In the hotel room, Yuan Mingkong carefully revealed the imprint "Absolutely Clear Telescope" and clearly saw everything that was happening on the beach.

After being stabbed through the head, the body hidden under the skin quickly disappeared due to exposure to the sun, and even the misty ten suzu standing beside it only saw the black body the size of the child of the false source Mingkong struggling violently, and then disappeared.

That false source appeared suddenly on the first night. After returning from the beach, Yuan Mingkong was ready to fall asleep early, and when he was about to turn off the lights, the lamps in the room began to flicker, and when he was in doubt, it seemed that a dark shadow poured in, covering the moonlight along with the lights.

Then, the fake source Mingkong set up a strange shadow barrier and locked the source Mingkong in the room.

Misty Shiling is right, a simple dream space branding ability can't block her branding ability, so what blocks her branding ability is another hellish creature that is good at "stealing": Shadow.

There are 9 levels of Shadows: Servant, Steward, Baron, Viscount, Earl, Marquis, Duke, Prince, Emperor.

It is the Shadow Baron who plays the role of Yuan Mingkong, and it seems to be the Shadow Count who shields the ability of the Ten Bells of the Fog to brand.

A few minutes later, the door of Yuan Mingkong's room was violently dismantled by a glass knife. The strange shadow barrier was also broken because of this.

Seeing that the person who came was Wu Shiling, Yuan Mingkong breathed a sigh of relief.

"How are you going to prove yourself?" Misty Shiling was not as relieved as Yuan Mingkong, but pointed a glass knife at the tip of Yuan Mingkong's nose and made such a request. ’

Yuan Mingkong held his chin and didn't know how to respond for a while, and suddenly, an idea popped up.

"When you saved me 8 days ago, you wore a white base with lace edges!"

With a twist of his wrist, Misty Shiling skillfully smashed the handle of the glass knife towards Yuan Mingkong's temple. Yuan Mingkong hurriedly dodged, and his hands held the arm of the Fog Ten Bell in time.

"Whew-"

"It seems that Spartacist fighting techniques are still somewhat useful to you." Misty Shiling said, slamming the handle of another glass knife on Yuan Mingkong's face, "However, the beating should not be less." ”

“......”

"Tell me what's going on, you seem to know a lot."

"When I was shopping for a swimsuit, I saw a note."

When Kirishiro heard this, she took out the note that read "Someone peeked while buying a swimsuit".

"yes, this is it." Yuan Mingkong nodded, "I fell into my swimsuit bag when you changed into swimsuits." I was going to tell you as soon as possible, but after I read the contents of the note, I forgot about it. ”

"How did that end up with me?"

"The moment you change your bathing suit, this note will disappear. I thought it would disappear after I read the note, but now it looks like it's going to you. Yuan Mingkong then briefly explained what happened to him.

"In other words, we were concerned by the shadow because of our contact with Zhou Mianmian, and we entered the dream space on the night of the first day to circulate."

"How did they appear? And for what? "Misty Shiling asked the question that Yuan Mingkong had been thinking about for the past few days.

Before the collapse moved south, the world was mixed. Hell creatures represented by shadows and demons, earth spirit creatures represented by humans and various sub-human races, and star creatures with angels existing. And after the collapse of the mountain moved south, not to mention the hell creatures and star creatures, even the earth spirit creatures lacked other intelligent species other than the human race.

The collapsed mountain, which is supposed to be a pure land, should not have the shadow of these creatures.

As for the branding ability of the summoning class, Yuan Mingkong originally had such doubts. But if that's the case, why did the Shadow Baron struggle when exposed to sunlight instead of using his branding ability to simply disappear?

Or, these shadows come from Zhou Mianmian's dream space. The previous demon of fear appeared in reality for a short time, could these shadows also appear in the same way? If so, why have they been able to stay in reality for that long?

As for the latter question of Fog Shiling, Yuan Mingkong had no clue, only knowing that he and Fog Shiling were being prevented from discovering Zhou Mianmian.

"Change into combat uniforms."

Without the command of the fog ten bells, Yuan Mingkong had already put the bag containing the combat uniforms, masks and other items of the two by his side.

"Why are we going to buy swimsuits, you say?"

"What do you think?"

"It's for the note." Yuan Mingkong sighed and said, "If you can, let's try to tell me as many things as possible in the future." ”

"What you see in the foggy vision involves cause and effect, and you either can't afford cause and effect and the situation occurs, or you affect the cause and effect, and the prediction of the foggy vision is biased." Kiri Shiling crossed his arms and said, "Now you are not qualified to enter the mist with me. ”

Yuan Mingkong sighed again and said, "Okay, so, is there a deviation between reality and prediction?" ”

Misty Shiling shook his head: "I can't remember what I predicted later, so I can only improvise next." ”

"Huh?"

Yuan Mingkong was about to complain, when a high-frequency knocking sound suddenly came from outside the window, and the sunlight that was still coming in from the outside just now had quietly disappeared at this time. Yuan Mingkong's face turned pale, he grabbed the curtain and threw it to the side, and it was night outside the window.

"What's going on?"

Yuan Mingkong was about to turn his head to ask Misty Ten Bell's opinion, when he suddenly found that Misty Ten Bell had disappeared into the room. The sudden state made Yuan Mingkong breathe, and then a dense knocking sound came from outside the window, he slowly turned his head, and found that black palm prints were emerging from the window, and there were several pairs of black palms outside.

“wc？！”

Gradually, the knocking on the window died down, and the room fell silent. Yuan Mingkong hurriedly closed the curtains, and suddenly an alarm sounded behind him, which reminded him that his door had been physically blasted by Fog Shiling with a glass knife, and he was in an extremely unsafe open environment.

He swallowed, turned his head sharply, and saw that the door had not been broken, but it was still open.

"Whew! Call! ”

Yuan Mingkong breathed loudly and grabbed the teapot and two small jars of tea from the table. He tiptoed to the door, and when he reached the toilet, he rolled a small jar out.

"Knock-knock! Knock~"

The small jar stopped as far as the door could see, and nothing happened.

Yuan Mingkong then adjusted the angle and threw another small jar against the wall, allowing the canister to bullet out of view.

"Boom! Knock-knock! Knock ~ knock. Knock knock knock!! ”

Yuan Mingkong stepped close to the door, grabbed the door and threw it out, only to hear a "bang", as if he had knocked something to the ground.

"Drip-"

The alarm sound is lifted.

"Whew-"

Yuan Mingkong sat down with his back against the door, and just as he wanted to take a breath, he felt an obvious impact on his back. Yuan Mingkong hurriedly got up and arrived at the door of the house, and at the same time examined the things in the room that could be used to block the door of the house, at this moment, a small cracking sound came from behind him, and then there were 4 or 5 similar sounds-

"Smack!"

A crisp and nostalgic voice made the scene in front of Yuan Mingkong's eyes suddenly become different.

The night, the car window, the beach, where is this?

Covering the swollen left side of his face again, although Yuan Mingkong was worried about what strange creature would be in the driver's seat, he still turned his head to look at the position of the driver's seat - it was his own female ghost, oh no, it was Angel Fog Ten Bells.

"Ahh

Yuan Mingkong, who was covered in a cold sweat, couldn't help but slump in his seat.