The key is inserted into the door lock.

Snap.

Iona and Hala walked into the house.

Mathewton and others were stopped by Iona while the whole campus was looking for Kelly.

Knowing what they were doing, Iona stopped them from wasting their efforts.

Kelly is not in the school at all. She told Iona yesterday that she needs to go out for something today, so it is absolutely impossible for Mathewton and Richard to find Kelly.

After asking what they wanted to do, Iona came here.

She was not familiar with Skyd White. She only knew that he was Kelly's suitor. However, he did not do anything extraordinary during the pursuit, and Iona admired his perseverance.

Two girls, one older and one younger, walked into the guest room. Skid White was lying on the bed, making a faint groan of pain in a state of unconsciousness.

The man was disheveled, and Eulalia and Hevin left in a hurry as soon as they got the time and place.

"Holla, get me a towel."

Iona took a basin and boiled some water.

In fact, it might be better that she was the one here instead of Kelly, because she often had to take care of people who were delirious and close to coma when she was a child, so she was quite good at this kind of thing.

Even though the two grew up together, Kelly had never done this kind of thing.

Because she is the one who needs to be taken care of.

This situation gradually became more frequent when Kelly entered adolescence. The doctors could not explain why, and because this short-term state of chaotic consciousness had never caused real harm to Kelly, they did not worry too much.

, I just feel like the doctor said - this is just too much stress, and the body's protective mechanism has been triggered.

For things they are not familiar with, doctors can only make guesses based on previous experience. However, since it will not affect health and life, the matter has been slowly delayed.

It wasn't until Kelly disappeared that people around her regarded Kelly's confused expression of entering dreams again and again as a sign of mental illness.

The doctors found nothing, and her parents insisted that modern medicine was not yet complete, but Iona didn't know whether Kelly's mother, Ms. Delisa, really believed what she said.

Of course the doctors couldn't find anything, Kelly said.

She told Iona that she was not wandering aimlessly during that time, she almost saw another world, a world composed entirely of the dead.

The corpses of the dead are scattered all over the world. In her eyes, all the lives she sees are still corpses.

"What if the person moves? Won't the body move with him?" Iona asked at that time.

"No, it's not like that, but in the universe on the other side, the physical laws are different from our original world. The movement of our world is also a state of stillness in that world, and that world also has the concept of motion.

and objects, but they are not necessarily moving in the real world.

"That is, maybe the corpse I saw was indeed moving, but I was unable to recognize that it was moving, or in other words, in my concept at the time, the object my eyes saw was indeed stationary."

Iona was completely confused and couldn't understand any of Kelly's words.

But she believed Kelly's every word.

Because Kelly is such a person, if she really suffers from mental illness, she will definitely say that although the things she saw may exist, they are most likely hallucinations created by the brain and are her imagination.

But she didn't, she was sure that everything she saw was real, endless corpses, a weird universe built in our world, and many crazy scenes that could not be described by the crude human language structure.

She knew that those things were not necessarily things that existed in their universe, but her ability to see these things was definitely not due to some genetic disease or psychological problem. Everything she saw had its basis, and it was definitely not the hysteria of a madman.

Since Kelly returned from that runaway, she has become more and more stable. She claims to have found a way to control this "vision", and indeed, as she said, she has really controlled everything.

However, the man lying on the bed kept mumbling some confusing words, which reminded Iona of Kelly when she was a child.

Words that could not be formed into coherent sentences kept pouring out of Skyde's mouth:

"Evil God, Master, Doomsday, please, Hell, let me join the Palace, Crow."

At this moment, Sgaide's brain seemed to be stuffed with cotton and stones, and it was spinning extremely slowly.

He was not sure to deceive Hewen that he was seriously traumatized, so he chose to let Hewen see that he was severely mentally damaged.

He couldn't remember why he made such a stupid decision, and how could he be sure that he took the initiative to almost break his soul? Maybe it was a terrifying conspiracy of some ancient evil existence.

He smiled very hard, and then, warm and moist liquid poured into his body from somewhere, stimulating the touch and temperature sensing systems to start functioning.

It was long after the liquid had disappeared that he realized what had just happened.

Someone fed him a cup of hot water.

So, he did hear some strange collisions just now. He thought they were auditory hallucinations, but it turned out that they were footsteps.

The man turns his attention back to himself.

What's his name?

White, yes, his last name is White, but what about his first name?

Unable to remember, pain instantly occupied most of his head, and his body resisted the thought of his name.

Okay, forget the name, let's start with something simple, like am I a good person or a bad person?

Wait, how can I be sure that I am a human and not an elf?

Then think about whether you are good or bad first, and don't stick to race.

"White, our family has been making deals with powerful evil alien creatures - demons five hundred years ago. Although within the realm of Hela, those hell residents cannot fully project their power, but this has given us

An opportunity to control and steal their power."

In the haziness, a tall man stood in front of the little boy. At least in his eyes at that time, this man was still very tall.

The father’s voice was unmistakable:

"You will definitely become an outstanding demon warlock. You will inherit White's name. You have to kill it."

The boy raised his hands tremblingly, but could not move for a long time. Those were his friends.

Coward, White roared at the child, aren't you already mentally prepared? Pick up the knife, pierce it, and let the world witness your power.

Skid White, you don't have to be tied down to anything, you will get everything you want.

The boy seemed to have heard White's words and fiercely inserted the tip of the knife into the cub's body.
Chapter completed!