Doomsday Wonderland

Chapter 1907

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Why did Hegel, who had disappeared a long time ago, suddenly entered the data stream management library? Lin Sanjiu had no thoughts at all now.

Everywhere he looked at was dyed a snowy white glow, the strong light was so bright that people couldn’t even open the eyes; from a distance, the slender light was as wide as a tunnel when it approached, Lin Sanjiu didn’t need to open it. The eyes can feel it, and it encloses all three of them.

Her heart sank quickly, and her whole body seemed to be immersed in ice water; with a subconscious wave of her hand, she found that the transparent wall beside her had disappeared somehow. This discovery not only didn't let her breathe a sigh of relief, but instead raised a heart high: What happened to the puppeteer?

"Don't panic," Teacher Yi yelled in his mind, "This white light thread hasn't had any effect on you so far, so you can quickly try to get out!"

No impact?

Lin Sanjiu suppressed his doubts, squinted his eyes and turned a half circle in the dazzling brightness, and rushed out in a random direction. Unexpectedly, the bright light didn't seem to trap her, so she let her go. Pounced smoothly into the deep blue sky. She was startled, and blinked vigorously in the suddenly dimmed light.

The white light filaments in the distance are still floating in the universe like thick layers of spider webs; only the huge light filament behind him stretches into the void around him, shining all around.

It seems that nothing has changed except for an extra light filament. Hasn't the data body been discovered yet?

Lin Sanjiu raised his eyes and saw the Supreme God swaying his arms and stabilizing his body in the air; he didn't seem to have thought that he would be knocked out by a person, and stared at Hegel for a moment in a daze. At this moment, a black shadow arrow generally shot out from the white light behind him, rushing straight towards the highest **** in the air.

The supreme **** reacted a step slower this time, and it was too late to twist and avoid him; just as the puppeteer was about to touch his back with one hand, his back muscles and skin trembled, and he took the initiative to bulge. It moved, and greeted him like the other hand.

Just when the puppet master was startled and abruptly stopped the momentum, the Supreme God took advantage of this precious breathing opportunity to leap upwards; when he suddenly rose up, another humanoid shadow appeared instead of him in the foothold just now. Place.

In the next second, the flesh-colored human figure split into several pieces, as if it had been strangled by a steel wire. The limbs and heads were scattered and fluttered, and gradually disappeared; it was only then that Lin Sanjiu could see that it was one. Make crude rubber dummies. There is no thread on the Supreme God, and there is no place to store things, and I don’t know where this surrogate ghost came from—is it written?

"You are half a second late," The Supreme God lowered his head and smiled at the puppeteer, "Why take my baby out of my breath?"

They really don't have much time left without knowing whether the data body already knows that they exist.

When all his attention was drawn away by the puppeteer, Lin Sanjiu also quietly rose up and stepped aside. After thinking about it, she called out [Unfinished Painting]; as soon as the painter carrying the oil paint bucket floated out, Lin Sanjiu immediately blocked the painter in front of him, blocking the sight of the Supreme God.

However, [No coincidence does not make a book] does not always bring good luck to the owner. Just as the painter had laid out the canvas, and before he could write, a small, almost unclear silver shadow rushed from the diagonal thorn, and then rushed towards him; Lin Sanjiu's eyes moved. Before the silver shadow touched the painter, he quickly patted the painter with his backhand, and the shadow suddenly passed through the void and fell straight into the vast blue sky under his feet.

Lin Sanjiu squeezed the card and raised his eyes, he couldn't help being a little stunned.

"What are you doing?" she asked in anger and anger.

The person who attacked her was not the Supreme God—Hegel was floating in the void not far away, staring at her firmly, and shouting without turning his head: "The Supreme God! I also come from the Olympics, you know? !"

"Hey, it seems to be a bit impressed."

The Supreme God scratched his short fluffy golden brown hair and smiled at the puppeteer. His attitude was as if he was chatting with Hegel: "What are you doing?"

"I've, I've come to the Olympics twice! For this reason, I don't know how many people have been killed," Hegel blushed, shouting, gradually adding a gradually forming shadow in his hand. "However, twice, I didn't win the chance to meet you, and no matter how hard I tried, I lost in the last step."

"So what?"

In these words, the puppeteer and the supreme **** have had several confrontations. As the puppeteer said, his attacking methods are indeed endless; however, if every attack clearly falls in the eyes of the opponent in advance, it will naturally not be effective.

"I didn't expect it to be like this for the third time... I saw you all walk into a place from a distance, and the people were gone, so I followed. I didn't expect that the game was not completed this time, but I saw instead. Arrived at the Supreme God." Hegel swallowed hard, "I heard that the final winner can fulfill a wish...is it true?" Before answering to the Supreme God, he couldn't help asking: " Do I still have this chance?"

"Of course it is true!"

The Supreme God's eyes lit up, and the wine vortex sank deeply, "I like to fulfill my wish for people the most."

"Are you crazy?" Lin Sanjiu yelled to Hegel, "Do you know where this is?"

"I don't care where this is!" The bald head jerked up his straw-like eyebrows, and shouted: "As long as I can be sent where I want to go afterwards, even **** I have to go!"

"I like you who are full of fighting spirit," The Supreme God raised his hand, and suddenly a dozen rubber men emerged from the void, swelling, turning blue, and finally distorting and disappearing under the eyes of the puppeteer. NS. "You are really an unexpected joy for me... You made me suddenly have another idea. Come here."

Hegel was startled. Just when he was hesitant, Lin Sanjiu hurriedly said, "Don't go there. That guy is not a normal person."

"Of course I know he is not a normal person," unexpectedly this sentence seemed to make Hegel make up his mind. While guarding Lin Sanjiu, he retreated in the direction of the Supreme God. "What I want to meet is an abnormal person."

"Really a sensible child." The Supreme God smiled and suddenly jumped, stretched his arms and grabbed the bald man to his side; Hegel let out an exclamation, and Lin Sanjiu thought he must have been caught. At the time, I didn't expect the Supreme God to push him on his back again, pushing him far away.

"Do you understand?" The naked handsome man asked with a grin.

Hegel gasped hard, and nodded pale, apparently taken aback just now.

"Now you can tell me what your wish is."

Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but subconsciously exchanged glances with the puppeteer—but obviously, none of them heard clearly what the Supreme God had just said. Before she had time to turn her eyes, a silver shadow suddenly rushed into the light; she rushed down a little bit embarrassedly, and a silver shadow glowing with cold light swished across her forehead.

That is a scalpel.

"I've thought about it for a long time. If there is a new world that forms the end of the day every day, then there must be a planet that will become the end of the day after a long time, right?"

Along with Hegel’s voice, it rained on her, with more scalpels; the shadows in his hands kept emerging and forming, and as they pressed towards her step by step, they were endless. Knifes flew towards her—if these were the effects of abilities, Lin Sanjiu could not divide the consciousness into so many parts and then put them into the card one by one; if they were all real objects, it would be even worse. It's done: she can't touch these scalpels at the risk of cutting her fingers.

"I am thirty-seven years old this year. Even if the evolutionary life is longer, I must not live to be two hundred years old."

The only option left to her seemed to be escape.

Lin Sanjiu took a look around, and immediately flew towards the huge bright filament. The speed of Hegel and the scalpel was also slowed down, and she rushed from left to right, and she also rushed to the side of the light silk smoothly; almost just next to the side of the light silk, the scalpel suddenly dwindled. That's a lot—because the white light is so dazzling, Hegel can no longer stare at her to throw the blade.

He covered his eyes with one hand, put away the scalpel, and still shouted: "My request is very simple. It is to send me to a world where doomsday will only appear after two hundred years. Of course, I want to keep me. The ability to evolve...With abilities, items, and small issues such as money status, I can do it myself."

For ordinary people, the rain formed by a scalpel may be terrible. But for an evolutionary, even if the whole body is cut out of zebra patterns, it seems that it will not threaten life at all... Just when Lin Sanjiu frowned and thought about this, suddenly came the light from her back. One question: "Who is outside?"

"Queen?" She was taken aback, "It's me, you come out quickly!"

"I, I can't see," the Queen of Soul sounds like a rare lack of courage, "this light is a bit too strong for our soul..."

It's true that success is more than failure.

"Just find a direction and go forward!" Lin Sanjiu didn't reach out to pull it in, "Hurry up, it just works for you."

What she said was right; even if she didn't look back, she could feel Hegel rushing toward her quickly behind her. Lin Sanjiu was simply and neat, turning around, calling card, and raising the gun in one go. [The special anesthesia gun for the pawn] was aimed at Hegel and released a few anesthetics.

For a person who hunted and killed an unknown number of visa officers, he easily avoided these several anesthetics; once the distance was narrowed, there was no need to aim again. Hegel lifted his hand, and immediately poured out dozens of scalpels shining with silver light at her.

"Give me her!" Hegel seemed to pin all his hopes in the rain of knives, and his roar and the scalpel rushed towards Lin Sanjiu's door.

That being the case, they must not be encountered.

This thought flashed in Lin Sanjiu's mind, but at this moment it was inevitable; she twisted her body, turned her head and plunged into the silvery white silk—the rain formed by the scalpel was wiping dangerously from behind her. Passed over, with an inexplicable coolness.

As soon as her vision was whitened, she heard the Supreme God laugh from a distance.

"Good job!"