52o. Recovery?

As far as the residents on this island are concerned, this kind of wooden house can't even put the toes of any monster on it. So, who is it for?

The trembling tornado sensed it, and now there was no energy fluctuation in the wooden house, and the breath inside did not react at all. Bayi? Chinese Network?? W? W? W?. ?8㈠1㈠Ｚ㈧W?. ㈧ＣＯＭ

After looking at each other with Axel, after taking a deep breath, the trembling Tornado walked up first and tapped it lightly. Her intention to do this is obvious. Now she doesn’t know the strength of the people inside. If Axel stepped forward, she might be in danger, but she also focused on her energy. Once the danger appears, she will be the first. Time to retreat.

Axel is also self-aware. There is nothing strange on this magical island. Therefore, he is ready to fight and said in a low voice, "Be careful!"

There is no response inside the door.

The trembling tornado gently pushed the door, and found that the door seemed to be concealed. It was normal to think about it. In such a world, what is the difference if the door is closed or not?

The door was gently pushed open, revealing the furnishings inside-very simple tables and chairs, that is the living room behind the opened door, the material used is bamboo, which is extremely refreshing.

"Spotless..." The trembling tornado frowned. This is as normal. It should mean that someone cleaned this place, but who would it be? However, on this island, abnormal things can happen...

Looking back at Axel, Axel has already followed. He is also at a loss as to the situation here, and there is no clue from the situation on the table and chairs.

The gaze fell on the inner room, and the trembling tornado floated in the air, slowly moving towards the inner room, and Axel followed closely.

The inner room does not have a special door, it is straight through.

Floating in.

Then stunned.

"What's the matter?" Seeing the incredible expression on the trembling tornado, Axel rushed in. Suddenly, he was shocked when he saw the situation inside.

Inside, there was a person who was lying quietly on the bed at this time. She was the size of a normal person, with a small blanket covering her belly, and her expression and countenance were as if she had just fallen asleep.

When he saw that man, Axel's eyes widened a lot-it was another girl in a vest, and it was so lifelike. It's just that the clothes are slightly different. Wearing some kind of ancient animal skin clothes, presumably the girl in the vest now has a different kind of wildness.

"Hello?" Of course the shuddering tornado was also seen, but it was not until this was not a girl in a vest, so he asked softly.

There is no echo.

"Hello?" The trembling tornado asked again, and on the other side, Axel's gaze fell on the rest of the wooden house-the temperature of this wooden house seems to be a bit low, if it is an ordinary person, it must be Will shiver here.

The walls are very simple, with some pictures, like the reliefs in those temples, and the content of the reliefs makes Axel extremely puzzled.

The painting is also very clear, that is, there is such a woman who, in the face of a large-scale natural disaster, kneeled before the gate of equivalent exchange, and seemed to be praying for something.

Then, a man walked out of the gate, a man wearing a cloak and gloves, but that man's speed was extremely fast, even this woman disappeared in an instant. After all, it was the woman who kept looking for it, and it was of no avail. The man in the cloak who had been exchanged for the same value disappeared without warning, and there was no trace.

Axel was stunned. Although this was just a relief, he thought that the picture depicted on the relief was so lifelike. The man in the cloak was not...

Taking a deep breath, could it be that the inexplicable mystery in the original work is in this relief?

Turning around, it fell on the sleeping woman.

"She...has no breath." The trembling tornado shook his head and said, which made her very incredible. At this level of approximately minus 20 degrees, there is no guarantee that a person's body will not rot. Yes, but everything is overturned right now.

dead.

It was another dead person who looked like a girl in a vest, which really made Axel couldn't believe it.

clone?

A clone of ancient times? Or is it still some kind of unknown equivalent exchange?

In addition, why did she appear in such a place, and, in a state of death, just like Alofimi, although she was dead, she still stayed in that dark tunnel.

"This island belongs to g.g?" Axel asked.

"It can't be regarded as it, after all, the main purpose here seems to be to store the corpse of a big monster, and this big monster was defeated by the four of them in the same year. At best, gg is the guardian of this place." , The trembling tornado is still a lot of things.

Axel looked at the woman on the bed. Since this island belongs to g.g., does this woman deliberately arrange it here from time to time? It's like that secret tunnel, but what can a corpse express...

According to the big monster corpse, the corpse of a woman.

Reminiscent of the ancient ways of dealing with disasters, is this the human being paired with that huge corpse? If so, then the strength of this woman...

While thinking, the woman actually moved, shocking Axel. Even the trembling tornado next to her felt like her hair was bursting. There are no real zombies in this world.

Wiping his eyes, I thought it was an illusion, or that the island had a slight earthquake from time to time.

However, they were disappointed, because the woman moved a few times again, as if she had had a very long dream. She turned over and took a very long deep breath, as if she hadn't been in many years. Breathe, this time, take a good breath.

Horrified.

Tornado quickly retreated a few steps. At the same time, a spirit power enveloped Axel, improving his power and defensive ability. The woman in front of her seemed to be recovering, and she didn’t know whether her combat power or hostility was. treat.

Their gazes have been focused on this woman, her whole body tensed, and the mental strength of your tornado is swelled. Under normal circumstances, this wooden house can't bear it at all, but at this moment it is still as stable as Mount Tai