()Darkness, complete darkness.

It's darker than it is, and it's gloomy than it is.

After realizing that there was only darkness around him, Zheng Zha almost accepted the fact that he was dead.

Floating in the ocean of light and sound, a certain existence named Zheng Zha quietly and gradually sank into deeper darkness.

There is no end to the darkness. No, maybe he was not falling from the beginning, because there is nothing here. It is not that there is no light, but there is not even darkness. Since nothing can be seen in nothing, even the meaning of falling is unclear.

invalid.

Even this word is probably impossible to describe.

"——Is this death?"

Even this murmur seemed like a dream.

In Greek mythology, death and sleep are equated. When a person has no active interaction with the real world, it is indeed different from death.

The eyes cannot catch the light,

The ears cannot hear the sound,

No odor can be smelled in the nasal cavity,

The tongue cannot lick the taste,

The skin cannot feel the touch,

Even the "heart" cannot accept fluctuations.

In this confused darkness, although his six senses were not lost, they were completely indistinguishable from loss.

Swallowed by the imaginary time and space of the Night Angel, Zheng Zha, who was in complete darkness, could only observe things similar to time.

Thanks to the characteristics of the fourth level of gene lock, Zheng Zha, who has insight into his own mana consciousness, can feel the passage of absolute time.

As natural as flowing, as ugly as sex, he just counted the time.

However, he still didn't know how much time had passed.

One second? One minute? One hour? One day? One month? Or one year?

I can feel the passage of time, but I have no idea how much has passed.

Because there is nothing that can be used as a reference, even though his heartbeat and pulse are still beating, he cannot judge the time by relying on them.

There is nothing around.

He kept looking into the distance but could see nothing.

He kept waiting for something, but saw nothing.

In complete loneliness, Zheng Zha was on the verge of going crazy.

It's not that he hasn't tried to break this dark cage, but no matter how powerful his attack is, if he can't find the target, then the attack will only start from scratch.

It would be the same even if he used all his strength to perform an external primordial movement and hit an attack that was comparable to the magic cannon.

How can a physical attack attack a virtual entity?

The boundless void of darkness is like the confined space called the Möbius Ring, a prison from which no one can escape regardless of any physical impact.

There is no exit and only extended space. It is a sealed world that all kinds of weapons cannot interfere with. Because there is no body, physical weapons that can only conflict with tangible objects have absolutely no contact.

But, a miracle happened.

I don't know how much time had passed, but just when Zheng Zha's consciousness was close to sinking completely, light suddenly flashed out in the darkness.

Black light, black light in the darkness.

This is really a strange thing, but Zheng Zha really felt this light.

The violence described in words such as greed, anger, fear, jealousy, and panic tore a tiny wound in the darkness of the void, and introduced a burst of familiar thoughts into this dark void.

"Is it you? Copy"

There was a trace of fluctuation on the dull face, and Zheng Zha, whose consciousness was almost completely wiped out by the darkness, felt an impulse from the bottom of his heart.

(…prehistoric…)

The true energy flowed down from the purple palace in his mind at a rapid speed, and the magic power also rushed upward from the dantian in his lower abdomen. Two energies with completely opposite attributes merged fiercely in his heart.

At this point, Zheng Zha, who had almost lost his mind, desperately used his last forbidden power.

【Prehistoric · The Creation of Heaven and Earth!】

Suddenly, an unimaginable amount of power burst out from his body. This power was so huge that even his hidden dragon body couldn't bear it, and his body began to be damaged when he used it.

, but power is still power. This unimaginable power was finally used by Zheng Zha.

This powerful force was overloaded in the limbs and bones. Zheng Zha, like the great god Pangu in mythology who used a giant ax to cut through chaos, raised the tiger sword in his hand and slashed into the clone Zheng Zha with all his strength.

That tiny gap in space!

"Hmm? What, what's going on?"

Night Angel, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, suddenly covered his lower abdomen. Unexpectedly, a squirming "foreign object" suddenly appeared there.

As if parasitized by an alien, the foreign object in the abdominal cavity crazily hit the soft flesh of the internal organs, causing waves of unprecedented twitching pain.

As a being born with the body of longing, Lucifer had never experienced the labor pains of a young girl, nor had she experienced the strongest pain of a mother's childbirth. This sudden and unreasonable pain instantly stunned her.

Already.

Body chills, fingertips numb...

My forehead is sweating.

Lucifer clearly felt that his uterus had been cut open from the inside, and the prisoner who could do this was obvious.

Did you escape? It's unbelievable.

Night Angel, whose face was twisted in pain, murmured.

But it's true.

Just now - it could be said that somewhere in Lucifer's own imaginary number space, it was cut open.

It was as smooth as cutting oil, without any obstruction, and the space itself was cut open with a snap.

This should be impossible, but it actually happens.

And Lucifer himself already knew the reason why this miracle happened.

Limitation is not virtuality.

In order for a limit to become a limit, it must be defined.

Without finitude, limit would not exist.

It is because things have ends that we can observe limits.

Of course, Lucifer's imaginary number space has not reached the true imaginary level, it is just a limit, so there is a corresponding limit.

But of course, the finite does not exist within the limit, because it is impossible to cut off what does not exist, so it is impossible to escape from the prison.

However, the clone Zheng Zha's Tomb of Soldiers attack coincidentally penetrated her uterus, tearing a gap in the world of imaginary space.

Therefore, the finite, which originally did not exist in the finite, appears in the finite.

In the limitations that he fell into, Zheng Zha found the non-existent limitation, and then cut it off with the power to create the world.

With this, Zheng Zha broke away from the imaginary number space and squeezed out of the broken uterus while maintaining his prehistoric form, and then slashed the lower abdominal diaphragm in front of him with a knife.

The t-force field was not placed inside the body, but even if it was there, it could not stop Zheng Zha, who had started his prehistoric life at this time.

Under the successive slashes of the tiger soul sword imbued with the power of the ancient times, the abdominal diaphragm, which was several meters thick and several times harder than super alloy, did not hold up for long, and a ferocious wound tore open on Night Angel's white lower abdomen.

Come, Zheng Zha, whose whole body was dyed red with blood, and the jet of blood surged out together.

"Hooooo——"

After suffering the torture of loneliness in the darkness, the first thing Zheng Zha did when he saw the sky again was to raise his head and let out a terrifying roar.

In comparison, the demon Zheng Zha, who was surrounded by the power of original darkness, was robbed of the limelight for a while.

At this moment, Zheng Zha, who was covered in blood, looked more like a devil than a devil.

And the declaration that followed him was completely worthy of this blood-stained "heroic appearance".

"Cry, scream, die!"

Waving the tiger sword in his hand, Zheng Zha, who was bleeding all over, brought up a scarlet blood shadow and flew into the air. His violent appearance did not look like a calm warrior at all.

This is indeed madness.

Although he has overcome his inner demons long ago, it does not mean that he will never enter the "impulsive" state.

Tormented by the darkness in the imaginary number space, he was on the verge of mental collapse, and coupled with the aggrieved feeling of being plotted against him due to carelessness, Zheng Zha at this time was completely comparable to being "possessed".

The madness he vented, coupled with the power of the wild, made Zheng Zha extremely dangerous at this time.

However--
To be continued...