Chapter 3540 (2/2)
”Not to mention that, these teddy bears and silent hill are everywhere. It seems endless. Follow me and we'll rush out directly.” Su Ming took a puff of smoke, clenched his fist, and then gathered the cosmic energy to punch him in front.
The colorful light cleared a long blood path in an instant. The residues such as hair and meat foam were covered with all the environment that can be attached, but the walls and ground were intact. They didn't seem to exist as corpses, but a conceptual partition.
But it's no use thinking about those. Finding a dead waiter first is better than anything.
Let the cloak wrap around monak. Su Ming kicked at his feet, almost as fast as flash, and they rushed out of the corridor like silent hill hospital.
The next moment, they came to a new map very abruptly. Although it was also a maze, it looked much more normal. The surrounding display was like a normal prison, and there were no Plush monsters again.
Look behind you, there is only one bright spot, and the road you walked before seems to have disappeared.
Monak put down his hand on his hat and looked around. He checked his positioning Magic:
”It's not close enough. We may not be on the same level as Wade. The key is that his subconscious wants to kill us.”
”Alas, what bothers me most is the dream dimension. The dream dimension on the DC side is still orderly in chaos because of the sleep devil management. It's a mess like the savage growth on the marvel side. It seems that the dream dimension will be included in the category of Kama Taj management later, but this time it's still fast in and fast out.”
The bell sighed. He didn't find any enemies, so he continued along the road pointed by monak with a huge sword, and paid attention to the simple painted wall. It seemed that he had found something.
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”Oh, my head hurts. Suddenly it hurts like a needle.” The painting admirer squatted down with his head covered, and squatted in the corner with a pitiful look: ”I'm dying. I can get up only when we brush gifts.”
But despite what he said, he didn't get any gifts from the non-existent audience, or he couldn't see it when someone brushed it.
After secretly opening his eyes between his fingers and peeping, he stood up a little speechless and touched his chin and movable gums:
”Is communication really cut off? Strange thing, it's so lonely, and the story is not right. I'm the protagonist. Why don't I have teammates? If only there were a few beautiful women, the less they wear, the better, but not too little, then there would be no sense of mystery. Bikini would be good. If it didn't work, it would be OK to wear white sheets with Greek style.”
With that, he tilted his head to listen to the movement in the dark, but the gallery was very quiet, not to mention beautiful women, not even a hair.
So the little white eyes on the death mask narrowed, and a brilliant light of wisdom flashed in it. It seemed that a light bulb suddenly lit up on his head:
”I see. The man who turned me into this gallery must be a virgin and poor. He doesn't even have money to find a lady, so he didn't prepare it for me at all, but it doesn't matter. I can prepare it myself.”
With that, he took out a white dress and a golden wig from his pocket and quickly dressed himself up as Marilyn Monroe.
”Uh huh, hi.”
He winked at the mirror that came out of the wall at some unknown time, and then twisted his thick waist with all kinds of manners and walked towards the deeper darkness of the corridor.