Chapter 1602 (1/2)
The corridor is still human style, and there are no people and lights in the rooms on both sides. Luther gets close to the crack of the door to have a look, and can only see some inexplicable boxes and so on, which are all sundries.
The door of the entrance closed behind them, and there was a crisp sound. All the red light outside was cut off, and everything fell into darkness.
But both pepetua and Luther were able to see in the dark, which had no effect on them.
”It seems a little different here.”
Pepetua said, sitting on the transformed throne.
At this time, the throne has shrunk, but the three coffins have not shrunk. From Luther's perspective behind her, she looks like she is sitting in a wheelchair with three cylinders.
Luther also felt it, but his new form had no hair or porosities, and he didn't notice anything even though he fantasized about erecting all his hair.
Only the smell of the company's tea room, the smell of paper cups or boxes retting after being wet.
”I didn't notice anything, mother.” He replied.
Pepetua shook his head and the throne floated forward a little faster: ”I don't mean energy concentration or atmosphere, but... Limitation.”
Bareheaded is even more puzzled. He doesn't even understand what the restriction in her mouth means.
But it didn't matter. He turned on the camera drone, flew it to the goddess's side, and photographed everything.
”Can you feel that the justice alliance is ahead?”
The mother of pluralism laid the torch burning in her hand on the armrest of the throne, and quietly replied, ”everything here is full of human architectural style, and I can vaguely feel that at the end of the corridor, there are creatures breathing behind the gate. There are a lot of them. I think they should be them.”
”Will you crush them mercilessly?” Luther licked his lips a little excitedly.
”If they refuse the 'position' I've given them...” pepetua turned out several empty coffins behind the throne: ”I think I will.”
the patter of footsteps is getting closer and closer. After all, the throne with its rays of light opens the door at the end of the corridor. In front of them, there is an empty hall, and there are many breathing voices in the dark.
Luther knows that, as a spokesman, to announce the arrival of pepetua, now that the victory or defeat has been decided, his image in the live broadcast must also be great.
”Just alliance! Surrender! I can ask my mother to let you live. ”
At this time, however, the sound of electric current and the sound of rectifier starting suddenly came from the top of the dark hall, and suddenly the hall became bright with lights.
Luther found out that this is not a high-level control room, but... The studio hall of a certain TV station?
By the way, there are many people who can't see clearly near the opposite wall. They have professional cameras and radio microphones. They are facing this way.
In the middle of the field under the light, there was only one knell. He stood there quietly, and his black and yellow armor was shining.
Next door, in a transparent wall room, the lights were on, and four odd looking people were sitting side by side behind a long table with earphones for sports games on their heads and mineral water bottles with their trademarks torn off in front of them.
This is one of the women who began to speak with a smile. Her beautiful voice resounded through the hall, and was also sent to the corner beyond the diversity.