The fear of death can be overcome at certain moments, such as Ziqi at this time.

But this state is often stimulated by some strong emotion. Like an elaborate building made of building blocks, this feeling is very unstable, often fleeting, and easily affected by external factors and crumbling. Eventually, one will still fall into the eternal fear of death.

The thing at hand was the so-called external factor, and the moment he saw it, Ziqi's indifferent attitude towards death immediately collapsed.

It turned out that the huge silver dice in Lingling's hand had fallen beside him.

said that it was too late, Ziqi instantly picked up the silver dice and threw it gently.

"Knock, knock......"

The sound of Lord dice's footsteps was still so powerful, and his cloudy white gas seemed to have sprayed onto his back.

"Blood !!"

An angry roar came from behind him, Ziqi suddenly became terrified, the state of seeing death as if he was at home has long been nowhere to be found, he looked at the dice that fell to the ground with his eyes, and tightened the unconscious spirit in his arms.

Although the fear is intensifying, the stubbornness will not give in easily, Ziqi just wants to protect the spirit in his arms.

Just when Lord Dice's bloody hands were about to reach out, a flash of golden light appeared!

"Blood ......"

The dice man stopped moving, uncomfortable, and a cloudy word erupted from his mouth.

Ziqi disappeared again, but unfortunately, this time it was not only Ziqi and Lingling who disappeared, but also Lord Dice beside him.

Because, he is close enough.

At the moment when he was about to disappear, Ziqi suddenly found that the side of the dice facing up was a pitch-black "six points".

When he opened his eyes, Ziqi was stunned by the image in front of him.

The white clouds rolled in front of you like ocean waves, and the sky was extremely clear above the white clouds, which seemed so high and deep. The bright sun warmly covered the clouds, refracting orange-yellow light.

This magnificent sight soothed Ziqi's heart, which was beating wildly, and calmed him down.

Where have you been?

Could it be that this is the end of the world?

Ziqi looked down and saw that Lingling was still asleep in his arms, his eyes were slightly closed, but fortunately, the blood was no longer flowing, and his eyelashes were fluttering, as if he might wake up at any time.

That's great!

"Lingling, Lingling?" Ziqi gently shook the little girl in her arms.

Just then, another voice came.

"Blood ......"

Ziqi was agitated and began to look around.

It turned out that Lord Dice was also teleported together, and he was really ghostly!

Ziqi immediately held his breath and began to slowly think about countermeasures.

It's like a huge palace, not only magnificent, but also so big that you can't see the surrounding walls at a glance, and the top is ridiculously high, more than enough to fly a kite.

It's definitely a great place to run around!

Although Ziqi didn't want to be chased all over the world like a mourning dog, in the face of such a wide space, his heart was still a little settled.

If necessary, you can put down the spirit and run out to attract fire.

"Blood ......"

The dice growled weakly again, and sniffed vigorously. Fortunately, Lingling's blood was no longer shed, and the hall was wide enough that he couldn't lock on to his target for the time being. The hall was equally quiet, with only the faint sound of the wind. The dice adults pricked up their ears and couldn't hear any sound.

Despite this, Ziqi still didn't dare to move. He looked at Lingling with a very mixed feeling, hoping that she would wake up immediately, but also hoping that she would not wake up for the time being.

Because, the spirit that suddenly wakes up will inevitably make a sound, and the slightest sound may be instantly captured by the dice adult. Fortunately, Lingling did not wake up, and the eyelashes that kept shaking also brought comfort to Ziqi, so that he could always know Lingling's state.

The clouds outside the window were still floating carelessly, and a gust of wind gently brushed the tips of Ziqi's hair, and he was surprised to find that he was sweating so much, and his hair was sticking to his forehead.

At this moment, there was a brief calm in the hall. Ziqi was naturally motionless, and Lord Dice, who had been unable to lock on to the target for a long time, gradually quieted down. He stood in the distance, unmoving.

Ziqi knows that the game has come to an end, and eighty percent of the world has been saved, as long as he can escape from the clutches of Lord Dice, the breakthrough is just around the corner.

But how do you get out of the grip of the dice? What's next?

Ziqi began to look for the silver dice, and he pinned all his hopes on it. Ziqi knew that the dice must also be somewhere in this hall, as long as he could keep a distance from Lord Dice and roll it again, as long as the number of points this time was not six, then he should be able to take the spirit out of danger in an instant.

Where are the dice?

Ziqi began to look around, and the hall was bright enough, so Ziqi quickly spotted the target. The moment his eyes came into contact with the silver dice, he didn't just gasp.

Because, that huge dice are at the feet of the dice!

If you walk past it yourself, it will be tantamount to throwing yourself into a net. If you don't go over, you can't act rashly, you can only stand where you are.

How can this be done?

At this moment, the dice that had been standing still actually moved.

"Blood ......"

Despite the countless blood he had drunk, his voice was still weak, as if he could die at any moment if he didn't replenish some blood. He stretched out his hands forward, shouting weakly as he took a slight step.

It was this step, kicking the silver dice impartially.

"Dripping ......"

I don't know what material the white and smooth floor of this hall is made of, but the dice rolled out like a leather ball and went straight to the staircase.

Ziqi still didn't dare to move a single bit, and could only watch the dice get farther and farther away from him. Because he clearly saw that the dice had their ears upside down and their noses wrinkled, they had obviously entered the state of searching for their targets.

"Blood ......"

I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional, Lord Dice actually stretched out his hands and ran straight to himself!

"Knock, knock......"

On such a smooth floor, the footsteps were exceptionally loud. The silver dice were still sliding towards the staircase, and the sound of gliding was indescribably beautiful, like a curling stone sliding on the holy ice.

Looking at the slowly approaching dice-sama, Ziqi knew that he had to make a choice.

To move or not to move, that's the question!

Although the hall is very huge, and Lord Dice is still some distance away from him, if he doesn't move, he will inevitably have a close contact with him in half a minute, and when the time comes, either I will die or I will die, and there will never be any possibility of survival, and it is absolutely impossible not to move.

But where can you go if you move?

As far as the eye can see, the only way out of the hall is the staircase that seems out of reach. Although he saw that the silver dice were about to successfully "go ashore", he would never be so lucky. For one thing, the dice don't chase this die, and it can naturally move unscrupulously. Second, I don't have the smooth skin of this dice, and I can't move as fast as it, not to mention that I still have a comatose spirit, once I move, I am likely to be locked on by Lord Dice in an instant, and then I will be crushed by his crazy movement speed every minute, and in the end, I will either die or I die, and there will be no possibility of survival.

At this moment, Ziqi fell into a dead end. Moving or not moving is a dead end?

"Knock, knock......"

The sound of the dice-sama's footsteps was getting louder and louder, and at this moment, his dead gray eyes were only about ten meters away from him.

Ziqi suddenly regretted it. He kept accusing himself in his heart, when did he even struggle with the problem of starting and not moving?

Naturally, it's moving!

If you don't move, the chance of survival must be zero. If you move, well, at least not necessarily zero.

It's like toppling dominoes, forming a chain reaction, and after experiencing the first regret, Ziqi's heart immediately swells up with the second regret.

That is, since you must move, why didn't you move earlier?

Obviously, in such a situation, the faster and earlier you run, the more likely you are to escape. Why didn't he run away just as the dice had just moved, and only had to wait until he had shortened the distance by half before trying to escape?

No, why didn't you run away before the dice were moving?

"Knock, knock......"

Just when Ziqi kept blaming himself, the footsteps became louder.

Lord Dice had already shortened the distance to a quarter, and Ziqi's embarrassed face was about to be reflected in the gray-black pupils, but Ziqi ushered in a third regret.

He began to blame himself for why he had just come to blame himself.

Looking at Lord dice's close face, Ziqi knew that it was too late, and he was really a person who was not crisp enough and indecisive.

In fact, in the face of danger, most of us are like Ziqi, because we are not decisive enough and constantly fall into the strange circle of thinking, and finally waste the opportunity to save ourselves.

"Blood ......"

Lord Dice suddenly stopped a step away from Ionqi, and he sniffed hard, and even a pair of dead gray eyes burst with joy.

Ziqi knew that this time, he was in a catastrophe.

At this moment, an exceptionally loud voice came from the end of the main hall.

"Boom!"

The huge silver dice finally came to an end, slamming into the stairs solidly.

Naturally, this voice would not escape the keen ears of Lord Dice, perhaps because he was confident, Lord Dice turned around when he was close to Ziqi and looked blankly at the top of the stairs.

The silver dice had stopped, but at this moment the staircase was gradually noisy, like boiling water, and countless chaotic footsteps slowly came from the staircase.