"We pray for death as much as we pray for salvation. ”

In the end, only Xingyun's words remained, rising and falling in Chonglin's mind.

When he opened his eyes, he didn't feel any better than before. On the contrary, he felt that it was worse, and it was even difficult to discern where he was.

For example, the mind is confused due to too long lunch breaks, and in the middle of a half-dream, half-awake, self-consciousness forces the brain to wake up.

It feels so bad. He felt that his eyes were flowery, like drinking spirits.

After looking around for a while, Chonglin judged that he and them were in a small space. It's a columnar place, and the lights are much brighter than before.

There was a metal door with a button next to the door - it turned out to be an elevator room.

It's already big relative to the elevator. But accommodating eight people at the same time is still a bit reluctant.

Everyone sat on the ground, leaning against the wall, silent.

The dream just now was different.

Chonglin recalled it a little, and the dream was relatively complete and an independent perspective, different from the previous intermittent memories.

As a result, the pain of the characters is even more empathetic to him.

Gu Qiancheng, who was sitting on the left, handed him the book. He stared at the book's eyeballs, hesitated for a moment, and slowly took it.

He didn't dare open it anymore.

"We've all seen it, and there's no writing. Director Gu said softly.

He looked to the right, and Shi Xue's eyes were hollow. On the opposite side is Liu Xili, who subtly staggers their perspectives.

Shi Xue noticed that he had woken up. She explained to him:

"We didn't find the door to leave the Sixth Enchantment, just that under that high platform, there was an elevator door. We brought you in, but ......"

However, no one has pressed that blank button yet.

"We weren't sure what was going to happen, and the frost was gone, so we didn't dare to act rashly. ”

It's good to be alert.

But having come this far, is there anything to fear?

"It's okay, press it. Chonglin made a weak voice.

With previous experience, his words would not be weightless. They trust him because there is no reason to distrust.

In other words, they can't find anyone else they can trust beyond that.

Tao Zuozi, who was closest to the door, looked at him and reached the button with his backhand.

The elevator was activated.

The sound of the instrument running continued for a while. In the real world, maybe three or four floors are running.

At this point, each of them has been slow to judge time. Maybe such a long feeling is just an illusion caused by your own psychological burden.

In this short period of time, Chongling's mood is very complicated.

He hadn't woken up from his dreams yet. In fact, he knew very well that it was definitely not a dream.

It's an unspeakable reality.

He tried to open his mouth, but he couldn't put it into words.

Freedom is just around the corner, so don't spoil the joy that comes from the rarity of anticipation, right?

The so-called truth, even if I don't tell it, it doesn't matter, right?

None of the people present should know the identities of the Guardians.

- All of them are ordinary and normal human beings.

How did they get here? I don't even dare to answer this question myself.

Although many sacrifices have been made so far, including the lives of friends. But is victory such a low-hanging fruit?

"Kill them, all. ”

As a guide, Frost Que states only a few words of instruction.

And the consequences and costs after that have not been mentioned.

I guess even if someone asked at the time, they wouldn't have gotten an answer.

What's more, in that case, everyone will just take it for granted - and so will themselves. The Guides have a deep understanding of the human mind, and she may be the only non-human being.

Can...... If so, why is it that the person who appears repeatedly in the Guardian's memory, the suspected guide, is a boy instead of the face of Frost Que?

Can a guide also change his appearance...... Chonglin wasn't sure.

When the elevator doors open, a rich fragrance greets you.

The Tao Zuo word, which is closest to the door, was the first to take the step. The moment he looked up, he paused visibly.

With such a strong aroma, the splendid palace, the magnificent garden, and the elegant stage...... Either one is more in line with it. As the final enchantment, I thought it would be an even more shocking scene.

However, this is just a reception room, or conference hall or something.

As soon as he saw this scene, Chonglin's brain seemed to immediately resonate with the environment, and the tingling pain made him very uneasy.

He knew very well that this was the layout of the reception room that he was all too familiar with after a brief coma and the long dreams he had experienced countless times.

It's not a big space, and it doesn't seem to have been designed to accommodate many people. But the facilities are complete, and all kinds of supplies look very high-end.

All the curtains were closed, so it was impossible to see the scenery outside, and it was impossible to determine what vertical position it was coming from.

The interior is illuminated by white lights, but despite this, the décor is still dark.

But unlike in the dream, there are fresh and eye-catching roses everywhere.

On the cabinets, on the tables, on the walls, everywhere is decorated with red flowers.

They are so freehand, so delicate, and so densely dotted in the room.

Like scorching flames, like dripping blood.

On the black glass coffee table in the center, eight goblets filled with red liquid are placed.

"What are you doing standing, what are you doing, it's so hard for you, welcome here, welcome—it's good to see you, you're all alive. I mean...... Nice to meet you guys. ”

Someone burst in—from the only door in the room except for the elevator. As he approached them, he muttered something.

That door, Chonglin also knows. It was supposed to be Nebula's office, but it must be different from reality. With that in mind, he shifted his gaze to the person who came.

The man was dressed in a clean white robe, like a beam of light shining into the red sea.

He walked straight over, causing everyone to step back. As if aware of his gaffe, he stopped, his tone full of apologies.

"I'm sorry, a little overjoyed - very few people get here...... Too little. ”

Shi Xue was still hiding behind, Tao Zuoci did not move forward in vain, and others did not dare to act rashly.

Only Ultramarine stepped forward, carefully observing the sudden appearance.

The man was tall, slender and fair-skinned. He has a neat and crisp short black haircut, only the sideburns and bangs are longer, a little trivial, and he may not have taken care of it well.

He wore a long coat like a hospital coat, but it didn't quite look like it. The open placket reveals a black shirt with slight folds. Below the corner of his right eye, a small tear mole dotted on it.

Moreover, his eyes were red, like roses everywhere in the house.

This pair of eyes ...... It seems to be trying to hide something.

Like the previous Guardians, it was a trace that bordered on being tormented by a long time.

It was silent, morbid madness.

"You ......"

"Oh, I'm sorry I forgot to introduce myself. ”

Seeing that the other party was looking at himself so directly, the man straightened his neckline and straightened the hem of his clothes, as if a nervous little clerk was facing his immediate boss for the first time.

"Hello to you for the first time. I'm a noath-tired person, you can call me a doctor. ”

Even so, he still feels very uncomfortable.

It's like a vampire in a cage, trying to restrain his desire to see fresh blood.

Shi Xue couldn't help but shiver.

"Sit down, sit down and rest, sit down—"

The man who claimed to be a doctor greeted everyone warmly, urging everyone to take a seat. Everyone was a little hesitant.

This man - overzealous. The previous Guardians were either very cold or hostile, and I had never seen anyone as honest with each other as he was. It's a bit hard to get used to.

If this enthusiasm is fake, it is very frightening - his acting skills are just too good.

If this passion is genuine, then ......

It's even more frightening.

He's ...... What to expect?

"Ah, you seem to be holding my stuff. The doctor's gaze fell on Chonglin's hand.

Chonglin hugged the book tightly, took a step back, and looked at him nervously.

"Don't be afraid. I'm not going to rob it. He smiled lightly.

These words did not make Chonglin let down his guard. After all, his eyes were still so sharp, like a hungry wolf staring at his prey.

Liu Xili took a step in his direction and pointed to the door he had come out of.

"There—what's that, another room?"

"Ahhh......h There, there's the exit. ”

Jiang Shuo and Chonglin, who had just sat down, stood up suddenly.

Then, there was a clear sound of footsteps. Everyone turned around and found that Frost Que was coming from the direction of the elevator. And the elevator door has also become an ordinary wooden door at this time.

"Yes, there is the door to leave the World Tower. ”

"What?!"

That's the final ......

An irrepressible joy welled up in my heart in an instant.

As if an invitation, the door slowly opened. What appeared in their field of vision was a gray haze. Through the curling clouds, you can faintly see the blue sky.

"It's not like the seventh layer......" Liu Xili whispered.

“...... Eighty-two. Chonglin muttered to himself as if he remembered something.

"You know that. Before you came, I had just stepped up to set up the exit. Rest assured, you won't fall to your death. ”

Crisp air flows in with a smell of freedom.

A few people leaned forward slightly, looking anxiously.

It's like a bird staring out the window at the vast sky through its cage.

"But that's not a condition for victory. ”

The untimely voice of the guide added.

What does this mean?

- To be continued -