Chapter 489 194 Disaster

Chapter 489 194. Disaster

While Li Aoz was preparing for both situations, Cangyue in the atmospheric element demiplane frowned.

"It's been so long, hasn't Lioz made any move yet?"

He didn't think Lioz would die so easily, but with his ability, he couldn't observe whether the space-time had recovered without jumping out of the dimension.

Unlike what Li Aoz thought, Cangyue could stay like this until the other party was seriously injured and died.

Not every time he made a dimensional jump, he would be so lucky to jump to such a safe demiplane. Before the Kappa stage, any dimensional transfer and dimensional jump had a high risk.

If he entered a demiplane that was about to be destroyed, he would be dead.

If it weren't for the fact that the reverberation caused by the other party's gravitational wave was too great, he wouldn't have to use this trick.

But his son was still outside, in that high tower, and now he was also affected by the freezing of time and space and couldn't withdraw.

If Leoz noticed this and took action...

For Cangyue, he actually had no choice, he had to go out no matter what.

Cangyue waited quietly for a while and stopped the cross-dimensional attack.

"Wait five more minutes... Leoz should not be able to discover the truth of the teleportation tower."

He couldn't figure out how much energy Leoz had stored. As a Zeta-level sequence arcane holder, this greatly affected his judgment.

Wait a little longer, if he was lucky, Leoz would probably be finished.

The plan and tactics were very stable, but Cangyue didn't realize that the previous colonization failure was not simply an internal factor.

Literary works often refer to fate as silk threads, which are intertwined, connected or knotted, so there is a world where people can contact and communicate with each other.

Just as Cangyue was waiting, the silk thread that he and Leoz intertwined had already vibrated, and this vibration affected other destinies that intertwined with him. Some were calm and without ripples, and some were too far away for energy to reach.

The scourge accumulates disasters and is looking for those affected one by one.

It tried to interfere with the operation of the power of the arcane, but its meager power could not touch the higher-ranked [Wanyue].

So it retreated to the next best thing and started from its body, making the wind noisy, trying to interfere with and destroy Wanyue's plan, but Wanyue was determined and clear-minded, and was not affected by the outside world at all.

It continued to exert the power of disasters, making Wanyue feel toothache, slipping, making his luck worse, and destroying his image in the eyes of the storm giants - but Wanyue was as still as a mountain, unmoved.

The scourge felt tricky. Obviously, Wanyue was an existence far beyond it and the holder of power, but Li Aoz's order still made it persist. The continuous energy injection allowed the scourge to radiate power to all levels. It continued to accumulate disasters and finally found a way to solve the problem.

Its energy extended outward like tentacles, exerting a negative impact on the real world.

Dry air makes people impetuous, and impetuousness will make people more anxious and absent-minded, sensitive and fragile.

Li Aoz's power continued to pour in, accumulating more disasters for it. Its tentacles flicked gently, extending to the near-Earth orbit of Baizhu Star, which was hundreds of thousands of meters above the ground. It penetrated deep into it and silently interfered with the occurrence of fate.

Amaryllis Fortress, the auditorium where the training class was held.

Minister of Education Balkomon wore plain glasses and continued to teach seriously:

"...Everyone in education needs to be aware of the limits of their abilities. Don't be a salesperson who only cares about performance. What you are training are future soldiers, workshop technicians, scholars and business managers. You should communicate more with students. Secondly, I would like to say that some universities have academic bureaucracy problems. This year, there have been more than one vicious incident of workshop owners stealing students' research works. In our civilization, such things are unforgivable. The people involved have been severely dealt with. If they are found again, the direct relatives of the next three generations will not be recruited by any educational institution on Baizhu Star. I hope everyone will take this as a warning and avoid similar problems again."

This kind of official language is really sleepy, even for extraordinary people.

After a day of training, the educators in the audience were already very tired. Although they were all extraordinary people, no one could withstand the intimidation of a Kappa-level super-powerful person. They listened to the content with fear throughout the whole process, and they had to be mentally tense at all times to bear the curse of the realm on Balkomon.

The distorted breath from the lower abyss of the stars would only make people feel physically uncomfortable. Even the strong people of the Omega level could not escape it. If they stayed in this environment for a while, they would go crazy.

"I think it's getting late. In this case, let's stop here today - everyone, sort it out, go back and think about it, and adjourn."

Balkomon took off his glasses, looked at the people in the audience who seemed to have been pardoned, and sighed.

He actually didn't like this kind of ideological examination, but now the situation forced him to do it.

After suffering heavy losses on the battlefield, Yedie Lao began to infiltrate from other aspects, especially from the aspect of religious beliefs, using some small favors to win people's hearts, and then held many rallies and asked you to participate in various activities. Finally, under the influence of the crowd, it is easy to waver in thought.

This kind of thing is something that the Supreme Council of the Crystal Tower cannot tolerate.

In addition to this incident, there is also that guy Leoz. After entering school, I saw that he had been regressing for a long time and his credits were even negative. I was suspicious of his test results, but in less than a month, he earned back the credits.

This weird phenomenon makes him, even a person who has been to the Star Abyss, scratch his head. He can only attribute it to his personal expertise. He should pay more attention to it in the future to see what is going on.

"There have been so many troubles recently, and the front line is asking for people. What do the adults above think? Even the students of White Candle Star are not spared. Will the next step be to recruit soldiers from among mortals?"

For some reason, he was particularly upset today and had a bad temper. He had just scolded some professors and scholars who had neglected their duties on the podium - logically speaking, as a strong man of the Kapa Order, he should not be like this.

Balcomon was slightly confused.

In realms he cannot see, evil is constantly at work.

‘Go look out the window, look at the planet, and relax. ’

Suddenly, Balcomon came up with this idea.

Indeed, he had not landed on the ground for a long time. The fragile environment of White Candle Star could not support his powerful body. The entire planet was extremely afraid of him. If he was not careful, he might accidentally destroy the entire planet.

For White Candle Star, he is the most terrible disaster.

The evil takes effect gradually, leading to the disaster.

Take a look, take a look at this planet, and you will definitely find something strange.

Balcomon stood up slowly.

That's it, hurry up and take a look, just turn your head, take a few steps forward, and focus outside the panoramic sunroof.

Balcomon turned his head and looked at the window of the auditorium.

"I wonder what the planet is like now?"

The power of the disaster is accumulating, like streams gathering together to form rivers, seas and lakes. The disaster is ready to move and is about to reveal its ferocious fangs——

Snapped.

A stack of documents fell on Balcomon's desk, and the secretary said regretfully:

"I'm sorry, Minister, this is a document that is urgently needed by the Ministry of Commerce. Please process it as soon as possible."

The disaster was like a deflated balloon all of a sudden, and all the strength of the body hit the air. The pool of disaster is filling up, almost overflowing.

Balcomon had no choice but to sit back and start reviewing the documents again, but his words were heard by Ms. Nastisa, the dean of the School of Magic Applications in the audience.

She packed up her belongings and asked her colleague with whom she had a good relationship:

"Ye Wangnan, you've been sitting here all day, why don't you go hang out in the corridor?"

The tentacles of disaster began to stir again.