Scold.

Irin opened his eyes again.

In front of me are Alan and Judy.

They were staring at Irin curiously.

It seems to be wondering why this guy is suddenly asleep here again.

Irin looked up.

The gaze is blank.

And in the eyes of Judy and Allen, there is also a trace of dazedness like waking up from a big dream.

in the living room.

on the table.

There was an old-fashioned black and white TV.

Next to the TV.

There is a bat-shaped mascot with a rusty spring underneath, dangling from side to side.

- "Green".

The scarlet eyes, vivid and agile, looked at Irin from a distance.

It's a toy.

But it doesn't look like a toy.

Rustle Rustle –

The channels on the TV suddenly changed.

"Yo! Good evening. Welcome to the beautiful and welcoming town of Green! It's a dream paradise! Now, it's time for the annual 'Green Festival'! I don't know, what kind of wonders will appear in this year's Green Festival? Please wait and see. ”

"Have a wonderful night."

Again.

Irin ignored the surprised looks of the mother and son.

He looked calm and left the house.

left Judy with a charming back as a scumbag.

He didn't call Xing Fei.

In fact, Yi Rin didn't know that Xing Fei was on the "first floor" at this moment.

The road is sparsely populated.

The town, which was originally lively and peaceful, was deserted as a ruined ruin.

The fog was getting thicker.

Irin's way to the square, the entrance to the town.

The dense fog outside, with countless distorted shadows, after the dense fog, it was like a fierce beast, and it was not clear to see.

Irin, glancing toward the clock in the middle of the square.

On the clock, the hands seemed to be stuck, pause, pause, pause.

"Sure enough."

Irin got it thoroughly.

It's no wonder that in the whole town of Greene, there is no other instrument to record time other than this old clockwork clock.

I see.

He quickly stepped forward and walked to the edge of the fog.

Inside the town, and outside the town, it seems that two worlds have been formed.

Irin slowly reached out towards the edge of the mist.

I saw that the moment Irin's palm went deep into the mist, it disappeared, as if entering another layer of space.

Withdrawing it, the hand returned to the same as before, and there was nothing special to see.

Irin's eyebrows furrowed, and his heart fluttered.

About an hour later.

Irin came to the TV station again.

The dark corridor is even more distorted.

Countless monsters are entrenched here.

But those monsters were moving even slower in Irin's eyes at the moment, as if they were walking in slow motion, which was very funny.

Irin was silent, directly carrying the knife, and skillfully killing the monster army.

After the action slows down, Irin is even more difficult to kill, like child's play.

Soon.

Irin was on the fourth floor again.

The melodious sound of the violin, and the magnetic male singing, arrived as promised, and there was no lateness.

Irin sighed.

Although all this confirmed his speculation, and he completely understood the true face of "Green Town", he couldn't be happy.

"When did I become so soft-hearted?"

Irin asked herself.

But there was no answer.

Because there is no one who can answer Irin's question.

"There's a girl born into the royal family,"

"As the old ballads sang,"

"She's the most beautiful girl in the royal family,"

"She spends her nights in a castle made of stones,"

"Sleep Alone,"

"Any sound that can wake up even the dead,"

"I can't wake her up......

Irin stood quietly in front of Grimm.

Listen to the song over and over again.

It's like a single loop.

To be honest, if it weren't for the trial, this kind of treatment of someone playing the violin and humming a song in front of it would not be something ordinary people could enjoy.

It's a lot of force.

There was no turmoil in Irin's heart.

In addition to the singing, there were countless inaudible whispers echoing in my ears, like a nightmare.

I don't know how long it took.

The TV host seemed to be unable to take it anymore, as if he had no reason to continue serving Irin for free.

So he stopped singing, stopped his hand movements abruptly, and began to follow the procedure.

Without waiting for the host Green to speak.

Irin kept her head down.

Say to yourself, "Have a wonderful night on me?" ”

Green's lines that were about to move were instantly blocked in his throat, and he was dumbfounded.

Scold.

Irin's wake up again.

The brain is getting more and more blurry.

The concept of "time" seems to be becoming less and less existent.

Of course.

Not to the point of saying "who am I", "where am I", "what am I doing".

Irin knew exactly what he was doing.

Again.

Judy watched expertly as Irin woke up from her boudoir once again, her expression grim.

"It's not enough."

Irin shook her head.

Not enough...... Thorough.

Irin came to the front of the square again.

The square was empty.

The scenery in the distance, even more distorted.

In the sky, terrible cracks appeared.

In the distance, the sky was filled with dense fog, and there were colorful aurora lights, which came out of the cracks, distorting into colorful shadows on the fog barrier like substance.

"Who is having such girly dreams?"

Irin smiled and looked at the clock.

The hands on the clock turn more slowly.

Click, click, click.

Irin could clearly make out the sound of every gear collapsing and clockwork turning.

"Huh?"

End of the street.

There was the sound of fighting.

Irin walked in quickly.

It's the trio.

In the process of falling asleep, falling asleep, and waking up, Xing Fei, who was "killed" by Irin, and the trio are also exploring the truth of Green Town in different ways.

This corner is full of countless strange creatures.

Irin's expression suddenly became strange.

Because these creatures do break through the lower limits of imagination.

"Two legs and a whip? Ahh ”

Although these creatures are very ghostly in shape, their combat effectiveness is very good, and the whip comes out, and the trio is covered in blood.

"Mom's ......"

"Mom...... Mom...... Mommy ......"

In the mouths of the monsters, a monotonous and sharp tone came out, and countless voices converged together, sounding like a numb scalp.

Eighty-one didn't know why, the monsters that suffered the most attacks, almost eighty percent of the "two legs and one whip", all rushed towards him, and he slammed the hammer into a whirring sound, but the strange thing was that it didn't do much damage when it smashed on those monsters, as if it was just tickling.

"! Why are you here? ”

Xing Fei appeared out of nowhere and secretly bubbled.

Yi Rin looked at Xing Fei and seemed to smile: "Understood?" ”

Xing Fei scratched his head: "I understand, I understand, but it really hurts." Only 'death' can confirm whether it is in a dream or not. It is only by 'death' that you can wake up. But this is completely a gamble, in case in reality, if you die, you are really dead, who dares to gamble with your life? ”

"Well, that makes sense."

Xing Fei suddenly remembered, and a trace of annoyance flashed behind his glasses: "Wait, that's why you tried with my life?" ”

"No, I'm sure."

In fact, it is only eighty percent.

Irin silently added in his heart.

Of course, in order to avoid hurting and getting angry, Irin's second half of the sentence was not uttered.

Xing Fei nodded, although he knew very well in his heart that Yi Rin's actions had an element of gambling, but he didn't break it, if it was broken, it wouldn't be interesting for everyone to tear this relationship apart.

It's just that......

This guy ......

It's insidious.

Xing Fei thought silently in his heart, and pulled a few steps away from Yi Rin without a trace.

As the two watched, Eighty-One was once again overwhelmed by the strange monster.

Xing Fei couldn't help but complain: "I'm very curious, whose dream made these ...... Won't it be harmonized? ”

Yi Rin pointed to the sleeping girl in white in the center of the monster: "It should be her, the nightmare monster will involuntarily protect the master who gave birth to them, just like the 'father' that Eren imagined, and will also protect Eren as his own son." ”

Xing Fei pondered for a moment, then burst into tears: "In this way, these monsters are guardians to 'their parents'. ”

Irin shook his head, "Nightmares aren't scary, they may be a way for everyone to relieve stress, or a form of escapism. It's as if some people will in a dream shape the people they hate in their lives into all kinds of twisted monsters, and then beat them up. Oh, what's even more terrifying is actually people. ”

Xing Fei remembered the "faceless man" who chased them to the death in order to protect Allen, and he was touched, and added: "To be precise, it is the human heart. It's ironic. ”

Yi Rin and Xing Fei are neither stupid.

It is not difficult to guess what some apostles with bad personalities would do during their trials.

Combined with the shape of the monster in front of him, and the nightmare of the girl, why do the monsters bite eighty-one to the death, and most of Yi Rin and Xing Fei can make up for it.

Countless whips with spikes entangled Eighty-One to death, making his skin open.

Eighty-one mouths let out a cry of pain, but he was even more fierce, completely ignoring the injuries on his body, dragging countless monsters, lifting the hammer, and rushing towards the girl.

In the logic of eighty-one, it is very simple, since the girl is the maker of these monsters, maybe she can solve these monsters by killing the damn woman.

Suddenly.

Irin turned his head and looked to his right.

Two meters away, there is a wall.

There are shadows on the walls.

A distorted shadow, silent, appeared out of nowhere.

"As I said, no one knows assassination better than I do."

Yi Rin stretched out his hand to the shadow from afar, hesitated for 0.5 seconds, but still shook his head helplessly: "Forget it, I'll give you a ride." ”

Grip of Annihilation!

Before Seventy-Three could cancel his skill, he emerged from the shadows, and a force was silent, locking the space around him.

Explode!

Boom –

The brilliant firelight, even the shadows and the wall were drowned together.

Everything inside was completely blown into slag.

"?"

Seeing the scene of Yi Rin raising his hand and the strong enemy disappearing, Xing Fei's eyes were about to pop out.

"Didn't you say you're on the agile side?"

"Huh? Did I say that? ”

"You said it!"

"Did I really say that?"

"You really said that!"

"You must be dreaming."

“……”

Right now.

Seventy-three was blown up by Irin with his hand, and this scene also fell on Fifty-Six and Eighty-One.

Of course, Eighty-One suffered the most pain, and was buried by countless legs and whips, and had no time to take care of it.

Fifty-six's cold eyes shot at Yi Rin and Xing Fei, who were eating melons.

It's like two knives.

It's pretty sharp.