Alice's Dream Club

Similar to Lynch's previous feelings about fantasy architecture, Mu Xinyi was both surprised and took it for granted when she saw that the second generation could control things that originated from the power of the agent.

After all, the agent has the face of the second generation, and the second generation has no memory of her for a long time.

For so many years, she has been suspected of being the agent herself.

But now that the second generation can control those frozen real power daggers, it is almost completely confirmed that she really has a direct relationship with the agent. proxy.

This is what she wants to figure out now.

Considering Lynch's response, Mu Xinyi took a deep breath, and then put her saber at her feet.

With the urging of the true essence, the long sword emitted a brilliant brilliance, and after being released, streaks of rosy clouds gathered around the sword body, and soon condensed into Mu Xinyi, an energy body.

"This way we can meet the boss and Alice, let's go."

Apparently, the seriousness of the Second King was similar to the three-minute interest. She was immediately attracted by the young lady in energy form, and after meeting the curious look of the Second King, the young lady responded kindly.

She raised her middle finger.

II: "..."

"Let's go, my sword spirit is not very good-tempered, especially if it doesn't protect me, if it doesn't leave, it will kill us both."

Second King said again: "..."

Now the second generation sincerely feels that Mu Xinyi's being able to go to school with Lynch for so many years is due to fate - but any normal transcendent will not encounter such a sand sculpture!

Cleaning up their mood, the two carefully entered the endless blackness inside the gate of the castle.

Even if you get close to the two of you, you can feel the chaotic and disorderly intrusion. After entering it, you must open the barrier to avoid the spiritual impact of the intrusion.

However, as II said before, the contamination she suffered from is much smaller, as if those chaos "already knew her", and now they are just making tentative contact with her for better identification.

For this reason, the second emperor protected Mu Xinyi by his side with a silver ribbon.

The sudden reduction in pressure made Mu Xinyi much more relaxed. She walked straight forward in this space, and she tried her best to keep searching the surroundings.

In the same situation, even the second generation can't see what is contained in the chaos, but Mu Xinyi can clearly see that there are countless monsters and strange beasts inhabiting this darkness, as well as those with human forms. thing.

The shape of the monsters is very difficult to describe. They are like the product of several kinds of creatures stitched together, and it seems that some kind of existence with a basic form has undergone a drastic mutation.

They have different shapes, but they all have one thing in common - they are all in the state of "spiritual body".

They wander aimlessly in this world, as long as they sense the existence of two people, they will swarm over, using all their limbs or organs that can be touched as much as possible, trying to push the two people away , or pulled into the endless darkness.

After a little comparison, Mu Xinyi thought that what she saw was a substantive manifestation of chaos erosion.

At the same time, it is these disgusting and terrifying existences that can appear in the retina that allow Mu Xinyihe II to maintain a straight path in the dark.

With a little direction, the pressure on the two of them will be reduced, and when they return to the "right path", the pressure will suddenly increase.

Getting smaller is just a sensory deception, just like a drug, it will make you feel endless joy and heavenly enjoyment at the beginning, but after these short pleasures, what awaits you is the endless abyss .

Everything will be deprived of this kind of thing, and I will no longer be myself.

The second is still holding the frozen dagger in his hand. At this time, the dagger has become a kind of guide. It will not guide the direction of the second, but will use the more solidified frozen state and more and more Will break free from the instability of control and tell II if she is close to Agent and Lynch.

While the two were struggling forward in the chaos, Lynch was forcibly taken by the agent to the place she wanted to take Lynch to.

A familiar research center.

The room is very spacious, and the open design makes the environment more tidy and generous, with white as the main color, embellished by the flashing lights on the working equipment and the display light of the instrument compass.

Lynch has never seen all the equipment. The equipment placed here is more advanced than the Olympus stuff. Technology and magic are perfectly integrated together. The elegant design curves can be called the ultimate interpretation of super-era aesthetics.

After arriving at the research center, the agent finally let go of Lynch's hand.

There was still a retreat in the rear, and Lynch also memorized the way and route to get here, but he was not in a hurry to return, but waited for the agent's next words.

The agent who let go of Lynch's hand twirled happily in front of him a few times, and the delicate skirt was like brightly opened petals under her rotation.

With brisk steps, the agent came to an opening and closing device. The overall design of the device was a bit like a life-support cabin, but the internal structure was not designed to lie down or maintain a sitting position. Some randomly placed pipes and supports to stabilize something.

Picking up one of the finger-thin cables, aiming the cable at the back of his neck, he inserted it gently.

Immediately, a harsh high-frequency noise hit Lynch's eardrums, and after the brief noise ended, Lynch finally heard the voice of the agent.

The sound is synthesized by the device, very stiff, not much better than Google Girl's voice reading.

"I have been waiting for you for a long time, generation after generation of waiting, finally I have waited for you."

Her voice came from the radio device of the research center, and Lynchton felt weird about the voice coming from all directions.

"I know you will definitely come, especially when you saw me in the space-time beacon, I am even more convinced that you will come."

"Let's not talk about anything else," Lynch interrupted the agent's inexplicable and seemingly profound opening remarks, "You are the agent of death songs of this generation, right?"

"Yes," the agent nodded, "This name is not pleasant, but it is indeed the case in conventional cognition. Why do you ask this?"

Ignoring the proxy's rhetorical question, Lynch continued to ask, "Then what does Queen Elizabeth II have to do with you?"

"Elizabeth II?"

With a snap of his fingers, Lynch shaped the image of the Second King.

"Relationship? Please forgive my stupidity, I don't know how to explain 'I am me' from the perspective of 'relationship'."

Although Lynch felt that the second king was really the representative of death songs since the second king ate all kinds of Elizabeth one by one, but knowing the second king's true identity from the mouth of the master, this sense of reality is definitely not guesswork The conclusions are comparable.

The cable in the device has a long expansion space. Seeing that Lynch didn't speak for a while, the agent moved a round stool from under the table and placed it behind Lynch.

Originally, Lynch lamented that her subconscious performance and personality were a bit like the second generation, but after thinking about it, the two are the same person, the only difference is that the agent's body and appearance are more mature.

She also found a stool for herself, and tripped herself a few times because of the cables.

... Seriously, Lynch has to admit that he's starting to wonder how the other world was forced into this way by a guy with such a silly nature.

Sitting upright in the chair, the agent looks like an obedient child.

"Can you tell me how you split into so many individuals?"

"I do not want to say."

The agent's attitude is resolute.

"Then tell me why you waited for me, and you seem to have a respectful attitude towards me."

"Mom told me to listen to you and wait for you to come to me."

"Then who is your mother?"

"I have no idea."

"Then where is she?"

"have no idea."

"...Her situation..."

"have no idea."

If he continued to ask in this way, Lynch would not be able to ask any useful information even if he was a reincarnated Sherlock Holmes.

One question and three don't know, the ghost can figure out whether she really doesn't know or is hiding it on purpose.

After a short pause, he changed the entry point of the inquiry.

"Well then, talk to me about what you did when you were waiting for me to come? Since you are waiting for me to come, you must want me to do something. If you want me to do something, at least you need to tell me all about you The details of the preparation work, do you see what I said is correct?"

"okay!"

Lynch: "..."

Praising Alice, why is it like coaxing a child...

"My mother gave birth to me before she fell asleep, and she told me to wait for you to wake her up, so I was waiting for you. While waiting for your arrival, I followed my mother's vague thoughts about those who ran out of the house. They don't belong to that world, they have the power and development ability to promote their ambitions, let them interfere and rule another world.

"That way they're going to destroy another world, and that's not what Mom wants to see, so they have to be contained until you wake Mom."

Despite the ambiguity of the message, Lynch gets the point across:

All the extraordinary races that have been scourgeed by the dead song performers are from the same world, they do not belong to the earth, they are alien races;

The destruction of the inner world by the Death Song Agent is a kind of control. When a certain ethnic group is strong to a certain stage, the Death Song Agent will appear and deal a near-destructive blow to that ethnic group. In this way, the ethnic group will be destroyed. inhibition;

The existence known as the song of the dead is sleeping at this time, and the reason for the sleeping is unknown, and it needs to be awakened by an innocent person who does not know any special secrets.

After getting this, Lynch turned the topic back.

"Then why did your mother fall asleep? Did something happen?"

"No, mom just went to bed because she was too tired." Every time the agent mentioned his mother, his face would be filled with a happy smile, "Mom used up most of her strength to control and adjust the balance between the two worlds." , if mom doesn't adjust, then both worlds will be destroyed."

Hearing this, Lynch suddenly had a very bad guess in his heart.