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At first, Meng Chao saw nothing from the "door".

The flames that surged out from the "door" were too bright.

Absolute light, like absolute darkness, will swallow up all information.

Meng Chao stared at this blazing ball of light like a star, and felt that every groove in his brain was crowded with thorny light.

The light was like a storm, rushing through his mind with such mighty force that he could not think at all.

This feeling lasted for a full minute or an hour or a day or more before he gradually got used to the light of the "door".

Or maybe the light from the "door" was too strong, so strong that it burned countless tiny holes and marks on his retinas, causing some crooked, twisted and worm-like things to appear in his field of vision.

Things are entangled together, forming an inward spiral, extending all the way towards the center of the "door".

From this point of view, the "door" does not look like a three-dimensional entity suspended in the void.

It's like digging a hole directly in the three-dimensional space.

An unfathomable white hole, like a tunnel that leads directly to another time and space.

Meng Chao stared at the white hole for a long time in fascination.

I finally realized what it was that curled, meandered, and spiraled deep into the center of the white hole.

That was the scarlet afterimage that led him all the way here.

It was the path opened by the "God of War" Lei Zongchao.

No, it’s not just the path of “God of War” Lei Zongchao.

In other words, there is more than just this path for "Martial God" Lei Zongchao.

Meng Chao saw in a trance that in all directions of the "door", there were thousands of looming, mottled, deformed and twisted scarlet afterimages.

They were like crazy vines, squeezing through the barriers of different spaces and desperately extending into the "door".

Following countless scarlet afterimages, there are countless people - Lu Siya, Long Feijun, Shen Yupeng, Wu Haibo, and even Meng Chao himself in the form of a monster, all floating around the "door" with expressions that are both empty and pious.

As if possessed, he stared at the "door" and "road" for a long time.

Meng Chao's glasses widened.

He wanted to dance and shout loudly to attract the attention of Lu Siya who was closest to him.

But he soon realized that Lysiya couldn't see or hear him.

Just like earlier, on the criss-crossing "viaducts", they seemed to be only a few dozen meters apart, but they were so close to each other.

Meng Chao realized that no matter Lu Siya or others, he was still in the form of a monster.

They are all in different dimensions from him.

Using the simplest and crudest concept to understand, what he saw was not really them, but just their light and shadow information in a spatial mirror similar to a TV screen.

When a person yells at someone on TV, even if his throat is broken, the person on TV will not elicit the slightest reaction.

What's more, this scene of thousands of explorers worshiping the "door" is both sacred and strange, full of solemnity and soul-stirring oppression.

Meng Chao felt as if the rays of light had unknowingly entangled his blood vessels and nerves, making him unable to have any doubts or blasphemies.

He just wants to be like Lu Siya, Wu Haibo, Long Feijun, Shen Yupeng and himself in monster form.

Gaze for a long time, pay homage, and then follow in the footsteps of the "God of War" Lei Zongchao and walk in.

That's right, the answer to all problems lies behind the "door".

The only thing he had to do was walk in.

"Save us..."

Those voices appeared again.

Thinly, gently, with a bit of timid expectation and vague expectation.

Meng Chao turned around and saw countless Dragon City citizens scorched by the doomsday flames, floating quietly behind him. It was unclear whether they were praying with their hands clasped together, or were curled up and shrunk by the flames. They were like black puppets.

These puppets stared at Meng Chao with ten thousand empty eye sockets.

certainly.

Meng Chao said in his heart, of course I will save you.

Up to now, everything I have done has been for this purpose.

Right now, all we have to do is take one step forward and break through the critical point...

Meng Chao took half a step towards the "door".

But his right foot seemed to be blocked by some mysterious force and could not move forward no matter what.

He vaguely felt that he had forgotten something.

I forgot something very important.

"Tomorrow is meaningless without today."

For no reason, such an inexplicable sentence appeared in Meng Chao's mind.

"What does it mean?"

Meng Chao frowned.

He always felt that there was some kind of force preventing him from entering the "Gate", preventing him from saving Dragon City in the long future, and preventing him from finding answers to all problems.

"No, the future is unpredictable and should not be pried into. The future is just like fate. There is no right answer and there should be no right answer!"

Meng Chao seemed to hear someone, or a remnant soul in the depths of hell, roaring at the top of his lungs.

Along with the roar of the burning soul, he seemed to see a mummy with only skin and bones, trying to break through the barrier of light and darkness, trying to convey an extremely confusing but extremely real message to him.

really weird.

Meng Chao felt that he had only seen this mummy not long ago.

But he forgot all the details.

Meng Chao hesitated, not sure whether he should respond to the mummy's call.

Just as he hesitated for a moment, from the depths of the "door", countless sparkling light tentacles spread quietly, like streams shining in the sun, gently wrapping around his limbs

, torso and head.

The movements of these tentacles of light are so gentle.

It was so gentle that Meng Chao couldn't even muster any strength to struggle or resist.

Pulled by the tentacles of light, Meng Chao fell into the white hole.

It's like a child who has been weathered and confused, throwing himself into the arms of his mother.

In a daze, Meng Chao once again experienced the experience that had occurred deep in the Holy Mountain Temple.

He seemed to be sinking slowly in some warm and viscous liquid.

Although the nasal cavity was filled with liquid, I didn't feel suffocated at all. From the nasal mucosa to every alveoli, I felt like I was soaked in nectar and jade dew, and I moaned in comfort.

He didn't want to struggle at all.

Don't want to surface.

I just want to sink quietly, slowly and irreversibly.

I do not know how long it has been.

Countless colorful and shining "jellyfish" or "cells" appeared around him.

Just like the runes of the ancient civilization that are highly concentrated in information and contain infinite mysteries.
Chapter completed!