My Cell Prison

Facing the black hair that suddenly emerged from the swamp, Han Dong was stunned, thinking that he had been discovered at first.

After checking, the non-phase realm and the real magic eye are working together.

"It should be the "scout" in the swamp, right? Water comes out regularly to face each area for inspection. This shouldn't be enough to find me... Maybe it's because I was too presumptuous to vent just now, a very small amount of crazy laughs penetrated the barrier, causing a certain noise in the outside world. "

really.

After the black hair that had just passed the ears surfaced, a rather delicate female face also appeared, staring at the cabin where Han Dong had just stayed.

follow closely,

A perfect body emerged.

The black hair hangs on the sides, just blocking the slightly raised body parts,

He wore a tattered, even negligible bark shorts.

With a light leap, he came to the tree house where Han Dong had just stayed. The interior had been cleaned up, and there were no traces left.

Since something was discovered, the woman jumped back into the swamp in the same way and quickly sank into it.

However, what she didn't know was that at the moment she stepped into the wooden house, some kind of parasitic reaction had quietly happened to her...

First, an eye print appeared on the back of the head,

Then a very secret peasy eye grew out of the thick black hair. As long as the eye is closed, the ‘eye gap’ will be perfectly closed without being noticed.

"It's just right~ If someone leads the way, you can reach the [Witch's Assembly Hall] sooner.

Oh... The witch I followed seems to be quite special. It can move quickly through the swamp. It’s pretty good that the ancestor body has such a regular movement speed.

I just can't accept this kind of image, it's disgusting. "

What Han Dong saw in his eyes was not a young girl.

It was a dream strange demon with small skeletons stuffed in the skin, and the whole body was creaking.

Consistent with Miss Helen’s "external" effect,

These small groups of skeletons hidden in the skin can give correct visual feedback to the ‘observer’ and obtain the best visual image.

(Dare to ask all the book friends, if this kind of thing is not hostile to you and you are willing to get close, what do you think? No matter how you look at the vision, it is your best aesthetic, but it will be very strange to the touch)

"Although there have been cooperation and coordinated operations before... But what I have seen has always been Miss Helen’s "outer". For its true nature, which is the most dangerous, the "inner" that established her original identity is still from Never seen.

Maybe there is a chance to see you this time. "

The curiosity made Han Dong very curious about Miss Helen’s internal structure.

It was also considered the "second" thing that Han Dong wanted when he came to Dreamland this time.

The swamp witch who was marked by Han Dong did not return to the assembly hall for the first time, but was doing something else.

"In addition to the work of scouts, what seems to be still being collected? Are these trees full of skulls still used for this purpose?"

Han Dong can observe everything that happens through the eyes that are parasitic on the back of the opponent's head.

On the way back to the assembly hall, the woman will stop for a while in front of the full swamp trees and perform a series of weird ‘gathering nectar’ operations.

Click!

Move the head down directly and use it as a container.

Then use a needle-like tongue to poke a specific part of the surface of the tree,

The irritated trees will secrete a kind of essence liquid from the densest part of the skulls and collect it between the skulls for ‘preservation treatment’.

According to the analysis of the magic eye, this essence is at least considered a mid-to-high level tonic.

It's just that this thing is considered a poison to most alien monsters.

"Well... It seems that there are still many swamp witches who are collecting this sap essence. Is there any special purpose?"

As the women approached the assembly hall more and more, other witches began to appear nearby, all of which were roughly similar in structure, and they were all carrying out this kind of work similar to ‘gathering honey’.

Out of curiosity, Han Dong also quickened his pace to follow up.

I have to say that the swamp in the [Dreamland] is really big. Valley

Han Dong walked inside for two hours before vaguely sniffing the outline of the assembly hall, or it was called the [Witch’s House].

Not a single building.

It is a special village located in the swamp, the whole is permeated in the pale yellow mist...Han Dong’s magic eye can only see the general situation of the village.

The most special is the Gothic castle located in the middle of the village.

"The concept of [witch] must have originated from a strange demon.

The witches in the Nordic region of the earth should also be exposed to this kind of dream monsters, and they have experienced a certain degree of depravity in their own thinking, which led to the concept of witches to humans.

I really miss it~ When I was studying in the holy city, I often went to the swamp area with Mia.

Mia should have reached the level of an elite knight. "

Suddenly,

A sense of gaze made Han Dong quickly forget about the past and immediately focused on disguising and avoiding detection.

"The closer you are to the village, the stronger the surveillance.

Come on, just let me try to what extent the disguise of being a queen can be done, whether it can penetrate directly into the core area of ​​this assembly hall. "

Han Dong immediately became interested.

After becoming a king, he needs to make various adaptations to his body.

If the battle with the dead body of Dagon is to hone the fighting skills, then secretly sneaking into the [Witch’s Assembly Hall] in front of you is a special adaptation to the ability of concealment and imitation.

Huh!

A total of eight gray-spotted tentacles grow from the back of the head, which are gathered in the opposite direction to completely wrap the head.

Under Han Dong's subjective control, these tentacles gathered on the face formed a swirling gray mask.

"Proprietary field. Universal vestments"

Han Dong adopts his own unique field release model.

It does not fully expand its own kingdom world, but only expresses the gray-based characteristic domain, UU看书www.uukanshu.com

At the same time, the realm is materialized...

The final result is:

A gray robe formed by realizing the realm is draped on Han Dong, which can make the best disguised response to all external situations.

Feeling the gray envelope, Han Dong also smiled comfortedly under the mask.

"This is where the king ranks above the mythology... the effect of realizing the realm is too real."

When setting foot in the village,

I immediately felt the ‘sense of gaze’ coming from different directions.

There are also many skulls with eyeballs floating on the road... However, even if the skulls pass by Han Dong, the eyeballs on Han Dong will not find his presence.

"Huh? Most people in the village are doing the work of ‘picking honey’, and all of them are sent to the Gothic castle in the center of the village. Are they performing some kind of ritual?

I remember the last time I came here with Greene in an ideological way, it seemed that there was no such behavior in collecting nectar. "

The interior pictures of the village are even more curious.

The witches are not busy refining potions or practicing sorcery, but live a relatively simple home life here.

Or sitting together in the filthy marsh quagmire, disassemble all parts of the body, and chat while washing,

Or go to the bazaar together and use the "miniature skulls" in the body as currency for various transactions,

Some even went directly on the street, helping each other clean up their bodies, licking their tongues between their skulls,

In some rooms where the door is closed, you can still hear the whirring sounds and the sound of bone rubbing.

Han Dong wanted to go to the market area for a stroll.

But the body has sensed the sense of homology from the castles, and the remnants of the dead are beckoning to him, immediately speeding up and walking towards the center.