Chapter 612 (2/2)
She gasped with fear, and then touched her neck, only to find that the pendant she had given herself had broken.
Recalling tidys' warning before she left, that is to say, the pendant resisted the invasion for herself. It seems to be a mirage replacement, replacing the shadow with itself, instead of bearing, being crystallized and petrified, and becoming the shadow for a short time, free from this curse.
When she eased her mood again and stood up, the statue in front of her had turned into gray crystalline powder and piled up on the ground.
Every witch can't be underestimated. After all, her power is more conceptualized than the supernatural power. Lorraine Hill said to himself in his heart. Then he stepped back more than ten steps, and a bloody gun emerged from the air.
She holds the hairpin trinasha left her in her hand and projects the gun.
Sure enough, when the long gun was fired on the door, it crystallized instantly and turned into snow-white salt.
But the more he blocked it, the more he inspired Lorraine hill to think about it.
She once again gathered blood red long gun, and this time is not just a handle, but a long nearly 100 long guns emerge from the void, aiming at the front, dense projection out.
It's like the flash of red light. Red marks cut through the underground space, shooting in the walls and door frames.
The snow-white color continued to emerge, and the surrounding walls were further cut. Finally, only a single door frame remained in place, and all the walls more than 3 meters thick collapsed, exposing the narrow space behind.
Careful to bypass the curse covered door, Lorraine hill goes to the back room.
If it wasn't for the vandalism just now, it would be a very warm room, she thought.
The decoration in the room is relatively simple, and the color of its furniture is mostly light blue and white. Looking at the furnishings inside, it's probably a bedroom, and it should have been some years. Lorraine hill can see some wear marks in the corner.
Is this where Dorothy used to live? She couldn't help thinking, looking at the familiar style of the dresser, stepped forward, unconsciously opened the drawer, as if instinctively skilled.
And the diary in the drawer seems to respond to the familiar feeling in my mind.
Sure enough, Dorothy also left her own record. Was this the instruction of ragtiss or her unconscious imitation.
With nostalgia, Lorraine Hill touched the diary inlaid with black gems. Turning it over and looking at the note on the back of the diary, she opened her eyes slightly.
[if you see this note and diary, it must be me. It's a pity that there are still many things I want to do, but I can't see them. Even so, I still left this diary, hoping to have a latecomer to complete the unfinished dream.
If you want to get rid of the fog of history and see the truth behind it.
Then read out the start mantra, and I will tell you the cruel truth of the world