MTL - Top Horror Novelist-Chapter 139 (1)

— Have you ever looked in the mirror?

That is exactly the same existence as you.

Every frown, every gesture, every expression of sadness, joy, mourning and crying, is in the corners of the eyes and brows, revealing the emotions you are familiar with.

You laugh, he laughs. you cry…

He was still laughing.

Among the thousands of crystal cut surfaces, each side reflects her own face without any dead ends, repeatedly refracting and missing. In the end, when Chi Yiyin looked up at the countless "mirrors" around her, she even recognized her own face. Don't see your face in the mirror.

Some faces are laughing, some are crying. Some faces are already old, but some... have black hair and black eyes, the appearance of a teenager before he awakened.

Chi Yiyin was startled, and immediately stopped in her tracks, being vigilant and unwilling to continue walking forward easily.

And Isalia's voice was still coming from the front.

"Come here... come... ah..."

"What you want is in the front... the front..."

Her voice overlapped and echoed in the empty space, so hollow that it was unreal.

Like the singing of a sea monster, it lures the sailors on the reef to drive the ship to death.

Isalia's smiling faces overlapped in layers among the mirrors, making the original innocent smile distorted and weird.

Countless girls are reaching out to Chi Yiyin, but their untrue smiles are malicious, wanting to drag him down into the abyss of **** and bury him.

Chi Yiyin still remembered what Isalia said before entering the Palace of Mirrors.

—Under the Crystal Palace of All Nations, countless corpses are buried.

All the people who died in the Crystal Palace will also sink into the foundation and become new human sacrifice pillars.

That being the case, the mirror palace located underground is the place closest to the foundation, which means...

At his feet are those souls who died full of resentment and anger.

Someone has been through pain and vowed never to let others suffer the same way.

After suffering, some people are even more angry at those souls who have not experienced pain, and want to drag them into their own **** to sink.

Are "Chi Yiyin" and "Isalia" in the mirror themselves, or ghosts who disguised themselves as them and lured them to death?

Chi Yiyin stood still and did not act rashly.

A steady stream of power was transmitted from Li Sijun's body through the palm of his hand, and he also slowly discovered something.

- In every mirror, there is no figure of Li Sijun.

He frowned, worried that he might be mistaken, and scanned it carefully again, but he was the only one in the cut corners of each crystal diamond, and each mirror reflecting the figure.

In the mirror, there is only air around Chi Yiyin, without Li Sijun.

But Li Sijun's body temperature is clearly by his side.

Chi Yiyin's originally puzzled mood froze, and he turned his head to look at Li Sijun.

He remembered that Red Bird told him about the "silence" phenomenon in the game field, and vaguely mentioned that during his live broadcast, "silence" had fallen many times, and the outside world could not see the live broadcast video, which was suspected to be blocked by the system.

The purpose is to not reveal the core and truth about the game field.

That being the case, could the core of the "silence" be Li Sijun?

One, the one without shadow.

his identity...

Li Sijun looked sideways at the right time, and also looked at Chi Yiyin.

Those golden-brown eyes are so clear that they are terrifying, and they can see through the soul with a single glance.

He looked at Chi Yiyin quietly, as if he had understood what was in Chi Yiyin's mind, then, he slightly hooked the corners of his lips, and a smile flashed across his face.

"Yinyin, now you only have me in your eyes."

Chi Yiyin didn't expect that Li Sijun would have the mood to say such a thing in such a strange and dangerous situation, so he raised his eyebrows in surprise, and almost thought he felt wrong for a while.

Why does he feel that Li Sijun's words are too intimate...

"Aren't you afraid of dying here?"

Chi Yiyin said calmly: "There are only 25 hours left now, and there are still 10 hours before the battle of dawn. If we can't find the core before that and stop the death knell, everyone, including you and me, will be together with you." The copies die together."

"Or, do you think you have full confidence that you can leave here?"

Chi Yiyin's eyes were full of scrutiny, trying to see through the secret identity hidden behind Li Sijun.

Do awakened people really think that they can leave the copy unscathed?

Even Chi Yiyin himself would not say arrogantly that he will always be successful. His stability and confidence in the future is based on his understanding and confidence in his own strength, so what about Li Sijun?

Chi Yiyin doesn't think that Li Sijun is arrogant and boastful. All the words Li Sijun said all the time have come true, even just an unintentional murmur, predicting the future like a prophet.

Li Sijun...will it be...

Faced with Chi Yiyin's vigilance and doubts, Li Sijun has long been used to it. He didn't even change the smile on his lips, but his long arms wrapped around Chi Yiyin's shoulders from behind, and his movements naturally brought him into his arms. , and then walked forward together leisurely.

His slow enough speed allowed Chi Yiyin to adapt well to the dizziness caused by the change of perspective, and thoughtfully prevented Chi Yiyin from suffering severe motion sickness.

But what Chi Yiyin saw was Li Sijun's deep understanding of this place.

"Li Si-jun."

He whispered his name, and said coldly: "Don't let me discover your little thoughts, otherwise..."

"otherwise?"

Li Sijun tilted his head, and there was a strong smile in his downcast eyes: "Yinyin, I understand you, you are a person whose reason is far higher than emotions, and you will not let your emotions change your mind." Decision. As long as you can get the most benefit, within a certain limit, you will act according to reason.”

"When I become your most important asset, your best tool..."

When he lowered his head and approached Chi Yiyin, there was an intimate gesture between the sharp and cold eyes and eyebrows: "Are you willing to kill me, Yinyin?"

"You and I both know that I'm within your tolerance range. If you don't talk about your emotions, I'm the kind of person you'll stop and appreciate."

When Li Sijun expressed his evaluation of himself, there was nothing unnatural on his expression, as if he had already seen through Chi Yiyin and was sure of his true thoughts.

Chi Yiyin pursed her lips, but did not answer.

But it is also another default.

Indeed, Li Sijun was right.

Chi Yiyin likes smart people and appreciates a calm and sober personality. Even though he has the same strict requirements on himself and others, he is always willing to help such people more so that they can get closer to him.

It's just that all of this is hidden under his gentle appearance, few people will see this, and naively think that he is really the gentleman in a suit that he looks like.

But Li Sijun, he not only saw his original appearance, but also saw his attitude towards the world.

Chi Yiyin twitched the corners of her lips and smiled silently.

Love and kindness are nothing but lies. The rarest thing is understanding—someone who can understand you and support you.

Wordless fit.

After realizing the hidden meaning behind Li Sijun's words, Chi Yiyin's eyes turned warm when he looked at him, and he really looked at him like a companion, not an enemy who needs to be suspected.

Li Sijun noticed Chi Yiyin's change in a short moment.

With a low smile, he whispered in Chi Yiyin's ear, stepped forward with his slender legs, and led him to the mirror-like ground of the Palace of Mirrors.

"Maybe one day, you will find that we are the most suitable pair... Yinyin. I look forward to that day."

Chi Yiyin was so itchy that she couldn't help frowning and tilting her head to the side, and said with a sneer, "Okay, I'm looking forward to it too."

"But not until then."

He looked at Li Sijun frankly: "Show me your value first."

The smile on Li Sijun's lips gradually deepened.

"As you order, my...Professor Chi."

…

Because Chi Yiyin had Li Sijun who couldn't be reflected in the mirror, he was able to gradually move forward in the mirror palace.

But for Red Bird Jingcha, Jinggong is not so easy.

As soon as they stepped into the scope of the mirror palace, the two felt dizzy that was difficult to ignore. Because the brain could not accurately locate their own location, they lost their balance. The entire field of vision was spinning, and they could not find a fixed fulcrum.

And because of the existence of the Human Sacrifice Pillar, Jingcha's awakening ability was greatly suppressed.

The Human Sacrifice Pillar is a sacrificial spell that plunders vitality to support the Crystal Palace, and all awakened people such as Jingcha, what they awaken is equivalent to the power of "life".

—Only those who feel genuine anger and hatred for their own status quo, and who are determined to change, can inspire power far beyond ordinary people.

That is to say, it is people's desire for life and living.

This made Jingcha unable to control even a skeleton monster.

The giant skeleton rabbit that came all the way holding Isalia was left outside alone. The moment the secret door leading to the Mirror Palace from the outside world was closed, it had already cut off Jingcha's perception of the giant skeleton rabbit outside.

And the new rabbits he took out were just young black cubs.

They noticed the difficult situation of the owner, and jumped up and down anxiously on his body and feet, trying to help Jingcha, but it was useless.

Jingcha and Hongniao rely on each other to support each other, so that they can barely avoid falling in the thousands of mirrors.

But worse things still await them.

When Red Bird finally tried to adapt to the surrounding environment and opened his eyes tremblingly to look out, he found that Chi Yiyin was no longer standing in front of them.

No, it should be said... thousands of Chi Yiyin appeared.

But the problem is, those are Chi Yiyin in the mirror.

On the ceiling, on the ground, on the walls... Chi Yiyin is everywhere with different angles and postures, like three-dimensional without dead ends, using countless cameras to keep his image here in three dimensions.

But Red Bird's problem is - which one is Chi Yiyin!

Which direction should they go to meet Chi Yiyin?

"Brother Chi!"

Red Bird wanted to cry but had no tears: "How should we find you?"

His voice kept echoing and overlapping in the empty underground palace, and when it came back to his ears again, even he himself felt that his voice was so strange.

Like, another person.

Fortunately, Chi Yiyin in front heard his voice and turned around to look over.

But there are tens of thousands of other "Chi Yiyin" who act together.

For a moment, Red Bird only felt that he was being watched closely by tens of thousands of eyes, and the sense of crisis from his soul even made him have the urge to run away, his scalp numb.

"Looks like they got separated."

Chi Yiyin: "I can't pinpoint my position right now, and I'm also separated from Isalia at the front. Red Bird, don't worry about each other, you and Jingcha will find a way out on your own. I have Li Si on my side." You don't have to worry, sir."

"Don't waste time looking for each other, leave the Palace of Mirrors as quickly as possible. We meet at the end."

Chi Yiyin's voice was also terribly unfamiliar.

There was even a moment of strangeness in Red Bird's brain.

It's like staring at a word for a long time and then no longer recognize it. It's the same with Chi Yiyin's voice, he can't tell whether it's Chi Yiyin who is speaking, or...

something else.

The high-alert fear made Red Bird break out in a sweat, and even wanted to stride across the path under his feet, and walked forward regardless.

But Jingcha next to him grabbed him.

"What are you doing? Didn't you hear Chi Yiyin say, don't waste time looking for each other?"

Jing Cha still covered his eyes with one hand, and only dared to look at the world through his fingers, as if this would help him avoid dizziness.

He looked at the red bird strangely: "Don't you admire Chi Yiyin the most? Every time he said something, you just nodded in agreement. Why are you suddenly disobedient now? You didn't even discuss it with him, but directly wanted to change it." .”

Jingcha is extraordinarily keen at this time.

He looked up and down the red bird, and his voice was almost yin and yang: "What's the matter, have you been replaced by something? Or the upper body?"

Red Bird: "..."

"I have raised your ancestor for so many years, and you don't even recognize me!"

The red bird was furious, grabbed the black rabbit on top of Jingcha's head, and said to Jingcha, "You make me so sad!"

Rabbit: Don’t rabbits have the right to be rabbits—! I'm even more sad!

Feelings and appearance can be deceiving, but the power of self originating from the soul cannot produce such a high sense of intimacy with strange existence.

Seeing that the black rabbit kicked its feet helplessly in the hands of the red bird, but was so obedient that it didn't make any further resistance movements, and didn't feel the crisis and turned into a skeleton, Jingcha had already confirmed the identity of the red bird.

He covered his eyes and muttered: "Just kidding, the relationship between the rabbit and you is still as good - if you don't let it go, it will be bald by you."

The red bird snorted heavily, her expression softened, but she also leaned closer to Jingcha's ear, lowered her voice, and told Jingcha all her doubts about Chi Yiyin and Jinggong.

"In short, I suspect that there is a problem with the Mirror Palace. It is very likely that the priests and witches that Isalia said have done something here before, making the underground different from the entire dungeon, and even an independent danger."

Red Bird pursed her lips, and said seriously: "You can't take it lightly in this kind of place, the person in front of you may be fake, these mirrors..."

He raised his head and looked around with a deep tone: "I have noticed since just now that the 'I' in these mirrors is somewhat different from me, although tens of thousands of mirrors cannot see all of them clearly, and it will also change with the light and angle. There are errors, but I have been familiar with my face for so many years, and I should not remember what I look like."

Jingcha was also infected by Red Bird's seriousness, and gradually changed his expression.

Then I heard Red Bird say: "I think the one who replaced me in the mirror is not as handsome as me."

Jingcha: "..."

He was speechless: "Are you serious?"

Red Bird: "? Do you think I'm not handsome!"

Jingcha: "Is that the point!!"

He put down his hands angrily, and opened his eyes little by little, trying to let his brain gradually adapt to the chaos in front of him, and then he responded to Red Bird's initial concerns.

"Chi Yiyin is real."

Jingcha glanced forward, and said casually: "I want to beat that guy. My heart is always the same. In front of us, the one who talked to you just now is the enemy who defeated me before."

"As a fighter, we never mistake our enemy."

Jing Cha sneered: "Not everyone is qualified to be an enemy, otherwise, wouldn't I be too cheap?"

"Don't worry, that's that monster Chi Yiyin."

Red Bird: "? So, what's the evidence?"

Jingcha nodded her brain: "Don't underestimate me, my intuition is very clear to me."

"Besides, Chi Yiyin is right."

He looked around vigilantly and seriously, every step he took was cautious, he didn't even lift his feet off the ground, but walked on the ground, worried that the next step would step into a trap that could not be seen .

"In this kind of place, it is too difficult to find people. Every side is a mirror, and these crystals and glasses are cut with diamonds, which is equivalent to distorting the light and images in the entire space. Our eyes, It can no longer help us understand what's going on outside."

Jingcha tightly held onto Hongniao's arm, even leaving a deep purple handprint on his hand, and refused to let go of her grip even a little bit.

"Once you get separated in this kind of place, you can only go forward alone, and you can't waste time with your companions. Since the Mirror Palace was specially designed by the dignitaries of Tangjia City, it means that in its own design, It has the function of guarding against outsiders, and there are likely to be traps and dangers."

"We can only fight quickly. In this way, some of our companions may survive, instead of the whole army being wiped out."

He murmured softly: "Sky's previous countless failures were not because he was protecting his teammates every time, and didn't look for the core at all..."

Red Bird: "? Ah?"

Jingcha regained her composure, retracting her eyes that were a little out of focus by the too bright light.

He looked back at Red Bird, and said solemnly: "You can't get separated from me, or I won't be able to protect you, you know?"

"I won't waste time looking for you, so if you are disobedient and don't know where to go, then you can find a way to get out of here yourself."

Jingcha shrugged her shoulders, resisting the discomfort in her eyes and brain, and dragged the red bird forward: "Let's go. Stand still here, and Jinggong will not move on its own. Send us to the exit."

"Besides."

He looked at Red Bird and smiled slightly: "Isn't this what we have been pursuing all along? Find a way to leave the game field and return to reality."

"Now, we are very close to our goal, why stop there?"

Red Bird was silent for a few seconds, then nodded with a smile: "Okay."

Supporting each other, the two walked cautiously among countless mirrors. When they passed through those crystals and glasses, they seemed to be traveling through a galaxy of bright stars.

it's beautiful.

But dangerous.

Walking forward, the two who dared not look back easily because the mirror disturbed their vision and judgment, naturally did not see that they did not lose their figures because of their departure on the mirrored corridor after they passed by.

Instead, they freeze their appearance in the mirror.

In each refraction surface, there are Beijing tea and red birds with different expressions.

They laughed, they cried, they were covered in blood, they were sad and desperate...

In the crystal on the wall, "Jingcha" turned his head slowly, his eyes twitched, looking at the backs of the two of them, and then slowly opened his bright red mouth.

The long tongue fell off immediately, and rolled down to the ground, and between the sharp teeth, there were still unchewed eyeballs and nails.

With his tongue licking his lips, "Jingcha" turned his head silently.

And in the next mirror, another "Beijing Tea" suddenly appeared.

He sat in the crystal with a dignified posture, but his elegant smile was like a machine that had been adjusted long ago, without any human warmth. He just stared at Jing Cha with those dull eyes, bursting out with strong resentment.

Like a ghost in the darkness showing a corner, angry and jealous of the light beyond the darkness.

Why, why are you still out there and we're stuck here.

Not reconciled, not reconciled...

A vague, gloomy sigh echoed in the empty space.

Jingcha instinctively looked down at her feet.

Red Bird immediately worried: "What's wrong?"

Jing Cha stopped in her tracks and looked at her feet steadily.

"It may be an illusion, but..."

He pursed his lips and said, "I think I saw someone lying at my feet just now."

It is easy for people to ignore the vision in the corner of their eyes. Even if the eyes see it, the brain will process such information as "invalid", and will not pay attention and remember it.

However, during the twelve years of Jingcha's long time in the game field, he transformed his habits and instincts into survival habits suitable for the game field.

Survival of the fittest, the law of the jungle.

Jingcha didn't think he was really wrong just now—even when he looked down now, there was only a large thick and translucent crystal rock under his feet, and he couldn't see the darkness below under the bright light, but he could clearly see it. See, in the crystal stone, there is nothing.

But just now, he did see a face at his feet.

It was as if a person drowned in the lake was floating and frozen in the lake, and as he walked across the lake, the translucent ice made the face of the dead body in close contact with his shoes.

Jingcha even remembered the appearance of that face.

It was a face full of horror, twisted and roaring, with both hands pinched tightly around its neck, as if being locked in a small coffin, gradually deprived of oxygen, suffering from suffocation to death.

Jingcha frowned: "Tell me, is there a possibility that those corpses used as human sacrifice pillars were buried alive?"

Red Bird was startled: "But Isalia said..."

"But she herself is on the side of Tangjia City."

Jingcha was full of distrust: "How can I be sure that she is telling the truth? If she really wanted to help us, why did Chi Yiyin just say that he and Isalia got separated?"

Red Bird couldn't answer.

Because through Jingcha's description of the dead face, he suddenly thought of another thing.

——The murder that Chi Yiyin witnessed with his own eyes.

After reuniting with Chi Yiyin in Gaota Prison, Red Bird and Chi Yiyin exchanged information in each other's hands, knowing all the experiences of Chi Yiyin after waking up until the meeting.

And this method of suffocation to death not only appeared in the groom who died in the market, but also appeared in the serial murder cases in the past.

The groom... Coincidentally, he happened to be the groom of the castellan's house.

But now, Red Bird couldn't help but want to ask—is there really a coincidence in the game field?

Are those dungeons and systems that are desperately slaughtering players really willing to give players an easy way out?

There may be "coincidences" in reality, but the game field restores the entire living environment one-to-one with reality, and is regulated and controlled by a system far beyond modern technology to make the entire game field run in an orderly manner.

In other words, everything is just calculated.

Wind and light, temperature and humidity, death and encounters... all the player's information is in the system database, and every random event hides the system's malice and black market trading secrets.

Red Bird, who knows a lot about the black market, is deeply convinced of this.

That being the case, what is the reason for the groom's "coincidence" of death in the same way?

Is it possible...

Red Bird suddenly realized something, and looked up at Jing Cha in a daze: "What you saw just now is definitely not an illusion."

"Is there a possibility?"

His eyes were complicated: "Human sacrifices to the pillars have never stopped."

Jingcha: "?"

He was puzzled at first, then shocked.

Either Isalia didn't tell the whole truth, or she didn't know the complete plan of the entire Crystal Palace of All Nations.

After all, judging from the attitude of the city lord towards Isalia, a beautiful billboard only needs to bring jewelry and flowers to show its beauty and attract fame for Tangjia City. You don't need to know too much.

As for such an important plan of the Mirror Palace, it was the result of her clever attention that Isalia knew about it, and it was possible to see only a few words.

If this is the case, then under the Crystal Palace of All Nations... I am afraid that from the first time the foundation was rammed, all of them used the method of human sacrifice pillars.

From bone to blood.

Every inch of death was not wasted by priests and witches.

Blood and earth were used to make bricks and stones, bones were used to make stones to lay the foundation, and within three years after the construction of the Crystal Palace of All Nations began, a large number of deaths had been maintained.

Just like the rumors, Bloody Mary used the blood of a young girl to maintain her youthful appearance.

And the Crystal Palace of All Nations uses the lives of the people at the bottom of Tangjia City to maintain this "miracle" building.

In the name of gods, they did horrible things far beyond people's imagination, and they named this "miracle" and were proud of it.

Even Jingcha, who was used to seeing death, froze in place, staring blankly at Red Bird, unable to recover for a moment.

"If you want to build such a vast crystal palace, what kind of foundation is needed...Red Bird, you know better than me."

Jingcha's voice was erratic, with a sense of unreality that was temporarily unacceptable to the status quo.

"Do you know how many bones are needed to achieve that level? That means the death of tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of people."

He gave a chuckle, only thought it was absurd, and slowly shook his head: "How is it possible?"

The red bird gave him a sad look, but only asked softly: "How is it impossible? Little ancestor, you ask yourself, in your life, have you really... never seen anything like this?"

Jingcha revealed an angry expression.

He raised his brows and raised his eyes, with a ferocious expression, but the circles of his eyes were as red as rabbits, as if he was about to shed tears.

"Those damned ones! If they have the guts, they will fight in a dignified way. It's nothing to take someone's life in this way!"

Jingcha roared and punched the crystal wall next to her.

The uneven mirror wall scratched Jingcha's fist, and the blood snaked down along the sharp edges and corners, dyeing the originally bright light red.

Immediately afterwards, the overly bright light repeatedly refracted in the entire space gradually turned red.

It was as red as blood.

Like a warning light that lights up before danger approaches.

Red Bird hurried forward to hold Jingcha's palm, but Jingcha's wound scratched by the crystal couldn't stop the blood flowing out, staining Red Bird's palm red, and dripping down his arm on the ground.

He was stunned: "What's going on?"

The red bird immediately realized something, and hurriedly looked at the wall: "Could it be that there is something wrong with these crystal glasses?"

But after seeing this, both Red Bird Jingcha were shocked.

The blood affected the continuous refraction of light, making the scene inside the crystal clearly displayed in front of the two of them bit by bit.

That is, a corpse sealed in crystal, like amber.

The corpse's eyes were wide open, and it looked out of the crystal with reluctance, as if it wanted to smash the crystal that blocked it and rush out.

When the red bird looked over but accidentally met the dead body, he was startled, and then his heart beat wildly.

He was so startled that his hands shook, and he didn't hold Jingcha's **** palm.

Blood poured out, staining the ground red.

And the two subconsciously looked at the ground, shocking.

—Under the blood-stained crystal stone, corpses, like drowned people floating to the surface, slowly appeared from the bottom, appearing under the crystal layer.

Those faces of death were also filled with horror, and they were looking up at the two of Jing Cha through the crystal, and their empty eyes seemed to be resentful, vicious and malicious.

The dead are jealously questioning the living—why, are you still standing here?

Why didn't you die a miserable death like I did?

Why, why only you escaped!

Not reconciled, not reconciled...

The corpse slowly raised its palm, and with a bang, it slammed heavily on the crystal stone surface.

The entire crystal floor was trembling.

Incomplete blood handprints were printed on the crystal, first one, then the second dead body, the third, the fourth...

Countless **** hands struggled desperately and stretched upward, "Bang! Bang!" They slapped on the crystal, leaving dense **** handprints.

Pairs of empty and dark eyes floated up and down in the bright red light refracted by the crystal, like corpses floating up and down, trying to pull the people on the shore into the sea of ​​blood and sinking into **** together.

The entire crystal floor was trembling violently, as if it would collapse in the next second, causing the two Red Birds to fall into the sea of ​​their death.

The red bird hurriedly looked up, but found that at some time, whether it was on the top of the head, on the walls around, or under the feet, behind all the crystals and glass, dead faces appeared everywhere.

Their expressions were hideous and horrifying, and the blood flowed along the cut surface of the crystal, which could break through the crystal at any time and rush towards the Red Birds.

The crystal, which was complained by the two just now, hindered their movements, but now it became a cage for those corpses, preventing them from rushing towards the Red Birds immediately.

But even so, Red Bird was still worried, fearing that the crystal would shatter in the next second, and he and Jingcha...

"It seems that our conjecture just now has been proved."

Red Bird shook his head with a wry smile, and said with joy in his bitterness: "At least, there is such a good thing, right?"

"Shut up and go!"

Jingcha's ears moved. His ears, which are more sensitive than a rabbit's, had already heard the slight cracking sound coming from a distance. It was the sound of cracks in the crystal.

His eyes sharpened, and the moment he made a judgment, he immediately grabbed Red Bird's hand with his backhand and twisted it, forcefully threw him to his shoulder, and then ran forward desperately with Red Bird in a posture of resisting the sack.

But the simplest movements on weekdays become difficult in the Palace of Mirrors.

The line of sight was constantly disturbed, and even the brain lost control over the body. The disturbed sense of direction and balance became the biggest drag on the corpse, causing Jingcha to almost hit the diamond-cut crystal wall several times.

He had to quickly and abruptly twist his body to avoid it, and his hands and legs supported the crystal wall, which not only left his own **** handprints, but also caused the muscles to be continuously torn and injured in such sudden sharp turns, leaving Scratches in the eyes.

Jingcha's arm was so painful that she could hardly lift it up. Her muscles and bones were injured as a result of the sharp turn. Once injured, the inability to heal became a big problem.

The amount of blood lost was enough to make Jingcha start to suffer from blood loss symptoms, his face was pale and bloodless, and his eyes also turned black.

An awakened person who has been deprived of the power of awakening can only rely on his own physical skills to fight, and he has to bear life and death... No, there is also the red bird.

On his shoulders, he still carried the weight of his companion's life.

Jingcha bit the tip of her tongue hard, so as not to faint and lose consciousness, and rushed forward relying on willpower.

But behind him, the crackling sound became louder and louder, and even Red Bird had already noticed something was wrong.

The red bird carried on Jingcha's shoulders just looked at Jingcha's back, and saw the collapsed crystal floor for the first time.

…and dead bodies crawling out of the bottomless darkness beneath the crystal.

Those dead bodies were staggering, their bodies had long since rotted, but their skin and flesh were skinny and clinging to their bones, and they were deeply sunken, as if they had lost all their blood and muscles.

And many dead corpses still maintained the posture of trying to grab their own throats, and the tense and bent black hand bones seemed to be telling the pain and struggle of suffocation before they died.

The air was taken away inch by inch. Even if he instinctively raised his hand to pull his throat, he couldn't get any more air. He could only feel his own death desperately and clearly.

Then... full of resentment, was buried in this dark place.

Became a stepping stone to someone else's goals and kingdoms.

And now, they finally have the chance to come back here.

Can breathe again, can also make everyone become what they are, so that everyone is in **** together.

If everyone is in the same pain as me, or more painful than me, will I... make myself not look so pitiful?

Corpses staggered through the corridor of the Mirror Palace and walked towards Jingcha. Their empty eyes were sunk in the darkness, and they stretched out their hands resentfully, trying to grab Jingcha.

Red Bird exclaimed, and quickly patted Jingcha to make him put himself down quickly, four legs are always faster than two.

"Shut up!"

Jingcha let out a loud roar and clenched his teeth.

He didn't even turn his head, and didn't even look at the terrifying scene of continuous collapse behind him. He only focused on the chance of escape in front of him, and ran forward desperately.

The constantly flickering light made Jingcha's assistant completely lose his eyesight. He gritted his teeth and simply closed his eyes tightly. To find the way to life.

"Red Bird, please calm down, I will be injured..."

Jingcha gritted her teeth and panted heavily, and tied the wound on her hand tightly with the torn cloth strips, step by step.