I swapped my life with me

In just a short while, Joyce had transformed the metal pen on the ground into a sharp steel nail of the same size.

At the same time, he kicked the ground forward, and in an instant he came behind Wilfred, and the sharp end of the steel nail in his hand had already touched the other's fragile temple.

The gate of life was restrained, and Wilfred froze in place immediately, and his mind, which was almost insane, gradually returned.

Joyce stood behind him, reached out and pushed the steel nail a little closer, and said in a deep voice, "Don't move."

Wilfried took a deep breath: "... who are you?"

Joyce didn't answer, but just signaled Hall to stop playing with his eyes.

Hall squatted on the ground with a smile, and after receiving the urging gaze from his companion, he spread his hands and showed Wilfrid his spoils: "Mr. Wilfrid, you were just looking for these cute little things ?"

"..." Wilfred gritted his teeth and said dryly, "My ring..."

"It's all legendary magical props. Mr. Wilfred, thank you for your gift." Hall folded his palms together, and then pointed to his neck: "Besides, haven't you found it yet?"

Wilfred's eyes suddenly opened wide, and he raised one hand to touch his neck—a black collar was quietly put on there at some point.

And before that, he didn't realize that there was such a thing on him!

Wilfred was horrified in his heart: "Impossible...why I don't feel a little...it's totally unreasonable!"

He hooked his fingers to break off the ring, a certain name suddenly flashed in his mind, and he couldn't help muttering to himself: "Can you steal all my rings in such a short time, and you can also unlock the ring?" This kind of neck ring, and wearing it around my neck without me noticing... Could it be, could it be your famous 'Ghost Thief'..."

Hall whistled, stood up and bowed, and made an exaggerated and unscrupulous gentleman's salute: "Showing ugliness and ugliness are all housekeeping skills. Fortunately, this time I didn't embarrass my grandfather."

After finishing speaking, he picked out the bronze ring from his palm, put a hook on the base of his index finger, and uttered a few familiar words:

"Get down."

"Confine the limbs."

"keep quiet."

Before Wilfred could react, his body had already collapsed, in a five-body throwing position, faithfully fulfilling the order of "getting down".

Joyce retracted the steel nail, raised his hand to catch the card that Hall threw like a dart, then knelt down on one knee, grabbed Wilfred's head, and placed the cursed pattern in front of his eyes.

"obey."

Wilfried began to struggle violently.

In order not to be affected by the curse pattern, he turned his eyes desperately, and kept looking to the other side of the room, hoping that someone could break the deadlock and save him from the fire and water.

However, when he finally fixed his gaze on his secretary with great effort, he suddenly found that this only hope had already been knocked unconscious on the chair next to the desk by the accomplice of the attacker.

Frustrated, Wilfried nearly vomited blood.

Taking advantage of his sluggishness for a second, Joyce clenched his fist and hit him hard on the temple, causing Wilfred's eyes to protrude and dizziness. Joyce raised the card again and pointed at the little boy. The bearded leader bewitched: "Put down your guard and obey me."

Wilfred was covered in cold sweat, he clenched his teeth, gasped and said, "I don't..."

"Obey me!"

"No... no..."

"Oh, it seems that his resistance to curses is quite tenacious." Hall walked over, conjuring a pendant in his hand, and said in his mouth: "Use this to mobilize his emotions again, and the success rate should be good." It has improved a lot.”

Wilfred said bitterly: "You really used magic props!"

Hall patted his face with the back of his hand, but didn't answer, and instead waved to Occam in the distance: "Little Orm, drag that woman over here too, move faster."

Occam hugged the secretary who had been knocked out by himself with guilt on his face, and looked extremely sad: "I actually knocked out a girl, I am guilty, I must repent in pain before the Lord."

"Don't rush to confess." Hall pointed to Wilfred: "We will ask him later how to lift the God-depriving Curse, and after the question is over, you can kiss your handsome little brother to wake him up." .”

After finishing speaking, he spread his hands: "How is it, do you have motivation now?"

Occam was shocked, and immediately carried the secretary on his shoulders, and ran over at a faster pace: "I'm coming!"

Joyce sighed: "Don't tease him."

Hall: "Hey hey."

Mu Xuesong, who was still eating melons passionately, was unexpectedly caught by a remote cue: "..." Wait, is there still time to escape?

Two minutes later, Wilfred, Feifei, and Carson got up from the ground together. The eyes of the three became more and more confused, and they all stood in a row in front of Joyce obediently.

Once a good start is made, the subsequent interrogation process becomes extremely simple.

As for Mu Xuesong, he had to challenge his acting talent once again.

After Occam ran over to lift the curse for him, Mu Xuesong performed in turn—"Where am I, who are you, why are we here?" "What? I was kidnapped?" "What? Here is The lair of the nomads?" "What? You have already subdued their boss?", and "The grace of saving lives is unforgettable, heroes, let's make friends!".

Occam, who had never seen anything in the world, was fooled instantly, and blushed and whispered, "No, we are not heroes... Then, let's make friends. Cough, I am Occa..."

Hall suddenly turned around and interrupted his self-introduction: "He is Popping Candy." Then he pointed to himself and Joyce: "I am a ghost, and this is Wolverine."

"..." After hearing the last code name, Mu Xuesong almost spit out his saliva.

Brother, are you going to the X-Men channel?Is the superhero Wolverine okay? ? ?

Occam was also stunned for a few seconds: "Jump, jumping candy? No, I have never played this kind of..."

Hall coughed heavily, hinting him very clearly: "It's okay, your name is now."

Well, it's all code names. I don't want to reveal my real name.

Mu Xuesong, who had seen everything, just smiled slightly, and then followed his words, saying: "Hello, I am... cough, you can call me Heihuo." The name Yeque must not be used, he It's not the highly capable Master Mu, not to mention that Ulysses is not around at the moment, so it's better to be cautious when acting alone.

While Joyce was interrogating Wilfred, Hall simply walked over and pulled Occam, who had become stupid, behind him.

He tilted his head to look at the badge still pinned on the young man's chest, and said meaningfully: "Heihuo, it sounds like a temporary code name."

Mu Xuesong didn't blush and his heart didn't beat, and the expression on his face was very natural: "It's true that I took it temporarily, but please believe me, it doesn't mean that I want to hide something, but because I haven't given myself a code name before."

"Well, let me believe this statement." Hall shrugged, obviously he didn't believe it: "Actually, it doesn't matter much, because Popping Candy is also a temporary nickname I gave this little brother, everyone Just shout and be happy."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and flicked Occam's forehead, and the latter let out a cry of pain, and retracted more than half of his protruding body.

Mu Xuesong glanced at Joyce who was standing at the other end of the room, and thought complicatedly in his heart: No, what I care more about is actually that "Wolverine".Does he know that there is another "Wolverine" in another world?

But this can only be attributed to a beautiful accident after all.

After explaining the current situation and introducing himself, Mu Xuesong resolutely chose to join the opponent's team, and admitted that his magic level was very bad, at best he could only stand at the back of the team, holding a support stick and calling his teammates Shout "[-]".

Hall: "..."

Hall looked at him with a scrutinizing gaze: "So, why did that Carson bring you to see Wilfred?"

In fact, what he wants to ask more is: Are you that night sparrow?

"Uh, this is what I'm eager to know now." Mu Xuesong blinked innocently, and began to take the initiative to expose his "old secrets" to his new friends: "To be honest, I only awakened to magic two months ago. talent, and the mage friend I know didn’t even finish all the basic knowledge of the mage world to me before he brought me to the rally.”

Occam grabbed Hall's shoulder and poked his head out again: "So, you don't know why they arrested you?"

Mu Xuesong sighed: "I heard that 'nomads' like to traffic people. They probably saw that I was a magic novice. It would be easier to tie me up."

Occam looked at him: "Mr. Blackfire, can I ask, how old are you this year?"

"[-]." Mu Xuesong made a hand gesture, then seemed a little embarrassed, and said with a shy face: "My friend said that the awakening stage of magic talent is usually seen at the age of [-] to [-], and people like me are really blooming iron trees and have poor abilities." It's normal at all. So, everyone, cough, please forgive me."

Hall: "...poof."

Compared to Hall, Occam obviously believed it, and tried to organize his words to comfort him in turn: "Mr. Blackfire, you are already more extraordinary than ordinary people if you have magical talents. Innate abilities can actually be passed through acquired abilities. Work hard to make up for it, so please don't give up on yourself, you will definitely become a great magician in the future, come on!"

Mu Xuesong let out an uh, and the corners of his mouth curved upwards: "Thank you."

Hall also shook his head with a smile, and pressed Occam's forehead with his backhand: "Jumping Candy, your mouth is so sweet, how about you praise your ghost brother by the way?"

Occam was pressed back again by him: "Brother, don't press my head, if you press it again, you will really not grow taller!"

Mu Xuesong watched from the sidelines: "By the way, are you brothers?"

"Of course not." Hall withdrew his hand: "You can tell this kind of thing just by looking at it."

After chatting for a few more words, Joyce led Wilfred over. Occam and Mu Xuesong shut their mouths very consciously. Only Hall asked, "Is the interrogation out?"

Joyce nodded: "The treasure room is on the ninth floor."

Hall raised his eyebrows: "Ninth floor?"

"That's right." Joyce pointed to Wilfred, and said, "This bunker has more than eight floors. There are three very hidden secret rooms in Wilfred's bedroom, and the one leading to the ninth floor The teleportation array is hidden in one of these rooms."

Speaking of this, he paused, and added: "In addition, there are various other teleportation arrays drawn in his secret room, and there are a lot of them. I can't confirm where the other ends of them all lead to. .”

"However, if unfortunately we choose the wrong magic circle, we may be teleported to any place on the Searles mainland, the Nanqi Islands, or even on An Luo Suman Island."

Hall whistled. "Wow, that's really exciting."

He was gearing up, looking at it, he seemed to try every magic circle: "By the way, I'm more interested in the last option."

"Don't interrupt, just listen to me." Joyce said with a headache: "So, my suggestion is that after arriving in the secret room, we need to re-stack Wilfred once or twice for the Imperius Curse, and from his mouth Pry out an answer, and then take some time to personally verify the authenticity of the magic circle."

He explained: "The other party is the leader of the 'Nomads' after all, and his willpower is still much stronger than that of ordinary people. If he wakes up halfway and deceives us like we deceived him, then our action this time will be real." It's become a joke."

Hall said indifferently: "I have no objection."

Occam nodded sharply: "I listen to big brother!"

Mu Xuesong was habitually watching, and suddenly found that the three people in front of him all turned to him, as if they were waiting for his speech.

Mu Xuesong felt a real sense of participation in an instant, cleared his throat, and said, "Hey, I have no objections."

Only then did Joyce nod: "Then let's hurry up and collect useful equipment first. It's best to find the treasure room, rescue Donna, and leave this ghostly place together before the guards in the bunker find out that something is wrong here."

Hearing what he said, Mu Xuesong couldn't help touching his forehead: Uh, how should I put it...

I always feel that this guy set up a big FLAG.

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The third floor of the bunker.

A thin man wearing glasses walked to the door of the stairwell in a muffled voice, and handed his pass to the guard on the right.

After the guard checked his identity, he asked, "What floor?"

The thin man had a sullen face, as if he was angry with someone, and he spoke very forcefully: "Fourth floor."

The sharp-eyed guard on the left noticed something in his arms and asked, "Xiao, what are you holding in your arms?"

Xiao rolled his eyes: "I'm not a dangerous person. Do I have to check for you with a water glass in my hand to see if there is any poison in it?"

The guard choked for a while, feeling unhappy, and simply sullenly said, "Routine inquiry and inspection are part of our work. Why, do you have anything on you that the guards can't search?"

Xiao stared at him several times, as if confirming his appearance, and said, "Okay, just watch if you want, I can't stop you."

As he spoke, he lifted up his robe a little.

Another guard also came over to take a look, and then gave a snort: "This cat looks familiar. Let me think about it... Oh, Sam seems to have carried it in before, oops, why did you come here again? ?”

Xiao didn't answer, but asked impatiently, "Can I go?"

"...Of course." No dangerous items were found, the guard looked at the cat, his eyebrows furrowed slightly: "Xiao, are you planning to study some kind of black magic with this thing?" After all, only black magic can be used. You will need to sacrifice this black | cat, which symbolizes evil.

Xiao replied angrily: "What black magic, I cooked it to stew hot pot!"

Guard: "...?"

Although he was full of doubts in his heart, he still moved to the side, and at the same time reached out to control the activation switch in the spiral staircase.

Until Xiao walked into the arch, the two guards looked at each other, and then silently came together.

Guard A on the left whispered, "That must be the dead cat that Sam brought in."

Guard B on the right nodded in agreement: "It's strange, how did Sam's cat get into Xiao's arms? It's too suspicious, I still think we should investigate."

Guard A frowned: "Well... maybe there is something tricky here..."

Guard B: "For example?"

Guard A's heart suddenly moved, he clenched his right hand into a fist, and smashed it into the palm of his left hand: "For example, the two of them are actually a pair of dogs and men who are having an underground affair? Could this dead cat be the loving little girl Sam gave to Xiao?" Gift?"

Guard B: "..."

Guard B said with difficulty: "...but who would give a dead cat to someone they like?"

Guard A was excited: "So, you are worthy of being a key member of our 'Nomads', and even having a relationship is so exciting! There is a hint of romance in the horror, my God, I can't help but want to bless you now They're gone!"

Guard B: "..." Uh, as long as you are happy.

Xiao who had already walked away: "Ah Choo!"

After he sneezed fiercely, the thin man hugged the black cat in his arms tightly again, and hurriedly stepped onto the back-shaped corridor leading to the living area of ​​the "Nomad".

As he walked, he looked around. After discovering that the space on the fourth floor was probably two to three times larger than that on the previous floor, the man's expression became more and more irritable and dangerous.

Seeing that there was no one around for the time being, "Xiao" plucked the short fur on the top of the cat's head vigorously, and at the same time kicked hard at the solid brick wall beside him, screaming silently:

"Ah—so annoying——"

"Just to put it bluntly, I'm not good at finding people at all—Mu Xue, you bastard, why don't you come back quickly—"

And Mu Xuesong, who had followed the treasure robbery team into the eighth floor, naturally couldn't hear Ulysses' violent roar (a small beep).

With Wilfred in hand, they directly used the teleportation array hidden in the small room next to the office, and arrived at a luxury suite on the eighth floor of the bunker in an instant.

But this is obviously not Wilfred's own bedroom, because the decoration and furnishings in the room are very feminine, and there are two beautiful mistresses in cool clothes living in it.

Wilfred, who looked completely normal, smiled at them, then pointed to Joyce and the others, and said, "These are some of my good friends, I'm going to take them for a stroll, you don't need to accompany them. "

"Also, my little ones, I will ask you to come and play together after we finish our stroll. So, don't act like a spoiled child, just stay here obediently, do you understand?"

After appeasing the grieving girls, Wilfred led his "good friend" through three rooms of the same model through the secret door, and then used another independent teleportation array, and finally entered the room belonging to the "Nomad". "The leader's is also the most secret and safest luxury suite in the entire bunker building.

Wilfried's private suite was half the size of a basketball court.Although the entire eighth floor is his private space, only this one is his most private existence, and generally no one will enter casually, including his more than 30 mistresses and the deputy leader of the group.

Strolling in such a place where Wilfred's aesthetics is everywhere, without any introduction from the host, everyone has roughly figured out the inner world of this "nomad" leader.

Just like now: Several people passed through a certain corridor, and Mu Xuesong opened a side door beside him. Before he could see the structure inside, he was blinded by the gold toilet in the center of the room.

He twitched the corner of his mouth and quickly closed the door again.

Hall was standing next to him, and the two had the honor to watch the golden toilet together: "WOW, this Wilfred has a lot of ideas."

Then, he eagerly looked at the others: "Everyone, do any of you want to go to the toilet? Don't miss this opportunity. This is the golden toilet that the leader of the 'Nomads' used to sit on!"

Occam shook his head violently, the expression on his face gradually frightened.

Mu Xuesong pushed open the door again, beckoned to Hall, and calmly said: "Go slowly, don't see you off."

Hall laughed loudly, put his arms around his shoulders, and quickly followed Joyce, who had gone far ahead: "I like your character, it's much more interesting than Popping Candy and Wolverine, hahaha!"

Mu Xuesong patted his hand away: "Give up, we are not suitable, I will not like you."

Hall was not angry when he was slapped away, and he said cheerfully: "Oh, no, I must be friends with you, buddy, you are too fond of me!"

Joyce rubbed his temples and turned to remind him, "Ghost, please keep your voice down."

Only then did Hall stop: "Okay, okay, hehehe."

Joyce looked at Occam again: "Come here, watch Wilfred with me, don't learn strange things from ghosts."

Occam: "...Huh?"

Hall pushed him: "Cut, I can't teach him badly."

Mu Xuesong watched them perform, like a mirror in his heart: Neither Joyce nor Hall trusted him as a temporary companion. The former transferred the simple Occam away, while the latter observed him closely. The two can be regarded as a division of labor There are degrees.

For this, Mu Xuesong felt that he was wronged—he really doesn't know magic, and he didn't hide his strength on purpose!

Unfortunately, judging by the situation, no one except Occam believed it.

After walking for four or five minutes in the luxurious suite of Nuo Da, Joyce and Hall superimposed the Imperius Curse on Wilfred twice, and searched for a lot of equipment and small props that seemed to be useful (Joy Si even used them to smelt a great sword), and the group finally got into one of Wilfred's secret rooms.

It is said to be a secret room, but it is actually more like a quiet room for meditation. Except for a huge platform paved with marble, there are no other decorations.

This secret room is very large, and the platform inside is very low, only about [-] centimeters high.Wilfred lit up the lighting equipment in the room, and then stepped on first, he led the way at the front, Joyce and Occam walked in the middle of the team, followed by Mu Xuesong and Hall at the end.

After taking two steps, Hall began to look around.

As if he had finished his observations, he put one hand into his jacket, groped for a while, and took out a thin and small flesh-colored cloth bag.

Mu Xuesong, who was walking beside him, was speechless for a while.Everyone has been searched by the guards, so why does Hall keep pulling out magical props one after another from himself?

Noticing his sight, Hall turned his head to show him the small bag, then opened it, picked up the pink fine powder inside, and waved the powder into the air with a wave of his arm.

Seeing that Mu Xuesong was unfamiliar with this thing, Hall simply explained to him: "Revealing powder is designed to counter all kinds of magic circles with invisible functions, but if the level of the magic circle is too high, there is a certain chance of failure when using it."

Mu Xuesong glanced at the empty secret room: "So, do you still need to recite another spell to activate it?"

"No need." Hall wrapped up the small cloth, then stuck it on the skin of his armpits again, and said, "Come on, Mister Mage who has just changed jobs for two months, watch me do a magic trick for you. "

Mu Xuesong laughed and said, "What do you want to change?"

"Hey, it's like this." Hall snapped his fingers.

He raised his hands above his head, like a passionate symphony conductor, waving his arms, standing on the spot and turning in a gorgeous small circle: "BOOM—"

Before the words fell, the entire secret room seemed to have been pressed a certain start switch, and the scene in the room changed drastically in an instant.

One after another, pink circular magic circles unfolded on the platform one after another, and some of them even floated in the void. They were big and small, like [-]D projections, hovering quietly in front of and above everyone's heads, like a flower A beautiful flower that suddenly blooms is really eye-catching.

Although there is no light and shadow effect blessing, Mu Xuesong's eyes were opened by the exquisite magic circle full of a room, and he couldn't help but give Hall a thumbs up.

Mu Xuesong stared sideways at a pink magic circle that they passed through, and studied it for a few seconds, then was once again overwhelmed by the strange runes densely packed on it, and the difficult formula comparable to linear algebra and functional analysis. Impressed.

"Although this is pretty cool." He moved his eyes away, looked at the other magic circles suspended in the room again, and asked Hall a torture from the soul: "But, why are they all pink?"

Hall hooked the corner of his mouth: "It seems that you really don't know much about revealing powder."

Occam, who was walking in front of the two, turned half-turned and tried to join the conversation between the two: "This powder is specially used to make the magic circle visible, and it can be bought at any prop vendor, and they have Lots of weird colors, it all depends on which one the user likes."

Mu Xuesong looked at the pink in the room, with a complicated expression: "Well, I can see that there is a pink and tender little princess living in your heart."

Hall laughed loudly: "Don't be so disgusted, I think they are pretty pretty."

While talking and laughing, Wilfred, who was at the front, suddenly stopped and pointed to somewhere in front of him: "This is it."

Joyce waved his hand back: "Shh, come here and get down to business."

Hall immediately jumped from the end of the team to the front.

He and Joyce circled the magic circle in front of them. The former sat cross-legged on the ground, took out a pen and paper from Wilfred's office and began to write and draw, while the latter stood in front of him with a giant sword on his back. At the center of the magic circle, his gaze was fixed on a circle of formulas at the core of the magic circle, and his lips opened and closed, murmuring something in a low voice.

Mu Xuesong stood beside Occam curiously, and asked in a low voice, "What are they doing?"

Occam saw him talking to himself, his eyes were a little excited, and he also said to him in a small voice: "They are deciphering the calculation formula of the core part of this magic circle. If the deciphering is successful, we will know its specific purpose. In this way Come on, if Wilfred pointed us to a wrong teleportation array, we can avoid being deceived by him."

Mu Xuesong: "..."

He had heard Ulysses talk about this piece of knowledge, but he didn't expect that he would really need to use scratch paper to calculate the formula.

So, why does the magic circle, a product born in the field of mysticism, have anything to do with mathematical formulas?

Is this the so-called "the end of science is theology"? ? ?

Mu Xuesong looked at Hall, who had written most of the paper, and then turned his head to watch Joyce, who was still silently calculating, feeling that his curiosity and love for magic had been greatly discounted once again.

——If learning magic is to be equated with learning advanced mathematics, then he will definitely choose to die on the spot.

Occam didn't understand, so he said, "Mr. Blackfire, why are you sighing all the time?"

Mu Xuesong wiped his face: "It's nothing, I just found that the road of life seems to be more difficult."

Occam: "...Huh?"

On the other side, Joyce and Hall looked up at the same time.

Hall folded the manuscript paper and put it in his pocket together with the pen: "No problem, this is it."

Joyce also nodded, and turned to Wilfred, who was standing beside him, and said, "Open the magic circle and take us in."

Wilfred's expression was blank, and he said, "Yes."

Occam quickly grabbed Mu Xuesong, and followed his two companions into the pink magic circle.

It was a familiar transition scene again. After experiencing more than three different teleportation experiences in one day, the lead singer Mu from the technological world gradually calmed down, and even felt a little bored.

The other end of the teleportation array is connected to an empty secret room.

Mu Xuesong raised his head and glanced around, and found that there were separate doors in the front, back, left, and right sides of this secret room, and he didn't know where the back of each door led to.

Several people filed down the teleportation circle that was still faintly glowing, and Wilfred went to the right side of the secret room. After a lot of tossing, he finally opened the two-meter-high metal door.

Afterwards, he stepped aside, pointed to the dark corridor behind the door, and said, "Go through this passage, and at the end is my treasure room."

Hall pushed him: "You go in first."

Wilfrid said nothing, but walked silently into the passage, once again leading the way for the intruders.

"It's so dark here." After walking for a while, Occam couldn't help raising his hand, and a bright ball of light quickly condensed in his palm, and at the same time illuminated everything within a radius of two meters with him as the center. thing.

The soft radiance was filled with a sacred taste, and the darkness was temporarily expelled. Mu Xuesong felt warm all over, and felt as if his whole body had been washed by this force.

Occam noticed his gaze, and explained nervously: "I, I minor in light magic, and it has nothing to do with the God Council, really."

Mu Xuesong didn't speak, but nodded slightly towards the young man.

Joyce sighed in front of him, guessing that their temporary companion might have already seen through Occam's disguise.

He turned around and was about to exchange glances with Hall, who was walking at the end of the line, but found that the other party's brows were furrowed, and his expression was gradually dignified. He had long lost the comfort and ease he had at the beginning.

Joyce stopped in his tracks: "Ghost?"

Hall withdrew his gaze into the darkness, his eyes darkened slightly: "I have a very bad feeling, there must be something wrong here."

Occam was taken aback when he heard the words: "Isn't Wilfred under our control? The teleportation array is also correct. Are there other traps in this place?"

Hall raised his hand and rubbed his brows: "Didn't you pay attention? How long have we walked since we came in, and how far have we gone?"

"It's...it's too dark around here, and there's nothing to serve as a reference..." Occam said, and he suddenly realized: "We've walked for at least 5 minutes, how could this corridor be so dark? long?"

Joyce closed his eyes: "Spatial superposition."

He had just finished speaking when someone in the darkness in the distance laughed very lightly and slowly.

"Ha ha."

"This voice..." Hall suddenly raised his head: "Wifred?!"

Under the gaze of four pairs of eyes, the leader of the "Nomad" who was walking in the front suddenly turned into a cloud of black mist and fell to the ground. Less than a trace.

Joyce's eyes tightened, and he drew the giant sword behind his backhand, and stood silently in front of everyone.

Hall also raised a pair of black daggers of different lengths at the same time. He held the daggers in both hands and faced the other direction of the corridor, forming a solid defensive "wall" with Joyce.

The voice in the darkness sounded again:

"Welcome to the Infinity Corridor, dear little mice."

"Of course, there's also that little sparrow that threw itself into the trap."

This time, everyone could hear it very clearly, it really was Wilfred's voice.

Hall raised his voice and said, "Wifred, who was walking in front of us just now, is a puppet art?"

Wilfred's voice fluctuated from far to near: "That's me too, but it's not the real body. There's nothing wrong with saying it's puppetry."

"I think you should be able to understand, as the leader of an old 'charity' organization, how can he survive until now without using some special self-defense skills?"

Hall snorted: "Sure enough, he is old and cunning."

Joyce listened carefully to the position of the voice, and also inserted into the conversation between the two: "So, you knew our purpose from the beginning, so you deliberately led us into the trap?"

Wilfred smiled slightly: "Not all of them."

"To be honest, I really don't have much interest in you little fellows. If it wasn't for catching that big fish, I would have crushed you to death on the eighth floor."

"Did you say so?"

"Honorable great magician, Mr. Night Sparrow?"

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At this moment, Black Cat, who is on the fourth floor, is also roaring from the depths of his soul.

Ulysses [Lost ing]: "Meow! Meow meow——"

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