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Walking through the colorful "spiritual world", Lucid's face became paler.

What should I do?

She was a little discouraged and didn't know what to do.

The colorful space of the "Spirit World" is shimmering with dim light, constantly changing and magnificent.

"Ugh……"

With a long sigh, Lucid showed a bit of self-deprecating on his face.

Before that, she had never thought that Roselle's "pollution" had reached such a serious level that it was irretrievable.

I'm still too naive...

But at this moment, a strange suction suddenly struck from below, pulling Lucid down.

A strong sense of weightlessness struck, making Lucid's body unable to stop falling and even rotating.

Before she could react, the surrounding red, yellow, white, and black colors quickly faded and disappeared.

Lucid fell heavily on the sandy ground, which was not solid, and let out a muffled noise.

She fell extremely hard, even if she fell on a sandy ground that was not hard, she fell dizzy and her internal organs rolled.

"Cough cough cough..."

Opening a mouthful of blood, Lucid's face was a little pale, resisting the discomfort and the little Venus in his vision, and looking at the surrounding environment.

"...!"

What catches your eyes is a scarlet open area, in a very regular round shape, like the "Crimson Moon" in the night sky.

On the edge of the open land, there are densely dense giant virgin forests.

These forested trees are extremely thick, but they all seem to be exhausted and dead. The pale white trunks are twisted and knotted, and they are extraordinarily infiltrated.

These trees grow very regularly, like a man-made barrier, perfectly enclosing the bare scarlet sandstone into a circle.

"Grumbling."

After swallowing, Lucid's back was cold.

What's wrong with this horrible place is something that everyone can see, let alone she who knows something about it?

Primeval forest, open land...

Isn't this peculiar thing exactly in the middle of that primitive island?

A bitter cold from the inside out filled Lucid's heart, and at the same time, the silver moon imprint on the back of her hand was getting hotter...

The sky seemed to dim all of a sudden, and in the gloomy sky, a round of scarlet moon was looming, extremely evil.

And the edge of the forest also changed suddenly.

Many creatures that Lucid had never seen and were indescribable came out stiffly but neatly, sometimes walking and stopping, quite strange.

Even so, these lifeless creatures moved extremely swiftly, and they quickly lined up around this red sandstone ground, enclosing Lucid.

"..."

A breath of horror was as real as it was, and she could not breathe.

Lucid subconsciously wanted to escape from here, but suddenly found himself in a state of "unmovable" again.

It was like a ghost press. He could only watch everything around him, but his body couldn't make any response.

Everything in front of her was really like a nightmare, but the burning pain from the silver moon mark on the back of her hand reminded her all the time:

This is not in a dream.

Looking at these weird creatures in vain, the fear in Lucid's heart grew more and more, eroding her nerves.

Among these lifeless creatures are red dragons with skin and flames, treants with wood tumors as eyes and mouths, demon wolves with eight legs, giants with abnormally long limbs, green scales and greasy feathers. It is a feather snake that looks like a small hill, and there are various creatures like a mixture of humans and beasts.

Even she, who claims to be knowledgeable about mysticism, can't recognize the types and names of these monsters.

The sky around him became more drowsy, and the blood moon above his head became brighter.

The misty scarlet glow shed, making this open area, which was already scarlet and evil, more frightening, as if there was a kind of twisted and terrifying existence gradually awakening.

Suddenly, all the weird creatures started to move, prostrated their upper body or head like a pilgrimage, and bowed down to Lucid.

These countless, lifeless and terrifying creatures are all around her at this moment, worshiping her!

"boom!"

There seemed to be a crackling sound in Lucid's mind, and the silver moon imprint on the back of his hand became hotter and hotter.

The memories buried deep in the body seemed to have slowly awakened, bit by bit to completely erode her.

At the same time, waves of evil and gloomy, meaningless whispers echoed from the ears, tearing Lucid's thinking little by little, dragging them into the bottomless abyss.

A round of scarlet blood moon seemed to be reflected in her round eyes, staining her brown eyes with blood-like colors.

"Uh……"

There was a sound squeezed out of his throat, and a trace of unwillingness flashed through Lucid's scarlet pupils, and then completely dimmed, becoming cold and cruel.

But at this moment, a smile suddenly appeared on her delicate and delicate face.

However, Lucid, who was half kneeling on the ground, stood up suddenly, his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a ridiculous smile.

But seeing her very naturally, he took out a crystal-like monolithic eye polished from her pocket, and skillfully put it on the socket of her right eye.

"Little cute, I have been waiting for a long time..."

"Lucid" smiled more and more brilliantly, seeming to have encountered something that made her particularly pleasant, while whispering in a low voice, stretched out her white fingers, and tapped lightly in the void.

At some point, an old mottled stone wall clock appeared behind her, and on the wall clock, the slightly distorted second hand suddenly paused.

when!

As the bell reverberated, everything on the scarlet clearing fell into a strange solidification, even the misty moonlight seemed to stagnate.

"Ha ha……"

Looking at the blood moon in the air with a faint smile, "Lucid" smiled happily.

…………

But the real Lucid's consciousness ~lightnovelpub.net~ was weirdly plunged into a hazy state, like hibernation, into an endless deep sleep.

The blood moon in the sky became clearer and more evil, but it felt like something was missing.

Then after another, I don't know how long, a group of people like walking dead also came to this clearing.

It was Roselle and others on the "Black Throne".

At this time, the clearing area has truly calmed down, and the creeping, lifeless creatures have truly "dead" and weathered and disintegrated at an astonishing speed.

Their remains quickly deserted and fell off, covering the scarlet sandy ground with pale white.

But Roselle remained unmoved, walked straight to the center of the open ground with a little stiffness, and then left with the girl with her eyes closed.

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