Doomsday Wonderland

Chapter 2037 Dreaming of Oxius' Puppet Master

The doubt, "How could it not be released?" turned into a cold and bone-piercing enlightenment in the next instant.

Although consciousness takes the form of a rope, it is still fundamentally different from a rope; generally speaking, as long as Lin Sanjiu interrupts the release of consciousness, it will inevitably be broken - just like a dam lowers the gate, naturally There will be no water flow.

When she can't let go of her consciousness, it means one thing: she's out of control of her consciousness.

At the place where the consciousness was hanging on the spaceship, it was like a nail had been chiseled into it at the moment, pinning Lin Sanjiu's consciousness firmly in place, making it immobile.

It's not accurate to say nails; because the nails don't seem to have infinite suction like this, ignoring the opponent's will, and continuously sucking consciousness from Lin Sanjiu's body, forming a binding rope, which is slowly pulling them to the side. Pull up.

"I can't cut it off." The panic in Teacher Yi's voice became stronger and stronger. "Consciousness has been lost. If this continues, even me will—"

"Then what should we do?" Lin Sanjiu almost wanted to scream, although she also understood that it was pointless to be angry with Teacher Yi. "Is this the only way to wait to die?"

Although affected by the high-altitude strong wind, the speed of the rope of consciousness dragging them up was not fast, but before her consciousness was exhausted, the group of them might have already fallen into the hands of Xiao Xius - Lin Sanjiu was in a hurry, Suddenly an idea came to him, and he hurriedly shouted to the puppet master in his arm: "Great witch, great witch! Are you still there? Can you cut off my consciousness?"

… the answer is, no.

She felt it very quickly: a strange conscious force suddenly plunged into her conscious force, as if trying to form a layer of separation; however, before Lin Sanjiu was happy, he found that it not only failed to connect her consciousness The force is separated from the "nail", but she herself is stuck in the quagmire and can't pull it out - with the great witch's mastery and control of the power of consciousness, when facing the "nail" of Xiao Xius, she has completely degenerated into a In its most basic, essential form, it's like an overwhelmed, unhelpful baby.

Compared to the big witch, Lin Sanjiu's situation was even worse: her consciousness was sending her to death bit by bit.

"The big witch just slowed down our ascent a little bit," Teacher Yi said hastily. If she wasn't an image of consciousness, she might be about to cry.

At this moment, Lin Sanjiu suddenly sensed something, and raised his head toward the spaceship above.

Under the impact of strong air currents and the turbulence of the spacecraft, neither the light in the spacecraft nor her own field of vision could be called clear and stable; however, she still saw a blurry, soft image from the opening where the lights were swaying and flickering. And the smiling faces, condescending and waiting for them with great patience.

Once they are pulled up, it is the time for everyone to perish; and they still have dozens of seconds left before their doomsday.

Lin Sanjiu buried his head abruptly, and for the first time put his forehead on the puppet master's shoulder, pressing it tightly, like a child trying to dig into his parents' quilt when he is afraid. She listened to Yuan Xiangxi's exclamation, the woollen doll's silence, and she didn't even know if she was crying; the wind was too strong and cold, and her face was already numb.

She couldn't think of any other way to save herself: she couldn't even let go and let them fall alone—because her own consciousness had already wrapped everyone around.

Besides, in terms of their state, isn't there only a dead end if they fall?

After both herself and the great witch lost control of their consciousness, Lin Sanjiu couldn't use the old woman's [concept collision] to release the state on their bodies; she thought about all the special items on her body, but she didn't think about it at all. Can't come out, which one is enough to fight against Owl Sius and create a trace of vitality for them.

All I can do at this moment is to lean on my friends tightly and wait for the moment to be pulled up.

At this moment, the puppet master suddenly twisted his body, as if he was struggling to resist a force in his body that wanted to bend him down. Going down - Lin Sanjiu was taken aback by his struggle, his eyes turned on his face, and he found that he seemed to have fallen into a new nightmare: the skin around his eyes seemed to be cut and scratched, and it quickly spread Opened a piece of rich blood red.

Not only did the bright powder at the corners of his eyes turn into blood, but even his lips began to turn deep blood red; the puppet master, who was deep in his dreams, had a little less self-control than usual, and the repeated rage and ferocity distorted him. Half of his face, every breath was like a thorn, stabbing into his own chest.

"Go back..." the puppet master murmured, his voice muffled. "another…"

All Lin Sanjiu's thoughts were still entangled in unwillingness and despair, and she still did not completely give up the idea of ​​​​survival; The reason why she leaned a little closer to listen was completely subconscious.

"Just now he was on the spaceship, and there was such a **** color," Yuan Xiangxi, who was caught up in his consciousness, shouted abruptly: "What does this mean? What are we doing now? What will happen next?"

While on the ship...?

Lin Sanjiu was startled, and suddenly understood what Yuan Xiangxi meant. When she was just woken up, she also caught a glimpse of the blood red in the corner of the puppet master's face-could it be that in the puppet master's nightmare at this time, Owl Sius appeared?

"Change another..." The next sentence he babbled was so vague that he couldn't hear it clearly.

With just these few words, several people were swayed and hung up again, and Lin Sanjiu's head and shoulders had already penetrated into the bottom of the spaceship's belly. In the corner of the cargo compartment, several large boxes that have not yet fallen out are slicing across the floor and hitting the wall as the spacecraft bumps back and forth. The sound was almost completely drowned out.

"What did he say?" Yuan Xiangxi held back his fear and asked, "What the **** is going on now... What the **** is this?"

How could Lin Sanjiu have time to answer him? She could barely hear a few sleepy words clearly, a thought had hit her mind like lightning, and adrenaline rushed into her blood vessels, causing her to shiver uncontrollably.

"Do you have one?" She lowered her voice and asked the puppeteer repeatedly, "Do you have an item like that? Tell me, where is it?"

Even if the person in the deep dream could hear her voice, there would be no clear response.

Lin Sanjiu naturally knew this. Under the impact of anxiety, worry, tension and hope, her hands trembled so much that she struggled to do even a normal movement; Fumbling around his cuffs and waist, he finally paused with his fingers, and found something that seemed to hold a prop among the feathers.

Going through them one by one, it was naturally too late; Xiaoxius's face was gradually enlarging on the heads of their group.

Lin Sanjiu turned the entire container into a card in one breath. At that moment, it seemed that [Flat World] also sensed the existential crisis; the items inside the props were turned over from Lin Sanjiu's mind one by one at an almost crazy speed - when she flipped her palm, she clenched tightly. When she was living in something, she heard the voice of Owl Sius, which rang next to her head, clearly.

"It's not a puppet... that would be much more convenient." He said contentedly, "Give it to me along with your ability to catch messengers."

In the past few days, I have been watching the news from the west to the east and then circled back, and there are depressing news everywhere. The only difference is that the degree of **** is different, but it is all hell.