Section 142 A Doll's House (39)

The flames from the violent explosion instantly overwhelmed and destroyed a qiē.

"It's okay, master. "The little fox's body is full of wounds, not because of the effect of the explosion, but the effect of the magic shock, the little fox used the earth wall magic array at the last moment to protect the stickman and the fat bear, looking at the little fox's resolute face, the stickman knew that the little fox had also grown up, not only in spirit, strength, but also in combat skills, the timing of this choice was very accurate, and the angle of the earthen wall tilt showed that the little fox's combat skills improved.

"It's okay! The puppeteer is fine. "Through the magic puppet, the stickman can know that the puppet is not dead, but serious injuries are also essential, as for Moleta, it is not in his consideration, at least the stickman does not believe that Molethai has no life-saving tricks, so there is no need to worry about him.

"Well, Fat Bear, are you okay?" the little fox, who had never heard Fat Bear speak, moved towards Fat Bear's cold body with difficulty.

"Fat Bear, Fat Bear!" Feeling the cold and stiff body of the fat bear, the little fox still couldn't believe that this qiē was true, but the fat bear who didn't respond to the shouts several times in a row ↓↓+, the little fox also knew that the tragedy had happened.

"It's all me, it's all me! I didn't protect the fat bear!" the little fox's tears dripped to the ground, and the little fox obviously blamed himself for the qiē.

"It's not your fault, in fact, the fat bear was already dead when he shot the last arrow, and looking at his face, he walked away with a smile.

If you really want to be held accountable. That's that I didn't take my chances. Didn't kill the enemy in one hit. The responsibility should be on me. The stickman walked behind the little fox and lowered his head as if waiting for the little fox's verdict.

"Master, it's not your fault, it's all those people, those people. The little fox obviously didn't completely lose his mind, and knew that the root cause of the qiē was the behind-the-scenes people who controlled the qiē behind it, but the little fox was still sad, and one of his best friends was gone, the gray squirrel. Iron Sword, and Fat Bear, the little fox was afraid of the last two, and the puppeteer and stickman left her behind.

"We must avenge this revenge!" The magic puppet that had lost its magic power lay on the puppeteer's shoulder, and as the puppeteer limped back, the puppet who clenched the thin sword looked at the fat bear's body and made a firm oath.

"I just want you to go down with me, I don't want to see anyone die again!" Watching his partners leave one by one, the little fox no longer has the grandiose words of the past, and now the little fox needs only one, and everyone must live well.

"Be strong! We're all going to live well. We need to go out with the hope of our fellow travelers. Live well. "What stickman has always pursued is a simple life, but reality has pushed Fez to the forefront again and again, and he can't help himself.

"Okay! our first collaboration was a success!" Suddenly Mollethai's voice appeared behind him.

"Where the hell did you just go?" the little fox, still sad and angry, was furious at the uninjured Molethe.

"Escape!" replied Molethey, still coldly.

"Did you have the ability to save my companion just now!" The stickman didn't want to know anything else, and didn't see Molethai as his partner, at most he was just a temporary teammate, but the stickman still cared if Molethai was capable of saving the fat bear just now.

"No!" Moletai replied, still plainly cold.

"Okay, what's next?" The stickman stopped the little fox who wanted to continue to accuse, and for Moletay's behavior just now, the stickman couldn't judge whether the other party was capable of saving the fat bear, so he could only answer the judgment question by Moleta's own.

"Still, I admire this little person. "It's the first time that Mollett has looked at the fat bear, which is also Moller's recognition of the fat bear, but it doesn't mean anything.

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"Let's go!" The stickman reminded the little fox who was still looking at the grave of the fat bear, with two puppets and the five-meter-high magic puppet behind him, although the dragon magic core was lost, but this magic puppet is the biggest gain, in the magic puppet composed of pure magic extracted by the compound superimposed magic just now, the magic density is more than one step higher than the previous magic puppet, as long as it is not open the sixth level of the magic eye, it can still hold on for a while.

However, even if the sixth-level magic eye is opened now, the mana consumption will not be as terrifying as the first time, after all, most of the first magic consumption is used for the purpose of evolution, and the mana consumed to maintain it is not much.

"Hmm!" the little fox took one last look at the fat bear, followed behind the three of them, the love was still not strong, among all the companions, the best relationship with the little fox was the fat bear, so the little fox would burst out all his feelings after the fat bear left, and at this time, the three companions, one was colder than the other, and the little fox's low mood in a short period of time could not be recovered.

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"You've failed again!" said the little girl sarcastically, standing next to the space boy.

"Failed again!" the little boy looked at the number on the screen, knowing that this time he had failed again, but he didn't care about the situation outside, even if the entire factory was destroyed, it was not as important as his own failure.

"Where are you going?" Seeing the little boy walk out of the room like this, without even looking at herself, the little girl's face was very ugly.

"Deal with those people, are you going?" The little boy's face returned to normal, still so indifferent, although the little boy looked so young, but in fact, his real age was at least hundreds of years, so that indifference was not pretended, but the accumulation of years.

"Hmph, what are you doing back?" the little boy hadn't yet left the room, when he suddenly turned around and sat down in front of the screen, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Since they have come, then I will wait for them!" the little boy explained to the little girl for some reason.

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"What a lot of space!" As soon as the four of them walked into the core area of the chemical plant, their vision instantly became extremely wide. There was nothing but countless aisles leading up and down to the left and right. A void. At the end of the same passage was still nothing, with no upper cap and no bottom below, and the huge and solid little fox sitting with the stickman cried out in surprise.

"How, up or down?" Mollethai was also unclear about the information here, and did not have a clear attitude on how to choose, and there were only two aisles, one spiraling up and one gliding down.

"What's the difference?" The puppeteers didn't ride the rickshaw like the two magicians, and were a little unsure about what to choose.

"It can be said that there is no difference, this is a combination of chaotic space, space folding, spatial confusion, spatial cracks, even if I am here, I must be careful, otherwise it will cause spatial chaos, even if it is a god, it will be difficult to protect itself.

However, the rules of space are the same for them, and they do not dare to use space magic at will. Moller explained a lot. But there was still no positive answer.

"Go upper!" suddenly the stickman shouted as he pointed to the passage that led to the void space on the top floor.

"Is there any reason?" said Moletai had thought that the stickman had made some discovery.

"The water flows low, and the man goes high. Do you need a reason to go in which way?" In fact, the stickman just doesn't have any reason, nor does he have any sixth sense, but the stickman knows that every action of his group is under the surveillance of the other party, so it doesn't matter which way he chooses, so he points to the passage above at will.

"Okay! For the stickman's choice, the two of them were instantly affirmed, the puppeteer first stepped on the passage up, followed by the magic puppet and the stickman and the little fox on his shoulder, leaving only a hesitant Molettai, for the willfulness of the three stickmen, Molettai did not know whether to indulge, or the opposite, let them withstand the first wave of attacks.

But in the end, the ghost of Moller followed the footsteps of the three of them and stepped down the aisle.

"Oh! The door in the back is gone. When all four of them stepped into the passage upstairs, the door behind them disappeared from everyone's sight, leaving only the corridor that extended in all directions.

"This is a chaotic space, once you step into it, there is no turning back, who made you go so fast, now you can only move forward!" Molettoo complained, but his face was not the slightest worried, because there was no need or use to worry about it now.

"Then let's move forward!" the puppeteer still took the lead, and everyone followed the back of the puppeteer step by step.

"Master, do you see someone down there?" Suddenly, the little fox pointed to the bottom of the aisle railing and said with some surprise.

"Reflection?" the stickman's eyes were much better than those of the little fox, and he could see at a glance that it was themselves, but it was just the opposite, as if it were a reflection on the water, but the reflection seemed to be remote.

"No, it's a reflection of space, just treat them as your own reflection, don't look at them all the time, be careful that your soul will be attracted to the other party, this will lead to the exchange of the body and the reflection, and your soul will be detained here for the rest of your life. "Mollethay is still very familiar with spatial knowledge, at least much better than the "half-toned" magician of the stickman.

"That's me!" the little fox yelled, and at the same time jumped off the puppet's shoulder, jumping directly to his other self.

"Come back!" the stickman yelled late, but the speed of the magic puppet was fast enough, and at the moment when the little fox jumped up, the magic puppet was ready, and the speed reached the limit, and it instantly moved to the front of the little fox, and a simple magic bubble immediately enveloped the little fox.

"Look at you still running!" The stickman woke up the little fox who was still addicted, knowing that the little fox was attracted by the opposite self, so he rushed to the other self regardless of a qiē, but he destroyed the other party's good deeds, and the other party's teeth cracked his mouth roared.

"I'm sorry, there won't be a next time!" The little fox who came to his senses also knew that he was the only one who had fallen into the Tao, so his face was a little embarrassed.

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"When is the end, do we have to stay here for the rest of our lives?" In the face of the same environment, there is nothing up and down except for the corridor.

"Rest for a while before leaving!"

"Fuck, what the hell is going on? There's a crack. The little fox, who had just sat down, saw that there were cracks in the passage under his feet, and the number and scale of the cracks were still expanding.

"Let's go!" (to be continued......)