"The prank didn't work!"
Xiqisi's somewhat deformed voice came along the blood contract.
At the same time, the four-star officer just disappeared beside him like an illusion - he was just a visual projection.
This cross-examination was just a prank.
A prank coming from another distant plane.
What a time.
Yi Cha was silent for a while. Hikisi hasn't contacted him for a long time, although the contact between them is the most convenient.
Generally speaking, this Harpy Harpy didn't bother to make any proactive reports, nor would it ask for help. That thing called "personality" is indeed reflected in her.
"What's wrong," he replied, though it wasn't at any time.
As time passed, Xiqisi's ability to play pranks improved again. She was definitely not able to complete such precise pranks across planes before.
The interaction just seemed too real.
She definitely couldn't understand a series of details such as his current situation and the exact appearance of the soldiers at the end of the road. Therefore, this prank must have been generated through a blood contract and based on a fixed thought he had at that time.
Not imitation, but a transformation?
This transformational generation is almost like a certain rule.
"Wait a minute. Wait a minute." Hikisi did not continue.
But the connection was not cut off, and Cha could feel her breathing rapidly. It seems that he is being chased by something.
He didn't push. Since the cross-examination was just a prank, he moved on. Light shines from one of his eye sockets, shining forward.
You can vaguely see the gleaming edge of the Sixth Continent not far ahead.
With a slight possibility in mind, he searched for the figure with an amplitude of 300 on the coastline.
Not long after, I saw two faint red lights in the darkness.
Flying over,&bsp&bspit turned out to be the recording officer who had shrunk into a small ball. Gray debris emerged continuously from his body, slowly taking away the outermost structure like peeling an onion.
"Ah! The best angel in the world!" cried the recorder in feeble but pleasant surprise.
With Cha's current appearance, he should be too conspicuous in the dark, even with his current eyesight.
"He's not here."
Yi Cha held the recording officer in his arms. He was only about the size of four or five fists. His limbs, which were originally as plump as bread and connected by soft tubes, were as flat as four tasteless biscuits.
"I think you all are. It's okay."
The black eyes with the amplitude of 300 gems look particularly crystal clear under the reflection of the light spell. He struggled twice, as if trying to open the shell. "I jotted down a few things. I thought you might want to see..."
"Military action?"
Icha stretched out his hand to his forehead - the only place where he looked relatively complete, and casually guessed the content based on known events: "The army should have been here. The terminal lawyers and professional gamblers have all passed here."
"Ugh..." Xing Sanbai hummed in a low voice.
In an instant, the number of pieces he shed caused a qualitative change, and the entire body began to disintegrate.
Before Yi Cha even touched his forehead, there was a large amount of noise floating there.
He was about to collapse suddenly.
Click.
Click.
Click. Click.
Vertical and horizontal lines emerged suddenly from Amplitude 300's face like a chessboard, adding many lines with war patterns out of thin air.
You can subconsciously pop out regular thin lines and quickly "sew" them.
This is much more difficult than repairing a flat horn.
That kind of wound is stationary and easy to observe. He was now holding on to the thread that had been used to suture all the wounds, and it felt like he was holding a handful of vigorous snakes, which were constantly struggling in his hands and trying to slip away.
He had to hold on to them.
Tighten firmly.
Soon, the amplitude of 300 was like a dehydrated sponge, and he was tightly tied into something the size of an apple - the recording officer became as hard as dried fish and lifeless.
The good thing is that the noise in him stopped.
Yi Cha put him away like an object - indeed no different from an object. The statuettes were almost used, and he just filled the vacant position.
"Are you ready?" he asked Hicks. Then move towards the terminal office as originally planned.
"Someone suddenly chased me just now!" Hikisi said breathlessly.
"Hmm. Now what?"
"Killed by me!" She immediately changed her tone, and the blood contract shook. It turned out that she was laughing.
"It seems there's nothing wrong with you."
Icha wasn't worried at all.
The first world he sent Xikis to was the mother plane of goblins. It would be strange if Xikis couldn't kill everyone there and feel like a fish in water - she was raised in an isolated state on the main material plane. , there is no need to be bound by any cluster nature that Solena is subject to.
"What do you want to say to me?"
"Oh! Ah! Don't be too surprised."
"Say it directly." When he was in a good mood, Yi Cha was happy to play riddles. Now is definitely not the time.
"The first world is gone."
"What do you mean?" Yi Cha stopped.
"The First World is gone. There is no First World. That's what I mean. You're surprised, aren't you?"
Xiqisi seemed to be laughing when her plot succeeded. "I said you would."
"Tell me more details. What happened."
"I do not know the way……"
"The coordinates were given to you by Ifomeng."
"But I've never been there."
Hicks defended confidently. “Anyway, I can’t find it.
I turned around in several passages, my head felt dizzy, and finally arrived at a demiplane very close to there, and then I met a group of mite monsters living there temporarily.
They are escapees from the first world.
They told me 'the first world is gone. 'The place where the first world used to be was empty. "
Yi Cha was silent for a while.
Ridiculous, incredible. Pure nonsense.
But surprisingly convincing.
Mites are small animals among goblins. They are born with the ability to predict disasters, and they will pack up everything and run away when disaster strikes.
Hikis couldn't make up such a detailed explanation.
"You should have told me then. Are you still in that demiplane?" Yi Cha asked after thinking about it.
Demiplanes are temporary small fragments accidentally derived from the nine planes, with lifespans ranging from a month to hundreds of years. Not a good place to stay - it would make sense for a mite to escape there. "You said someone is hunting you. What's going on?"
"I was still looking for it at that time." Hikis smiled.
Maybe I didn't understand it, or maybe they have a bad memory.
These mite monsters were drunk all day long, and no one knew whether they were telling the truth... Later I became very sure, and I will tell you right away. "
"Hmm. How to be sure?"
"After I left that demiplane, I met a bunch of wandering fairies again. I'm now in a thumb plane, and I don't even dare to stay in the demiplane! One day I will make them look good...
Long story short, these faeries are different from mites - they're not that easy to bully!
And out of nowhere, they started hunting me.
But as I walked around, they were all separated! It just so happened that as soon as I came to see you, a fairy came. Fortunately, she was the only one. hey-hey. "
It could be felt that Hikis was almost exhausted, but she still looked elated. "Do you know what nonsense they are talking about? They said that I, hey! I am the culprit that caused the collapse of the first world plane."
"How can this be?"
"Yes. I'd love to. But I don't have the time or energy."
Hicks scoffed. "Who knows what they think, anyway, they are looking for me everywhere. This is the situation now. Okay, my contribution is big enough this time, right?"
"Very, very big."
"Okay. That's it. Okay? I have nothing more to say. That's it?"
The harpy's mood became a little lower.
"etc."
Yi Cha thought about it for two seconds. "Send me the coordinates and I'll go to your place."
"Have you finished your work?"
"No. But it just so happens that I have to go near the First World." The string of numbers appeared in his mind.
(End of Volume 2)
