Different Dimension Game Chapter 194

The feathers of the nine-color deer will change color due to external spiritual power. There are nine colors in total: white, yellow, red, purple, dark blue, light blue, black, green, and orange.

This is actually similar to the testing instruments of the Academy of Sciences, and even the instruments of the Academy of Sciences are actually manufactured by imitating the supernatural principle of this fluff.

As a real sample, it is actually more powerful than the detection ability of the instrument.

Pan Hao cut off half of the fluff with a little heartache, stuffed it into his mouth, and swallowed it.

Suddenly, in his eyes, the whole world changed, as if there were colorful bubbles and cobweb-like cracks, constantly being born in the space, and then disappearing immediately, like the tides of the sea.

This may be the so-called "space tide" in the abyss...

Pan Hao cautiously returned to the room and acted as if nothing had happened.

"There are two strange, you left the elevator first?"

"Yes." Feng Ling replied.

With the help of the nine-colored deer, Pan Hao quietly looked at Feng Ling's soul, looking like a human being.

"It's a bad thing, the [it] in your mouth is likely to have projected your own power in this world. Since you can travel through the world, those weird people can also travel through the world and come to us."

There was a trace of guilt in Feng Ling's heart, and she was restless, this is indeed possible.

If the world also collapses, could she be the culprit?

After all, if she doesn't travel through, these weirdos may not be able to discover this world.

Thinking about it like this, I felt a lot of pressure, and my body was sweating.

Pan Hao was still looking at it, he saw a dark red flame, hidden in the little girl's mind, the intensity was black, which was the highest level that could be detected.

(Sure enough, she has hidden power inside her.)

(What is this flame? The power of a saint, or...)

The next moment, he saw a dark light again.

Hidden in the soul of the little girl, the intensity is also black.

This group of dark rays of light seemed to have noticed his gaze, and in an instant, it was overwhelming!

On the spot, Pan Hao was frightened to death, and his soul was frozen.

(What's going on? How come there is still a power!)

"Hey, are you listening?"

"I'm listening, I'm listening." Pan Hao regained his senses and found that he was fine.

It may be that the other party did not deliberately attack.

He couldn't stand such a chaotic scene!

Without the saint's reminder, this time I really have to die.

Old Pan, who is in his seventies, has his toes clasped together, and his mind is thinking fast. This was the second most terrifying scene he had ever encountered in his life.

"You will report the process of crossing." Pan Hao pretended to be calm.

(If this woman is the anchor of the unknown demon god, why did the sage bring her over? Surround the point to help?)

(It's not that there is no such possibility... Instead of letting the unknown demon **** and random projection power, it is better to concentrate it, and it will be easier to deal with it in the future.)

(I've seen this technique before, artificially creating a main anchor... It's a saint's technique.)

"...Is this the monster in the elevator room you've seen before?" Lao Pan thought of something after listening to the other person's description, and flipped through the bookshelf behind him for a long time.

A large part of them are newspapers.

The newspaper is called "Today's Talk", the name is unremarkable, but the price is extremely high, 100 yuan a piece!

As the world's financial center, freight center, and trade center, the free port also has the fastest circulation of news.

The newspaper "Today's Negotiation" is only circulated among high-ranking officials and nobles, and ordinary civilians can't buy it if they want to buy it, and they haven't even heard of it.

Pan Hao is only qualified to buy a newspaper through gossip methods because he is in frequent contact with this circle and as an insider.

The large-scale content of the newspaper introduces the recent auction market of strange objects. The eight-digit, nine-digit transaction price is really eye-catching.

Wealth, the eternal topic of human society, is not only a kind of identity, but also a kind of right and even a pursuit.

There are also some reports about the Taishan altar. In the future, the auction of many strange objects will be transferred to the Taishan altar...

It seems that something big has happened, and the Taishan altar has become a new communication center.

People with insufficient levels can't even inquire about news.

According to his memory, he found a newspaper from twenty years ago.

A small piece of news was reported at the location of one of the tofu blocks: in the downtown area of ​​Hong Kong Island, there was a strange red-clothed man who was missing one foot and kept crying. The first time he appeared, he was killed by a young man.

This young man may be the Black Guard investigator.

Investigators in black clothes are actually quite annoying here. After all, this place on Hong Kong Island is a mixed bag. There is no so-called espionage law. All forces come here to participate. The power of capital is far stronger than the power of the people.

"She... is dead?" Feng Ling could almost confirm that this was the woman in red that she met in the elevator, missing a leg.

It's easy to identify.

Turned out to be dead?

Fengling was surprised.

And he died twenty years ago?

Pan Hao frowned and racked his brains again to think: (The time when these things entered, was misplaced.)

(As soon as they enter our world, they will be cleaned up. This black-clothed guard came too quickly and cleverly, and it is most likely the guidance of a saint.)

Pan Hao nodded slightly and kept pondering.

(But the Demon God's patience is infinite, and it will use hundreds of thousands of years to continuously project its own power.)

(Passive defense, there will always be a day when the defense line is broken. This is not quite right.)

He stretched out a hand and lightly touched the large piece of mithril, a cold feeling transmitted from his fingers to his mind.

Mithril, a medium that transmits spiritual power~www.mtlnovel.com~ Its supernatural properties should be neutral, and it will not be harmful or beneficial to the human body if it is used to make jewelry. And obsidian, in mysticism, has an extreme effect of warding off evil spirits, which can avoid the interference of negative energy.

Therefore, real nobles prefer to use mithril with obsidian to make expensive accessories.

But this piece of mithril...

The more contact there is, the more cold it feels.

Pan Hao counted his heartbeat gently, and found that his heartbeat speed increased a little when he touched this piece of mithril.

In the field of vision of the "Nine-colored Deer", Mithril also appeared black.

This is unusual.

(These items she brought may have residual power from [It]. Using them recklessly, although there will be no problem for a while, but over time, it may be re-anchored by [It]. But she doesn't know it yet. )

"What is [it's] main ability?" Pan Hao asked in a low voice, "Just give a rough idea. If it's dangerous, you can leave it alone."

Fengling pondered for a while, and said honestly: "We call it [false] in private, and the ability is cognitive pollution, which distorts human beings. At the same time, it has the ability to rewrite concepts."

Pan Hao's scalp was numb, and he took a deep breath: "Mental?"

"No, conceptual rewriting is not a spiritual ability, but a time-based ability..." Feng Ling shook her head.

This is not easy to do! It's not something the old man can solve at all!

Pan Hao had a general idea in his heart: Does the sage want me to call the police directly?

Call the police, yes, call the police!

Chapter end