Chapter ninety-three

Here it is......

The Gloryer opened his eyes, his gaze swept over the slightly bluestone brick walls in front of him, paused slightly on the flames of brazier braziers on either side of the road, and then looked around, looking for his companion who had been teleported in with him.

"Luckily, it worked. A voice came from behind her, Amy subconsciously turned around and looked around, just in time to see the annoying guy in the dice room stumbling up from the ground, shaking his little head while making a very suspicious sound, "Sure enough...... Those guys in the technical department, there is not a reliable ......"

What does it mean to be "okay, it worked"?

The Glory's brow jumped, but it didn't happen.

"Wait, Ulysses, how did you wake up so fast. The beautiful young man, who was still half-awake just now, immediately came back to his senses when he saw Amy's gloomy face that seemed to be dripping water, and hurriedly explained, "The human spirit will be affected to a certain extent in the process of transfer, but generally speaking, there will be no other sequelae except for a short period of fainting, and it will be a headache for a while, and it will not be in the way." ”

"I've heard everything you said before. The Glory One said with a blank face, then looked away from him and rested on the blonde girl lying flat like a sleeping beauty, "When will she wake up?"

"Three to five minutes. Dick gave a less accurate answer.

"Isn't there a sure number?" Amy couldn't help frowning, judging from the situation in front of them, their teleportation should have been successful, and now the place where they were should be in the strange body called Obadiah, in the real headquarters of the Lost House, one of the three pillars of the lower district, no matter from any point of view, this is not a place to wait for their companions to wake up.

"I'm sorry, no, the sequelae of teleportation vary from person to person, to make a simple analogy, our world is a two-dimensional plane, teleportation is to fold this plane, directly in the middle of a hole directly, because of the difference in human spatial perception, the performance of rejection is very different, some people may be dizzy for a while, and some people may fall into fainting. ”

"It sounds like Mia is the latter. The Glory One directly ignored the large explanatory text and listened to the final conclusion, "So, we will lose a main battle force in a short period of time?"

"That's right. The Apostle of the Dice House nodded.

"Well, what a terrible start. Amy sighed, and there was not even a hint of cringe in her dark pupils, "But since the outcome of the matter is no longer easy, what we need to do now is to minimize the bad effects it may cause." ”

"So what are you going to do?" asked Dick with some interest.

"Before we deliberate on what to do," the Glory One said to him, staring at the beautiful eyes that were as clear as emeralds, "the first thing we need to do is gather and organize the information—so what do you think? ”

"I don't dare to take that title as an adult. The beautiful blond-haired and blue-eyed boy shook his head, "But in terms of information, I can provide a little bit here—although the House of the Lost is difficult to infiltrate due to the special organizational structure of Obadiah, we still have a few eyeliners here after so many years, although it is difficult to know the truly valuable information due to their rank, but we can still collect some very useful but insensitive information."

He breathed a sigh of relief here.

"First of all, the most important point - Obadiah is alive, it has its own will, the House of the Lost sits within it, its various departments are completely independent, only ministers have the right to move freely between them, and most importantly, there is no concept of route at all, and ministers are able to intersect not because they know the route of travel, but only because they have authority. ”

"What do you mean?" Amy didn't quite understand.

"Maybe I'm having a problem with my words," the young man's emerald green eyes turned, and then said. You should have a certain understanding of Obadiah, it is a kind of strange creature that humans can't touch, living in the gap between dimensions and dimensions, its image in our perception is a huge castle, the headquarters of the lost man's house is located here, but Obadiah is not a sinking dead thing, although its external appearance is a kind of castle-like architecture, but its essence is a strange thing that humans can't understand, and the common sense that humans are familiar with is difficult to apply directly to it- In fact, the terrain inside it is a templated composition, and each base cell can be moved at any time and at any time, which means that it is almost impossible to travel on the right path without Obadiah's consent. ”

"I kind of understood, it's kind of an irregular, infinitely shifting labyrinth. The Glory One understood what he meant, but because of his understanding, he couldn't make up his mind, "According to you, we can't walk through the labyrinth of Obadiah and find Ignati now. ”

"That's right. ”

"So what kind of countermeasures have you prepared in the dice house?" Amy frowned unconsciously, not knowing why, he always had a bad premonition in his heart.

"So, we found you. The Apostle of the Dice House responded rather cheerfully.

"What do you mean?" the Glory One didn't react for a moment.

"It's very simple. Dick spread his hands, "Since we can't solve this problem, we have to outsource it and let someone else solve it." ”

"So, you found me?" Amy looked at the young man in front of her with a rather dangerous gaze, "and pulled me directly into Obadiah's body without even the most basic circumstances, and if I'm not mistaken, I shouldn't be able to get out of here in the usual way." ”

It was in an affirmative tone.

Even if you think about it with your toes, you can know that the organization of the dice house, which has rotted out of the bones, will not kindly prepare him for a way back.

"Don't worry, you and I have a community of interests, you can't run away, and I can't get out. The beautiful blond-haired boy patted him on the shoulder, "As you said before, since the outcome of the matter is no longer easy, what we need to do now is to minimize the bad effects it may cause." ”

The "......" Glory Bearer is silent.

The hand that was placed next to the short sword at his waist clenched and loosened, loosened and clenched, and repeated this three times before he calmed the anger in his heart.

"So, do you have any advice for this terrible situation?" Amy let out a long breath, replacing the accumulated turbidity in her lungs, and said her final salutation in a calm and cold tone, "My dear friend. ”

"If you want to give advice, I don't have anything to suggest on my side, but it's not that there is no opinion, but are you sure you want to listen?" Dick touched his nose in embarrassment under the cold eyes of the Gloryman, "It's not good news, that is, inside Obadiah, there are corresponding means to test the visitor's authority, and several of us are black households who forcibly intervened through the Descendants......"

"You mean, we were discovered. Amy couldn't help but hold her forehead with her hand, the house leak happened to rain overnight, and what the ancestors said was true, "But in a labyrinth that has its own subjective will and can change freely, even if we want to escape, where can we escape?"

"Why don't you try to defeat them head-on?" suggested the apostle of the dice house.

"If there is no murderer level of combat power in it, I think it should not be difficult to do. "It's simple, crude, and enforceable, but it has a fatal weakness, which is...... "I can't juggle a comatose Mia during the fight—"

He paused, and then said mercilessly: "I dare not be careless about you. ”

"That's going to be hard. The beautiful young man with blond hair and blue eyes showed a rather distressed look, "Although the castle of Obadiah is large, if the corresponding alarm mechanism is triggered, through the cells that can change positions freely, the rapid reaction force of the Lost House can complete the deployment of combat power in a relatively short time. ”

"It always feels like you can't say good news in your mouth. The Glory One said angrily.

"Well," Dick tilted his head, "after all, you're here to solve problems, and as the hired party, you have an obligation to solve the problems your employer faces. ”

"But you are buying and selling, and you are deliberately hiding the dangers you have to face. Amy said casually, he had completely lost trust in the dice house, "Speaking of which, you are at least half responsible for the reason why the opening is so bad. ”

"There is no point in passing the buck at this point. The Apostle of the Dice House shrugged his shoulders and paid no thought of the angry Glory One, "We should consider something more practical and imminent. ”

"For example," he said, looking at the wall that was beginning to change not far away, and the dozens of heavily armed ironclad warriors pouring out, "a greeting from the House of the Lost. ”

"Hell!"

Ulysses didn't have time to pay attention to the beautiful young man on the side, his gaze stopped slightly on the heavily armed ironclad warrior, and then shook his head:

What are you kidding, this is not iron armor at all!

This is power-driven armor - a real contraband, after the laws of physics are eroded by chaos, the steam engine loses its stability, becomes more violent, more difficult to be restrained.

Other words...... Compared to the time of the pre-ancient kings, these guys in front of them are even more terrifying.

And what's worse is that his relationship with these sub-armor bumps can be described as terrible.

If only Mia hadn't been unconscious.

The Glorious One could not help but have such a thought, and the next moment he was awake.

- Are you so accustomed to the existence of the other person? Are you so accustomed to relying on the existence of the other person?

He gripped the sword in his hand, and then—

Draw your sword!