As the flashes of red light streaked by, Mo Ling was jolted back to reality.
Looking closer, where was the iron giant burning with flames? Where were the intersecting trajectories?
There was only the dead, heavy gunpowder smoke and a scorched, ravaged land.
"What... what did I just see?"
Was that real?
Why could I see such a scene inside this jelly?
Mo Ling didn't know if it was an illusion or the actual future. Outside the jelly, the various trajectories continued to extend. If he kept watching, they would intersect again.
Mo Ling didn't want to get lost in it again, so he forced himself to pull his vision back...
Everything around him seemed peaceful. The transparent jelly squirmed, slowly carrying the Block toward the center.
The Black Shadow clinging to the Block seemed to have suddenly gone quiet, for some unknown reason.
'Didn't someone say the jelly was a passage? I don't feel like I'm being transported.'
