The end game [Zhongyingmei]

Mephisto dragged the clown upwards, and the narration with a voice that made her feel familiar has been looming all the time.

"Pick up those teeth, Alice," said the man, "well... yes, use them as currency, and buy your companions..."

His voice is deep and soft, and his words are clear, like a melodious cello. Even when he reads those words that don't fit the fairy tales, he doesn't look weird—not particularly weird.

Mei Fairy Tale Fei Seed S Not Much Special: "..."

She reluctantly accepted this setting, pulled open the bulging violet buds three times, picked out the teeth that were said to be used as currency from the fragments, and put them on the palm of her hand for a closer look.

"It's human teeth."

The clown suddenly made a sound behind her.

He quietly crossed her shoulders, staring intently, his eyes hidden under the wet green hair were soaked with flooding tears, but his expression was cold and damp, and he was looking at the things in her palm with an indifferent expression.

———Is this the power engraved in DNA?

Mephisto: ...

Mephisto pursed his lips tightly and licked his teeth uncontrollably with the tip of his tongue.

While her pupils were shocked by the amount of information in his words, Sisley, who was wearing rose skin, couldn't help but think, how many times has the clown seen before, to be able to distinguish the type of teeth so accurately?

At this moment, the beauty Rose vaguely recalled that when she and Ken were hanging the clown up, they found a lot of things stained with blood in his suit pocket.

But it was only for a short while that he showed that cold expression that made her uncomfortable.

After Mephisto handed him the tooth, indicating that he could pick one from it, the brain-damaged man murmured a series of words that she couldn't catch. Swollen and fled away from her, the water in his head was still swaying.

If you don't zoom out and just look at the stream of tears and the healthy brain, it looks like some kind of avant-garde decoration.

"Monsters, nightmares... Alice, the Valley of Tears is no longer safe."

She was looking at the second half of the Valley of Tears, when the long-lost narration suddenly appeared.

The man's voice this time didn't sound like Mephisto felt at ease anymore, instead it was weird with goosebumps, especially erratic in the wind.

"You have to tear... kill... kill."

he ordered.

As soon as the narration finished, the ground beneath Mephisto's feet cracked instantly, and countless glittering pink fairies tore open the ground and tree trunks with their bare hands, and flew towards Mephisto.

Seen from a distance, they are petite and exquisite, only the size of her palm, and their colors are also very bright. Their beautiful little wings are almost transparent in the sun, and they make a buzzing sound like a hummingbird when they flap.

In fairy tales, fairies are always portrayed as lively and kind, the type who will help humans.

But the previous narration has collapsed to such a state, Mephisto does not believe that there will be real fairy tales in Wonderland.

The chick with a broken brain was still jumping up and down to join in the fun, but her hands and feet were tied up by the ribbon of desire, and tied back to the big mushroom plant farthest away from her in the same way as a hog.

At the same time, Mephisto slowly arched her back, showing a fighting posture. Under her vigilant gaze, the blue fairy closest to her swooped over with a sharp smile.

The little thing that was originally as beautiful as a flower spirit opened its mouth, revealing a mouthful of shark teeth cracked to the jaw, exuding a chilling luster in the sun.

One of Mephisto's red ribbons was drawn, and she was slapped heavily back on the treetop, turning her into a mess of pink and pink on the spot; the rest of the fairies were attracted by flesh and blood, and rushed up to feast on them, but there was one little yellow fairy Hiding in Mephisto's blind spot, he gnawed hard on her forearm.

Severe pain struck, and Mephisto grabbed Little Fairy's neck neatly, forcing her to open her jaw and let go of the "prey"'s forearm.

Being pinched by the nape of fate's neck, the little fairy continued to let out vicious and immature roars.

She is the only light yellow fairy, she looks a little smaller than the rest of the fairies, her mouth is not completely cracked, even the teeth are soft and loose to the touch, only in Mephis Some drops of blood were drawn on Te's skin.

Mephisto looked at her carefully, and then again.

A ribbon of desire quietly stretched out during the battle, tied the hands and feet of this little fairy, and tied it in a beautiful bow.

little fairy:? ! ! ! !

Mephisto: *one satisfies*

Sisley in rose skin caught the little fairy and decided to take her home and keep her as a pet.

The same as Sisley, the same taste, and even shared bad tastes, Mephisto is very sure that Sisley's body is frightened, and at the same time, she will also be interested in such a little thing—a beautiful and cruel little thing.

What kind of cage should I use?

She thought critically for a moment.

Do you want to bring another companion back for this little fairy?Less pretty ones are probably okay too.

Little Fairy: I am not a human, but you are a real dog.jpg

Naturally, Mephisto didn't know what Little Fairy was thinking, and she wouldn't be surprised if she knew.

Right now, she is manipulating the ribbon of desire around the corner, trying to catch another tender green one and bring it home.

But the moment she tied this little fairy, all the other little fairies rose into the air, trying to fly out of the direction of her ribbon, and quickly burrowed back to the ground and tree trunks.

Except for some shiny teeth floating on the ground, the dead fairies did not leave any traces, only the blood of Mephisto rolled down the soft ground of "Wonderland", drop after drop.

Sisley, who was clad in rose skin, lowered her head, stroked her forearm, and was suddenly taken aback.

The wound did not heal.

The small bite mark still remained on her skin, showing no signs of healing; the blood would only stop with the passage of time, but there would be no glowing blue glow of the virtual body.

Now she looks and feels like an ordinary human with a mortal womb.

———In other words, Mephisto now lost the advantage of sloppy combat.

Mephisto had a bestially accurate instinct: if she couldn't get out before the battle completely broke down, she might be stuck here forever.

The deep region that cannot be reached by the system is naturally the bottom layer of the human brain that is deeper than dreams and consciousness, but will it be an independent small world?

Mephisto didn't know.

She had no experience in bandaging wounds, so she could only stand there, waiting for the blood to stop by itself.

During this period, Mephisto checked Xiaoxianzi's teeth again, and the latter glared at her angrily, howled twice, and sprinkled her with glitter.

Luckily, there seems to be no poison on the little fairy's teeth.

Another ribbon of desire came over silently, licking Mephisto's blood like a dog, wrapping it tightly around her forearm, wrapping up the wound; Mephisto walked towards the big mushroom she had just tied the clown—— —

There was no one there.

Mephisto: *pupil quake*

She was severely frightened, but at the same time, another voice in her head told her that what she was really tying up was the baby bird that had fallen stupid, not the clown himself, and he wouldn't pretend to be crazy to such an extent.

"I am here."

A small sound as thin as a gnat came from the ground.

Mephisto lowered her head and carefully scanned the circle of red and yellow fallen leaves, and found the clown in orange prison uniform at her feet.

The little clown, the size of a fairy, tried to raise his head to speak to her, the stream of tears in the hole in his forehead flickered like a diamond.

Mephisto: …………

She first bent down and motioned for the clown to come to her palm, and the clown obediently crawled in, sat down, and poked her palm.

He also dubbed the elevator:

"Ding dong."

So Mephisto lifted him slowly, treated him like the fairy, and wrapped him again in a ribbon of desire, from head to foot, like a gift shop mummy doll.

With this unresolved mystery that can't be watched for a while and then goes to the house to reveal the tiles honestly, Mephisto finally has the mood to see what happened within 15 minutes of her leaving.

She walked around the huge mushroom carefully, and found a few teeth marks of adult men on the umbrella cover somewhere.

Two pieces to be exact, because the third piece has become a small bite, like a child's bite.

Mephisto: .........?

"It's delicious," the clown who was tied up by her with a ribbon struggled, twisted, and finally poked his head out, and said angrily, "It smells like cake..."

Mephisto pushed him back.

Out of caution, she used the desire ribbon instead of her hands to break off a large piece without the clown's tooth marks, and prepared to carry it with her.

Vaguely, Mephisto remembered that this kind of magical and harmless thing is the kind of creature that should appear in normal fairy tales.

She walked around this unusually large mushroom again, but she didn't see any accompanying magical items from its vicinity, only ordinary fallen leaves and weeds.

The clown was hanging by her side, surrounded by the pitcher plant-like ribbon of desire, unexpectedly quieted down strangely, but shed a string of tears from time to time, wetting Mephistopheles' ribbon at a rate of one square centimeter per second.

"Before the journey begins," said the narrator gently, "little Alice needs some weapons at hand, for being her most faithful companions, they hack and they cut."

"...cut off?"

Mephisto stroked his neck silently.

After the battle just now, the man's voice returned to normal, but the words he spoke were still quite creepy.

"At the edge of the forest, the former cannibal lady fell in love with another species, but she still wiped her kitchen utensils and cutlery every day until they were shiny silver."

The narration disappears.

Mephisto squinted his eyes and caught a glimpse of the wooden hut at the end of the gravel road that was emitting smoke.

"Tableware and kitchen utensils" is almost a narration expressing her, not to mention that this is a magical fairy tale world, even in reality, forks and knives are excellent weapons.

The knife that Ken never leaves his hand is a typical kitchen tool.

Thinking of this, Mephisto immediately realized the significance of the narration appearing at this time.

———Someone in the wooden hut can make her change out weapons suitable for "Wonderland", and what she needs is to persuade the lady who once loved cannibalism to give up the kitchen utensils she doesn't use.

The wooden door was close at hand, Mephisto took a deep breath, first knocked twice, and then pushed the wooden door open.

"Come in!" she heard a stiff, deep voice say, "...no...not polite...stinky girl? Cough, cough, cough... what are these things—"

Even if the latter words turned into shocking thoughts, Mephisto, who is sensitive to five senses, caught him right away.

The cannibal lady is a man?

The beauty Rose thought in bewilderment, and walked towards the bright gap that exuded a pungent peppery smell.

The "Miss Cannibal" who was standing behind the cooking counter heard a "squeak" from the door, and looked over at the same time, meeting Mephisto's eyes.

"Yo."

"Miss Cannibal" finally gave a dry cough and waved nondescriptly at her.

Mephisto scanned the familiar face in front of him inch by inch, with big caramel-colored eyes, messy hair, and a beautiful mustache. He couldn't help but close his eyes silently, pretending that he hadn't woken up yet.

There's no way Tony Stark is wearing china heels, getting three or four times bigger on a cooking ottoman, and wearing a seventeenth-century candy-colored lady's apron.

No, it's not possible.