Hearing the last sentence, Roland couldn't help but tremble. =music=wen=

Why is there a battle of divine will in the dream world?

He glanced at Garcia, whose expression did not change, and he did not know if he had known about this or had not cared at all.

Roland had no choice but to suppress the doubts in his heart, and under the guidance of the lights, he followed the crowd towards the square.

At the end, he found that there were many honeycomb-shaped passages embedded in the towering stone walls, and whether it was from the ground or between the passages, he had to take an elevator suspended from the guide rails. I didn't think it was bright when the square was lit up before, but now when the vision is dimmed, dozens of elevators running up and down are like floating fireflies, making people feel like they are in a futuristic city.

However, this design looks very beautiful, but it is extremely inconvenient to use, if it is built in the city center as a landmark, forget it, buried in the ground is to show it to whom? In case of fire, power outage and other emergencies, I don't know where to escape.

Of course, having a headquarters underground is counterintuitive, and it is simply unjustifiable to keep it from intruding, or if it is a need for secrecy.

If it weren't for the Martial Arts Association, there would be so much money that there would be nowhere to spend it, then there must be other reasons.

After entering passage 24, Roland found that the ground under his feet was also a teleportation ladder, and as long as he stood still, he could move forward automatically.

Such a handiwork is simply astonishing.

Garcia shrugged as if he was confused, "This was once a mine, and the elevator passage on the wall was just a use of the abandoned mine tunnels—some of them were newly excavated, depending on the rate of erosion. ”

"Erosion in a mine?"

"Not exactly, but you can think so for the time being. ”

"So the association built its headquarters underground to prevent erosion from spreading?"

Garcia gave a strange look, "No, there's nothing that can stop the erosion from spreading, it's not the erosion that the headquarters is guarding against, it's the awakened with bad intentions. ”

Seeing what Roland wanted to ask, she shook her head slightly, "When you see it, you'll understand." ”

The passage soon led the group to another hall, which was set up somewhat like a lecture hall, with the floor cascading down to form a lectern at the bottom. The defenses here were obviously much tighter, and everywhere you could see martial artists dressed in the same costumes, standing expressionlessly on both sides of the hall, staring indifferently at the newcomers, with no intention of welcoming them at all.

What about the straightforward personality and enthusiasm of the martial arts practitioners? Roland slandered in his heart, treating the newly awakened people like this, no wonder others are reluctant to join.

After everyone was seated, the chief disciple Lan took the podium again.

Without saying a word, she lifted a curtain on the stage, revealing the huge glass box below.

Roland couldn't help but frown.

He saw a dark red "crystal" in the box, suspended in the center as if it had no weight, which reminded him of Tachira's magic core. However, the power of nature in the dream world is not as ever-changing as magic, and this crystal has almost no substance, but it is a bit like a clumsy sample made of 3D projection, but looking at Arashi's serious expression, it doesn't seem to be joking.

"It's ......"

"Erosion. Garcia said in a deep voice, "Or "loophole." ”

"What?" Roland was stunned.

"It's just a small part of it," she sighed, "and our world is getting in shambles, and that's the nature of erosion." ”

"I think some of you have guessed, or felt—" Arashi said, word for word, as he swept the room, "an evil force has entered our world, and it has caused the Fallen to emerge in an endless stream, seriously threatening the safety of the Awakened. But I would say that this notion is wrong, there has never been any evil force, it is just ...... Overlays from another world. ”

The audience was in an uproar.

"What do you mean? Can you make it clear?"

"What does the other world mean?"

"When did the Martial Arts Association become an academy?"

"What is the Fallen, alien?"

Completely different from the performance of real newcomers, those martial artists who had already awakened the power of nature did not care about the identity of the other party's chief disciple at all, and directly shouted loudly.

"Silence," Arashi said unmoved, "I'll talk about what I have to say after reading the next show." ”

With her words, the glass box slowly rose upward, exposing the "crystals". Then three booms hung from the top of the podium, each with a camera on top, and the wall behind Arashi lit up - it turned out to be a huge screen, three different angles, from each of the three cameras.

Roland soon noticed a tingling phenomenon on his scalp.

No matter which direction the camera is shooting from, the irregular crystal always looks the same.

How is this possible?

Shouldn't it be a perfect sphere that can do this?

The angular things represent discontinuous changes, and the visual presentation must be different from each façade, but he was stunned to find no sign of rotation in the three images, as if it was not an object, but a red spot on the screen.

His brain had subconsciously identified it as a virtual image, and the crystal itself did not exist.

But Arashi's next move surprised Roland.

I saw that the chief disciple took an iron rod handed over by the assistant and inserted it straight into the red crystal, but the stick did not penetrate the phantom as he expected, but disappeared directly in front of everyone. Through the screen, you can see that the three cameras faithfully restore the original appearance of the iron bar, the polished marks on it are clearly recognizable, and the angle is not at all problematic, but the red spot remains the same, as if the three iron rods are ...... from different angles Pierced into the same place in general.

When Arashi pulled it back, the stick in his hand was missing.

The hall fell silent suddenly.

In the face of such a vision, everyone fell silent, as if an invisible hand had covered their mouths.

It was a long time before someone stood up and said, "Can I go on stage and have a look?"

"Please. Arashi nodded.

The man stepped up to the podium, stared at the red crystal for a long time, and suddenly let out a low sigh and reached out to grab it—his skin glowed with a pale silver light, clearly using the power of nature. Warriors who can do this should not be underestimated, Roland once heard Garcia say that driving the power of nature to release is to some extent close to the fallen demon, and ordinary weapons cannot be injured. If you want to practice this skill, you are either talented, or you have experienced years of life and death battles, which is far stronger than ordinary martial artists.

This is probably the capital of no one in their eyes.

Lan stood with his hands behind his back, and had no intention of stopping it.

A terrible scream followed, and the man didn't grasp anything at all, and his palm crossed the crystal without any hindrance, but the part that came into contact with it disappeared without a trace, like the iron bar—he raised his hand, and only a bloody half of the slap was left at the heel of his wrist!

Everyone gasped in unison.

Roland now understood the meaning of Garcia's words—"You don't want to touch it," because any contact would only turn into nothingness.

When the injured were taken by the martial artist for treatment, several people stood up one after another, hoping to come up to the stage to take a look, and Lan also responded one by one, but this group was much more cautious when they observed. In the end, the chief disciple simply arranged for everyone to take turns to step forward and experience this incredible scene up close.

Roland is no exception.

When it was his turn to take the stage, he pretended to be casual and circled around the crystal twice, but his heart sank sharply.

The rippling red light surging inside it is familiar!

In the realm of the gods, he had seen a similar scene.

And in that field, the red light hanging overhead represents the red moon.