Chapter 88 (2/2)

He was glad that he'd decided to follow SoYoon when he saw her on the street earlier. Thanks to that decision, he had the chance to protect her and could brag about it to her later.

He stuck the knife into the man's neck and kicked hard at the side of the second offender. The girl flew backward but landed lightly against the wall. It felt like he had kicked a boulder. Dee frowned.

After observing how well Dee was doing, the researchers nodded to those waiting in the back. At this, the five that were left all moved at the same time.

He never thought that he would die for a girl. He mumbled curses under his breath as he stepped back toward SoYoon.

”Blondie,” Dee called her in a small voice. The experiments were slowly closing in on them. Glancing around at them, Dee said, ”I'll distract them so you can run away.”

SoYoon blinked her half-closed eyes. Dee glanced down at her and yelled urgently, ”What are you looking at me for? Hurry!”

SoYoon had been barely able to keep upright with her trembling arms, but now one of her shoulders thudded to the ground heavily. The strength of the spell pulling her body and mind down had increased immensely.

She looked at the researchers who were standing some distance away. Missing the cockiness they'd displayed before, they were now muttering to each other and sweating.

”Blondie, are you not able to move?”

Dee gasped. At the same time, SoYoon heard the patch on her left shoulder rip. With the patch no longer there to defend against the power of the spells, the magical spell pulled her in hard. She collapsed and looked at Dee through her hair.

Even if he was the strongest of the crazies in Wonderland, fighting against six experiments at the same time was beyond his skill.

Through her blurring vision, she could see Dee getting pummeled.

Knowing he couldn't possibly win, he had still insisted on fighting to buy her some time. SoYoon saw the bandages on his left arm. Yesterday afternoon, she had wrapped them around Dum's arm.

SoYoon's eyes were about to close for good. Thud. Something heavy fell to the floor. The smell of blood swept past her nose. With that last memory, she lost consciousness.

After Dee collapsed and SoYoon got close to fainting, the researchers used magic to check their states again. When they were sure that both of them were unable to move, they looked around and clicked their tongues.

As an added precaution, they had brought along seven experiments. Three were dead and four were severely hurt. Although this was unfortunate, the death of one of the researchers was far more detrimental.

”Why did this guy feel the need to intervene to this extent?”

If they had brought fewer than six experiments, they may have lost another researcher. Thinking about this, one of the researchers shook his shoulders in fear and spoke. ”Should we take him too? He looks to be nonmagical.”

At that moment, one of the researcher's cellphones rang. The researcher pulled out a phone that was the size of his arm and answered it.

”Yes. We have succeeded in capturing her but what's the problem?... Yes, I understand.”

After hanging up, the researcher turned toward the leader. The person who had called was Cheshire. Since bringing Alice to this place, he had been hiding near Heart's house and observing what was going on. He'd told them that Heart had started to move. They had come into Wonderland secretly and plotted all this out. Heart was someone they wanted to avoid.

Upon hearing this information, he decided to give up on Dee. Either way, there were only two available spaces for the prisoners, and their priorities were SoYoon and Alice.

They hurriedly left, leaving Dee there alone. The researchers thought that he was at the point where he would die on his own. They didn't feel the need to kill him on the spot. What they didn't realize was that Dee was born and raised in the slums of Wonderland.

A few moments later, Dee opened his eyes. What woke him up was none other than the sound of his cellphone. He spat the blood out from his mouth and picked up the phone.

”F*ck, bring the car to the entrance. You're the driver.”

He didn't even consider what the other person had called him about as he spat out commands. Afterward, he was barely able to lift himself. Before exiting the building, he had been staggering and on the brink of collapse. Once he breathed in the fresh outside air, he started to walk normally as if all the blood on his body was not his own. The only way you would recognize his state was by his slower than usual walk.