Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-Second A Pinch of Black Balloons(2/2)
The next sentence is: "Now that the scout team is so powerful? Then why do we need a combat team?"
Xiao He ignored him and glanced at Lin Mo.
That means, go quickly.
The ghost blood ring has reached its limit.
Lin Mo took the diary, quickly ran to the ghost blood ring, and laid the diary flat on the ground. Xiao He understood and immediately opened a gap in that direction.
The two-dimensional nightmare lost its black hand and seemed to be anxious. Moreover, it seemed that it could not see the affairs of the three-dimensional world and could only rely on induction.
Now that there is a gap in the blood ring, it instinctively escapes towards the gap.
As a result, I suddenly walked into the infinite corridor painted by Lin Mo.
From the perspective of Lin Mo and others, the nightmare disappeared instantly.
However, the footsteps did not stop.
But the footsteps at this moment came from the diary on the ground.
Lin Mo walked over and took a look. On the page with the infinite corridor drawn on it, he could see a dark man walking back and forth in the corridor.
Seems to want to go out.
But the infinite corridor is a loop that cannot be escaped, so this nightmare can only keep going in circles. The most powerful thing is that it is already in the two-dimensional world and knows nothing about it.
"Success?"
Xiao He recovered the ghost blood and felt a little better. He ran over and saw the black shadow in the infinite corridor in Lin Mo's diary, and he was relieved at the same time.
Lao Qi and Lao Gui also ran over to take a look.
"You said, this thing won't escape, right?" Lao Qi was a little embarrassed just now, and now he has nothing to say.
Chapter completed!