I saw the dark universe spinning in my eyes, and the black planets rolled blankly in its mesh pupils - they kept spinning in the horror they had never noticed.

No one knows these horrors, no luster, no name.

This inadvertent glance threw my reason into the stormy waves of the mad ocean. The huge darkness and pain grabbed my consciousness, and there was no light in my eyes since that moment - although there was no time, this situation must have been five minutes.

Everything that grows in the world depends on light, but there is no doubt that some forces seem to easily defeat it...

I thought it was the destruction of consciousness and intuition, but the heavy rain, the thunder and the strong wind were clamoring, as if I took me back to the stormy night in the town...

"Marcus, don't look at it anymore! That thing has noticed this world, it will infect all living things with its innate madness and chaos!"

Amid the chaotic sound, Mr. Rod anxiously stopped my gaze, "When you stare at the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you! My defensive crystal wall cannot stop such malice, and you will be torn to pieces by its observations!"

But my voice was dazed and confused: "Mr. Rhode...I can't see anything... the whole world is dark... But something seems to be squirming in this darkness..."

My voice became weaker and weaker, and my tone of speaking was like a dream, staring at the huge eyeball under the earth without any attention.

"It must be that there is something wrong with my memory...I saw something I never knew... other worlds and other galaxies... darkness... lightning looks like black, darkness looks like light... no...that thing grabs my thoughts!"

"The lightning no longer shines, but the horror still exists...the cold wind...the huge blur...the black wings...save me...the eyes that were cracked into three petals and burning...I can see everything with a terrible perception that is not vision..."

In the chaotic vision, I recovered my perception at the last moment and observed the world with a ability that transcends all senses.

At that moment, the whole world seemed to stop. My consciousness was like a scanner, emitting uncontrollably fluctuations, embossing the scenery in front of me into my brain, without any mistakes in the slightest.

The shaking grass leaves, the scattered rocks, the expressionless dead bodies, the floating thunder clouds, the dispersed green mist, Mr. Rhode, who was like a ghost...

What attracted my attention was that the twisted expression on Mr. Rhodes' face seemed to see something very amazing. His wide eyes made his enlarged pupils look like a glass bead, clearly reflecting the scene he saw.

In his brown pupils, there was a person in the suspended world, just like a smashed ice, falling apart into different fragments of different sizes. The splashing part was melting into the chaotic air with the shattering rainbow-colored crystals, like an ambiguous dream that remained in the early morning, and there was no longer a foothold...

This person...is me?

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"Marcus... wake up..."

My brain seemed to be repeatedly crushed by a road roller after another wave of Ola Ola Ola Ola, and finally a group of passing mammoths danced on my head, not to mention the shatteredness, and even painted a layer of paint on the ground!

Wait a minute, where did I get so many messy talks? Is the style of painting in this world a bit like a group of chickens?

Oh no, the chicken stands in the crane group, probably the chicken is looking at the thighs...

"The head hurts so much!"

I woke up with a scream and found myself lying in a vast, pure and bright space. Looking up, there were familiar and damn scenes on all sides.

"...Old bastard, get out and explain to me what happened!"

Just as I finished speaking, a hunched figure appeared in my sight and looked at me with strange eyes.

"Boy, do you know what you did! Your level of muddying water is the first person I've ever seen except Rhodes!"

Dad Hook looked at me with a squinted eyes, and every wrinkle on his old face read amazement. Under this powerful skin-pulling expression, he looked several years younger.

Yes, old man, subway, mobile phone, understand it yourself!

"What am I doing? Didn't I just take a look at the cesspool underground? Why do I feel dead in my impression? Or is it the way to die if I exploded until there was no residue left?"

Dad Hook said bluntly: "You looked straight at the old dominator! I really don't know what you are doing, why you can always do things that cannot end!"

I instantly remembered my own experience and glared back viciously: "Who will explain to me once! Why did the agreed journey home become a trip to Silent Hill? Tell me which level I know!"

Dad Hook coughed awkwardly, turned his eyes and whispered: "This method is risky... Besides, except for the wrong time and space position, aren't both latitude and longitude and timeline right..."

I said desperately: "A bubble teapot! You're all wrong! No matter how you look at that world, what the hell is the Yang Electronic Cannon? Where are the general human-type decisive weapons? I'm suspecting that what I'm meeting is not an indescribable figure but an apostle!"

Go to your electronic cannon, if I had thought about it early, I would go back and spit it out loud...

I seem to have lost my usual memory in the parallel world, and there is no information about ghosts and animals in my mind. It seems that there is something to do with the remaining memories and the parallel bodies crushed by mudslides in the pasture...

"Your guess is not wrong."

At this time, the voice of his speech became calm and old, and when he looked up, he was already another old bastard, Yorkson.

Hello! I warn you not to read my memories anymore, otherwise I will be careful that I will angrily open the reincarnation electric drill and use my mouth to spray you to death!

"Ahem... Marcus, the original time travel experiment was very smooth. We also locked in the location of the Ore Town and were about to steal the power of the 'final disaster' and sent you back. As a result, the leaked breath of the 'final disaster' attracted the attention of some equally terrifying existences..."

Old Yorkson sorted out the position of the neckline, as if an invisible pressure locked his throat, causing him to feel suffocating.

"The huge black object that crawled through the sky passed by, instantly tampered with the teleportation position we set, locking the location in this parallel world..."

I frowned and asked, "I'll just ask one question - can I go back?"
Chapter completed!