Two minutes later, in the dead silence, there was only faint vibrations and shouts from far away and below.

A snaking stream of scarlet flowed down the steps, staining the edges of the rift in the ground red.

At Huaishi's feet, the rift had begun to repair and close itself, slowly squirming like a monster chewing food.

Gradually, the limbs and faces wriggling in the viscous liquid like asphalt were no longer visible, and the wailing faded away.

Huai Shi had tried to kill them, but they were already completely connected to the entire permafrost hearth. Even if they were pulled out, they would quickly crumble into ashes. It won't be long before the remaining ashes will be pulled by an invisible force, returning to the rift and reforming into a numb face......

Everything here is like that.

It simply cannot be completely destroyed.

The supreme results left by the founders back then, the metal used is naturally the most precious and durable type, and can even extract essentia to repair itself, almost alive.

Now, these living metals connect them to each other, turning them into a hopeless one......

Huai Shi took one last look at the rift behind him, stepped onto the higher floors, and headed towards the top.

As he climbed in height, he had reached the middle of the tower, and the style of the buildings he saw became more and more strange and beyond his imagination.

Art from hell is evident here.

As the tower unfolded and grew, even the walls of the tower could no longer cover the expanding hearth, revealing a land full of peace and serenity outside.

In a paradise-like world, hordes are still fighting fiercely, giving scarlet blood to the earth......

And Huai Shi is still up.

The more you go up, the more you can find that countless divergent paths are coming to an end, and as long as you go up, it seems that no matter which door you choose, you can reach the only destination...... All climbers will eventually converge in one place.

Enemies, too, are more and more.

Not only the Eyes of Nightmares and the Ivy League's sublimators, but also the strange hordes they have hired, as well as scholars and alchemists...... There are even war machines left over from before the Hellcrafter's rout.

The pace of progress and climb is getting slower and slower, and the situation is getting more and more tricky.

Battle after battle.

Like the wailing here, there is no end in sight......

Two hours later, Huai Shi sat on the steps tiredly, staring at the messy corpses in front of her, her fingers trembling slightly.

There were too many battles, too many enemies, and even Shao Si Ming, who was good at recovery, felt a burst of exhaustion that was difficult to resist.

After the last essentia supply from Ivy had been used up, his energy had barely recovered.

The wound on the arm had been rehealed by the effect of the silver-blood potion, but the metallic scars crisscrossed the shell and looked so terrible.

"How far is it?"

He leaned against the colonnade and stared at the ceiling above him.

The Frost Giants, who were severely attritional, did not respond, but simply sharpened their weapons in silence, seized the time to rest, and waited for another departure, or for the enemy to appear again.

Looking up from the edge of the cracked tower, the top of the tower seems to be hanging high, not pulling even the slightest distance, as if it has been standing still.

The climb was too long, and he was almost exhausted.

As if he was afraid that he would feel lonely.

The sound of iron boots rubbing against the floor rang out again from the stairs below, and low footsteps from Nightmare Eyes overlapped.

Beside Huai Shi, the frost giants sitting cross-legged on the ground slowly got up, shouldered their heavy weapons, and looked back in the direction of the entrance.

There, a ten-man squad of Nightmare Eyes slowly descended the stairs, scarred armor with the smell of blood.

The emblem of the Nightmare Eye on his shoulder and shield slowly opened.

Glows blood-red.

They struck a shock posture and strode forward.

The battle begins!

Huai Shi sighed, holding the sword of virtue, and slowly got up.

The blade of the sword rises and points at the enemy's location.

Without any more orders or words, the Frost Giants were already running wildly towards their enemies in the icy wind, their axes slicing through the air and colliding with steel.

A loud bang erupted.

Dodging the cursed arrows that flew from behind the shield, Huai Shi stepped forward, deftly clinging to the stabbing blade and turning, his palm already pressed against the attacker's helmet.

At that moment, the sound of a torrent swept through the slender five fingers.

It was a surging flow of blood.

Washed in the delicate veins, when they merge with each other, they glow with real thunder!

The drums of heaven are beating.

- Drummer!

A terrifying power comparable to a piledriver's power erupted in the palm of his hand, and the tyrannical force caused his opponent to fly upside down, knocking down several teammates, and being smashed into the wall, unable to move.

The hideous helmet quickly shattered, revealing the rough and indifferent face below, full of calm.

Even if Huai Shi stepped forward with a sword, he was not moved in the slightest.

Calmly face death.

But Huai Shi's footsteps stopped for a moment, looked at his face, and suddenly asked, "You, what's your name?"

The sublimator of the Nightmare Eye frowned, but did not speak, his eyes drooping, waiting to die.

"Can't you speak, don't you want to talk to me, or ...... What about simply not being able to speak?"

In the noisy noise, Huai Shi's calm voice came, "Half an hour ago, I seemed to have killed you once...... Don't you remember?"

The mercenary of Nightmare Eye was stunned, and then, as if he had finally remembered something, his face turned pale.

It's sluggish.

It seems that I can't believe it myself.

"It's a good habit to remember the people you killed, right?"

Huai Shi looked around, ignoring the fighting around her, pinching her chin and falling into deep thought: "So, am I being pulled closer to some illusion?"

No, unless it's a crown wearer-level illusion, it shouldn't have any effect on me. The Mirror of Nothingness doesn't see anything...... So, what kind of effect is this border relic forming by this tower? It can affect so many people, it must be close to the realm of miracle carving, right?

To be able to have such a degree of completion, there should be laws and secret rituals in it, and it has not yet reached the level of the creator and the great master, such technical ability...... I'd like to think about it......"

After a moment of silence, he looked up and asked softly, "If I'm not mistaken, this should be a trick by the 'troupe', right?"

With his words, the fight came to an end.

Because all the movements of the Nightmare Eye froze in place, and in an instant, as if awakened from a dream, he finally realized where he was.

Blankly looking around, it slowly dissipated into the air.

Never again.

The landscape of the surrounding towers is rapidly changing, with resplendent decorations rising from the air, accompanied by ornate frescoes, heavy curtains, and hanging crystal chandeliers......

It was as if I had arrived on a certain stage in an instant.

As far as the eye can see, it is a theater that is too gorgeous to describe in words, and beyond the stage, the semi-circular stands are filled with countless seats.

Countless illusory figures are looking through delicate binoculars.

The sound of cheering came and went.

Obviously very annoyed by Huai Shi's behavior of breaking the fourth wall without permission.

Huai Shi's surroundings suddenly darkened, and in the darkness, a beam of light suddenly fell, illuminating the old man standing there, wearing a mask, and changing back into a luxurious and tasteless dress, with precious rings on his ten fingers.

"Pendron. He introduced himself.

Immediately after, a second light illuminated a man dressed in a bachelor's attire, wearing a top hat and glasses, and introduced himself: "Doctor." ”

Then, there was the major.

Harry Quinn who has ever been seen.

Immediately afterwards, an elegant and beautiful masked lady dressed in a whalebone dress appeared from the light and bowed slightly: "First meeting, Mr. Huaishi, I'm Isabella." ”

In the end, it was the young peasants dressed in ordinary attire who looked tired and tired.

"I'm Pierrot. ”

In addition to the other four members who are far away, more than half of the 'troupe' in the Land of Dusk has come here and stood in front of Huai Shi.

The miserly rich, the ignorant doctor, the cowardly major, the pompous servant, the vain lady, the cunning peasant......

The pillars that keep the story together have been put up, and the characters have appeared.

became the enemy of Huaishi.

Huai Shi raised her eyebrows and sighed, "Seriously, I thought it would be Liz." ”

"Liz won't be here, Huaishi, and you don't have to worry about where she's hiding for a sneak attack. ”

Pan Delong raised his hand, lifted the brim of the hat on his head, and said solemnly: "The students have stepped on the battlefield, and the teachers should also try their best to pave the way for them in the future and eliminate a little bump......

Now in front of you, there is only us, only the troupe. ”

Huai Shi couldn't help but shake her head: "With more and less, and in this way, how did you say such a despicable thing so high-sounding?"

"It can't be helped, it's like there are some stigmatas who are particularly good at fighting, and there are some stigmatas who are particularly bad at it. Pan Delong replied leisurely: "Unlike other stigmata, the stigmata of the troupe requires full preparation to be able to play a role, and it is basically useless in normal times......

After all, most of us are teachers and scholars, and we are not good at fighting and fighting, so when we have to fight, we will try to outnumber our opponents, as if we are ...... now."

Before the words fell, Huai Shi pulled out the Lord of the Flies without warning and aimed at Pan Delong's face.

Repeat the trick and pull the trigger.

Super Small Inquisition Agency: Lord of the Flies - Maximum Effort, Liberation!

The blinding pillar of light flew out silently at that moment, with a fierce heat, tearing through the old face, piercing through his shell, and then soaring out of the theater.