boyutpedia Chapter 31 A New Dimension
Chapter 31 A New Dimension
It wasn't a gentle drizzle, but a torrential downpour.
The dense rain blurred the view, and the sound of the downpour almost drowned out the fierce clash of weapons.
The sky was an impenetrable, deep black, devoid of sunlight; the only source of light was the occasional flash of lightning across the sky.
But the lightning brought no warmth; instead, it made the battle taking place in the forest seem even more brutal and cold.
The ground in the forest had become soft and slippery from the rain, making it impossible for an ordinary person to stand. Yet, several figures were darting through the rain, fighting fiercely.
To be precise, it was a group of men in black wearing straw hats and black veils who surrounded and killed a young woman.
The cold glint of swords flashed in the forest, and the stench of blood permeated the air in the rain, only to fade as the rain washed it away.
If she weren't pregnant, she could easily have wiped them all out, but now she has to consider the baby in her womb, so she can't go all out.
It is probably because he knew she was about to give birth that he only sent these people to hunt her down.
Another flash of lightning streaked across the sky, briefly illuminating the dim forest.
The woman held a sword in one hand and used one of the men in black as a human shield in the other, while remaining vigilant against the other men in black who were closing in on her.
Just then, a silver ring appeared out of thin air two hundred feet away, and the light it emitted instantly attracted the attention of the woman and the men in black.
It's hard not to notice it; that thing is so shiny, it's a real eye-catching bag.
But the woman and the men in black only slightly diverted their attention to the object; no one paid much attention to it.
Being too distracted will reveal a weakness, and revealing a weakness often means death.
A true assassin, even if a knife-and-shield dog arrives in a flying saucer, will not be completely distracted, let alone when they are focused on a life-or-death struggle with someone.
The silver ring grew brighter and brighter, and it began to spin, drawing in the surrounding rainwater.
What is this?
Despite their curiosity, the woman and the men in black did not move.
After a few breaths, the silver ring stopped spinning and transformed into a round gate about ten feet high, its entire body flowing with silver light, its destination unknown.
The moment the silver ring stopped spinning, the men in black moved almost simultaneously, attacking the woman from all directions. It was a mystery how they had been trained to be so coordinated.
The mysteriously appearing silver door can be ignored, but the woman must be killed; that's their mission!
The mission was more important than their lives, and naturally more important than their curiosity.
The woman threw out the corpse of the man in black that she was using as a shield, and used her sword to parry the two long swords that came slashing down. In the flash of the sword, her sword had already pierced through the body of one of the men in black and cut the wrist of the other.
She didn't approach the silver door; unless she was driven to a dead end, she wouldn't choose to get close to it.
This strange and mysterious thing is perhaps more dangerous than the organization's assassins. If she were alone, it wouldn't be a problem, but she is carrying a fetus.
She was unwilling to bring her child close; nothing was more important than her child, who was the only proof she could feel him and the meaning of her current life.
The woman and the men in black did not approach the door, but something entered their world through the door.
Suddenly, the woman and the men in black found that they could not move their bodies. They were circulating their internal energy, but they just couldn't move.
When did you get poisoned?
What a potent poison!
I'm sorry, I couldn't save our child. I really wanted to see him born and know if it was a boy or a girl.
The woman and the surviving man in black all fell to the ground.
As the woman regained consciousness and was about to open her eyes, she heard a voice congratulating her: "You're awake? Congratulations, mother and daughter are safe!"
Mother and daughter are safe?
The woman opened her eyes and looked toward the source of the sound, where she saw a young man with an odd hairstyle and strange clothes standing not far away.
In any case, this woman has never seen a man dressed like this in all her years of life.
No, this wasn't the time to sized him up. He said the mother and daughter were safe, could it be...?
The woman felt her lower abdomen; it was empty. The little life that should have been inside was gone.
There was a small, familiar presence of life in the room, not far away.
She quickly got up and looked over. In a transparent box she had never seen before, a baby was sleeping peacefully.
The baby seemed to be dreaming, and had a happy dream, smacking its lips in its sleep.
Perhaps it was a mother's heart that connected her with her daughter; the moment the woman saw the baby, she knew it was her child, her daughter.
But, shouldn't we wrap the baby up in something?
So, you just leave it naked in that weird box?
Although it was her first time giving birth, she had never eaten pork before, but she had never even seen a pig run.
As far as she knew, newborns should be swaddled; wouldn't they catch a cold if left like that?
The woman hurried over, reached into the box, and tried to pick up the baby to warm it with her own body heat.
But when she put her hand inside, she found that the box wasn't cold at all; on the contrary, it was warm and comfortable.
She reached out and gently examined the baby with her inner strength, only breathing a sigh of relief after confirming that the baby was simply sleeping.
The woman thought for a moment, then decided not to take the baby out of the strange box. She looked at the baby girl tenderly for a while before turning her gaze back to the young man.
At this moment, the assassin's keen alertness returned, and the woman noticed the strange things about herself, the young man, and the room.
Her clothes were so light that if she couldn't sense that she was actually wearing clothes, she would have thought she wasn't wearing anything at all.
As a top-tier assassin of the Luo Wang organization, she was extremely sensitive to the aura of living people, but she couldn't sense any aura from that young man.
There are many possibilities, but the most likely one is that this person's skill far surpasses hers, making it impossible for her to perceive him.
There are many stronger individuals in the world than her, such as Donghuang of the Yin-Yang School, Xunzi of the Confucian School, Beimingzi of the Daoist School, and Guiguzi of the School of Diplomacy...
But these people are all quite old; they are no longer young.
Of course, it's also possible that this person possesses extraordinary skills, allowing them to maintain their youthful appearance.
As for this room, I don't know what materials it was built with; the ceiling, floor, and walls all look very strange.
The ceiling is a blue sky with white clouds moving freely above it. The floor and walls are decorated with flowers, plants, and trees, and beautiful butterflies flutter among them.
Even more amazingly, the sound of a stream came from somewhere, as if there really was a stream flowing in the room.
Suddenly, a purple butterfly flew out from among the flowers and plants on the wall. She stretched out a finger, and the butterfly landed on her fingertip.
The butterfly's scales, antennae, and patterns were extremely realistic, but the woman knew that the butterfly was not a living creature.
But if it's not a living thing, then what is this butterfly, and how was it made?
Even the most sophisticated mechanical arts of the Mohists and the Gongshu School might not be as ingenious.