Monster Collector [Unlimited]

When the two climbed out of the sewer, night had fallen and starlight sprinkled the empty streets.

Then, there was a shout in the distance, and the light of the raised torches illuminated most of the street. The head of the guard led the people galloping all the way: "Great magicians from the East, you have finally come out, the king is ordering We're looking for you!"

His eyelids twitched, and he felt that something bad had happened, but his face was still blank: "We have reported to the king before we explored the underground, it should be... all right?"

The head of the Guards sighed deeply and shook his head: "No, that's not the reason."

His face was solemn: "I want to tell you a sad news. Another magician from the East has just been found. His body should have been sacrificed on the way to solve the rat plague for the king."

what!

The two masters and apprentices looked at each other. This was really great news. They thought that Dongfang Xiao was planning the rat disaster nine out of ten.

Even, Su Mu clenched his fist, and Xie Changhe died under Dongfang Xiao's plan.

As a result, now tell them that Dongfang Xiao is dead!

Su Mu felt a sense of depression for no reason, and more of it was anger at his own powerlessness.

He didn't know what happened underground at that time, he was led by the nose the whole time, and the only little discovery at the end was even something that others disdained.

Gao Shang put a hand on his shoulder, silently comforting the immature apprentice: "So that's the case, that's really unfortunate."

He sighed several times again, as if he wasn't the one who was competing with the other party for the great magician of the East.

On the surface, Gao Shang still had doubts about Dongfang Xiao's death in his heart. After the polite performance, he returned to the topic: "Let's see the king as soon as possible."

In the palace, the interior is not lit.

The light of the stars shines in from the dome of the palace, refracted by the crystals adorning the dome, and converges on the throne, like a spotlight illuminating the most perfect jewel of the kingdom.

The little king was still wearing his gorgeous royal robes and golden crown, with the scepter in his arms, one hand propping his forehead, and fell asleep while waiting.

The maid stepped forward cautiously, and according to the king's instructions, informed the magician of the news as soon as he returned.

The little king woke up with difficulty, beckoned them to come in, rubbed his sleepy eyes, glanced across the stack of papers at hand, and laughed softly.

Accompanied by the sound of heavy footsteps, the magician and his assistant, who were still full of fighting spirit when leaving, stepped into the palace.

"Dear magician," the king alternated his hands, and the child's face had a look of scrutiny that was completely out of line with his age. "Congratulations on coming back from that underground alive. I wonder what kind of spoils you have brought me?"

Gao Shang took a deep breath, calmed down, took a step forward, and performed a standard court salute: "Dear Your Majesty, we have found a story for you."

He still remembered the hobbies of the king he had inquired about before. He liked all stories, interesting and novel, with ups and downs: "Maybe you will like this story."

The child on the throne was very interested, with one hand stroking the scepter back and forth, obviously a little excited: "Oh? You can tell me about it."

Su Mu took a step forward under Gao Shang's signal, took out a stack of papers that he had cut out from his arms, and began to tell the story he put together.

At first, the little king was able to sit on the throne and casually play with the gems in his hands. Gradually, he sat upright in a casual posture, narrowed his eyes slightly, and stared at the person who was still standing in the palace and telling stories at this moment.

"Wait a minute," the little king interrupted Su Mu about the series of favors received by that extremely favored doll, with vague anger on his face, "I don't want to hear you list a series of luxury items. I have everything you can imagine and everything you can't imagine."

Gao Shang laughed and laughed: "Your Majesty, we have absolutely no intention of procrastinating. Only after the previous foreshadowing is deep enough can the story be exciting."

After he finished speaking, the king barely suppressed his impetuosity, and Su Mu continued his narration.

The little girl's departure was expected, but after a series of stories about her leaving and entering the ward, the king on the chair changed from restlessness to silence.

Everything was just an accident, but it was this series of accidents that led to tragic results.

"Enough." He finally let out a roar when he heard the doll king fall down the drain, and stood up from his throne, letting the starlight fall on him.

Su Mu was amazed. At this moment, the little king was no longer wearing a luxurious satin cloak and wearing a crown inlaid with various gemstones. The color on his body began to become mottled, as if painted on a doll. The lacquer on his body was peeled off by time, and the crown inlaid with precious stones began to become dull, with fine scratches appearing on it.

His whole body began to look like a discarded and damaged doll.

At this time, there were still a large number of viewers in their live broadcast room. After seeing this scene, the number of bullet screens increased rapidly.

"High energy ahead!"

"As expected, it is indeed a kingdom of dolls. Everything is just a fantasy of the king."

"The strength is quite pure. These two may not be able to fight well. Be ready to collect the corpse for the players."

There is no channel for these sarcastic remarks to be passed on to the two players who are always ready to fight.

Gao Shang has one hand on the weapon, always ready to deal with the stage of the boss's rampage after the truth is revealed, and concludes: "So our inferences are all correct."

However, he didn't wait to run away.

The dilapidated puppet did not launch an attack, but walked down from the high throne, constantly dropping sawdust from its body as it walked, the eyes that were originally carved with precious stones were empty, and there seemed to be a desperate soul buried behind it: "Really?"

"If I'm not wrong, the underground world full of rats is the real world. This is just a Fantasy Township built on your last obsession, so we can get some real clues to the real world there." Su Mu Explain, while handing it a stack of papers, "You should be better at deciphering her handwriting than us."

The puppet took the stack of diaries and remained silent for a long time.

After a while, its figure collapsed abruptly, and what remained in place was the lingering cry of regret and pain intertwined.

The obsession has disappeared, and the dreamland and doll city they are in, which is like a fairy tale, has begun to collapse.

The carnival celebration is still going on, the lights in the city have not been extinguished, singing and laughing, but the actions of the people on the street are fixed, turning into one emotionless wooden sculpture after another, and then, various styles The intertwined buildings began to fade gradually, and the city wall made of colorful building blocks began to shake and collapse.

Su Mu wanted to watch again, but he had already been dragged away by Gao Shangti.

"The doll country is being destroyed, and I'm afraid it will be dangerous to stay here." Gao Shang ran until he reached the doll country, checked his belongings, and took off the puppet that was hanging on his waist with a sigh.

Unlike when he was still in the Doll Kingdom, this puppet is no longer as lifelike as before, and the eyes that seemed to be shining with light only reveal a dark and dead air.

Su Mu moved together with him, put down the puppet on his waist, thought for a while, and put the two together, leaning against the tree together, looking at the country that was in ruins.

"The mission is over, we succeeded." Gao Shang reached out to touch the door that sent them away from the mission, still feeling a little hesitant in his heart.

The whole story came to an end too quickly, and even the final boss battle was not started. The only explanation was that they missed key information and key battles.

So who is behind the scenes?

Dongfang Xiao... or...

He thought of the face that looked like His Majesty, and his temple throbbed. He didn't want to stay in this dungeon full of doubts anymore, so he led his apprentice into the transmission channel.

after the channel is closed.

At this moment, there was only an open space where the doll country was located in the distance. The black-haired and black-eyed boy collected the damaged puppets on the ground one by one and put them into boxes one by one.

The man beside him had already dug a hole ten feet square to make way for him.

Huo Ye was still puzzled by his actions at this moment: "I remember you found that note too, so you can just give the final solution to the puzzle to the two of them."

"After all, we are together," Xie Changli said flatly, "You know, I never cheat on my teammates."

Huo Ye: "Really, I don't believe it."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he felt the ravens on the trees, the dogs at his feet, and the unkind peeps from the shadows.

Can't be offended, can't be offended, Huo Ye's eyes fell on Xie Changli's carved tombstone again.

"The Tomb of the Doll Country." He read a few words, recalling the tragedy caused by accidents and misses, and couldn't help but sigh a few times, "The background story of this mission is really a master of swordsmanship."

Xie Changli, who was packing up the diaries and reports scattered on the floor, actually smiled softly when he listened.

Huo Ye's scalp tightened immediately, his attention was drawn to him, his eyes quickly fell on the diary, and then he turned his head to look at the words engraved on the tombstone, a surprised expression appeared in his eyes, and then gradually turned into panic .

"You," he said with a subtle expression, "you wrote the diary and the report, and you even used the same handwriting on the tombstone."

Huo Ye felt the familiar feeling of being used again: "So, everything is fake?"

"Does it matter if it's true or not?" Xie Changli stood up calmly.

The passage to leave this dungeon was opened beside them. He walked in calmly, turned his head, and said meaningfully: "After all, it doesn't matter if the story is true or not, the most important thing is whether it is interesting or not."

Huo Ye pondered the deep meaning of these words, and walked into the passage together.

Behind him, the tomb trembled imperceptibly for a moment, a small carriage drove out from the ground, and the king, wearing a crown and rich robes, got off the carriage with the help of his loyal head of the guards.

A stack of manuscripts was held by the king in his left hand without the scepter, which happened to be an insignificant part of the meeting ceremony of the magician from the East that day.

He smiled and saluted the departing figure in the passage: "Goodbye, thank you for guiding the performance, my dear little playwright."

Behind the king, a new doll city rises, just like before.