Madison was never one to be patient enough, and after making sure there was no danger around her and leaving enough room to retreat, she took control of the stone birdcage and floated towards the pit with a single dive. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's a pity that instead of a skateboard, she is stepping on a birdcage that looks low on the outside.

But anyway, with the blessing of the Illusion Spell, no one can see it.

The next moment, Madison's eyes were occupied by a blue light.

A faint blue light poured out from the ground, countless times more vivid than the sunlight, and the dazzling light occupied all of Madison's gaze, directly blocking her vision.

Again, this did not come as a surprise to Madison.

Whatever these willing blue hoses were, there is no doubt that they are always blue, and their parent bodies may also be blue, and the underside of the pit is perfectly blue.

But to this extent, it is still a little beyond Madison's imagination.

Instead of swaying, she steadied the stone beneath her feet, stepped back slightly, and then lowered the distance slightly.

Madison looked impulsive, but not reckless, she didn't plunge headlong into the depths of the hole, just lingering near the entrance.

As soon as the faint blue light appeared, she retreated, and unsurprisingly, she was now back at the edge of the deep cavern, not above it.

If you lose your vision, you only rely on your sense of hearing and smell.

Madison listened quietly, feeling, unsure if anything in the pit saw him, and followed him out.

But for a long time, there was not a single sound or noise from below, nor did the most change in airflow.

Madison, please let out a soft breath and wait for her eyes to recover.

She didn't have any magic to heal her eyes from the bright light, so she could only wait for it to recover on its own, but the light wasn't really strong, it was just a flash of surprise, and after a minute or two, Madison noticed that the sight of the pit had reappeared in front of her eyes.

It's still that pit, it's still these idiots, twisting hoses from side to side, and she doesn't seem to alarm anything.

Maybe there's still a hose under the pit, Madison thought.

If it's this group of things that don't have eyes, noses, mouths, or even thoughts, it's normal not to be aware of themselves.

Urging the cage slightly, Madison refloated to the top of the pit.

Because his eyes had already been stimulated once, this time the light Madison didn't seem to be as strong as before, at least he could see something dimly.

Squinting, Madison opened the cage open a notch, then leaned on the edge, looking down curiously.

The light, the blue of the blue, was like a swirl of colors, and there was only one color, but the shaking Madison was dizzy.

These dark and shallow spectral lines form twisted waves in her eyes, like Picasso's most abstract work of art, forming meaningful and meaningless patterns that are refracted through the retina into her brain.

It cannot be parsed, or even looked directly at for a long time.

Madison didn't realize what that meant, she just thought that the light seemed to be a little too intense, and even if she could finally see what was underneath, she wasn't sure if she would be visually impaired, if she would be blind.

Breaking your own eyes just to satisfy a curiosity is obviously not worth it.

Madison retracted his head, thinking that by doing so, he would reduce the amount of light.

But in the next moment, Madison didn't care about these messy questions, because she suddenly felt something that seemed to be very cold, as if she was being targeted by a poisonous snake.

Very uncomfortable.

It's like... It's as if she's at the mouth of some kind of beast!

Madison's heart was shocked.

This feeling could not have come for no reason, and as a Supreme Witch, she knew that witches often had unexpected intuition in this regard.

Thinking that she was floating above this unknown pit, it was self-evident why she felt this way.

The next moment, Madison's eyes widened abruptly again.

For she noticed that the mist of light below had somehow dissipated, revealing the true situation hidden beneath the deep blue glow.

That's one. Huge, while distorted and grotesque human faces.

。。。

“S！。。”

Madison swallowed back the exclamation that was about to blurt out.

Her eyes were almost straight to the ugly mouth below, and even Madison was so bold that she couldn't help but feel a little creepy for a moment.

Human beings are naturally afraid of huge creatures, which are imprinted in the genes, and the large size brings not only a visual pressure, but also psychological depression.

The mouth was the size of Madison's two, and even if it was just plain open, with no teeth or roars or growls, it was still enough to remind Madison of many things.

Perhaps beneath this mouth are sharp teeth, as if waiting for the grinding disc and jagged version of their prey to fall.

They will cut their tendons, crush their bones, and squeeze themselves into a blurry, indistinguishable mass of flesh in an instant.

As her imagination deepened, the more cold sweat appeared on Madison's forehead, and she even felt her scalp tingle.

No.. No, that's not right.

Madison was keenly aware of the anomaly, why she was in this situation, why she was frightened by her own imagination, or rather... Why would she associate such a horrible thing!

She began to work hard to empty her brain, and as it was emptied, the effects of Occlumency began to be apparent.

But no sooner had she emerged from this nightmare state than a second wave of attacks from an unknown lure arrived.

"Open your eyes. Open your eyes. ”

"Open your eyes."

Madison didn't hear anything, directly auditory, spiritual, she could assure her, but for some reason, she just wanted to open her eyes.

Thoughts that came from the heart could not be discarded, and after about three or four seconds of confrontation, she decided to obey her heart.

Then she opened her eyes.

The next moment, this abstract human face regained all her sight.

No.. Or rather, this can't be called a human face, it can only be called. A face.

It can be called a face because it has the most basic elements of a human definition of a face.

Two eyes, a nose, a mouth, and possibly even a pair of ears are possible because all of its five features are crammed into the same plane.

And it can be determined that they are crowded in the same plane, not growing in the same plane, and the reason is also because of its ears.

It's like a person being pressed against glass, and his features are clinging to the glass, including his ears.

But in addition to the ear itself, there are also muscles at the back of the head, the scalp, and perhaps a small amount of hair.

This is a similar case with its ears curled up, huddled in the plane with the skin of the vicinity, along with the remaining four organs, and because of the angle, it seems that only one ear can squeeze in, and the other ear is clearly on the other side.

Of course, there is also the possibility that it only has one ear.

So a pair of ears, it's just a guess.

In the same way, it can indeed be called a face with the most basic organs such as ears, nose, eyes, and mouth, but it is obviously a bit far-fetched to say that it is a human face.

Because no matter how you look at it, it's hard to relate to human beings.

"Ahh

Madison seemed to be in great pain, and couldn't help but let out a short low wail, and her body suddenly went limp, and her handsome face wrinkled tightly together, twitching together,

“ahh--！”

She let out another moan of pain, her mouth opening uncontrollably, like a drowning fish craving breath and oxygen, as her saliva trickled down the corners of her mouth and slowly fell to the ground of the gabion.

In fact, it was not easy for Madison to get so much useful information at a glance.

There was more to it than she could accept.

Madison, who fell to her knees, felt that she was in pain, she didn't know what was wrong with her, she only felt as if she was about to burn, it was so hot from the inside out, the flames were scorching her, scorching every muscle and tendon of her, and also scorching her soul and heart.

Again, she didn't know what she was seeing.

That's a hard thing to describe.

Can you imagine a human being squeezed by a huge force between two walls, and being slammed in the middle, perhaps this is the most appropriate description.

But the difference is that the walls are only one-sided and transparent like glass, and that's not human.

It's all right below Madison's line of sight.

Although the giant face has not been deformed due to crowding and pressing, the entire facial features have long been completely distorted. Maybe it's not the facial features, because it doesn't have eyebrows, so it can only be called the four senses.

The distorted face was like an abstract, incomprehensible horror image, clinging to the invisible barrier, and although it didn't seem to notice Madison above, just looking at its presence was too much for Madison to bear.

Dark and hollow eyes, tunnel-like mouths and nostrils, and ears that are crowded together like a mess.

Individually, they looked a little weird and scary, but not unacceptable, and Madison didn't know why they had become so after they had come together. Confusion.

Gasping for air, Madison lay on the cold stone slab, staring directly into the unfocused eyes below.

She felt her scalp tingle, and a cold sensation slowly crept up Madison's body, causing her to shiver, goosebumps running straight from her collarbone to the tail of her spine.

Its mouth. Eye.. Nose.. It's like a whirlpool, a whirlpool with sharp teeth, stirring her into it thoroughly, stirring up not even the flesh foam.

"Ahh

The next moment, Madison finally couldn't resist the force, she hugged her head, and let out a terrible scream.

The screams not only alarmed these seemingly undoubted hoses, but also clearly transmitted to the ears of the group of witches not far away.

The Illusion Charm and the Invisibility Charm could obscure Madison's figure, but not the voice, and in fact, even if Madison had cast a Silence Charm on herself, the spell would not have been able to hide her piercing screams.

Magic is smarter and more human than technology, especially in the details and tiny aspects.

The silencer charm can cover up the wizard's accidental movements, but it will not block the wizard's deliberate sounds, and the difference in magic judgment seems to be derived from the wizard's inner portrayal.

In the field of science, this is a black technology that connects and shares a mixture of thoughts, even a small object requires a lot of scientific and technological foundation to support, but in the field of magic, it is just a small skill that can be achieved by wizards moving their wands and changing spells.

The silencer also avoids the possibility of starvation to death once the wizard who casts the invisibility charm and silencer spell on himself is unconscious in a corner, and no one finds out about the possibility of starving to death.

Madison's screams reached the ears of the witches and immediately startled everyone.

"Is that her?"

The most nervous of all is Imogin, although the Witch Sisterhood has no real leader, but the oldest and often in charge of diplomacy, Imogin, is in a sense their nominal leader.

In fact, more often than not, Imogen was taking care of them, and there was a big age gap between the witches, from those in their early thirties like Imogen to those who didn't even go to high school.

Imogen was very welcoming and happy with each new member, and she was especially concerned about Madison's strength.

No matter where you are, strength is always a factor that can add extra points.

Ever since Madison had infiltrated the past, Imogen's heart had risen, and although she didn't think that Madison could encounter any accidents, or rather, she instinctively didn't think that this suspected portal pit could cause any accidents, but she was still very worried.

But now that she heard Madison's screams, she hesitated a little unsurely, wondering if it was an auditory hallucination caused by her excessive worry.

"Is that her? Emma? ”

Imogen asked repeatedly.

The mall is like a battlefield, but the mall is not a real battlefield after all, and Imogen is the most experienced of all the witch sororities in terms of diplomacy, interpersonal relationships, and handling, but in terms of the strength of magic, the grasp and sensitivity of the battle situation, she may not be able to merge into the first ranks.

At this time, Joanna, who has always seemed to have no thoughts, is the most decisive.

Well, maybe the blood and recklessness originally represented decisiveness, she pushed away Imogin, who was still in a state of hesitation, and said with great certainty.

"It's her, and she's in danger right now!"

Drawing her wand, Joanna didn't hesitate to whisper, "Emma Roberts. Clothes flying! ”