Sub-personality: "It's true, a little bit, but it's not that big..."

"It's not big that's the problem. I guess the reason why we still have strength is because our bodies are still there. Do you still remember the posture of those withered bones under the statue?"

Sub-personality: "Raise one hand, half kneeling."

Ye Tingbai: "I think our bodies are still in that position now, losing consciousness and kneeling on the ground. The source of our power is the body. My body's divine power is infinite, why is it weakening?"

Sub-personality: "The connection is weakening, the time is too long, or external forces are possible."

Ye Tingbai: "We cannot accept any of these three. In other words, our time is limited, and the longer you delay, the weaker your power will be."

Sub-personality: "Okay!"

Just do what you say. This is a personality trait. He will only indulge in the current thing and not think about whether it should be done. He only thinks about how to do it well.

There are scissors on the workbench, and there is also a leather carving knife, which can be used reluctantly. However, the materials of these weapons are very ordinary, and I am afraid they will not have much effect. With the current ability of the sub-personality, it can achieve a certain material level.

Refactoring, but the process will be so slow that they can't wait to make a weapon.

In desperation, the sub-personality could only bring two more leather-cutting knives and began to climb up. The tendrils tied to the elevator were very slippery. The sub-personality had to insert his fingers into the tendons to use the force to climb up.

But it doesn't take much effort. The outside defense of this whisker is very average, but the closer it gets to the core, the denser it becomes. It's hard to say whether it can be cut off.

The sub-personality climbed very quickly, and it only took about ten minutes to see the gap on the next floor. What surprised him was that the floor of that space was a little strange. It was dark red and uneven, and it looked like something.

biological tissue, not a building.

The sub-personality climbed up along the tendrils. The hole was just big enough for the elevator to go up and down. After passing through the hole, the space in front of it suddenly became brighter, filled with a dark red light, and it was no longer pitch black.

But even with the light, he can't see far. His eyesight is really limited. In order to drive away monsters, he removed his eyes. Now the sub-personality's sight belongs to his own perception, and he can construct a three-dimensional map of the surrounding one hundred meters in his mind.

Obviously this ability is often better than vision, but there is one thing that can never be as good as vision, and that is distance.

He could only scan things within a hundred meters and analyze the light, but he couldn't see further.

The sub-personality continued to climb up along the tendrils. He wanted to see what was on top. This time, it only took him a minute to climb to the end. The end of the tendons turned out to be an eyeball covered with bloodshot eyes.

The radius of the eyeball is enough to be ten meters wide, floating in the air.
Chapter completed!