Doomsday Wonderland

As we all know, Bohemia's temper increases with her abilities, and even she herself is very aware of this personality trait of hers. But this also means that once others notice that her temper has suddenly improved, they will guess that the rumors about her impaired abilities are probably true - this is absolutely not allowed.

She had to grit her teeth and continue to lose her temper, even though Bohemia felt a little faint in her heart.

When she sneered heavily, she felt like a bluffing pufferfish: "Close? Are you dreaming?"

The man with long platinum hair sighed softly, as if he wasn't surprised at all.

"I've always liked you," he said as he turned around. The triangular wall that was said to belong to the "Marshmallow Castle" immediately swayed like water waves, reflecting his reflection. He checked his newly grown dark hair roots and said softly: "Although you have a bad temper, you are different from them. You never hide what you want. If you die here today, I will I think I’ll save myself a few bites.”

Bohemia was silent for two seconds.

She tried to think about how she would have responded in the past; but at this moment she only wanted to ask one question, so it rushed out of her mouth: "Octor, what is going on here? I used to come from I don’t know if the World of Illusions Pavilion is still here or can be closed.”

Octo glanced at her in the mirror.

"While you were not here, little girl," he pursed his lips, letting the lipstick color fit softer and more naturally on his lips, "a lot of things happened here..."

"Nonsense, I see it," Bohemia interrupted, "I just asked you what happened."

"I can only tell you a little bit." Octo adjusted his clothes and admired the left side of his face - he always said that this was his most beautiful angle. "Now the Pavilion of the Representational World has an owner, do you understand? I am just a pair of eyes hired by him to guard the entrances and exits on this side. This owner has learned a piece of news, so he does not want to let anyone in or out today, because ...You don’t need to know why.”

He laughed hoarsely. Although his voice quality is not pleasant, there is always an eccentric charm to Octor when he speaks. “The less you know, the safer you are.”

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Bohemia raised her voice, unable to restrain her surprise. "The Pavilion of the Concrete World is shaped bit by bit by the consciousness of countless evolvers! Who -"

"He is a person who is so powerful that he can monopolize it, and no one dares to challenge him." Octor shrugged, "But he is quite reasonable, and most of the time we can still use this place, so up to now. There wasn’t any trouble.”

Bohemia searched her memory for a while, and she immediately rejected several names that came up. She really didn't know who could possess such absolutely overwhelming strength - after all, how could it be possible? The strength of an evolved person is only relative in most cases. There is always the possibility that the weak will seize the shortcomings of the strong and counterattack successfully; it is this dynamic balance that allows the weak to have a certain chance of survival and growth. space.

But she didn't dwell on the issue.

"I don't care about the rest," she lowered her voice and took two steps closer to Octo, "That master has nothing to do with me - but I have to go in today, I have something I have to do!"

Octo looked up at her from the mirror again—this time, his gaze lingered for a few seconds longer.

"Why would I risk it," he chuckled, "by letting you in for nothing?"

The pufferfish is deflated.

No matter how much she bluffs, Bohemia knows very well that she can't really make a move here. But her tone was still far from polite: "Look at your character, you look like a vampire. What do you want? Do you want to live and enjoy it?"

"I heard that vampires are all beautiful." Octo glanced at his reflection in the mirror for the last time before turning around - but when he raised his eyes, he looked past Bohemia and towards the entrance and exit behind her. , suddenly said "Oh?"

Oops, Bohemia reacted immediately.

No matter what Octo wants, once the few pursuers behind her come in, the deal will be completely ruined!

In the blink of an eye she had made up her mind. Before Octo could look back, Bohemia suddenly took a step forward, turned sideways, and slammed her whole body into his arms; she grabbed her right hand in the air - this is the evolution of the A common technique used when using "attachment conditions" - shouted: "Go in!"

Everyone who knows her knows that her "condition of attachment" is an independent space with rules set by her, because she has never bothered to hide it. Under the conditioned reflex, Octo's body suddenly flashed, turning into a bit of translucent starlight in the sudden appearance of light, and rushed towards the ceiling with a quick twist.

As soon as the front was empty, Bohemia seized the opportunity and rushed out at top speed.

Naturally, her contaminated "adhesion conditions" could not be released, and Octo also discovered this immediately; just when she felt him chasing after her from behind, several other stars also radiated fiercely. The ground rushed into the entrance.

While running fast, Bohemia quickly glanced at the triangular walls ahead. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net When her gaze touched it, the triangular wall suddenly turned into a water mirror; from the still fluctuating scene, she clearly saw the starlight representing Octo stopped in annoyance and hastily. He paused, transformed into a human form, and turned around to face the uninvited guests who had just barged in.

“Closed today!”

She heard Octo's angry voice in the distance, rasping hoarsely: "Get out!"

When the next few words reached her ears, they were already vague; the triangular walls on both sides quickly disappeared from her side, and the voices of those people were left far behind her - "We are Chasing..."

You can guess that they must have had an argument with Octo. Bohemia chuckled and moved a little faster; in a blink of an eye, she couldn't hear the rest of the conversation at all.

I wish Octo can be a good and dedicated dog!

Her mood became much lighter, and she rushed left and right following the memory, and then slowed down after a while. The terrain of this place is complicated, and she has penetrated deep into the heart of the interior; even if Octo gets rid of the chasing soldiers now, she will not be able to find her for a while.

"Biluo Huangquan... Biluo Huangquan..."

Bohemia muttered, tapping on the triangular wall. I don’t know who made the rule. You have to knock on the wall three times politely as if you were a guest at someone else’s house. The wall will slowly become transparent. She glanced at the scenery floating behind the transparent wall. I saw a dark, lifeless land shrouded in a leaden sky, with several angels with wings growing on their backs lowering their heads, wandering among the ruins and desolation.

Before one of the angels looked up, Bohemia quickly withdrew her gaze and hurried to the next triangular wall. Before she could raise her hand, she heard someone's footsteps faintly coming from behind the wall.