensional Space with his own eyes, and he found it was quite different from what he had seen in the images.
Any change in the images would result in the loss of information, so it was impossible to display the unique unreal feeling of the crack in the Dimensional Space.
The crack in the Dimensional Space was transparent, but it had a clear boundary, like a glass wall without any thickness.
Looking at this transparent wall, Jing Jiu recalled the barrier set up by the previous swordsmen of Zhongzhou School at the bottom of the Fallen Soul Valley.
That boundless huge transparent wall separated Chaotian and the Underworld.
This transparent wall was also the boundary between the two spaces.
The thought occurred to Jing Jiu again.
If Chaotian was indeed a laboratory designed by that god, his design was quite successful judging from the development of the place.
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In comparison to the huge transparent wall at the bottom of the Gathered-Soul Valley, the area of this crack in the Dimensional Space was much smaller.
Two faintly discernible curves gradually drew together and met eleven meters away, forming a closed loop.
It was a strange world on the other side of the transparent surface. It was indescribably gloomy and dark, devoid of any life energy, but it was a kind of magic to the living beings.
If the living beings stared at the other side for too long, their spirits would fall into the abyss, never to return.
If one pulled back his gaze from the other side, he would find that this crack in the Dimensional Space looked like a huge eye.
The two curved lines converged very smoothly, so this eye appeared very beautiful, even a little charming, but it made people tremble with fear.
This crack in the Dimensional Space couldn't expand; it was because Ceng Ju had taken the risk to set up a powerful formation here.
Many smooth flat plates were embedded in the surrounding rock walls. The flat plates were made of a special material, on which many amulets were engraved by a laser.
This was what a Saint would do.
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Shen Yunmai turned off the monitoring and communication equipment and took out a strangely shaped jet device, preparing to melt it.
Jing Jiu remarked, "Someone will think that we are trying to steal the credit."
"Do you think I care?"
Shen Yunmai sneered and pulled the trigger. An unimaginably bright light and heat shot out and bombarded the crack in the Dimensional Space.
"Dead people?" asked Jing Jiu.
"What do I care about if they are dead?"
Shen Yunmai's line of sight passed through the light and heat particles of more than seven million degrees Celsius and rested on the huge eye that was closing slowly, looking rather grim.
His task was to come to the Huangyu No. 3 Planet to melt the crack in the Dimensional Space.
The reason why he didn't carry out the task until now was simple: the super-particulate nuclear power furnace developed by the 857 Base had just succeeded.
General Li had conducted an experiment on that mineral planet, and Shen Yunmai and Jing Jiu had conducted a second experiment in space. Today was the first time that the furnace had been put into use.
Looking at this young playboy who enjoyed a high status in the Federation of the Milky Way, Jing Jiu made a rare witty remark after some thought.
"You look like an electric welder."
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