I'm not a drama god

Chapter 1677 The World of Imaginary Numbers

The auras of the Three Paths and Nine Sovereigns surged within the Spirit Void Realm.

Formulas flickered from the void, then directly covered the entire realm. The next second, the three figures of Lingxu Jun, Hongchen Jun, and Wuji Jun disappeared without a trace!

The oppressive force that had nearly torn the boundary to shreds vanished into thin air, and the terrified people finally breathed a sigh of relief...

Where has Lord Hongchen gone?

"They must have fallen for Lingxujun's trick! They've been taken somewhere else!"

"Damn it, Lord Hongchen must kill Lord Lingxu and return safely..."

"And what about Lord Wuji?"

"Wuji Jun... is not as good as Hongchen Jun."

"I think so too. He killed so many people, it would be better if he died with Lingxu Jun."

"..."

As the crowd chattered and discussed, a figure dressed in a blue knight's uniform and wearing a monocle slowly walked across the street and stopped under the marble eaves of a courthouse.

Under the eaves, a man dressed in a black law enforcement officer's robe stood quietly.

"Where do you think they went?" asked the Jack of Spades.

“They didn’t go anywhere,” the man said calmly. “Lord Lingxu can’t leave this place because he needs to maintain the territory of the Lingxu Realm. They… are still in this realm, just in a place we can’t see.”

"Yeah, just as I thought."

"Can you find them?"

"What? You want to help?" The Jack of Spades looked at him with surprise. "Which side do you want to help?"

The man glanced at him indifferently, "Help... your side."

The Jack of Spades stood there, stunned.

"What? Surprised? Did you think you were hiding it well?" The man's gaze remained calm. "Even your Red King couldn't escape my pursuit... Do you think your disguise skills are better than your Red King's?"

The Jack of Spades chuckled awkwardly twice.

"As expected of the contemporary leader of the [Trial]... Commander Han Meng, thank goodness you're one of us."

If anyone else had discovered the identity of the Jack of Spades, he would have definitely tried to eliminate them, but Han Meng is different... Everyone knows that Han Meng once tried everyone in the Alliance Council in order to clear Chen Ling's name. Although he is not a member of the Twilight Society, he is the Red King's close friend.

It was precisely for this reason that the Jack of Spades was very interested in this leader of the Judgment who was lurking in the Spirit Void Realm, and even found an excuse and identity to take the initiative to make contact with him... However, he did not expect that the other party had already seen through his origins.

"I'm not one of your own." Han Meng paused for a moment. "I'm just doing something 'just'."

“I understand… but even if you’re already at the eighth rank, you might not be able to help much in the Nine Lords’ civil war,” the Jack of Spades said truthfully. “I know it sounds a bit harsh, but we’d better not get involved in their battle.”

"This realm holds its own secrets."

"so what?"

“Find it… now is the best opportunity.” Han Meng’s eyes were fixed on the Jack of Spades. “No one can guarantee that Lord Hongchen and Lord Wuji will win… right?”

The Jack of Spades pondered for a moment: "...You're right."

He bent down, his fingers rubbing against the cracks in the ancient floor tiles, as if searching for something.

"What are you doing?"

"Regarding the secret you mentioned, I might have some clues..."

As the Jack of Spades spoke, he finally seemed to have found the right point to exert force. With a gentle pry of his fingertips, he lifted a floor tile off the spot.

Old soil clung to the bottom of the floor tiles. As the Jack of Spades gently brushed it aside, a hidden and complex mathematical formula came into view.

Han Meng's eyes narrowed slightly:

"This is……"

……

"The world of imaginary numbers."

Wuji Jun stood on the deserted Lingxu Street, his gaze slowly sweeping over his surroundings, a complex emotion flashing deep in his eyes.

They were once companions and comrades-in-arms. Wuji Jun and Hongchen Jun were well aware of Lingxu Jun's various methods... This world before them, which was exactly the same as the Lingxu Realm, was probably Lingxu Jun's biggest trump card.

Wuji Jun took a step forward, and the moment his foot touched the floor tile, a formula that had already been embedded in it suddenly exploded!

Ek=mv?/2

As the spiritual energy shifted instantly, Wuji Jun felt as if he had been struck by a floor tile traveling at near the speed of light. His thigh was instantly blasted into a bloody mist by the passive energy, and he was suspended in the air for a moment...

If it were someone below the level of the Ninth Lord, they would probably be seriously injured just by stepping on a single paving stone.

Wuji Jun seemed to have already guessed this outcome. Even though one of his legs was blown off, his expression did not change at all. With a thought, his body was restored to its original state. Not to mention just blowing off a leg, even if he was beaten to the point of being reduced to ashes, he could easily be reborn.

But this step is already a sign. In this empty imaginary world, everything with a physical form is made up of formulas, which can be triggered and modified at any time... This is the super fortress that Lingxujun has built for himself with countless hours and efforts!

boom--! ! !

A deafening roar came from the side. Wuji Jun turned his head and saw a huge mushroom cloud rising slowly, releasing energy equivalent to the explosion of several nuclear weapons. In the brilliant light, two figures seemed to be flying through the air!

Without hesitation, Wuji Jun set off in that direction.

Even though he had pushed his speed to the limit, the exploding battlefield still remained a distance away from him. Wuji Jun immediately realized that Lingxu Jun had most likely modified the optical propagation formulas of this world...

"You think you can trap me like this?"

Wuji Jun closed his eyes, abandoning the use of vision to confirm his location. Countless materials were born and disappeared within his body. At this moment, he had completely transcended the category of carbon-based life forms and, like an alien, began to release microwaves to confirm his direction.

As soon as Wuji Jun locked onto a location, his figure shot out like an arrow!

Since Lingxujun dragged them into the Imaginary World, Wujijun was forced to separate from his Eternal Realm, losing a massive supply of materials, and his combat power was greatly reduced.

As he approached the battlefield, the "string" that could dissolve all matter was vibrating wildly. A white-clad figure stood disheveled in mid-air, her eyes fixed on the monk's robe figure floating in the air, and thin streams of blood trickled from the corner of her mouth...

"I said that……"

"You are no match for me."

As Lingxujun pointed out, lines of formulas, like code hidden in space, emerged from nothingness and surrounded the two figures in the center!