0p0 Chapter 140 is about to begin its countdown!
Chapter 140 is about to begin its countdown!
At the very moment Yan Xi spoke, the water mirror began to change.
A face appeared in the water mirror.
It's Yan Jue.
Yan Jue sat in the reception room of Lingxi Pavilion, gently waving a folding fan in his hand, and various candles lit up under the picture frames on the wall.
The next second, Shi Xi's portrait lit up, her purple skirt fluttering slightly. Yan Jue raised his eyebrows in surprise, seemingly not expecting that Shi Xi would be the first to arrive.
"I won't help you, nor will I stop you," Shi Xi said coldly. "I'm just here to retract the time magic I cast."
Yan Jue chuckled and gestured for him to sit down.
The second one to light up was Pang Zun, who sat down casually on the sofa with a very cold expression.
Next was Li Hui, who wore glasses, gave an elegant bow, and sat down at the nearest seat.
Next were Prince Shui and Du Xifei. The two of them stood to the side without saying a word. Du Xifei touched her mask, while Shui Qingli lowered her head and remained silent.
Wenxi counted the number of people and raised an eyebrow. Apart from Princess Ling, it seemed that everyone from Lingxi Pavilion had come.
The next two people were unexpected for Wenxi.
The Ice Throne suddenly appeared, and Bing Lixue crossed her legs, exuding an air of authority.
Huo Liaoye walked in slowly and, without any politeness, pushed Pang Zun away with a thud.
Bai Guangying, dressed in a black and gold dress, stood to one side with her arms crossed and expressionless, exuding the aura of a Saint-level fairy.
Yan Xi took a sip of wine, a faint smile playing on her lips, and said to the puzzled Wen Qian, "Well, an unofficial staff member."
A minute later, a colorful ribbon floated out from the portrait of Princess Ling. Yan Jue gently waved his folding fan, and the sound of the flower feather floated out.
"I am the Mother of all spirits. Though I am determined, I cannot convince myself to take action against life. I can only stay at home and hope for your triumphant return."
A little while later, Mandora came in.
"Where is Xinling?" Yan Jue asked.
Mandora waved her hand in a good mood and said, "My sister has returned to Floating Cloud Tower and said she will stay indoors."
Jia Ye stared wide-eyed at the harmonious scene before her, clicking her tongue in amazement. "I thought these people would only work together to protect the world, but I didn't expect they would be even more united when it comes to destroying the world."
"That just proves I'm charming." Yan Xi stroked her chin. "By the way, you two have become the new world administrators, so where did that idiot world consciousness go?"
As she spoke, she rubbed the ring on her little finger and said casually, "I remember slapping it once."
......
Outside the small world, the world appears as nothingness.
A pale gray mist filled the air, and specks of blue fluorescence drifted everywhere, making it look like a dazzling nebula in the universe from a distance, dotted with many strangely shaped planets of different sizes.
Beneath its beautiful exterior lies a turbulent current of space that clamors and threatens to tear people apart.
Mo Ran stood suspended in mid-air, shrouded in mist, holding a strangely shaped blood-red longsword in his hand. He let the spatial turbulence sweep over him without even tearing a single hair on his clothes.
At the edge of her vision, a group of men in black also stood in mid-air, but they were not as composed as she was. They were awkwardly dodging the spatial turbulence that appeared from time to time, and they already had injuries of varying degrees on their bodies.
As the group approached the small world B-5168, their black robes were almost torn, revealing pale faces.
Mo Ran glanced around, took out the photo Yan Xi had given her from his pocket, looked it over, then searched through the crowd again. After confirming that there were no air traffic control agents among them, he looked at his watch and began to wipe the blood-red longsword.
"Half an hour left..." she muttered, her bloodshot eyes fixed on the crowd in the distance, like a wolf eyeing a flock of sheep, her gaze fierce and cold, radiating murderous intent.
......
The spacious room, decorated in a Western European style, is as exquisite as a princess's castle in a fairy tale.
It was indeed the princess's bedroom.
Princess Meng, Meng Yi leaned against the bed, her heterochromatic blue-purple eyes staring at the clock beside the bed.
In the empty bedroom, she removed her blindfold. It is worth mentioning that the Dream Princess, who had absorbed the power of a thousand years, not only experienced a surge in strength, but also reconciled her beautiful dreams and nightmares, with Meng Yi and Meng Shu choosing to merge.
For the sake of nature, and for the sake of Yan Xi, they chose to use their strongest power to help Yan Xi achieve her goal, at any cost.
The minute hand kept turning, its long tip pointing to 11.
The clouds in the sky were as black as ink, and the whole world seemed to have been abandoned by the light.
"Pap, tap..."
The sound of gears turning became even more pronounced in the empty, quiet room.
"Ten, nine, eight..."
Meng Yi stared intently at the clock, her red lips parted slightly, and she murmured these meaningless numbers.
As her countdown began, the countdown for some people's lives also started.
"Three, two...one!"
As the last "I" sign appeared, the minute and second hands overlapped and pointed to 12, while the hour hand stopped precisely below 11.
Meng Yi raised her hands, clasped them together, and cast a spell on a wall of photos.
"Sleep now, the dream realm welcomes you!"
Almost instantly, all 234 people in the human world and the fairy realm, including the fairies who had just been freed from petrification by Mandela and released from the mirror space, lost consciousness and collapsed to the ground in a daze.
The next second, a familiar mechanical voice rang in the minds of all 234 people, but the content made their hair stand on end.
[Welcome...welcome...all players...to the target area...]
[Zzz... Target confirmed, Death Game...Zzz... Crimson Livestream Room descends, landing coordinates: B-5168, dimension: Mind World—Dreamland, Rose Kingdom.]
Surely no one actually believes that just because it's called the Kingdom of Roses, it's actually a kingdom? Really?
[The death game has been successfully completed.]
【Games start. 】
[Zero... (in bold red) Customer Service #444 wishes all players a healthy corpse and a happy death~]
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human world.
A warm yellow light was lit in the Ye Luoli doll shop. Wang Mo and her mother were sleeping on the sofa, while Little Fatty was sleeping on a makeshift bed on the floor. The shop was very quiet, without a sound.
The doll shop was shrouded in a pale pink light, concealing it from view.
This is Xinling's final act of help to the child she once chose.
As for Chen Sisi, Shu Yanjianpeng, and the others, she knew they possessed powerful magic that could protect her and her family.
Even if their level of corruption is high, they are still human.
Yan Xi always kept this in mind, and therefore strictly forbade Chen Sisi and others from participating in any of tonight's operations.
Staying at home and protecting themselves and those they want to protect is their only task.
Shu Yan and Jianpeng breathed a sigh of relief, while the others who developed antisocial personalities, though unwilling, could only be bound by Yan Xi's doctrine of not harming humans, obediently acting as mad dogs chained up and pretending to be well-behaved.
And this "well-behaved" person—they have to pretend for a lifetime.
......
Just as Meng Yi was casting the spell, the entire fairyland trembled, and eleven deep bell tolls echoed throughout every corner of the fairyland.
Yan Jue and the others stood up together, the gate to the fairyland opened, and the group of ten entered the human world.
The catastrophe that engulfed the human world thus began.