Dressed as Cinderella's Vicious Stepsister

Being thrown into the air, Dusula was in a daze.

She never expected that something would go wrong with the plan she designed, and she was the one who was left behind.

All in all it's hard to say.

Dusula didn't have time to think about the face she saw just now in mid-air.

For the thorns, like a thousand soldiers with spears, tried to trap her and throw her from the room.

With two clicks, the tall sickle has shown its gleaming fangs.

Dusula swung her sickle and cut off a row of soaring thorns neatly. Immediately afterwards, she exerted strength on her feet, and instead of fleeing in the opposite direction, she rushed straight to the bed.

Yes, since there is no chance to escape, before she dies, she has to see the face of the person on the bed clearly, what is his relationship with Heath.

Dusula was very fast, and the snake-like movement made it difficult for the thorns to catch up with her, but the closer to the bed, the faster the growth of the thorns, and Dusula was able to dodge almost by relying on her fighting instinct.

She was fairly calm, but her body was gradually straining, and Dusula subconsciously knew that she couldn't last long in such a battle.

At this moment, the thorns in front of him suddenly bypassed the big bed, and slammed from the head and tail of the bed, trapping Du Sula in groups.

The countless small thorns on the thorns cut through the skin, and it shrinks inward without mercy.

"what--!"

A scream resounded through the empty castle.

Dusula only felt that every inch of her skin was broken, every piece of flesh was pierced, and every bone was crushed.

Compared with the pain of severed hands and feet in the dense forest period, it is nothing compared to the present.

The extreme pain also made her mind extremely clear at the moment. While resisting the thorns with the last bit of strength, Dusula remembered something on her body.

The whole box of water of life given by Heath contained ten bottles.

Linda said that a small drop of the water of life can heal wounds.The reason why this thing is so useful is because the concentration of life essence inside is very high. Healing wounds is only one of the manifestations. If you ingest too much, your energy will also increase accordingly.

But at the same time, Linda also said that no one is so rich—at least she doesn't know anyone who can blow a whole bottle of eau-de-vie.

These messages flashed through Dusula's mind quickly. Without even thinking about it, she opened a bottle and swallowed it all in one gulp!

Sure enough, almost as soon as he drank it, Dusula's body was regenerating at an extremely fast speed, and the divine power that was almost exhausted just now was filled again. Dusula only felt that his body was full of strength!

Bang!

The layer of thorns wrapped around her body was broken off inch by inch.

The thorns in the distance rushed towards her again like dark clouds——

Overwhelming.

Dusula swung the sickle, centered on her waist, swung the sickle neatly, and drew a circle in the air!

The sharp blade shone coldly, and the air of the blade was cold and pressing. With a buzzing sound, all the thorns around her were cut off in half. Within two meters of Dusula's radius, there was nothing left, and all the thorns were broken under her feet.

The thorns in the room also seemed to be seriously injured.

Dusula took the opportunity to rush to the big bed!

Her hand was about to touch the gauze.

The thorns burst out suddenly!

Countless black thorns surrounded the big bed like spiders weaving silk, and the surrounding thorns, as long as Dusula touched them, there would be more than one meter long thorns suddenly protruding, and the speed of their sudden explosion was comparable to that of ** !

At this time, a large number of thorns poured in from the window and the door.

Although these are not as fast as those at the bedside, they are better in quantity.

The thorns beside the bed protected the "Sleeping Beauty" on the big bed, and the thorns in the room were like countless archers, without warning or knowing where they came from, they just attacked Dusula suddenly.

Anyone else would have died long ago.

Fortunately, Dusula can see what will happen in the future. She can predict where the thorns will attack and avoid them in advance.

However, the thorns attacked from two places at the same time, developed to four places, and then to eight places...

It attacked more and more intensively, even if Dusula could predict it, the body could not guard against it.

When her body is on guard, she cannot predict the next attack.

After a while, Dusula was covered in injuries again.

She drank a bottle of life water again!

It would be nice if you could do both.

While predicting, while avoiding...

Let them do it at the same time!

If this plan can be realized, Dusula feels that his melee combat can leap up more than one step.

So I drank a bottle of eau-de-vie, another bottle of eau-de-vie, and another...

I don't know how long it has passed until the seventh bottle!

Dusula was finally able to escape the attack of the thorns perfectly!

The predicted scene can emerge in her mind, and she can also deal with the impending attack.

Although she felt that she was about to get dizzy, the thorns really couldn't hurt her anymore.

Dusula was overjoyed.

She has become stronger!

So Dusula, who was overjoyed, threw herself on the bed!

—Anyway, she was able to dodge all the thorn attacks.

Dusula thought indifferently.

However, the moment her sickle touched the thorns, there was a loud bang, and the thorns burst open!

No matter how Dusula hides, it will be too late.

She was so happy that she felt sad, and a leg was blown off.

Dusula lay on the ground like a ragged rag.

She sighed.

Blame yourself, too stupid than.

Then she skillfully took out another bottle of water of life and drank it.

After drinking this bottle, there was only one bottle left in her pocket.

She drank nine out of ten bottles, that is to say, she squandered all the wealth she could get by selling the potion alone.

To tell the truth, Dusula is still in pain.

For example, that life just now was really wasted!

But it just happened that if the cocoon-like thorns hadn't exploded, Dusula couldn't guarantee to cut them off one by one without hurting the Sleeping Beauty on the bed.

Taking advantage of the gap between the regeneration of thorns, Dusula snorted, and took the sickle to dodge left and right. The whole figure jumped up like an arrow from the string, and Dusula stood upright on the head of the bed.

The thorns are also roaring!Competing like a line of locusts!

Miraculously, when the thorns were ten centimeters away from the bed, they suddenly braked and stopped in mid-air as if they had a sense of life.

It seems to be distressed, and it seems to be hesitating.

Countless small thorns stick out, like hedgehog-like thorns, circling and reuniting, stagnating in the air, motionless for a long time.

Dusula did not move,

She couldn't even breathe.

The scene in front of me is amazing!

The thorns and branches gradually receded like the tide, and they clung to the wall of the room again, and then did not move.

Seeing this, Dusula was full of doubts in her heart, but she couldn't overcome her stronger curiosity.

She held her breath and walked to the head of the bed.

looked down-

It was indeed the boy in the dream.

The difference is that on his forehead, there are small, dragon-like horns. They emerge from the silver smooth hair, like the tips of small bamboo shoots emerging from the ground after rain.

What a fine boy.

This face is worth billions of gold coins!

Also, it seems!

It's exactly the same as Heath!

This boy will grow up a few more years, and he will definitely look like Heath now.

Skin is smooth and radiant, with a pearly radiance.

Dusula couldn't help poking the boy's face on the bed. The skin was soft and warm.

Immediately, Du Su pulled goose bumps all over his body.

A sense of dread crept into my heart.

She was afraid that the boy would suddenly stare at him with his eyes wide open like in a horror movie.

"Is your curiosity satisfied?"

A mist drifted past, and in a trance, the voice of the evil silver-haired boy in the dream kept ringing around her ears.

"If you've seen enough, please leave."

"This is not the place for you."

"The living have stayed for a long time, be careful of half the souls that are captured."

"So, can you go back?"

In the blink of an eye, the fog gradually dissipated, and Dusula was shocked to find that she had come outside the castle.

The courtyard was extremely silent, and the guards were as stiff and silent as fossils. Everything was covered with a layer of black thorns, and even the huge thorns covered the sky like trees, criss-crossing.

The thorns outside will also automatically attack people.

Just compared with the ones in the room, one is the elder brother and the other is the younger brother.

Dusula, who has already relied on "krypton gold" levelup, avoids his younger brother's attack, not just a piece of cake, but also a piece of cake.

All in all, it's done simply.

Although she doesn't have a map, and it's even more impossible for her to know the route in the thorn forest, but according to the method Meryl taught her in the swamp, Dusula walked while predicting, and just walked to a [-]-kilometer-diameter The edge of the thorn forest.

She didn't know how long she had been walking in it, and she didn't know how long she would go.

Visibility inside is really poor.

And what worries Dusula most is the lack of food and water.

Before implementing the teleportation plan, the rescue team considered escaping.

The less equipment on the body and the lighter the weight, the better.

Food and water were the first to be discarded. Dusula was somewhat prepared for a rainy day, coupled with her self-consciousness as a foodie, so the bread in her pocket was not completely emptied, and the water was doubled.

Stopping and walking inside, plus going the wrong way...Dusula estimated that three days had passed.

No matter how carefully he ate, Dusula still ate the last bite of bread three hours ago.

If it's in a swamp, she can still catch bullfrogs, catch fish, and so on.

But in the Thorn Forest...

There is nothing in it!

Apart from motionless people and animals, the only organic matter inside is thorns.

This stuff sucks!

bitter!Still hard!

...don't ask Dusula how she knew.

Far from the palace, the attack of thorns in the town, for Dusula, is the younger brother of younger brothers.

But don't get to the end, she died not from the thorn attack, but from starvation... This is a bit funny.

Dusula touched her flat belly, and she took another look at the plump thorn...

I don’t know if fried thorns are delicious?

At this moment, Dusula faintly heard someone speaking.

"Don't go in, just take a look here."

"Teacher, is it really as scary as you say?"

"You can try if you don't believe me."

"...Wow, it really will attack people on its own initiative! And it's so fast!"

"So let me tell you, don't get close to here, and don't try to enter, you will lose your life!"

"Yes, but..."

"No, but! If you are four-star or above, then I will not stop you, but you are a group of newcomers who still want to enter here, and I will sign you up for the Western Desert Project tomorrow."

The more Dusula listened, the more familiar the voice became.

Is it Lukes, the examiner of the second exam?

Dusula heard that during the internship period, newcomers will be divided into several groups and taught by other servants for a period of time to improve the survival rate.

The tasks of the few of them can be regarded as a kind of teaching, perhaps because the church's expectations are particularly high.

Regardless of these, the more Dusula listened to this voice, the more cordial she felt!

She ran towards the sound!

Other trainee servants: "Okay..."

Lukes: "Why are you so weak, repeat it to me!"

"There is no way to survive if you enter, don't enter..."

The apprentice god attendants stared wide-eyed, pointing behind Lukes without speaking.

Lukes frowned: "What's wrong?"

He turned back.

I saw a black shadow rushing over, grabbing his shoulders and shining green eyes.

Lukes was in a daze and at the same time put on a state of preparation for battle, but the monster that rushed out was so strong that Lukes couldn't move.

He panicked and shouted: "You bastards, run quickly! Quickly!!!"

And the trainee servants froze in place.

"Teacher, you just recited it and didn't see it. Isn't that person Dusula?"

"Good job, give me a stutter!!!"

The voices of "Monster" and the trainee servants sounded at the same time.

Lukes: "...?"