The thing behind was a big lump, white in color, and emitting a shimmering light. Thanks to the confusion of cognitive transformation and the misalignment of mental coordinates, the image appeared on the side and could be seen clearly.
It was Ke Qier who hit the water blankly.
The angel must have exhausted too much energy and fainted from exhaustion, but he still maintained a halo-like quiet aura to block the surrounding anger. It was difficult to remember the degree of "dedication" he said he had.
"Dedication means that you can still maintain your aura when you lose consciousness? This is a bit silly." He said at the time.
"It's more than that." Ke Qier responded with such a good temper. "Actually, you don't need other requests to respond."
"Seeking each other" and "corresponding" are strange terms used by angels.
Correspondence is the final effect achieved, and mutual pursuit is the combination of external and internal factors. This is really weird, as if you forgot to eat lunch and you can throw it up.
But after listening to the explanation and thinking about it carefully, this is really the same thing as being able to have a spiritual light after fainting. Releasing and maintaining aura requires great concentration of will, which in this case can be dispensed with.
Naturally, the state of "dedication" cannot be achieved without any reason. As its name suggests, it requires "dedication." Ke Qier has also explained this, which is quite easy to understand.
To the effect of "You must give your all without complaint."
Well, Icha decided it was time to stop thinking about it.
The bottom of the lake was now filled with fire—under him, and seemingly partly above him, forming a red, icy paradise.
Maybe it was because Ke Qier relaxed for a moment when he fainted, and the flames took advantage of the dim light and spread everywhere.
Even with the presence of a psychic barrier, the fingers of the hand that was stretched out just now were still severely burned. One of them had been burned to a reverse right angle, and it had not healed even after using healing spells - it seems that it is purely spiritual. Damaged.
If this is the case, it won't be cured right away, but there's nothing to worry about.
Yicha held the ghost core of the pendulum star in his arms, kicked away the small hands made of twisting pale threads, floated upward in the red rust-colored lake water, and headed upstream against Ke Qil——
A quiet, distraction-free environment is required. It's best to start with an edge corner and let him slowly fold the entire space into the core. Thus restoring the original ghost.
At this moment, the bottom of the lake—it can’t be said to be completely the bottom of the lake—because the gray-white stone placed on the chest was also ringing, making a sound without warmth—
sounds form a question
"Are you going to eat cookies?"
This is really weird.
Yi Cha didn't answer, he waved his wings and jumped out of the lake. The spikes by the lake asked him irritably
"Are you going to eat cookies?"
Bing's brain froze when the air entered his nose, but what he was most worried about was getting burned. He threw Keqier on his back and ran for two steps to go through the door that was already very small in this strange and unnatural landscape and shrunk in the corner to the corridor.
The corridor door creaked, asking him
"Are you going to eat cookies?"
Yi Cha ignored it and pushed the door open - the door was stuck like rust. He was even prepared to be attacked in the corridor.
No.
nothing.
There were no raids and no corridors.
After opening the door, I didn't see the corridor, but a tiny gray room - so inconspicuous that you wouldn't even notice it if you just passed by.
There is only a flat desk in the room, and behind it sits a drop-shaped head. His eyes are like two thick lines, and his hands are pointed. If you look closely, there is a regular structure with nine gracefully curved legs extending from the waist down - - He looks exactly like Bainiao Erxing, but it is not certain that he is Bainiao Erxing at all.
There is a plate with no curvature on the table, and there are five cookies in it that are the same color as the diseased liver.
The structure that looked like a pendulum pushed the plate towards him gently.
Asking “Do you want to eat cookies?”
Yi Cha raised his hand and knocked the table away.
The five black and green disgusting cookies were like some kind of weapons fired from the sleeves, shooting everywhere, and then smashed into particles and were annihilated the moment they hit the wall.
Yi Cha took a step forward and picked up the dazed structure behind the table - he weighed almost nothing.
After being picked up, the law structure seemed to know what it should do.
So he stretched out his hand and stirred in his stomach, and when he took it out, he found another plate with no curvature at all, with four dark yellow cookies on it.
"Are you going to eat cookies?"
The law structure lowered its head and looked at him seriously.
As soon as he said this, Yichabaji hit his head.
In fact, it's a bit strange. Fire, water, and air in this space may not be what they seem on the surface. It would be too easy to break the head - after all, it was probably a metal paperweight, as if the head was specifically designed to be "breakable".
But you will know why after checking it for a second.
Six pale pink cookies slowly flowed out from the upper part of the structure's split head.
The body of the legal structure was paralyzed, its nine legs were kicked straight, its head was tilted to one side, and something like sugar residue was spitting out from its mouth while asking.
"Are you going to eat cookies?"
Seeing him raising a twitching arm and reaching into his mouth to take out the plate, Cha slammed the structure against the wall next to him.
Click——
The structure and its body turned into a puddle of debris, slowly flowing left and right.
It was finally quiet.
Yi Cha looked at the small gray room. This must be some kind of cognitive transformation confusion hallucination, although the corridor it replaced must also be an hallucination - but at least there is a visible corner exit.
Better to go back to the corridor first.
The table is just a pole supporting a dull surface. There are no exits or windows on the side of the room, and the walls are tightly sealed. Everything does not respond to the quiet aura emitted by Keqier's "dedication".
Perhaps other decryption methods are needed, because Cha has given Keqier several violent wake-ups with varying degrees of violence - but none of them succeeded in awakening the angel. It seems that I can only use it as a lighting backpack for now.
One more turn. This time carefully screen the ceiling and floor corners.
New discovery.
There is a small opening in the corner near the ground on one side, which can only fit half of your hand through. Yicha touched it himself, then dug it out with a small statuette holding a spoon, and then pulled out a feather from Keqil and poked it into the opening.
There was nothing inside the opening, it did connect to a smooth pipe, but there was nothing meaningful inside that could be touched.
Icha stood up. Take out the ghost core from your arms.
"You're talking to me, aren't you, Mr. Ghost?" He stared at the gray stone. "What do you want to treat me to?"
Before he finished speaking, a rustling sound came from the small opening in the corner, and five or six dark brown cookies fell out.
"Are you going to eat cookies?"
The table, the walls, the floor and the ceiling, and the gray ghost core all asked in unison, as if they were encouraged.
