Nostalgic Name

Half an hour ago.

Lu Zhou stood next to the clear and transparent space fragment. He heard the voice from the Holy Relic.

"Have you decided?"

"I have."

"Then let's begin."

The space fragment gradually turned into a white mist in front of him. Lu Zhou suddenly thought of something and said, "Wait a second."

"Changed your mind?"

"Nope." Lu Zhou shook his head and said, "Can I make a request?"

"What request?"

"Send my teammates out of this place safely."

The voice went silent for a while.

Just when Lu Zhou began to doubt whether this was possible, the voice suddenly spoke with a relaxed tone.

"Of course, not a big deal."

The white mist entwined in the space fragment suddenly formed a circle. The lines inside the fragment were tangled together.

Just like a broken jigsaw puzzle, the lines and their corresponding tunnels were broken and recombined under the control of a special physical law.