After wearing the wrong Meiqiang tragic vest

Surrounded by the vicissitudes of the grandmother and the burly Little Red Riding Hood, the wolf tremblingly watched affectionately by two guns and a Gatling, looks weak, helpless and pitiful.

It began to regret why it thought these two people were delicious... No!Such a scary Little Red Riding Hood, how did it accost and survive? !

Pupil earthquake!It's so terrifying! !

"Ah, I forgot to tell you, my supernatural ability "Secret Letter of the Psychic" can look at the dead and get the news and secrets they knew during their lifetime through letters. "

The fluttering tone interrupted the wolf's distraction.

The man's pupils shrouded in dark clouds were so heavy that it was hard to breathe, but there was a playful smile on his face, which looked cruel and crazy in the eyes of the victim wolf: "So, your life and death are not very important to me— —”

"If you have any important information, tell me quickly. If I'm in a good mood, I can give you a happy death."

Ankolod prolonged the ending with a smile, looked at the eyes of the wolf's eyes, and suddenly fired without warning.

Gatling turned the floral wallpaper into a sieve.

Under the astonished gaze of Odasaku's grandmother and the wolf's unrepentant eyes, Little Red Riding Hood, who was dressed up in a ridiculous look, yawned lazily: "Sorry, I suddenly changed my mind, it was you who died. The news is more accurate."

Golden light spots flew out from the wolf's body, and the dancing traces were like brilliant life. These light spots condensed at Ankorod's fingertips and turned into a letter.

It is very thin, recording the short life of this wolf.

[If there is a next life, I will definitely be a wolf, far away from the vicissitudes of the old lady and the burly little girl! ! ]

Ignoring the nonsense, the useful message on the golden letter is just one short line.

[When the full moon comes, all residents in the town will receive a ball invitation from Sleeping Beauty's Castle of Thorns. ]

This thin piece of paper was handed to Sakunosuke Oda, and the message on it made the two of them look out of the window involuntarily—

The blood-colored sunset has been swallowed by the blackened skyline, and the erratic light blue moon shadow is wrapped in tulle, as if dancing to the highest palace of heaven.

The two invitation letters came on the wings of the blue wind, and they were handed over to the two distinguished guests in accordance with the ancient noble etiquette.

And the two distinguished guests both smelled the putrid smell of blood hidden under the faint scent of roses from the expensive parchment.

The comer is not good - no matter which side it is.

"Come on, my dear grandmother."

"Let's go and see what kind of tricks this fairy tale world can come up with to entertain guests."

Sleeping Beauty's castle is pitch black, surrounded by countless thorns.

"Hey, at first glance, the owner of this castle is a no-talented trash."

Ankrod, who took off his Little Red Riding Hood outfit, walked ahead with his arms on his pillow, and Oda Sakunosuke nodded seriously with his blank face: "This name fits the image of the castle very well."

"Pfft! Haha, it's really interesting, you Oda."

"Have you thought about what to do after not being a killer?"

Oda Sakunosuke stroked the two guns that had accompanied him for many years, and shook his head: "Not yet. If possible, I would like to see the ending of "King and Darkness."

He wanted to know what would happen to the protagonist in that novel in the end.

"Is that so..."

Ankrod didn't say anything more, they had already arrived at the castle.

In the dark night, the decaying old castle, the winding thorns, the heavy gates are closed tightly, never revealing a trace of light or sound, and there is no appearance of holding a dance at all.

"crunch-"

The door was pushed open amidst the tooth-piercing sound of rubbing, and the moisture and dust rushed in.

The magnificent scene came into view.

The room full of brilliance abides by a certain rule, stingily restrains its gorgeous dance steps and never steps outside the boundary.

Just like the two worlds of black and white, the real and the fake.

The moment he stepped through the door, Oda Sakunosuke couldn't help but tense up all over his body.

The strong killing intent was hidden in the dark, making him feel as if he walked into the mouth of a giant beast on his own initiative.

A hand rested on his shoulder, and Oda's blue eyes met a leaden gray sky that was overcast.

"take it easy."

The man looked relaxed, as if he was sincerely coming to the dance.

The butler of the castle came forward.

This dry old man is dressed in a meticulous tuxedo, and his white hair is neatly combed.There was a weird and pervasive smile on his face, as well as a hint of covetousness.

Oda seemed to see a vampire who had just crawled out of a coffin thousands of years ago walking towards them with a knife and fork in his hand.

The expressions of the other guests were also very strange, all eyes were bent, and the corners of the mouth were raised to the same arc, as if they were wearing the same mask that was cheaply wholesaled in the department store, staring straight at the two of them.

"I need to check the invitation letters of the two of you."

The butler bowed slightly in a polite manner, with only a hint of urgency in his eyes.

Watched by hundreds of pairs of eager eyes, even someone with a rough nerve like Oda Sakunosuke couldn't help frowning.

"Okay, please."

As if Ankrod didn't notice the abnormality here, he also handed out the two invitation letters with a polite smile.

If it weren't for the different smiles on his face (although the fake ones were comparable), Oda would have suspected that he had also been assimilated.

The butler impatiently stepped forward, took the invitation letter with both hands, and then pressed the two invitation letters to his face, taking a deep breath.

Following his movements, the eyes of the other guests in the hall showed even more salivation, they all stretched their necks, and desperately raised their noses to inhale.

Behind the curtains, there seemed to be the sound of chewing.

Oda Sakunosuke turned his head to look keenly, but the chewing sound disappeared again.

Even though the hall was brightly lit, he felt as if he was in endless darkness.

"Hee hee hee~"

There seemed to be a shadow of a child running across the wall, laughing thinly like a monkey, and disappearing behind the curtains.

The curtains remained motionless.

Receiving the cue from his senior, Oda walked to the curtains. The yellow silk curtains were so thick that the light could not pass through them, nor could the shadows behind them be revealed.

He stretched out his hand, and the moment he touched the curtain, the supernatural ability "Seamless Clothes" suddenly activated.

[A child in an aristocratic dress, with blond hair flowing and submissive, with his back turned to him, shoulders shrugging, as if crying.

Oda Sakunosuke held out his hand, and the child turned his head.

An extremely pale face, with thin skin like paper.The inhuman and huge red eyes were bent, and the thin mouth was raised, showing him a stiff smile that was no different from the guests in the hall.

Oda Sakunosuke's hand froze in the air. ]

5 or 6 seconds of prediction can allow him to see the short future.

Oda Sakunosuke, who had escaped from the power, had cold sweat on his forehead, facing the still calm and heavy yellow silk curtain, subconsciously took a step back.

He let out a breath slowly, stepped forward again and opened the curtains.

There was nothing behind.

"What are you doing?!"

The butler's exclamation diverted Oda Sakunosuke's attention, and he suddenly discovered that Ankrod over there had walked to the gold candlestick inlaid with emeralds at some point and lit the invitation letter.

"Ah..." The last ashes of the invitation letter fell at his feet, and the man casually held a cigarette in his mouth, and his tone was a bit vague: "I'm just a little bored, and I just want to go home early. As the host, you can't let the guests Have fun, it's your problem."

He took a box of matches from his pocket.

"laugh--"

Bright flames climbed up the thin wooden branches. He lit a cigarette and flicked the burning flame into the wick.

The flames rose instantly, cheering like a child, swinging along the curtain to the other side of the hall, intimately sticking to these weird guests.

A shriek from the dry butler spilled over the floor like a melted candle.

The fire engulfed the castle.

The falsehood is burned away, leaving only the empty truth.

Oda Sakunosuke came back to his senses, they were still standing in the castle, a dark, dusty castle.

Something touched his neck lightly, like a dainty lady's tiny feet in expensive dancing shoes.

He raised his head, and walked on the high ceiling like a snake with thorns.The guests, as dry as the butler, were as neat as dried sausages.

Unsteadily, she showed him the weird smile before.

In the future foreshadowed by "Seamless Clothes", he cannot escape.

Ancolod grabbed Oda Sakunosuke whose pupils shrank suddenly, carried the rocket launcher and blasted open the tightly closed gate, Shi Shiran left the castle.

After a long time, the dry throat was difficult to ask: "What is that?"

"A group of vicious dogs whose owners died in other places and no one came back to feed them went crazy and bit people."

Oda Sakunosuke tore off the thorns that climbed up his neck, touched the deep marks left behind, and had no doubt that if Ankolod was a little slower, he would go to keep company with those polite guests.

Imagine being hung up like a dried sausage, with that smile on his face, even the gold medal killer Oda-kun couldn't help shivering.

He said sincerely: "Thank you, senior."

Ancolod shook his head.

"It's nothing, they were meant to deal with me. I got you in trouble, no thanks, I'll take you back intact."

He already knew the way to get out of here.

Those guys are fragments of the foreign world. As the saying goes, one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers. They are eroding the world, and the world instinctively rejects them.

Therefore, as long as they continue to destroy their possessions until they are completely destroyed and can no longer accommodate them, this small domain will naturally dissipate.

At that time, the fragments of the world without any support will be like a cat whose claws have been pulled out, not letting him do whatever he wants——

"Ah, I made a mistake, it should be resolved later..."

"Oda-kun, we have to go back to that small town."

Ankolod watched as he gradually surrounded them, said the zombie-like townspeople.