Chapter 861 Mysterious Cube
The world around Soshiyang suddenly collapsed.
He found himself in a magnificent space, with a blue dome dotted with stars above his head, and a colorful earth illuminated by the sun beneath his feet. All the worlds in the vast universe merged into a giant tapestry, like a giant tapestry. A chessboard for some grand game.
On that chessboard, a magnificent epic is beginning.
Thousands of empires, majestic strategies and countless races are involved in it, playing out a drama of rise and fall, strife and conflicts, and conflicts.
Unification, annihilation, reconstruction, annexation, invasion, expansion and enlightenment all flashed before his eyes.
And he was sitting in a big chair high up, with a panoramic view of everything in the world.
But the next second, the unreal whirlpool suddenly appeared and pulled him, its unrestricted and terrifying power leveraging his control over the material world.
Soshyan maintains peripheral awareness of himself and his surroundings. He can feel his own body and even see his own flesh and blood.
He observed this body as complex as the Milky Way at a microscopic level, examining the countless atoms that make up the whole one by one, splitting the essence of his life into the tiniest genetic information, as if he were using a prism to skillfully Earthly sifts out its colorful components from the light.
At this moment, he seemed to be a universe.
Suddenly, a strong feeling of falling surrounded him, and the next moment he had fallen from the world.
Falled into a huge space surrounded by black rocks. This place was so big, no less than a world. Only the black walls extending to the endless sky could be seen through the mist in the distance.
Walls surround the body and surround the spirit. In this completely tangible prison, all the shackles of meditation disappear.
Soshyan wanted to stand up, but found himself sitting on a throne with stars, life and destruction on it.
There are no other furnishings in this space. The throne stands on a high platform close to a high wall, and chaotic runes wind on the swirling floor.
For some reason, Soshiyang felt very angry. He wanted to roar, but could not open his mouth. He wanted to stand up, but was restrained on the throne.
When he raised his head again, he saw a huge body emerging from the towering black walls that surpassed the ability of thinking and language.
They were so majestic and huge that Soshyan felt like he was a bacteria.
But he knew very well that they were staring at him, as if it was a trial.
When the fury reached its extreme, Soshyan finally let out his roar:
“A group of betrayers!!”
He broke free from the restraints, stood up, and even broke free from his own body. .
He began to expand, gradually becoming huge, until he saw that place -
The subspace, which presented a tumbling tunnel, endlessly falling into the world of madness and potential. field.
Soshyan shattered the wall, rushed into the tunnel, and began to travel through the violent changes in the subspace, searching, testing, and thinking.
His spirit flew over the unrealistic collision waves. The violent current made him soar excitedly, while the shadow that just stopped and had not yet taken on a clear shape threatened with a dark omen.
Although the concept of space is meaningless, there is a correlation between nodes in the Warp and specific points in the physical world.
When he presses his spirit close to these intersections of reality and irrationality, it seems that if he pushes a little harder, he will penetrate the veil again and emerge from the sky in different areas of the galaxy.
At this time, something called him.
At first it was distant and unclear, but his mind responded to the disturbance as if there was something important to know.
Then he turned to it.
Soon, the sound of thunder - not heard but felt, echoed into his being.
A storm formed in front of him, accumulating a fusion of non-existent colors, like creation and destruction fighting each other.
The storm grew stronger, and it stared at him with a swirling eye. There was something important here, huge and building, and though he couldn't see its nature, he knew he couldn't ignore it.
Soshyan let the storm's outer turbulence pull him closer, the intense eddies causing him agony as he approached.
He could barely look at it, the tidal meaning lingering on the edge of him, but at the last moment he felt the maw opening to swallow him and backed away.
Soon he was approaching again, along the edge of the dream whirlwind.
He did not face it directly, but tried to feel the far side.
This storm was huge, roaring with unparalleled potential power, and secrets gathered at the edges that had not yet been revealed, reaching out to him, inviting him.
It wanted him to be part of this dance, and seduced him into the wonders of this place.
He should see them, he should know them, he should become them.
Because soon everything will be swept away by revelation.
Soshyan did not know the nature of the truth calling him, but he saw its power and resisted it.
He struggled with all his strength to stay above the storm, trying to sense what was on the other side of its center.
When he glanced outside the storm, he found a fragment of the secret, so he grabbed it and escaped from the storm with a cry.
But before he could open his hand to see what the secret was, the world collapsed——
“I——”
Soshiyang woke up Coming over, I found that I had stood in front of the floating cube at some point. It was as big as a Leman Russ. The weird runes on it exuded a dim red light. After Soshyan woke up, he looked like a dying corpse. It fades away like fire.
And when he lowered his head, he saw that he had stretched out his arm and pressed it on the cube.
"You seem to be sleepwalking, walking up to the top by yourself."
At the bottom of the steps, Talos said softly, with a strange fear.
“Every time I want to touch you, I will be bounced away by a huge force, and you ignore the time force field surrounding this thing and walk directly in.”
"Time force field——?"
Soshyan retracted his arm, but his mind was still a mess.
"Huh? It seems to have been closed?"
Talos hesitated for a moment, and finally stepped onto the stairs.
Exactly as he thought, the time force field protecting this mysterious cube disappeared. This time force field is not the same concept as the human stasis force field. The time here is not static. But confused.
It is possible that one second was a hundred years and the next second it was two hundred years.
"What exactly is this thing?"
Soshyan looked at the cube. He vaguely felt that he knew what it was called, but he couldn't tell it.
“I have to ask you.”
Taros sighed softly and walked to Soshyan.
“Although it is not my place to say this, Soshyan, you must remain vigilant about the power within you.”
(End of this chapter)