Panting heavily as he desperately climbed up the floor of his room, the first thing he saw was a bunch of cleaning robots surrounding the door of his room, and among them was a white-haired nun who looked like she was asleep.
Hey, hey, go away, those annoying robots. However, the nun was the only one here. In that case, the source of the smell should not be her.
"Ha, hey hey, Indicas, what are you doing here? If I fall asleep here,"
Half-jokingly, when the Mahjong robot rushed to the side, he squatted down and shook the sleeping Indicas. Should he cook for her later? As he thought about this, Danga Ujo slowly stopped what he was doing. Even though it was getting dark, Danga Ujo had already seen the bright red color that dyed his originally pure white Taoist robe.
Blood.
Ha...
What was this?
One minute before and one minute after, such a huge difference in reality made the previous post fall into chaos. Is this red…ketchup? Indicas, who was about to faint from hunger, used her last bit of strength to squeeze out the ketchup to eat? This imagined scene was too funny. The previous post could not help but laugh.
However, he couldn't laugh.
How could he laugh?
The three cleaning robots let out rattling sounds as they moved back and forth. They were cleaning the dirt on the floor. It was a red liquid that flowed out of Indicas 'body and spread on the floor. It looked as if he was using a dirty rag to continuously turn over the wound, trying to suck everything out of Indicas 'body.
"But…Damn it! Get lost!"
Those annoying things were like leeches in the fields that made one feel disgusted. It was as if they wanted to throw away something on their body. They would give up on themselves and hug the cleaning robot that was surrounding Indicas. However, those cumbersome things were designed to be automated and anti-theft. Therefore, the cleaning robot could not move even half a step after trying for a long time.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Why is this thing so annoying!"
Kamijo Dangma suddenly stood up and kicked the cleaning robot closest to him. It seemed that because of the kick, the kick that Dangma gave up on himself made the cleaning robot move a few steps back.
[It can work!] When he saw this, Dangma was delighted. He looked like a drowning person who suddenly kicked his feet, only to find that the water had reached his neck.
Knowing that this method was feasible, Kamijo immediately kicked the remaining cleaning robots to the side. After a long time, the middle area was finally empty. Kamijo's lips were purple from excessive blood loss.
How could this be…how could
The previous chapter even clearly remembered that when he was woken up by the heat wave this morning, the astrology on the television flashed past the edge of the screen like a weather forecast."Born from January 20th to February 18th, you are an Aquarius. Today, whether it is love, career or wealth, you are unstoppable! No matter what, there will always be a good result in the end. Go buy a lottery ticket! However, don't challenge the three-split or four-split game just because you're too popular with girls.」
Thinking about it now, it was ridiculous, right? Was this reality?
Hey, hey, even if it's unrealistic, don't be so unreliable!
Dangma Uejo laughed bitterly as he babbled nonsense in his heart. His hands trembled as he went to check on the girl lying in front of him. Her pitiful appearance made people wonder if she was still breathing.
"Damn it! Damn it!" The confused Shangjiao couldn't help but roar,""What's going on? Are you kidding me? Tell me who did it!”
"Oh? Was it done by us, the Magician?”
The voice that came from behind was not from Indicas.
Shangjo turned around forcefully, looking like he was about to go forward and fight for his life. The elevator…was empty. However, there was a man standing at the exit of the escape ladder. He seemed to have come up the stairs.
This fair-skinned man was nearly two meters tall and looked younger than the previous one.
Her age…was about the same as Indicas, around 14 or 15 years old. Judging from his height, he should be a foreigner. As for his attire…he was dressed like a priest of the church, wearing a black monk's robe. However, no one in the world would believe that this man was a priest.
Perhaps it was because he was standing upwind, but the distance between him and Shangjo was at least 15 meters, and he could already smell the sweet perfume. Her shoulder-length blonde hair was dyed red like the setting sun. She wore shiny silver rings on her ten fingers and hollow earrings on her ears. Her mobile phone pendant was exposed in her pocket. A lit cigarette was dangling from the corner of her mouth. The most exaggerated thing was that there was a bar-code tattoo under her right eyelid.
It wouldn't be right to call this man a priest or a delinquent.
The man stood in the corridor. With him as the center, the atmosphere around him was obviously a little abnormal.
Here, it seemed that the common sense that was recognized in the previous article no longer applied. Here, the world seemed to be governed by completely different rules. The wonderful atmosphere spread out like cold tentacles.
The initial feeling in the previous post was not " fear " or " anger ", but " confusion " and " uneasiness ". It was as if his wallet had been stolen in a country with a language barrier. He was filled with despair and loneliness.
A feeling like cold tentacles slowly spread through his body…and his heart gradually froze. At this moment, the post finally thought of something.
This person was a mage.
This place seemed to have become another "foreign world". In this place, special characters like mages existed.
It was obvious at a glance.
Even though he still did not believe in the word 'magic'…
However, the person in front of him clearly could not use the common sense of his own world to think.
"Oh? Hmm…that was really a heavy chop…"
The Archmage shook the cigarette at the corner of his mouth and looked left and right. Then, he said,"Although I knew that it was God Slicer…I didn't see any blood along the way, so I felt relieved.”
The Archmage looked at the cleaning robots that were gathered behind Tana Uejo.
Indicas was probably " slashed " somewhere else and struggled to escape here before finally collapsing to the ground. There should have been bloodstains everywhere along the way, but they were all cleaned up by the cleaning robots.
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