Two minutes later, in the dead silence, there were only the faint vibrations and shouts from the distance and the lower levels.

The winding scarlet red flowed down the steps, dyeing the edges of the cracks on the ground red.

Just under Huai Shi's feet, the crack had begun to repair and close itself, and slowly wriggling like a monster chewing food.

Gradually, the limbs and faces that were squirming in the sticky liquid like asphalt were no longer visible, and the whine sounds were gone.

Huai Shi once tried to kill them, but they were completely connected to the entire heart of the permafrost furnace. Even if they were pulled out, they would quickly collapse into ashes. It won’t take long for the remaining ashes to be pulled by invisible force, and after returning to the crack, they would reorganize a numb face...

Everything here is like this.

It cannot be completely destroyed.

The highest achievements left by the casters back then were naturally the most precious and durable type, and they could even be used to extract the source and repair themselves, almost living.

Now, these living metals connect them in series and turn them into one desperate unity...

Huai Shi took a last look at the crack behind her, stepped onto a higher level, and headed towards the top.

As the height gradually rose, he had arrived at the middle of the tower, and the style of the buildings he saw became more weird and beyond imagination.

Art from Hell is revealed here.

As the tower unfolds and grows, even the walls of the tower body can no longer cover the huge furnace heart that gradually expands, revealing the peaceful and peaceful earth outside.

In a beautiful world like a paradise, the large groups are still fighting fiercely, giving scarlet blood to the earth...

But Huai Shi is still moving upward.

The more you go up, the more you can find that countless misalignments are closing. As long as you go up, it seems that no matter which gate you choose, you can reach the only end point... All climbers will eventually gather together.

There are more and more enemies.

Not only the sublimators of the Nightmare Eye and the Ivy, but also the various strange groups they hired, as well as scholars and alchemists... and even the war machines left by the Lord of Hells before the defeat.

The speed of progress and climbing is getting slower and slower, and the situation is getting harder.

Fight after battle.

Just like the whine here, there is no end to see...

Two hours later, Huai Shi sat tiredly on the steps, staring at the messy corpse in front of her, her fingers trembling slightly.

There were too many battles and too many enemies, even Shao Siming, who was good at recovery, felt a irresistible fatigue.

After using the last source material supply from the Ivy, his energy barely recovered.

The wounds on the arm have reunited under the effect of the silver blood potion, but the metallic scars left on the body with crisscrossing and looking so tragic.

“How far is it?”

He leaned on the columns and stared at the ceiling above his head.

The frost giants who suffered severe loss of personnel around them did not respond. They just kept sharpening their weapons, seized time to rest, waited for another start, or waited for the enemy to appear again.

Looking up from the edge of the cracked tower, the top of the tower seemed to be hanging high, without even a slight distance, and it seemed as if it was standing still.

The climb was too long and he was almost exhausted.

As if he was afraid that he would feel lonely.

The sound of iron boots rubbing against the floor sounded again from the stairs below, and the low steps from the Eye of Nightmare overlapped.

Next to Huai Shi, the frost giants sitting cross-legged on the ground slowly stood up, carried heavy weapons, and looked back and looked towards the entrance.

There, a whole team of ten people with Nightmare Eyes slowly walked up from the stairs, with the armor covered with marks with a bloody smell.

The emblem of the Nightmare Eye on the shoulders and shield slowly opened.

A bloody light glow.

They pose as a shock and strode forward.

The battle begins!

Huai Shi sighed, holding the sword of virtue, and slowly stood up.

The blade is raised and pointed at the enemy's place.

Without any commands or words, the frost giants were already running towards the enemy in the ice wind, and the giant axe slashed through the air and collided with steel.

A loud bang burst.

After dodging the curse arrow flying from behind the shield, Huai Shi stepped forward, cleverly turned around against the stabbing blade, and his palm was already pressed on the attacker's helmet.

At that moment, the sound of a torrent burst out from her slender five fingers.

It was the surging flow of blood.

When it washes through the slender blood vessels and merges with each other, it will bring about the real thunder of shipping!

The sky drums ring.

drummer!

The terrifying power comparable to a pile driver exploded in the palm of his hand. The tyrannical power made the opponent fly backwards, knocking down several teammates, and being smashed into the wall, unable to move.

The hideous helmet quickly shattered, revealing the rough and cold face below, full of calmness.

Even Huai Shi stepped forward with a sword, she never felt moved at all.

Frankly face death.

But Huai Shi's steps stopped for a moment. He looked at his face and suddenly asked, "What's your name?"

The sublimator of the Nightmare Eye frowned, but did not speak, his eyes drooped, waiting for death.

"Can't you talk? Are you unwilling to pay attention to me, or... just unable to speak?"

In the noisy hustle and bustle, Huai Shi's calm voice came, "Half an hour ago, I seemed to have killed you once... Don't you remember?"

The nightmare Eye's mercenary was stunned, and then, it seemed that he had finally recalled something and his face turned pale.

It was sluggish.

It seems that I can't believe it either.

"Remembering the person you kill is a good habit, right?"

Huai Shi looked around, ignored the fight around, pinched her chin and fell into deep thought: "So, am I being pulled closer to some illusion?

No, unless it is a crown-level illusion, it should have no effect on me. The Mirror of Nothingness cannot be seen... So, what kind of border relics are formed by this tall tower? It can affect so many people, and it should be close to the scope of miracles engraving?

If you can have such a degree of completion, there should be laws and secret instruments. You have not reached the level of a Creator and a Grandmaster. Such technical ability... Ivy? I think about it..."

After a moment of contemplation, he looked up and asked softly: "If I guess correctly, this should be the trick of the 'theater', right?"

With his words, the fight came to an end.

Because all the Nightmare Eye's movements stopped in place, and then, it seemed as if the dream had woken up, and finally realized where he was.

Looking around in a daze, slowly dissipating in the air.

Never see you again.

The scenery of the surrounding towers is changing rapidly, and magnificent decorations emerge from the air, accompanied by gorgeous murals, thick curtains and hanging crystal lamps and other furnishings...

It seemed like I came to a stage in an instant.

As you can see, it turned out to be a theater that is so gorgeous that it is hard to describe. Outside the stage, there are countless seats in the semicircular stands.

Countless illusory figures are looking at the exquisite telescope.

The sounds of booing are heard one after another.

Obviously very angry at the actor Huai Shi's behavior of breaking the fourth wall without authorization.

The darkness suddenly fell around Huai Shi. In the darkness, a beam of light suddenly fell, illuminating the old man standing there, wearing a mask on his head, and changing back to his luxurious but tasteless clothes. His ten fingers were filled with precious rings.

"Pan Delong." He introduced himself.

Immediately afterwards, a second beam of light illuminated the man in a bachelor's outfit, wearing a high hat and glasses, and introduced himself: "Dr."

Then, it was the Major.

Harry Quinn, who I've ever seen.

Immediately afterwards, a elegant and beautiful masquerade lady wearing a whale bone skirt appeared from the light and bowed slightly: "For the first time we met, Mr. Huai Shi, I am Isabella."

In the end, it was a young farmer who looked labor-ridden and tired in ordinary clothes.

"I'm Pierro."

In addition to the other four members far away in the present situation, more than half of the "theater troupes" have come here in the dusk town and stand in front of Huai Shi.

The miserly rich man, the ignorant doctor, the cowardly major, the exaggerated servant, the vain lady, the cunning farmer...

The pillars that maintain the story have been supported and the characters have appeared.

Become the enemy of Huai Shi.

Huai Shi raised her eyebrows and sighed: "To be honest, I thought it would be Liz."

"Liz won't come here, Huai Shi, you don't have to worry about where she is hiding to prepare for a sneak attack."

Pan Delong raised his hand, raised the brim of his hat on his head, and said solemnly: "Students have stepped onto the battlefield, and teachers should also try their best to pave the way for them to get rid of a little bump...

Now, we are the only ones in front of you, and only the theater troupe.”

Huai Shi couldn't help but shake her head: "When you fight more and fight less, you can use this method. How do you say such a despicable thing so well?"

"There is no way, just like some holy marks are particularly good at fighting, and some holy marks are particularly bad at it." Pan Delong responded leisurely: "Unlike other holy marks, holy marks in the troupe need to be fully prepared to be used, and they are basically useless in normal times...

After all, most of us are teachers and scholars, and are not good at fighting and fighting, so once we have to fight, we will try our best to fight with more enemies, just like now..."

Before he finished speaking, Huai Shi pulled out the Lord of Flies and pointed it at Pan Delong's face without any warning.

Use the same trick again and pull the trigger.

The super-small judicial institution, Lord of the Flies, makes the greatest efforts and liberate!
Chapter completed!