Let the whole universe drop SAN together

In this scene, if an ordinary little girl came over, she would probably have rolled her eyes and lost consciousness by now.

However, Wendy's body is buried with a divine skeleton, which not only makes her abilities more powerful, but also makes her more adaptable to such unexpected situations-this is not the ability of the divine skeleton, another person After going through a mess of accidents, the psychological quality will also increase exponentially, not to mention Wendy, or the Sullivan family are quite talented in this regard.

The girl subconsciously avoided the tentacles of an unknown creature, and was about to give her brother a hug when her fingers suddenly passed through Igor's arm.

Go through it! ! !

Everyone present was stunned by this scene.

The light in the basement was too dim, which well concealed Igor's translucent body.

Then Igor reacted quickly. To be honest, he didn't expect that he was really ghosted so thoroughly. He obviously didn't feel anything strange when he talked with Shirley Joyce just now.

"Wendy, it's okay, it's just..."

"Brother..." Wendy's golden, beast-like pupils suddenly filled with tears, she asked with sobs, "Is this the world after death? Have we all died already?"

"..."

**

[-Red Thread Legion Internal Forum-

Title: The sky is falling

Posted by: Margarita Cocktails

Margaritas: have you heard the news qaq?

Floor 1: The capital should know soon, brothers and sisters in other places may not know what you are talking about.

Floor 2: I'm the one on a business trip, who will tell me what happened?

Margarita Cocktails: Something Happened at the Joyce House (;′⌒`)

Floor 4: Damn, who is it?

Floor 5: Something happened?Who did it?Who's wrong?

Floor 6: Are there so many people on business trips?The news had already been broadcast, the pope didn't hold it down, and now the whole world knew that Viscount Shirley Joyce was being treated for severe burns in the hospital.But we all know that Wendy Sullivan disappeared along with her.

7th floor:……

8th floor: ... Fuck, at the risk of being banned, I also want to scold you.

Floor 9: I also want to scold, damn it, what's going on?The anonymous edition next door is arguing, they don't know about Wendy yet.Didn't Viscount Joyce go to Reed Sea to block Marshal Sullivan yesterday?I heard it was the information given by Wendy.

Floor 10: What the upstairs said is true. Defense Minister Antonio also went there.

Floor 11: Didn't catch it?

12th floor: Reply to 11th floor: No, not only did not catch it, but also scrapped a helicopter, which almost wiped out the whole army. Fortunately, not many people knew about it, otherwise they would be slapped in the face.

Floor 13: The military department is too useless.Since Marshal Sullivan stepped down no one could watch it.

Floor 14: Reply to Floor 13: Dude, this is not an anonymous forum, do you dare to say this in front of Antonio and Marshal Gunger?

Floor 15: Don't make noise, I heard that the agent of the evil god is also there.

Floor 16: ... I knew it.

Floor 17: So Shirley got revenge?

Margarita Cocktail: Not necessarily, the cause of the accident is still under investigation, but so far, it seems that she detonated the bomb on the robot arm herself, and there is no other information. [Accident Scene Photo.jpg] This is a picture. I didn’t see Shirley, so I had to go to Joyce’s old house to take a look. I didn’t find anything unusual.

Floor 19: How can there be such a coincidence?As soon as Igor Sullivan was blocked over there, Wendy Sullivan ran away here?

Floor 20: Reply to Margarita Cocktail: It's so miserable...

Floor 21: I smell a conspiracy.

Floor 22: ls1, I suspect that everyone in the capital is going to be dispatched.

Floor 23: Not so...?

Floor 24: This is already a once-in-a-century crisis. Although we generally don't go to places other than the battlefield, but now that the war has stopped, there will only be internal conflicts left.

Floor 25: Speaking of internal conflicts, I remembered that the hacker I met last time has not been caught yet.

26th floor:……

Margarita Cocktail: &*…………%#%&&(*(*))……

Floor 27:?

28th floor: Wait, why is the upstairs 27th floor, shouldn't it be 28th?Forum smoked again?

Margarita Cocktails: *…&! @~#%*&*%……&￥@

Floor 29: ...What happened, Miss Rita?

Margarita Cocktails: Hacking...found at...*&￥@...I can't

Floor 30: Damn it! !

Admin: This post has been blocked, no one can view and edit

Admin: I found another interesting forum:) Everyone in the anonymous version next door is too cautious in speaking, so it’s because it’s not considered a base camp?

Admin: Hello everyone!I greeted politely, why no one spoke?

Admin: Forget it, it doesn’t matter if no one is chatting, let me see what you guys were discussing just now (∩_∩)]

With a 'crack', Margarita unplugged the power, and the computer screen in front of her went completely dark.

The researcher in a white coat looked at the black monitor that reflected his figure, and an unknown light flashed in his red-orange eyes.

**

Joyce's old house.

Bishop Gilbert was sitting opposite Antonio, with a table between them. The old bishop's dagger at his waist was struggling and twisting like crazy, desperately trying to escape from this filthy place .Gilbert had to tie a rope to its handle and a metal sheath to securely bind the blade.

However, this is not a long-term solution. With the sharpness of this dagger, it should be able to tear the scabbard on its body soon, cut the rope, and escape smoothly.

Antonio glanced at the dagger: "Is it always like this?"

"Alas." Bishop Gilbert showed distress, "I didn't want to take it with me, after all, I'm just an ordinary cleric... But they all think my ability is very suitable for repairing the damage it caused, so I prefer to take it with me. Leave this trouble to me."

"That's the way it is, but it shouldn't be so lively at ordinary times. It may be that some of the remaining influences of this house make it feel that there is something wrong."

Antonio looked around subconsciously after hearing the words, but found nothing unusual.

The Holy See Elite Red Line Corps also sent people to check before, and if there was an accident, they would never let Antonio just walk in.

Where they now stood was Shirley Joyce's study, next door was her bedroom.A door opened in the wall between the two rooms, through which one could pass.In addition, if you walk out of the formal study door, there is a corridor leading directly to the hall.

The front hall of the Viscount's mansion had been destroyed by the explosion and fire, and there were traces of scorched flames everywhere, spreading from the carpet to the walls to the ceiling more than ten meters high.Professionals who inspected the fire before raised their own doubts: Judging from its ignition point and the distribution of surrounding flammable materials, the fire should not have burned so intensely.

But there may be other human factors involved.

"Shirley Joyce likes to collect art." Antonio said, "This old house is located in a remote place, and there are few visitors. So she puts most of her collection in the front hall, and you can see it as soon as you enter the gate. .”

"Although these works of art are of high value, the person in charge of cleaning up Joyce's old house did not move them easily. Because the previous explosion damaged many places of sculptures and portraits, and the exposed surfaces are extremely fragile, it is easy to lose them." Cause secondary damage during the moving process."

"But I didn't invite you here today because of these dead things."

His eyes fell on the dagger that was struggling in the owner's hand like a husky about to go out, and asked politely: "What do you think about the current situation?"

Bishop Gilbert yanked hard on the rope that was tied to the dagger.

It fell down with a slap, and lay still angrily.

"Oh." The old bishop sighed, "You have seen it too. I think this house is very unusual."

Antonio showed an expression of all ears.

"I have noticed that many specimens and statues that should have been placed on the table are not where they should be." Bishop Gilbert said slowly, fearing that he might be disturbed. Is that stuffed puppy?"

Antonio thought about it for a moment and nodded.

"You might say that it is just like that standing in front of the owner and having fun." Gilbert continued, "But for some reason, I feel that it is too 'flexible'. Many craftsmen who make specimens like to turn their creations into The more realistic and detailed the better, but there is a limit to technique, it cannot be confused with something alive, there must be something different."

"The dog, however, I feel like he was panting and sticking his tongue out in front of his owner, and all of a sudden time stood still, so he was frozen like that."

Antonio's eyes sank.

"There are also sculptures... portraits. The feeling of this house is too strange." Bishop Gilbert said absently, "I can't tell, but if you stay a little longer, you might have the same symptoms as me. illusion."

Antonio suddenly felt that someone was watching him from behind.

He suspected that this was because of the psychological hint brought by Bishop Gilbert's words. After a pause for a long time, he finally couldn't help turning his head, and found that there was only a photo behind him.The girl in the photo frame didn't look at the camera, she tapped the corner of her mouth and stared into the distance in the sun, very well-behaved.

Several reptiles hurriedly crawled across the roof, one of the slender legs suddenly froze, fell from the ceiling, landed on the floor and twitched for a few seconds and did not move.

"..."

The library fell silent for a while.

Bishop Gilbert grabbed the dagger again and began to struggle violently to jump out of the window to escape. Seeing that the dagger could not escape, the red light emitted from his body became stronger and stronger, and he seemed to want to turn around and cut off the owner's hand.

"Activation...activation..." the old man muttered, using his power to heal the part of himself that was hit by the metal sheath and became bruised.

Even though he had never seen the scene where Bishop Gilbert got along with this legendary sacred object before, Antonio felt that it was really not easy for the old bishop at this moment.Out of respect for the elderly, he said, "In this case, shall we leave this house for now?"

As soon as Antonio finished speaking, the sound of liquid dripping on the ground and water pipes suddenly sounded from the basement far away, as well as the ear-piercing sound of metal products scraping against each other, which made people feel chills on their backs and gave goosebumps all over their bodies.