A fitting description.
Although everyone was trapped in a bizarre enclosed space, it did not prevent them from sequentially perceiving changes because the "disturbance" was indeed significant.
It wasn’t physical weightlessness, but rather a sense of spiritual disorientation, as if being swallowed by eternal darkness.
In general, Su Gao’s taphor was quite accurate, and the fact that no one objected afterward was evidence of this.
This was followed by a suffocating silence, as if the endless fall was an enormous test of will, and Lord Stos seed to be contemplating the necessity of his final ans.
"Did you hear the sound?"
And in this oppressive atmosphere, at a certain mont, Ah Kai suddenly lifted his head, sowhat uncertainly looking at everyone and cautiously asked.
"There is, but it’s very faint."
And evidently, he wasn’t the first to hear it. At that mont, Aike had already exhaled slightly, proving he had the sa sensation.
It was a sound, and it even seed like singing.
Though not entirely lodious, it seed like a humming just at the edge of perception, yet its penetration power was quite strong.
So much so that this wooden ship, which suppressed the perception of Second Order Extraordinaries, couldn’t block it in the slightest, and soon it resonated within the ship.
Bizarre, but seemingly not a bad thing, as it at least brought so change.
Without concealing this feeling, Aike glanced at Stos beside him, whose expression seed to relax slightly as well.
"What is this?"
But before they could further discuss it, she exclaid in surprise the next mont.
...
The singing continued, but at so point, the "fall" suddenly ceased, as if the wooden ship had touched the seabed through a terrifying whirlpool, landing abruptly.
Although the scenery at the seabed seed a bit off.
Indeed, the most surprising aspect wasn’t the change in perception, but the truly special sight before them.
In an instant, this ship seed to turn translucent, swiftly dissipating any obstruction to their vision, allowing them to see outside.
Still darkness, seemingly with countless stars above, yet the stars appeared unreal.
They did not bring a sense of light, yet truly "twinkled" as if in a story.
Fu Qian wasn’t an astronomy enthusiast, yet he could still ascertain that it wasn’t caused by simple refraction or anything of the sort.
To describe it specifically, it was very "anthropomorphized," as if countless faces lurked in the pitch-black sky, winking down below.
And the scene beneath the sky was equally extraordinary.
Upon descending to the "seabed," the seawater disappeared, or rather, so more concrete concepts erged from the previous void, with the ship soaring through them suspended in mid-air.
Those were creations towering like mountains yet possessing bizarre shapes.
Straight or bent, their forms followed strange rules, even offering an unnatural visual perception.
To put it taphorically, this ship was like a flying insect weaving through a giant’s realm.
The sight was rely a scene from their daily lives, yet it was enough to make one feel insignificant.
There truly was a "door."
While marveling that the seabed really had a Bikini Bottom, Fu Qian swiftly noticed an intriguing location ahead—
With a smooth turn, the ark navigated around a genuinely square shaped pillar mountain, where a different hue appeared in the distance.
Enormous, seemingly brimming with endless vitality, and indeed in the shape of an upright door.
Feeling the surging vitality within, the ark unexpectedly accelerated, penetrating right through it.
...
This roaming ground for the escape pod was truly abstract; had it been traversing such places for hundreds of years?
Beyond the door was still a domain of darkness.
The green barrier seed weightless, and in the blink of an eye, a new scene unfolded before their eyes.
The oppressive landscape of the giant realm was replaced by a coastline akin to eternal springti.
Upon seeing it, the thrill of transcendence and self-sublimation filled the heart once more.
Even though those blinking stars remained above, their brilliance could not be hindered.
Surrounded by green trees, vivid blossoms, flawless green grass spread downward, stretching into the sea.
The latter, due to its excessive tranquility and clarity, even evoked a sense of disbelief in the water’s existence.
However, discussing this here wasn’t particularly aningful; Fu Qian was well aware that the so-called translucence of the ship was rely an illusion.
These nurous scenes weren’t truly seen with the eyes.
Just like the ongoing humming, multiple abstract information flows entered the ark in a similar fashion, creating an illusion that could be "seen."
A simple test, Fu Qian had previously tried closing his eyes, and it had no impact on what he "saw."
Furthermore, after leaving, Fu Qian tried "looking" back towards their previous location, only to find that even the door was gone, replaced by a bottomless abyss as if the world’s seas were pouring into it, accompanied by dense thunderbolts seemingly continuing to rend the heavens and earth apart.
There was no sound, but its terrifying majesty could only be described as Divine Beings’ wrath, and within the fierce lightning outlines, various bizarre nacing forms seed to be sketched.
There was no darkness more terrifying than this, in stark contrast to the beauty on the other side—
This thought did not last long, as the ark gradually approached the coast, and as the beauty beca more distinct, the blooming flowers in full fluttered into the sky at that mont, swiftly converging among the stars to form a—sun?
Because it was also circular, but not considered a moon, the reason was simple; "sunlight" appeared around the "sun."
Not only the petals of various colors gathered randomly to form a circle as if drawn by a child’s crayon, but even lines of petals stretched outward in several directions, reminiscent of light and warmth spreading.
Even this warmth seed genuinely felt, and the coast, stripped of its flowers and left with re greenery, appeared to sway as though nourished by the light at that mont.
However, it did not recklessly grow into towering trees; the leaves and branches seed to interconnect beyond boundaries, even adhering to a unified rule.
Within a few breaths, the lush greenery gathered into a smooth, oily barrel shape, with even the grass combining to form a peculiar and large "cocoon".
"What kind of place is this..."
The contrasting changes brought an indescribable bizarreness and distortion; the initial joy upon seeing the coastline now turned to at least twice the negative feeling. At one point, Aike’s voice finally couldn’t help but erge from beside him.
User Comments
0 comments from readers