Another World: My life is on the hook!

【Doll Garden】

A dazzling crimson moon hangs high above the towers of the castle.

Surrounding the castle is a large area of ​​thorn roses blooming in the mist.

The bloody petals are sprinkled all over the long and silent path, and mysterious and empty songs are faintly lingering in the air.

Crack——Crack——

flower field.

The sound of trampling came again and again.

In the vague black mist, one hunter after another with the head of a spider vigilantly marched towards the castle in the center.

"Preparing to launch the third raid... The No. 21 Hunter Squad is in place... requesting a raid order..."

"The command has been received... Confirmation is correct... Assault..."

Red lights flashed in the eyeballs of the leader hunter.

And that is in the next moment.

The dozens of hunters suddenly rushed towards the flower field in the black mist at an extremely fast speed.

At the same time, in all directions of the castle, more than a dozen teams composed entirely of hunters attacked the puppet garden almost at the same time.

The way forward.

Along the way, you can see the wreckage of many damaged hunters lying around.

It can be seen that before this, they have launched many attacks on the puppet garden, but none of them were successful.

The wildly surging thorns along the road were slashed by the sharp blades in their hands.

"Information transmission...has broken through to the third area...distance to target...500 meters..."

A hunter's eyeballs dinged and blinked red.

But right now.

They suddenly saw a figure looming at the end of the foggy path ahead.

Their perspective quickly zoomed in, and they could see the figure clearly.

It was a very delicate life-size doll.

She held an umbrella inlaid with black gilt lace in her hand, and she wore a gorgeous doll-like hat on her head.

She was wearing a black gilt Gothic dress, her long white hair drooped on her chest, and the high heels under her feet made an unusually clear sound when they touched the ground.

She looked very weird, her movements were stiff, and she couldn't feel any breath of life from her body.

But she can actually move.

But it is this almost real state that makes her feel unspeakably frightening.

Ding ding ding ding——

The red light in the eyeballs of the dozen or so hunters flickered violently.

"Target analysis...Target identity confirmation...Information database search..."

"The identity of the target is confirmed...the seventh puppeteer in the puppet garden: Hei Xianyue...the combat ability is extremely strong..."

"Warning... The target is extremely threatening... Hunting with all your strength..."

Almost at that moment.

The dozen or so hunters rushed towards the gothic doll at an unimaginable speed.

Countless petals accompanied their figures, scattered in the black sky with a clatter.

Almost in the blink of an eye.

The dozen or so hunters had already appeared beside the gothic doll.

Kaka—— Kaka——

There was a sound of gears jamming.

A strange scene happened, as if time was suddenly frozen. The dozen or so hunters who rushed to the puppet were suddenly frozen in place.

Vaguely.

Under the refraction of the radiance of the crimson moon, one could see that at some point, each joint of their bodies had emerged one after another fine and tough silk threads.

They were frozen in place like puppets.

"The body is restricted...cannot break through...warning...machine restraint...machine restraint..."

Those hunters struggled vigorously, but apart from the mechanical squeaks coming from inside their bodies, their bodies couldn't even move at all.

In the field of flowers.

The delicate gothic puppet tilted its head.

You can clearly see the joints of the fingers, and gently pick them.

puff-

One of the hunters turned around suddenly, and the sharp mantis knife on his arm pierced the head of the other hunter in an instant.

puff-

puff-

There were several piercing sounds again.

Those hunters stabbed each other's heads one by one in a stage-like manner.

There has been only the last hunter left.

The gothic puppet raised its head, like a harmless little loli, looking at his flickering eyeballs.

The drizzle pattered down on the black umbrella.

The head of the goth doll suddenly tilted.

click-

The neck of the hunter in front of her was instantly broken by herself in a distorted posture.

The body shell burst into sparks, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Less than 1 minutes.

More than a dozen hunters were scrapped here without exception.

"The intruders at the northern gate are all wiped out. Record: 59 seconds."

The gothic doll turned mechanically and reported.

At the same time, several other voices with different styles came from her ears.

"The intruders in the southern area are all wiped out. Record: 3 minutes and 51 seconds."

"The intruders in the northwest area are all wiped out. Minor injuries, parts need to be replaced."

"The intruder in the eastern courtyard is being processed, and it is estimated that it will take another 5 minutes."

"Xianyue, why is your efficiency so fast? Did the engineer of Madam replace your sister with new parts? You have now separated yourself from your sisters by a large margin!"

"Sister Xianyue is a clean-up puppet, of course she is faster than us! Don't be so wordy, hurry up and finish the battle, and return to Madam!"

There was a noisy sound in the ear.

The gothic puppet walked along the path, holding a black umbrella, and walked towards the castle step by step.

Every step she takes is exactly the same distance, and the goth dress flutters slightly in the wind.

But at this time.

She stopped suddenly.

His eyes turned slightly towards the corners of his eyes.

Like a discovery.

In an instant, dense glass-like threads pierced into the space not far away.

hum-

The space split open instantly, and a strangely shaped turtle king was dragged out of the void in a very strange upside-down manner controlled by silk threads.

"The one who sent the letter..."

The Turtle King stared in a rare way, and said these three words at a speed hundreds of times faster than usual.

The head of the gothic puppet is tilted.

……

A few minutes later, inside the castle.

"Blood saw, your letter."

In a hall full of gears, a doll lady in a gorgeous costume walked in with graceful steps.

The nearly three-meter-long body is well-proportioned, with an overwhelming aura of nobility.

If you exclude the height, it looks like a medieval lady.

And on the other side of the hall.

The tall and burly Blood Saw leaned against the mechanical table, its eyes flickering.

Beside him, doll-sized puppets with buttons sewn on their eyes were holding various tools, beating on his body, and helping him heal the huge trauma on his body.

"Letter?" Blood Saw said heavily, "Who sent it from?"

The puppet lady sat gracefully on the gorgeous chair opposite, gently picked up a cup of strong coffee, and said indifferently:

"My daughters found it in the courtyard. It was sent by a void messenger. What is the name of the messenger, Lynn, do you know him?"

heard.

Bloodsaw was startled for a moment.

"Lyn? How is this possible!"

He stood up with difficulty, dragged his huge body and walked towards the table frowning, reaching out to take the letter.

"Who is he?" The puppet lady moved her lips and asked.

"It's a child I adopted two years ago." Blood Saw looked at the letter heavily, and said:

"I have been working as my apprentice in the pharmacy for the past two years. A few days ago, after I realized that the Demon Association might go to Wandering Soul Lane, I urgently sent him a message. It seems that he must have escaped the Demon Association. The murderous hand of the People's Association."

He collected himself, and then quickly opened the envelope.

And as soon as he saw the crooked words written on it, he confirmed that it must be the handwriting of his apprentice.

Because only this guy can write good words so ugly.

But just after he saw the line on the letter, his expression changed drastically.