Chapter 384 The Fourth Shackles

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The toilet is the place where grains are reincarnated.

There is a roar of pleasure here.

There is an irresistible affectation here.

There is a quiet and soothing private space.

Here you can face yourself directly, here you can vent freely, here you can remember every trace of people's growth process...

Since the birth of human civilization and social humanities, research on toilet design has never stopped.

Squatting pit, sitting pit, lying pit, independent toilet, public toilet, open-air toilet, mobile toilet, three-compartment septic tank type, feces separation type, double-urn funnel type, biogas tank type, sewer flushing type, adaptive operation type Decomposition type, regular hexahedral space displacement type, fire-shaped sharp-surface burning type...

But no matter what type of toilet, it will be divided into four types due to different users, namely men's toilets, women's toilets, heterosexual toilets and non-sex toilets.

From ancient times to the present, members of the human race have followed the rules and entered the corresponding toilet according to their gender.

Under the rules recognized by the collective will of this race, Sirilla will naturally be no exception.

After lingering at the door of the men's room for a while, Sirilla became a little impatient.

She raised her eyebrows and shouted angrily inside: "You two idiots, come out now and your punishment can be reduced to half death!"

After a while, A'Zhu's weak retort came from the toilet: "Instructor, we are not wearing pants now. If you are a woman, don't come in."

"..."

Sirela's face darkened, it didn't matter whether the student wore pants or not.

The point is that she dislikes this place and doesn't want to go in.

"Stop it, don't irritate the instructor any more. Your butts will have to be cut into sixteen pieces in a while."

Xu Fei gasped and quickly grabbed A'Zhu to dissuade him. The energy in his body has only recovered a little, and it is difficult to speak.

Although being caught by the instructor will lead to death inside and outside, if you add fuel to the fire, you may die ugly...

"It's okay, Brother Fei. No matter how overbearing the instructor is, he is still a follower of the goddess who strictly observes etiquette. There is no way he can break in."

"We will wait until dawn. Then a lot of gentlemen will pass by to use the toilet. The instructor can't stand at the door all the time, right?" A'Zhu gave a reassuring look.

Xu Fei thought about it and felt it made sense.

The instructor is a decent person, and she would definitely not do something that would cause other people to have strange associations.

In addition, the instructor is very lazy and will probably not go back to sleep until tomorrow morning, so the chance of their escape is actually very high.

However, just when the two were relieved, a cold voice came from outside the toilet.

"It's a pity...I'm not a believer of Ishtar. Besides, I don't like that woman very much."

Sierra stepped forward and entered the men's room.

Ah, polluted... Sirilla sighed, an unknown fire gradually brewing in her heart.

He gently tapped his finger on the wall, and his fingertips emitted a red light.

In an instant, countless magical textures spread to the entire building surface.

"Um?"

Feeling the abnormal fluctuations coming from his surroundings, Xu Fei immediately spread his awareness.

"Oops!"

The sudden shouting startled A'Zhu, and he quickly looked around to find the source of danger.

When he saw that nothing happened, he approached Xu Fei and asked strangely: "What's wrong, Brother Fei? What's all the fuss about."

"The instructor has broken down all the defensive techniques here!"

“There is no difference between today’s men’s toilets and ordinary houses made of earth and stone!”

Xu Fei's eyes were bloodshot, he grabbed A'Zhu's shoulders and said in horror.

"Then, what happened?"

A'Zhu didn't understand the meaning for a while, but when he saw Xu Fei, who had always been calm, anxious, he also became flustered.

"Think about it, the instructor has been lingering outside for a long time, obviously unwilling to enter the men's room!"

Xu Fei bit his finger and tried to think of countermeasures while explaining.

"yes?"

A'Zhu nodded, still a little confused.

Isn’t that why it’s safe?

"The buildings in the Holy City have at least the ability to withstand attacking magic of level four or below. With the instructor's level of shackles, it is impossible to destroy this place by relying on violence!"

"Now that the defensive technique has been completely dismantled, it means that the instructor can dismantle this place at any time..."

"Let me ask you, is the 'men's room' that was razed to the ground still considered a 'men's room'?!"

After listening to Xu Fei's explanation, A'Zhu's mind immediately went blank and his heart suddenly contracted a few times.

There is only one word in his mind now, 'escape'.

However, at this moment...

Boom!

There was a loud bang at the door.

Turning around, he saw that the main door of the men's room had been blown away along with the nearby wall.

Snap, snap, snap.

The sound of clear footsteps came closer and closer, and the heartbeats of Xu Fei and A'Zhu gradually accelerated.

After a few seconds.

The 'Tyrannosaurus' instructor, who was dragging a two-meter-long and half-meter-wide beam in his hand, appeared in front of the two of them.

"Ah……"

A devilish smile appeared on the corner of Sirila's mouth.

She swung the beam and smashed it around, and it didn't take much effort to smash the men's room together with the roof.

Xu Fei and A'Zhu were completely dumbfounded by the ghost-like wrist strength during the whole process.

Carrying the broken beam onto her shoulders, Sirilla leaned over and looked at the two people lying on the ground, and asked coldly:

"You said... is this the men's room?"

Her expression seemed gentle, but there was a hint of cold light in her slightly narrowed eyes.

"No, no, no, no, this is definitely a ruin!"

Xu Fei denied loudly, his head shaking like a rattle.

"Flat ground! I'll use my head to guarantee that this is flat ground!"

A'Zhu was trembling all over and beating his chest hard.



Half an hour later, Sirila returned to the dormitory courtyard with relaxed steps.

As soon as she threw it away, Xu Fei and A'Zhu, who were beaten like dead dogs, rolled onto the grass.

At this point, all the students have been captured.

"Here, Miss Sirella, if you don't get treatment, you may be in danger..."

Rasha trotted to Sirila's side and whispered a reminder.

From time to time, her eyes glanced at the unconscious people on the ground, especially Fu Zhexing and Shangguan Ritian, who were obviously dying because they were taking in too much air and not out.

"No need, this is the most ideal situation."

Sirilla waved her hand gently, then walked near the students and faintly said two words: "Wake up."

As if they had received an irresistible order, the dying students suddenly opened their eyes and looked at Sirela mechanically.

Their breathing is disordered and their limbs are numb.

However, his consciousness was forcibly kept awake by some force, and he could clearly feel the passage of life.

"Listen up, idiots. The closer a living body is to the dying state, the easier it is to release the shackles in the body."

Sierra took out her usual sofa and lay down lazily on it.

"As my students, tonight, each of you must release the fourth shackles."

"As for death, there is nothing to worry about."

Sirela showed a contemptuous smile and continued: "I assure you in the name of Sirela Olstorfen..."

"Go and waste your life wantonly. Tonight...even the arrival of the gods from the underworld cannot make you welcome death."