Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 1916: A race with ghosts
Lin Sanjiu has never experienced this kind of rain.
Everyone has been hit by heavy rain; but this was the first time that a heavy rain took away all her senses.
The rain was so fierce that there was no respite. Whether it was skin touch, vision, breathing or thinking ability, they were all shattered and dispersed by the heavy rain. The rapids washed away, leaving only permanent numbness. The cold rain seemed to take over her entire existence.
Even if the world were to avalanche, it would probably not be more difficult than the heavy rain at the moment. She was blinded and suffocated in the rain. She unknowingly let go of her hand, but no matter which direction she struggled, she could never find a trace of air.
Maybe the puppet master will really become a copy, and they will all die here...
It took a lot of effort, but Lin Sanjiu finally managed to squeeze out a piece of consciousness to cover her eyebrows, and could barely see clearly the world that was blackened by the heavy rain.
The young man beside him seemed to have disappeared at some point.
But that wasn't what surprised her the most.
She slowly raised her head, squinting her eyes, staring blankly at the sky shattering into pieces, turning into torrential rain, and the dark and undulating buildings being covered by the rain pillars that were as dense as curtains. The rain dispersed, flowing down like ink and waterfalls along the background cloth-like world.
The lake, grassland or moonlit night have long disappeared. The entire copy seems to be filled with broken tears that can no longer hold on anymore. In a moment that is short but feels long, long but only takes a few breaths, it is about to flow out. .
Not formed... The copy is not formed.
For a moment, she felt like she was about to fall and fall to the ground, being washed away by the current.
"Puppet Master!" Lin Sanjiu shouted hurriedly, quickly wiping the rain from the corners of his face and eyes. "The Great Miko!"
Her heart was beating so fast it seemed like she was going to break her bones. While Lin Sanjiu felt that the puppet master's copy must have failed, she was also vaguely afraid of another tiny possibility; she was currently standing in a shallow, rapidly narrowing ink-colored water, looking around. Looking around, he turned around and bumped into another person with his shoulder.
The puppet master lowered his head, and his whole body was soaked by the rain just like her.
From his drooping black eyelashes, the tip of his nose, and his earlobes, raindrops like broken beads were dripping down; dark wet hair stuck to his increasingly pale cheeks, as if he was the only one in the world. People are drained of color. The water droplets sliding over the black leather seemed to be bringing a tiny part of him to the ground, reminding her of the black city in the rain just now.
Lin Sanjiu turned halfway and was frozen in place. She removed her eyes from the puppeteer's face, and her lips opened and closed again.
The water flowed in circles, quickly narrowing and disappearing from under their feet, revealing more and more sandy land in the copy space.
She suddenly sighed.
"...Great."
He was still looking at the ground and his hands, seemingly a little dazed. After two seconds, he slowly raised his hands and wiped away the water on his face.
Seeing him being so quiet, Lin Sanjiu was not used to it - especially when she thought of the time when she and Ayun stepped on the lotus leaf not long ago - she coughed and asked in a low voice: "Are you okay? Big Is the witch okay? You don’t know how much effort I put into finding you..."
The puppet master's eyelashes twitched slightly, and he gradually raised his eyes, immersed in the glittering bright pink, as if a naked darkness was pierced between sharp diamonds.
The moment Lin Sanjiu's eyes met, he suddenly shuddered and closed his eyes, and then took a long, silent breath from his chest.
"It's really you," the murmured voice was lighter than breathing, leaving an illusory coldness when it passed by my ears. "...It's just you."
Why didn't you seem to know she was here before?
Is it possible that the puppet master has almost no self-awareness during the replica creation process?
Lin Sanjiu wasn't sure what he meant; even if she was, she most likely wouldn't know what to say in response. But one thing she knew very well was that they did not have the luxury of standing there and discussing what had just happened.
"There are several copies surrounding us nearby," she whispered. "If you are okay, we have to run away now!"
As her words fell, the last bit of water transformed into the city copy drained away from their feet.
Lin Sanjiu had already seen that when the dungeons attacked the two of them, it must be the moment when they were fully exposed in the dungeon space.
She didn't have time to say anything more, and grabbed the circle of dejected wet feathers on the puppet master's wrist - she remembered not to have physical contact with him - and when she shouted "Over there!", it turned out to be someone. The puppet master pulled his wrist back hard, and the two of them rushed towards the pine forest in the direction where Lin Sanjiu came from almost at the same time.
In the copy space, the puppet master must have been suppressed in physical strength and combat power; but when the black figure ran, even the wind stirred up by his footsteps was so fast that it seemed to extinguish people's breath.
Lin Sanjiu was already very exhausted. After running for only a few seconds, she was falling further and further away from him. It was so urgent and funny. When she was about to shout, she saw the puppet master in front of her. There was a sudden pause, and he stopped hastily in a cloud of wind and sand.
The half-white head that had just popped out from behind a pine tree shrank back in an instant.
"...What?" the puppet master seemed to be holding back his disgust and asked, "A copy?"
"No, no, that's mine! It's very useful," Lin Sanjiu shouted with joy and rushed past him without stopping, "Ren Ben, come back quickly!"
If the puppet master had something to say, he didn't have the chance to say it - before she even touched the pine tree where Ben was hiding, the earth shook heavily, almost knocking her off her feet. Even without looking back, Lin Sanjiu intuitively realized the reason; the quick glance she cast over her shoulder made her heart sink.
The ground trembled one after another.
Every time a humanoid transformed from a copy lands on the ground like a cannonball, it shakes the earth as if it is about to fall apart. The mountains swayed, and countless forests roared. A huge human-shaped stone statue broke out from between the shouting trees, and chased after them with rumbling footsteps; a round wheel rolled towards the two of them at high speed, leaving behind them A shadow appeared; a distant voice shouted angrily: "She is also a human being, and there are two human beings here!"
If she were trapped among those copies, she and the puppet master would probably have no hope of getting out alive as humans.
"Run!" she shouted. ~IndoMTL.com~ What else do you think I would do? " Before the shouting ended, the puppet master rushed forward again, his mouth faster than his steps: "Stay and drink tea with them? ”
If the sarcastic person saves her energy, maybe she can pull her to run faster.
Renben’s reaction speed is far inferior to that of the two; it was also confused by the drastic changes in the rear. When the two rushed towards the pine forest, it had just turned around and started to escape. .
While her mind was desperately thinking about what to do, Lin Sanjiu's hand stretched out towards Renben - once she discovered that Renben was more useful than a corpse, she developed a deep-rooted reluctance.
...But how could it be such a coincidence that Renben also came to this area?
The "seed" ability did not leave any chance for Ben to struggle, so he opened his mouth and swallowed it. When Lin Sanjiu wanted to look back at the pursuers behind him, his eyes passed over his arm, and a section of it passed through his eyes. A ballpoint pen line flashed past my peripheral vision.
She suddenly remembered.
It was the power of "meeting old friends in a foreign land" that attracted Ben to come here, right?
If the coil is still nearby...don't the copies always be wary of conflict? If they catch it again, as long as the copy behind them hesitates a little, they may have an extra chance of escape.
"A foreign land!"
Lin Sanjiu didn't have time to finish shouting out such a long full name; she ran wildly among the pine forests, shouting in the sand, dust and wind: "Old friend! Come here, or let me pass, hurry up!"
Even when she was running for her life, the puppet master's low and cool voice still reached her ears clearly: "...I almost forgot, you are especially good at getting along with ghosts."