Chapter 255

Queen Yanluo suddenly, very abrupt, without warning... Knelt down.

Zhitian dance just picked up the knife and was ready to cut her wrist. Seeing this scene, she couldn't help but feel a little confused on her hard face.

Queen Yanluo wrapped her whole body in a range of half a meter around, and did not leak half a minute to half a meter away.

The queen Yan Luo's posture at the moment seems to want to shrink herself in a thick turtle shell and dare not move.

All the students in class two of three years suddenly became dim in the green light in their eyes. When they were very happy, they suddenly became depressed after being said "general".

All the students curled up in every corner of class 2, grade 3. It was like being infected by Queen Yanluo. They were also shaking.

The situation in class two of three years was strangely reversed. The queen knelt on the ground for some reason, and the other students were trembling.

Ah, this?

What's the matter?

Is it the loss of morality or the distortion of human nature?

For this sudden upheaval, Liu Ruyan and Gao Tiantian don't know what to do.

Zhitian dance smiled coldly against the wall.

She has high morale.

She saw blood with her knife.

She will be invincible.

She sheathed her knife and was about to——

"Go!"

Cao Tiantian and Liu Ruyan finally reacted and made their own choices.

After queen Yanluo's heat was gathered, the heat in the air was finally not so terrible. They were sweating. Taking advantage of this inexplicable situation, they rushed out directly from their respective positions. One person held Zhitian dance's arm. Without saying a word, they put up Zhitian dance ready to use a knife to enjoy double happiness, rushed out of the classroom from the back door and ran away.

Zhitian danced expressionless and slowly made a question mark: "

Cao Tiantian hated iron and steel and explained, "are you stupid? Did you forget that this is an escape mission? Our purpose is not to brush monsters, but to escape from this dilapidated school!"

As they ran, Liu Ruyan gasped: "yes, this is not a good time for brush monsters, and brush monsters have no obvious benefits... Besides, do you really think that with the strength of Queen Yanluo, we can really kill her when she kneels down?"

Cao Tiantian didn't know what she thought of. Her face changed and she shook her head wildly, indicating that she didn't believe it.

Actually.

Originally, according to the consistent style of the apostles, Cao Tiantian and Liu Ruyan completely ignored Zhitian dance.

After all, you are willing to stay to fight monsters and attract hatred. When you are a tank, you love me, and we don't force you. When you pull the boss to hate, we slip away from one side. Isn't this a normal operation?

But just as Zhitian dance was about to draw a knife to cut the queen Yanluo, Cao Tiantian and Liu Ruyan saw a screen brushing narration at the same time.

Those three options are vaguely suggestive.

Zhitian dance... Can't die!

The force value she showed is very useful next!

Cao Tiantian nodded secretly.

Sure enough!

There is no way to be a man. This trial practice turned out to be so.

As long as you stay up to a specific time point, the narrator will give tips for escape bit by bit, so that the surviving apostles can find the real way of life from various narrators and options.

i see!

i see!

Cao Tiantian suddenly understood.

So this is the reason for "time limit".

With the advance of time, students and teachers in the school will be demonized and more and more strange, and "tips" will follow one after another.

As the saying goes, there is no absolute dead end in the trial. That's one thing!

Otherwise, according to the normal situation, if they don't give any tips, they can't find a real way to live in Styx junior high school in just three days.

Difficult... Too high.

ESCAPE trial practice, as the name suggests, the world is used to escape, not to harden the anus.

"Run!"

Zhitian dance silently put away the knife.

Without hesitation, the three took three steps and quickly walked down the stairs to the broad playground.

When Cao Tiantian, Zhitian dance and Liu Ruyan arrived at the playground, varying degrees of surprise appeared on their faces.

"It's... snowing? When?"

Liu Ruyan's eyes were slightly frozen. After a moment of silence, she carefully stretched out her hand. Pieces of "Snow" as delicate as goose feather floated slowly in the air. Finally, some of them were accepted by Liu Ruyan in the white palm.

The tentacle of "snowflake" has no trace of coolness, and there is no sign of melting by body temperature.

"This... Is not snow."

Liu Ruyan suddenly said.

Cao Tiantian was stunned: "what is not snow?"

Liu Ruyan: "this is ash. Yes, it's like the ashes produced after burning. The sky is under 'ash'!"

At present.

Styx junior high school.

Whether it is the playground, ground, vegetation, everything within sight is covered by a blank and pale ash. At first glance, it looks like a sudden heavy snow, making the School Park Silver and plain, and becoming a campus shrouded in ice and snow.

The three people walked in the campus, stepped on it with one foot, and a piece of fine dust rose behind them. But soon, they were gradually covered by the falling ashes in the sky, covering up the footprints.

Pale sky, pale ashes, vast earth, heaven and earth, a desolation.

What a desolate and beautiful scenery it is!

Even Zhitian dance, who always had only Dao in her mind, was indifferent and looked at the sky, making people wonder what she was thinking.

The ashes in front of the earth, even the ashes on his body and shoulders, did not make Liu Ruyan feel "dirty". Different from the ordinary dust in the real world, the "ash" flying at the extreme place in front of our eyes is paler, purer and more flawless, which makes us even unbearable to touch and trample.

It seems that it is also a sin to destroy this dead, desolate and strangely beautiful atmosphere by making a loud noise.

Cao Tiantian raised her head and wiped her eyes. She couldn't believe it and muttered to herself, "why does the sky... Ash?"

Liu Ruyan shook his head: "I don't know. But I guess... The reaction of Queen Yanluo is probably related to the ash in the sky."

Cao Tiantian is cold all over: "even the queen Yanluo is afraid to kneel down in situ. This is not as described in novels and movies. Is this a sign before the destruction of the world?"

"Hehe, what does the destruction of the world have to do with us? Just escape."

"That's true."

One by one, they soon calmed down.

Suddenly.

Right now.

Boom——

A loud noise.

The teaching building suddenly heard a loud explosion.

An amazing air wave raged from all the passages of the whole teaching building.

When the air wave reached the playground, all the ashes on the ground were raised and pasted the faces of the three people.

But at this time, Liu Ruyan couldn't care about the embarrassed gray head and gray brain. There was a terrible temperature in the air wave. Even after several rounds in the channel of the teaching building, when the heat wave shouted on their faces, they could still clearly distinguish the terrible high temperature mixed in the gas wave, which was like the anger of Queen Yanluo, so surging and surging.

Cao Tiantian and Liu Ruyan make up the undulating mountains of the queen Yanluo, such as giant and anger.

Cao Tiantian: "it's her!!!"

Liu Ruyan: "it's her..."

When Queen Yanluo was angry again.

In front of them, [multiple choice] and [narrator] reappear.

Liu Ruyan and Cao Tiantian's faces changed slightly, but after they were a little surprised, they carefully observed the options and quickly made their own "choices" without verbal communication.

After making a choice, they entered the pathfinding mode and walked in two directions.

In situ, only Zhitian danced and hung a knife around his waist, standing proudly on the dusty earth.

After Liu Ruyan and Cao Tiantian left, the ash flying in the sky... Stopped.

If it were not for the ashes everywhere, it might be difficult to believe that under the sky, there were ashes as pure as snow flying all over the sky.

……

……

And about ten minutes ago.

Styx junior high school office building.

Vice president's office.

Or the Secretary's office.

——It's the same anyway.

Yilin easily and happily solved the mystery of the vice president's secret room of cheating, and arrived in the secret room.

He turned the vice president's office upside down and found no special props and mechanisms.

So I had to stop.

Back in the secret room, Yilin's eyes fell on a covered mirror.

Although Yilin didn't see the mirror, this shape... There should be no other possibility except the mirror.

"Oh, it should not be a portal? Or some kind of magic mirror?"

"Once seen in the mirror, go to heaven in situ?"

"Or, being sucked into the world in the mirror or something?"

Yilin smiled and many possibilities flashed in her mind.

After all, this is Styx junior high school.

Isn't it reasonable that a mirror with strange power appears in the strange School Park where even "magic" exists without any violation?

Although Yilin laughed on the surface, he put his vigilance to the greatest in his heart.

Why hasn't the whole Styx junior high school seen a mirror?

But through the secret room between the vice president and the Secretary, he hid a piece?

If Yilin guessed correctly, the mirror covered with black cloth is likely to be the only "mirror" in the world.

Yilin carefully lifted a corner of the black cloth, but did not completely open it. He put his hand into it and touched it quietly.

Feel... Nothing special.

But the attribute of "mirror" suddenly appeared in front of us,

……

[ordinary full body mirror]

[grade] rough

[durability] 22

[effect] extremely fragile.

[note] this is the baby full-length mirror obtained by "superior fraud demon Mondi" through special channels. He likes it very much. He will wipe it carefully every time he uses it with the Secretary to avoid any dirt.

……

Rough grade?

That is... Is it really just an ordinary full-length mirror?

Yilin bowed his head and thought.

On the attribute of the mirror, the explanation of that phrase also made Yilin feel more and more wrong.

Superior fraud demon?

Yilin's eyes flickered slightly.

And the effect column is also extremely strange.

[extremely fragile] can it also be regarded as an effect?

Ordinary mirror, but there is an unusual explanation, no matter who will feel strange.

But at this point, it seems unreasonable to ignore the only mirror in Styx junior high school and turn around and leave.

After thinking, Yilin suddenly smiled and silently took out his knife.

After taking out the knife, Yilin suddenly lifted the black cloth covering the mirror completely.

The mirror is as smooth as new.

In the mirror, a "devil" with a green face and tusks and wings on his back is looking at Yilin with an ignorant face!

Yi Lin: "

With no expression and no hesitation, Yilin immediately stabbed the "devil" in the mirror.

But at the same time, the "devil" with green face, tusks and wings on his back in the mirror stabbed Yilin with the same action, the same speed and the dark red short knife in his hand.

Across an ordinary mirror, Yilin and a "devil" stabbed each other with real knives and guns, just like fencing in the air, which was very exciting.

But.

When the tip of blood jasmine's knife was less than an inch away from the mirror, Yilin suddenly woke up and his back was slightly cool.

The "devil" in the mirror stabbed Yilin with a knife, which was also stiff on the other side of the mirror. The tip of the knife outside the mirror was like a tit for tat across the mirror.

Yilin reacted and his pupils shrank suddenly.

That's what happened!

The "devil" in the mirror is not someone else, nor is it a monster who can cut with a blood strip, but... He.

It's Irene in the mirror.

The ordinary mirror in front of him was like a magic mirror, reflecting the most real attitude of Yilin.

"This is... Reality?"

Yilin quickly put away the knife.

He twisted his waist, stretched his arms, and almost made a complete set of ancient martial arts of broadcast gymnastics.

Erin did it anyway.

It's not that bad.

The strange "he" in the mirror also made a round with the same action.

"Sure enough... Was it this way?"

Yilin is finally convinced of what kind of existence they are in this trial world.

Originally, at the beginning of the trial practice, through the rudiment of the five senses and the [resentment] close to the forehead, Yilin inferred that they came to the world in a state of "time retrogression".

But it's not.

In fact, when you think about it carefully, this approach does not make much sense.

Yi Lin doesn't know the age of Cao Tiantian, Han Han and Liu Ruyan in reality. Let's not mention it for the time being.

But Yilin and Zhitian dance are only in their early eighteen years, and they are still pink and tender. Although it is difficult to play a guest role in junior middle school students, it looks precocious at most. It is not exaggerated to the point that a bearded uncle pretends to be a middle school student.

So Yilin felt that this "sprouting" didn't make much sense.

Now, when Yilin saw "he" in the mirror, he was completely sure of it.

It turned out that they didn't come in noumenon at all.

If Yilin is right, their current body is similar to Shaye's birth method, which is made by some existence, and then enter this Styx junior high school through the way of "shift students".

Therefore, Yilin and others will grow a strange sarcoma behind them without knowing it.

And that's why, at the moment of their appearance, they have stood on the podium of class two of three years, completely omitting the steps when entering the inner world with noumenon.

"It is very likely that this body is similar to the existence of 'ontological replica'."

"It has quietly replaced all our 'data' in some way."

"For 'it', this kind of thing is not difficult to do. After all, every time we return, we can recover to the 'original' state by consuming the death point."

"For example, before we enter the trial practice, we will go through a process of 'data backup', so when we return, whether we lack arms and legs, any injury, even if only half of our body is left, we can consume points and restore easily."

"Well, in fact, 'we' can also use the magic of the world? Similar to the power of Queen Yanluo? Just haven't found a way?"

"Can this reinforcement be brought back to the real world through learning and exercise and become an ability to master independently and skillfully?"

Yilin thought of many possibilities and thought more and more clearly.

But.

Yilin frowned again.

This still can't fully explain why there are no other mirrors in Styx junior high school except here.

Just to keep the students from discovering their ugliness?

Not really?

Maybe there are other more meaningful reasons?

Irene always felt something was wrong.

But I couldn't understand it for a while.

So he thought more carefully.

But Yilin didn't notice that when he was thinking about the disobedience of the "mirror", a black spot appeared out of thin air in the center of the mirror.

A pure black spot, like a black hole in a mirror, absorbs the red fun lights in the secret room.

The black spot, from a point, gradually expanded into a lump... A piece... A small piece.

When Yilin returned to consciousness, he found that the "himself" in the mirror seemed to be defiled by a large piece of thick ink. The image in the mirror, from the neck down to the navel, had been completely covered by the black ink and could not see the original face.

This strange scene seems to indicate... Something is coming.

Strange changes, sudden and unexpected. At this juncture, Yilin can only take out the knife again and moisten his voice. No matter what monster is about to run out of the mirror, he can be prepared to take a [disaster ridden body] and paste its face.

Yilin didn't know, just when the mirror changed strangely.

This piece of heaven and earth is covered with flying ash, pale as snow and delicate as sand. There is no corner left.

What Irene didn't know was that all the creatures in the college, except their apostles, looked at the sky, knelt down and trembled.

Yilin didn't know what happened to the outside world.

But even if he knew, he had no time to take care of it at the moment.

Because of the mirror in front of me, the darkness spread completely, and the mirror was completely submerged and dyed strange black.

All light, all reality, can not leave images and traces on the black mirror.

Yilin suddenly felt that the dark color was familiar.

Some are like the dark curtain shrouded in Styx junior high school at night.

But it's a little different.

Yilin was tense, clenched the knife in his hand, stared at the abyss in the mirror, and dared not go out.

It seems that as long as you exhale hard, you will disturb some terrible existence.

Yilin knew that the current situation exceeded his expectations, out of his control, beyond the ordinary, very bad.

He should run.

Or stop it.

You can't stare at the abyss in the mirror.

Because... It's unlucky.

It's like some kind of flag before death.

But somehow, Yilin felt that in front of the darkness, Yilin's breathing and thinking became extremely laborious, and his mind was blank, leaving only a blank chaos.

wait?

Why is it blank?

Blank and dark are hard to associate.

The ordinary mirror in front of us seems to have become an abyss or a channel connecting the abyss. It seems that as long as we cross this mirror, we can reach another world.

Suddenly.

One hand, startled from the abyss.

It was a pale palm.

From the dark mirror, a pale palm suddenly appeared.

Black and white, like a picture.

Yilin's thoughts, which seemed to be frozen by the darkness, were revived at the moment when his palm appeared.

Pale, haggard, desolate, death, edge, earth, sky, master

When Yilin saw the palm slowly extending towards "this side" from the other side of the mirror, Yilin couldn't help but emerge words that couldn't be broken into sentences.

Those words didn't have any meaning, and Yilin couldn't figure out why, but when he saw the palm, one meaningless word after another flashed in his brain.

When Yilin wanted to think about it carefully, he soon forgot what the last flashed word was, leaving only a blank thought.

That palm, can't remember, can't recall, can't explore, can't describe, can't speculate.

The dark mirror seems to connect the two worlds.

The world of Irene.

And the world of that palm.

The palm is getting bigger and bigger.

It's getting bigger and bigger.

Yilin suddenly changed his face.

A finger, silent, penetrated the barrier of time and space, penetrated the mirror, and penetrated from the "other side".

That finger... Is huge.

On the pale fingers, it was slightly sharp, but it was like a carefully trimmed black nail, which was a little bigger than Yilin's face.

That's not a human hand!

Oh, of course it can't be human... To be exact, it's not a palm that should exist in a normal human body!

At the moment when the huge finger squeezed out the mirror slightly.

Dark mirror surface, with fingers as the center, ripples in circles.

The ripples swung to the edge of the mirror and turned into terrible distortions. The wall behind the mirror suddenly twisted into various strange shapes, like a vortex in the deep sea.

With the terrible distortion and shock, the whole mirror made a click sound, which seemed to be overwhelmed, as if it would be crushed by that terrible finger at any time.

no

Yilin woke up.

Never let that finger out completely!

It is absolutely impossible for this mirror to hold the palm out of the strange world behind the mirror, but just the first exposure of a dark nail has made Yilin feel the oppression of death. If you let the whole finger out... The consequences will be unimaginable!

When Yilin returned to consciousness, his back was cold, and drops of sweat dripped down his hair. Without hesitation, Yilin madly urged blood jasmine, blessed by Nie Hongxiu's "morphological change", and centered on Yilin, countless blood like hair surged and hanged towards the "mirror".

He did this not to repel the finger, nor to manicure it, nor to naively think that he could cut off the half of the finger with this meager force.

Yilin's purpose... Is very simple!

WOW——

Countless blood threads shrouded away. In the twinkling of an eye, the ordinary and ordinary mirror was wrapped by the blood threads of blood jasmine, like a blood cocoon.

Regardless of consumption, Yilin urged countless blood threads to hang, hang and then hang in the blood cocoon.

Finally.

The blood thread retreated like a tide and changed into the shape of a short knife in Yilin's hand.

After the blood was hanged, only a large piece of thin glass residue was left on the ground, and there was no strange ink shadow on it.

That finger... Back!

Taking advantage of no one, Yilin sat on the ground, gasped heavily, looked dignified and speechless for a long time.