"Itchy, itchy." Vanessa reached out to scratch the itch, but grabbed a huge blood-sucking flatworm, its opening and closing mouthparts were constantly moving, and its big belly, which was hundreds of years larger than its head, glowed with dark red blood, so it was not scary. The princess screamed and threw it to the ground, then took off her dress and liner like mad and shook it.

"Let them suck," said the loveless man, sighing, "and it's useless for you to keep the blood anyway, and it's better to feed them than to give them to the torturer." ”

"Snap"

While Vanessa was hysterical, the fall of something in the stone cell was particularly pleasant and refreshing.

"Wait! Little girl! The old voice in the next cell suddenly became angry, and he lowered his throat and said in a voice that only the princess could hear: "Something has fallen out of you, bow your head and look for it!" ”

Vanessa struggled to control her feelings, and it took a while to calm down, she overcame the urge to vomit, and slowly searched the ground, and finally, in a crack in the stone not far from her, she found a bloody piece of broken glass.

It was a fragment of a mirror that had just been embedded in his flesh during the fight with Sorenda!

Praise God!

Vanessa almost cried out for her good fortune.

At this moment, the princess was no longer afraid of the hideous-looking blood-sucking flatworms, she knelt on the ground, carefully pulled the glass pieces out of the cracks in the stone, avoided the edges, refused to file any sharp corners, pinched the flatworms that were frantically sucking blood on both sides, held it up to her eyes, and let the light of the mirror reflect the smile of victory: "Hey, guess what I found?" ”

Simon and Matt looked at the two men in front of them—the barely clothed Solanda, and the old man with a yellow match—and couldn't believe that this was the princess of Midsummer who was in high spirits before leaving the house in the morning.

"We must leave as soon as possible," Solanda urged, "and an order will soon be issued in the palace to call you in," she turned to Prince Matt, "especially you. ”

"You were debunked by Vanessa?" Matt asked with concern.

Vanessa nodded.

In the dungeon, she and her fellow inmates used fragments of magic mirrors to loosen the rock formations that held the iron fence in place, and managed to escape from prison, before the princess knew that she had saved Dundee, the greatest magician the country had ever seen. Ace Blunt. The old man's magic was not so deadly as it was, but he was great because of his actions, and he was imprisoned in a dungeon during the time of Deanna for refusing to provide the queen and the real yàn of Dakota with a real object, that is, a living person.

This reminded Vanessa of the bizarre death crossing when she was a child, the snow-white underground world, those snow-white lights, snow-white hard beds, silver glittering tools, and snow-bright screams!

"You're doing the right thing." Vanessa said to Dundee, as if to affirm her own actions, that time, those self-proclaimed scientists almost dissected her sister Elia, and almost lost her life again, but fortunately I managed to stop them, to stop the so-called real yàn of those scientists, they all deserve to die, don't they? "You are doing the right thing, if you allow them to persecute their lives, then there will always be people who will rise up to defend their lives, and wars, diseases, and immeasurable terrible consequences will all be caused by you."

Or let them continue to work on mutants, extract their magic, and create convenient inventions that everyone can enjoy?

Vanessa shook her head, trying to shake the thought away. No way, human beings can never change for others, we only care about our own interests, and even if there are exceptions, it is only like a meteor in the night sky. The scientists, I watched them festering and dying in the bacterium room, spitting red and brown blood foam from their mouths, begging for their lives, or cursing for my short-sightedness?

"Solanda," Matt reluctantly rose from his chair, interrupting the princess's musings, "you're bleeding, let me heal you." ”

"Nope." Vanessa's first instinct when she came back to her senses was to persuade them to leave with her, and the pale boy in front of her could no longer withstand the toss of blood, and the princess said to Simon, "You carry him on your back, and go out to the north there is a redstone alley, and I know there is an underground casino there, and we will go out of the city from there." ”

"But—" Simon felt vaguely that something was wrong, but could not say why, so he had to carry the prince mechanically, "but how do you know that there is a secret passage there?" ”

"There's no time to explain," Vanessa listened intently, "they're coming." ”

"Not so fast," Simon said as he walked, "and the magic I laid before had pushed the people Vanessa sent thousands of miles away. ”

"And this time she'll send more people," because she wanted to keep Matt in her hands as soon as possible, but what she didn't expect was that I would be one step ahead of her and lure you out of her protective circle. Vanessa opened the back door, turned back and nodded to old Dundee, the old man understood, turned back into the room and cast his magic, "Can your magic push people indefinitely?" This was actually a question, but Simon understood it as irony, and he had to shut up.

By this time, there was already an exclamation from the front door.

"Keep up!" Vanessa turned back to pull Dundee, and now the room was filled with three masters, Solanda, Simon, and Prince Matt, who were bleeding and dying.

Well, this way of dying is really--

"Yours is yours!" Vanessa couldn't help but admire, this old man's magic is powerful and magical, anything in his hands can be changed at will, and no matter from the texture to the cell texture, it will be completely changed, this is the real transformation magic! When Deanna asked him to turn the mouse into a human for his own painting, he thought he would agree, but Dundee himself knew best that the transformed mouse was a complete human being, and his conscience would not allow him to provide such material to satisfy the queen's perverted hobby. So Deanna imprisoned him, and from time to time asked him to change some things, some changes that did not violate his conscience, and Dundee never refused, so that Deanna did not put the forbidden stone on the old man, but only erected two oil lamps on both sides of his prison door that were specially used to absorb magic, so that he became weak and unable to perform magic.

It seems that the old magician used the utensils in the house to fake his death, what could it be? Vanessa wasn't in the mood to think about it, they had fled through the back door into the night.

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