Entering the Uncanny Valley was a simple matter.
Mo Qiong and the others came to the entrance, they held hands and rushed into the fog together.
He was prepared to die instantly, so he kept visualizing the flag in the plaza of the headquarters.
There, there would be people receiving the items sent out by Mo Qiong.
However, when he rushed in, he felt the scene in front of him change instantly, his hands lightened and he came to a place with great pressure.
However, he could survive, the pressure here was equivalent to about four thousand meters under the sea, Mo Qiong could withstand this pressure with his molecular regeneration, not to mention he had the Deep One effect.
He immediately pasted a layer of seawater on his nose and mouth and observed his surroundings.
"Where is everyone?"
In a desolate desert, Mo Qiong was all alone.
Nine glowing objects were floating in the sky, but they were definitely not suns.
Of the four who rushed in together, only he was left, Mo Qiong wondered if he accidentally shot his brothers back to the headquarters?
He did not have time to think, in this unfamiliar place, he immediately tried to communicate with the outside world.
Mo Qiong's spiritual power combined with Absolute Hit quickly connected with everyone.
The first to connect was Che Yun, after all, she was at the headquarters on Earth. However, he did not know if he connected, because Che Yun did not reply at all, the other end of the spiritual channel was dead silent.
Mo Qiong had never experienced such a feeling of dead silence, even when the other party was in a deep coma, the spiritual connection did not feel like this.
This made Mo Qiong unable to confirm if he had really connected, perhaps he had hit some kind of barrier.
The second to connect was the soul of the dodecahedron.
Dead silence, after the spiritual power left the body, there was no response, Mo Qiong did not know where it was shot, there was no response.
Mo Qiong frowned, he kicked the sand, in an instant, he saw the sand disappear into thin air with his own eyes.
In other words, he really shot the thing away, and triggered an instant teleportation.
However, Mo Qiong did not get any response, he did not know where it was shot to either.
"I can't get any response, it should be a matter of time. This place is three billion times faster than the outside world, which means, compared to the inside, the outside is almost stationary. "
"One second here is only 0.3 nanoseconds outside, light only moved 90 millimeters."
"Other matter, it is equivalent to not moving at all. My connection with Che Yun might take 95 years for her to respond... because then, only one second will pass outside. "
Mo Qiong quickly pondered and took out his Butcher's Blade, preparing to chop off the head and teleport.
Whether or not it could be shot out, he would know after trying it out himself. As long as he could shoot himself out, it meant that he could shoot anything out. On the other hand, if he used his head as an arrow, he might hit some kind of indescribable barrier.
However, when Mo Qiong's blade descended, he suddenly stopped himself.
"No! Lord Gou and the others weren't sent back by me. Although we rushed in hand in hand, if you look at the time scale, there's definitely a time difference! "
"Even if the time difference is only a millisecond, it's still a difference of more than a month!"
Even though they were holding hands, it was not guaranteed that they would enter together. Whoever touched the teleportation portal first would be teleported in first.
Even if Adams had teleported a millisecond earlier, he would still have been here more than a month ahead of everyone else!
This was why when Mo Qiong entered, he felt his hands become lighter. The companions who were holding his hands were gone in an instant.
Perhaps some of them had been here for a long time, while others were still at the entrance of the fog and hadn't been teleported. They might still be a few milliseconds away from touching the teleportation portal, but these few milliseconds were enough to wait …
"If I go out now, even if I came in immediately, at least a hundred years would have passed in here! The people who came in first are probably already dead … "
Mo Qiong pursed his lips. He couldn't go out by himself. Unless he was sure that everyone was dead, he had to go out with everyone else.
Or he could send everyone out first before going out himself.
"Swish!"
Mo Qiong kicked the sand, and it floated towards a direction in the desert. This was Adams' direction.
He kicked again. This time, it was Jiang Long's direction. In the sky … the sand floated upwards.
As for Lord Gou, the sand disappeared … Mo Qiong guessed that either Lord Gou was dead, or … he hadn't come in yet …
Mo Qiong frowned. He shot his spiritual power at a dodecahedron soul again.
Dead silence. It was still dead silence.
Mo Qiong knew that this might have been shot at an undying in the outside world. Hence, considering the time difference, it was impossible for the other party to reply to him.
He persevered and continued to shoot at the dodecahedron, slightly changing the brightness of its soul.
After about five attempts, he finally shot at an undying that could reply to him.
"I said no! No! It's not that easy to get unlimited energy! It's simply impossible to sense it! Ahhhhh! "
Hearing this angry shout, Mo Qiong was in tears.
He immediately recognized that this was Ke Long. Although he no longer had his previous demeanor, although he was restless and desperate, this was indeed Ke Long.
He found him easily. After all, Ke Long was the only fifth elemental in the Uncanny Valley. Among the dodecahedrons, he was the only one who was in the same space-time as Mo Qiong.
They didn't even need to transition. Their spiritual power was directly connected!
"Ke Long, I'm Mo Qiong …"
"I'm here."
Mo Qiong was almost trembling. The other party was wild with joy!
"Mo! Qiong! "
"You're here!"
Ke Long's spiritual power could no longer be described as joy. It was an ecstasy that was like a volcano erupting. It surged towards Mo Qiong like an explosion.
Feeling this strong spiritual power, Mo Qiong felt that the consciousness behind it shouldn't be something that a human could have.
It was as heavy and vigorous as the yellow soil, and as hot and violent as the sun. Mo Qiong was in a trance. He had the illusion that this kind of willpower could reverse reality.
Willpower was neither energy nor material. It was neither spiritual energy nor a soul. Spiritual power was a type of energy that wasn't conventional energy. Soul was a type of substance that wasn't conventional matter.
Willpower was just a subjective will. It was a concept. Whether one's willpower was strong or not depended on whether one's subjective will was firm, persistent, and firmly believed in a certain idea.
This was a unique characteristic of a creature with the concept of 'me'.
"Ke Long has been suffering here for so long that his willpower has become extraordinary? Under the torture of helplessness and inability to break free, he has reached an incredible state? "
"If that's the case, it's actually possible for Sky Ghost to be here. Maybe with enough time, willpower can tamper with the information of all things from the root and distort the objective with subjectivity. "
While Mo Qiong's thoughts were spinning, he said with his spiritual power, "I should be able to send you back. The sand I shot disappeared. This means that it has transitioned. Unless there are different space-time divisions in the Uncanny Valley, the sand should have been shot back to the Blue and White Society headquarters. "
Ke Long said anxiously, "You can really … really shoot things out of the World Creation Mountain? This is impossible! No! This is very good! You can really do it, very good! Don't tell me anything else! It's all meaningless. You only need to do one thing! Go back now, find the Doomsday Chessboard and kill the player, everything will be over! The Era of Containment will end, and I'll be free! "
Mo Qiong said excitedly, "This is the ultimate containment measure? The Doomsday Chessboard is actually the key to ending the Era of Containment? Its so-called Apocalypse isn't the Apocalypse of the Universe, but the Apocalypse of the Anomalies? "
"… That's right! Don't worry about me, go back now and end everything ~! "Ke Long said excitedly.
Mo Qiong asked, "Can't you just make the player admit defeat? Why do you have to kill him? "
"Admitting defeat is fine, it's all the same. Regardless, the Doomsday Chessboard will end all anomalies!" Ke Long said.
Mo Qiong's eyebrows trembled, his excited heart suddenly calmed down.
Admitting defeat was fine, but Ke Long just said that he would kill him. Although the result was the same, the ruthlessness and indifference displayed by his instinct shocked Mo Qiong.
He didn't forget what Ke Long said before he came in: Don't believe the me of the past so easily.
Ke Long, to Mo Qiong, had only been apart for 3 months, but in reality, he had gone through 750 million years of suffering, he was no longer the Ke Long of the past.
He might not be able to believe Ke Long's words.
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