Doomsday Wonderland

Chapter 1939

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In the absolute darkness, her eyes lost their function, and she couldn't see her fingers—Lin Sanjiu couldn't control the momentum of her body, her ribs suddenly hit a hard object, and the pain made her "sizzle" suddenly. Cool air.

She held down the pain under her ribs, touched the thing, and started with a smooth arc, like an armrest.

The endless black, like a blindfolded curtain, can't see anything. When Lin Sanjiu's heartbeat and breathing gradually calmed down, the smell of dust, tiny particles, and a faint musty smell in the air filled her nose.

It seems to be a space that has been closed for many years, no one has ever stepped into it-even the air is stale and moldy, and it is mixed with some pungent smells.

However, for Lin Sanjiu at this moment, this breath is no less a gift from heaven.

She exhaled heavily, fumbled and sat down on the first stair step, and sighed lowly: "...I'm out."

—To be honest, even now, she still can't figure out what she did right to get out of the copy.

When the time was reduced to 40 seconds mercilessly, Lin Sanjiu really thought he was going to confess in the fairy tale copy this time—the time left for her was too little, and frankly speaking, even if she was given a week, she There is no certainty that it will be able to solve the mystery.

The carriage from three different directions, the destination is the palace. If the troika can be prevented from entering the palace, perhaps things will be solved: Emma will not enter the palace, she may go home to find her daughter; if Blue Beard does not enter the palace, she may not meet the old man fairy, as for Cinderella , Not to mention.

Although this is just wishful thinking, there are countless other possibilities in the story—for example, Emma went to be an **** dancer elsewhere; the old man fairy took the initiative to find the blue beard; Cinderella and the prince met two days late, etc., which will lead to the protagonists. Death—but this is the best way Lin Sanjiu can think of.

With a hard kick, the touch that rose from the roof of the pumpkin carriage seemed to remain at the feet; Lin Sanjiu had already rushed to the palace a step ahead of the carriage between a few jumps.

Her plan was to destroy the only way to the palace-although it was a big move, it was "one thing" anyway. Lin Sanjiu opened the [Painting Style Mutant Version, Ding Ding], and jumped onto the tall statue of the king at the gate of the palace. With his hands accumulating power, a fierce boy plunged into the ground.

This is the place where the carriages outside the palace meet. As long as it is destroyed, the carriages that have not entered the palace will be stopped outside—

"Destroy the road, cost 5 action points. Confirm?"

Lin Sanjiu's momentum did not change, and she shouted "Confirm!", the next second, her fists were already wrapped in Qianjun power, and she smashed the ground before the line disappeared—

I don’t know if the relationship has been “confirmed” with the dungeon. The power is more powerful than she expected. Numerous broken bricks exploded with a “boom”, splashing out in all directions with Lin Sanjiu as the center, exposing the ground. On a deep pit. The earth's surface is at a rapid speed, starting from the big pit, a long and deep seam cracks into the distance.

In the dense rain formed by gravel, dust, and smoke, Lin Sanjiu narrowed his eyes, trying to see clearly the approaching vehicle.

At a glance, her body chilled.

Because outside of the rubble and smoke, I don't know when it turned into a somewhat cold afternoon.

It is no longer night, and there is no bright decoration of the dance party around. Cinderella's carriage and Bluebeard's carriage were gone.

Lin Sanjiu stared blankly at a half-person-sized rock, smashed it heavily on a carriage, and suddenly collapsed the frame. From the broken car into pieces, several women’s voices were heard quickly. Scream.

In the carriage of the song and dance troupe, not only this one was damaged-a few of the cars did not end up in time because of unexpected mutations. Even the carriages and horses rolled on the ground early, and for a while, they screamed and wailed. , One after another.

The countdown was over long ago, and Lin Sanjiu was still in the copy. The road was indeed ruined, but it seemed to have no effect except for hurting the song and dance troupe-she just felt cold all over, did not step forward, and fell to sit on the ground.

Lin Sanjiu never expected that the "teleport" he had experienced before would happen to Cinderella and Blue Beard this time.

She put her fingers in her hair and looked at the direction of the song and dance troupe a bit blankly, without any strength.

After the copy fails... what will happen to her?

"Ah, ah, lighter! My legs, my legs—" A familiar voice came into Lin Sanjiu's ears with a cry. She looked up and saw that several soldiers from the palace were working together to rescue people from the frame of the collapsed car.

It was the young Emma who was helped out while crying softly.

"It doesn't matter, you just have a broken bone, and you will be well..." A red-faced soldier did not dare to look at Emma's face, but lowered his head to comfort him in a low voice.

"No, I want to dance, I want to dance..." Emma wiped away tears from her face and sat on the side of the road whimpering.

She was hit by a stone in the leg, and the blood leaked out of the skirt, spreading a large area.

Anyway, I was dying too, and it made Emma-Lin Sanjiu a soft sigh, and couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

"You can't dance like this..." The soldier just took time and came back, and handed Emma a handkerchief. "You wipe your face with this..."

My vision is a bit blurred.

Because I don’t know when, Lin Sanjiu’s eyes were filled with a layer of tears: Just die like this, she is still not reconciled—

However, before the thought was finished, her body suddenly lightened, as if she was lifted up by someone with her feet, and then flung it in the air, and the upside-down fainted world spun up in front of her eyes, quickly. It's dark...

The last thing she saw was a gray stone stele. Immediately, she plunged into darkness soon.

After the ribs hit the armrest, it took a while before Lin Sanjiu finally realized that he had come out by himself.

She returned to the black tower.

…However, why on earth? Emma was injured and couldn't dance anymore. Thinking along this line, at best, she rescued Little Red Riding Hood and Cinderella.

After a few seconds, the confusing fairy tale copy gradually abdicated from Lin Sanjiu's mind, and the cold reality returned to her consciousness again.

—Anyway, just come out, whatever it is!

After so long in the fairy tale copy, I don't know how long has passed since the outside world, maybe everyone is still fighting hard. The most important thing right now is to find the energy center and destroy the glass cover!

Feeling the faint softness of his legs, Lin Sanjiu wiped a tear from his face and called out [Abilities Polishing Agent], and the silver light suddenly spread all over the space around his body like water.

The door when I came in was still perfectly silent. As she expected at the time, the space in the black tower was really small; judging from the open space, it was probably less than ten square meters. At this time, the stairs she was sitting on took up a lot of space, winding upward and extending out, forming spirals one after another above her head.

I don't know how many floors the black tower has, but it seems that I can go up the stairs all the way up.

After breaking through the copy on the first floor, there shouldn't be any danger on it, right? Lin Sanjiu carried 【Ability Polishing Agent】, cautiously walked upward step by step.

In the quiet black tower, only her own footsteps and the slow breathing sound.

The dead silence lasted for too long, and because of this, when the harsh doorbell suddenly exploded in the dark, Lin Sanjiu's heart beaten hard, thinking that he had heard it wrong—

However, at the gate, there was still persevering "jingle" and "jingle" ringing several times, and the silent air was shattered into pieces.

Lin Sanjiu aimed the light at the door, and his heart bounced, his hands had quietly turned on [Painting style mutant version, Ding Ding].

The door rumbled open, just like when she came in.

As soon as the door opened, some sky light leaked in from the outside--what made Lin Sanjiu subconsciously relieved, the sky light was very dark, and it seemed that it was still late at night.

The black figure who walked in from the door seemed to be hit by the light as soon as he came in. After a pause, he tried to call out: "...Sister Lin?"

Lin Sanjiu breathed a sigh of relief, dropped the polish used as a lamp in his hand, and laughed a little tiredly, "So it's you."