Anna is also thinking about this question.

But she also thought about another question, if the whole space was folded, how would she get out?

But now she can't do that much.

The last wad of paper money has been thrown out.

Before the ghost train travels to another realm, the entire mound is folded.

At this moment, she is standing on the front of the ghost train, looking at the masterpiece she has just completed, even if she has been mentally prepared, it is still a little incredible.

The main mound has been forcibly folded into a three-dimensional space, and now there are graves all over the top, bottom, left and right.

And the tracks of the ghost train have been connected back and forth, forming a complete loop.

"If this cycle is not broken, will the car spin on its own for the rest of its life, which is equivalent to another kind of crash?"

And with the change of space, the situation in the distance has also undergone some different situations.

The originally dim space gradually appeared to be bright.

Through the "mouth" glyph on both sides, Anna saw something else.

It's like a city, with high-rise buildings, bridges, and cars.

But I'm not sure if it's where I was when I first came.

Anna stood on the train, searching for her target.

After another round, the ghost train came back in a circle.

Anna saw the "self" standing not far away.

Frost condensed in her palm and threw it at the man in the center.

An ice pick exploded at the foot of the well-defined "Anna".

The familiar breath clearly touched her.

The gray-covered "Anna" raised her hand.

In an instant, dozens of silk threads stretched out, and Anna had nowhere to hide, so she hurriedly kicked the soles of her feet and turned over to the other side of the train.

Silk threads ran through the roof of the car and shot onto the grave on top, painting a tombstone white.

Anna crouched at the bottom and saw the gray legs.

She also shot silk threads, passed through the bottom of the car, and climbed up the slender long legs.

It's not to trip her up, but to show her the way.

Sure enough, feeling the extra thing on her legs, another "Anna" walked in the direction of the silk thread.

But this section was only a carriage, and the front of the ghost train had just passed.

It's going to take a little bit to come back again.

Anna needs to drag it out for this time so that the ghost train just happens to hit her other self with the front of the car.

But that's not a long way off.

When the other party found her, especially in the face of the silk thread he deliberately released as a guide, he walked over to her.

"What would you do in the face of the blockade of the carriage?"

Anna watched through the gaps that appeared from time to time, and watched the other person get closer.

About ten meters away from the carriage, the other party stopped.

Through the intermittent gap, Anna saw a thick stream of frost condense around the other's body.

The temperature around Anna had begun to drop dramatically, and even she felt a little cold.

"Won't you...... This is the carriage of the ghost train......"

Anna wondered if there was something wrong with the files at headquarters, why didn't there seem to be anything scary.

But the frost had already been stirred up from the other party's hands.

The carriage in front of him suddenly shook violently.

A blanket of white frost completely enveloped a carriage.

Immediately after that, the speed of the entire ghost train was actually reduced somewhat.

"Damn, I can't let her fight like this."

This fragment with divinity was stronger than Anna had expected.

"I'm definitely not a real angel."

The thought popped into Anna's head.

Just a part of the demigods has such power, and what will happen to the angels in Sequence 1?

Anna only had one concept in her memory, but no specific memory at all.

But from this contact, Anna really saw how terrifying the power of the high sequence really is.

"Maybe I'm really just an ordinary high school student born in this era, and I have some memories in my mind that don't belong to me."

As soon as this speculation was born, it lingered in Anna's mind.

Annathan was just the instigator of Sequence 8, and he was Sequence 8 until he died, and he even saw what he looked like when he died.

And the memory of the so-called "I am an angel", if you think about it carefully, is even just a few words.

It's just that for now, the carriage must not be allowed to slow down like this.

Otherwise, when the ghost train hits the supernatural power is not enough, something will happen.

Anna looked up, and there was still her back hand.

"Braised pig's trotters, roasted pig brains, Coca-Cola on ice, mutton shabu......" Yin Zhizhang's mind kept appearing with these favorite foods, "When I go out, my body can be eaten openly, what diabetes, high blood pressure and high blood lipids will never appear on me, hey-I'll rub it!" ”

Suddenly, something was wrapped around the treacherous cotton coat he was wearing.

"What's that?" Yin Zhizhang tried hard to stick his head out to take a look, but he really couldn't do it.

He is now more bloated than a turtle, and sticking out his head is tantamount to shrinking his head.

Before he could continue trying to figure out what was going on, he felt as if he was being pulled again.

Yin Zhizhang really wants to come out of this tombstone, but not in this way.

"Who the hell is pulling me, it can't be that, right?"

Yin Zhizhang simply closed his eyes, anyway, the state of the tricky cotton clothes was just right, and he couldn't die if he fell.

And Anna is below him, and the strength of breastfeeding has been tried.

It's not how difficult it is to pull him, but the "Anna" across the carriage has already begun the second offensive.

And this time, the range is even wider.

Through the gap, Anna saw that the color of the other's eyes seemed to change.

Petrification was launched.

Not only did the ghost train slow down all of a sudden, but even Anna herself began to slow down.

Although she preemptively shot out the silk thread to tie up Yin Zhizhang who was stuck on the top, the petrification of the other self was too domineering.

"Give it to me...... Move—"

Anna turned her head, and the innate suppression from the higher order made her extremely uncomfortable.

That is the suppression from the source, the suppression of the superior to the inferior.

If it weren't for the other party's lack of sanity, Anna would probably be completely unable to resist now.

Fortunately, Yin Zhizhang's card was not very deep, and under Anna's desperate pulling, he finally pulled it out.

A black ball, falling from the mound above, towards the mound below.

It smashed right across from Anna, where it should have been.

Anna touched her face, and her skin seemed to crack a little.

The outermost one is as hard as a stone.

"If there was a mirror, I would be scary right now."

But Yin Zhizhang's fall did break the spell cast by the other self, and the price was that Yin Zhizhang, who was in a very good state, suddenly became a light cotton man, and there was no movement at all.