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My Cell Prison - Chapter 158

Published at 7th of December 2021 11:50:21 AM


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Han Dong is standing by the window.

Staring at Kass and Sophia who leave the mansion smoothly.

Touch the crow mark on the back of your hand.

The black shadow flickers, and doctor bird beak's clothes cover Han Dong's body.

Sometimes, when you go to the West Tower, you can even write the story plot corresponding to the fate event, which greatly improves the survival probability of knights entering the highly difficult copy.

This kind of targeted story creation will consume a lot of energy of the writer, only for the fate events above knight.

In addition, the former writers' Association United bell tower has also developed a "destiny classics", which contains the corresponding titles of all events, which is of great significance to the understanding of fate space.

Second, some of the outstanding writers can even walk out of the city wall in a high latitude posture through the combination of creative inspiration and their own dreams in their sleep at night, without being noticed by the life outside the city.

It brings us very intuitive intelligence outside the city and gives early warning to some dangerous situations.

Last month, for example, a core member of the writers' Association spied through his dream that there was a newly built lair of fallen men in a depression nearly 4000 meters west of the city wall.

The knights were informed to attack decisively, annihilating the still developing high-level life and an unstable space rift.

Once it is made into a portal by high-level life, and the nest is formed, it will bring a great threat to the holy city. "

"Communicate fate, dream outside the city!? Is this the writer? "

"Yes, writers are important to the holy city Relatively, the risk of becoming a writer is also very high.

Because writers are more powerful than us and have "diffusibility" in the spiritual brain domain, they are easily targeted by life outside the city, and are also vulnerable to spiritual influence.

Therefore, the author's Association of the holy city was founded, and the members of the association were given the Title Status, so that they could live on the third floor.

The whole third layer is covered by spiritual bonds, which further insulates and protects writers from remote influences Try to isolate the disturbance of life outside the city to them as much as possible.

Unexpectedly, something happened Viscount Alex is also one of the important members of the writers' Association. This matter must be investigated clearly to find out the reasons, so as to avoid the influence of more writers. Otherwise, it will bring unimaginable harm to the holy city. "

When Celeste briefly explained the profession of "writer".

They also walked out of the corridor and formally came to the hall area on the third floor of the West building.

There are no stairs or elevators.

If you come up directly from the West Tower, you also need to start some kind of secret passage or lift type folding stairs to reach the creative room on this floor.

"The writer's room really needs to be absolutely quiet.

Even the design of window position and the arrangement of various objects are also very particular In this way, a special "aura" suitable for creation is formed.

The entry of outsiders will disturb the "aura field" and affect the mood of the creator.

In general, writers, like Alex, have a building or a separate creative room, which is completely forbidden to outsiders. "

Han Dong this is to understand, "so it is. I thought Kass father had some shady secret."

The first time they came here, their vision was already attracted.

The front door of the creative studio is slightly opened, and the naked eye can see a lot of fog overflowing from the inside.

Open your eyes!

When the little magic eye opens again, the scene makes Han Dong cold sweat, even can't help but step back.

A lot!

Yes! A large number of white tentacles were crawling through the door cracks.

Swaying,

wriggling,

is like waving to Han Dong.

"What do you see?"

"Large and dense tentacles It's too much to imagine. Sister wino, I'll try to have a look. You must keep a distance of more than three meters from me

Hum!

All of a sudden.

A thin thread of holy light is formed in Celeste's hand and entangles Han Dong's wrist.

Once there is any abnormal or crisis situation, Celeste will drag Han Dong back through the light line.

Whoa

Han Dong takes a deep breath and temporarily closes the little magic eye.

As far as possible to shield the mind that the fear of the whisker dance scene, slowly close to the door crack.

Through the spilling white fog.

Han Dongxian saw a figure sitting in front of his desk.

In order to see more clearly, Han Dong side by the door slot slowly squeeze in.

Standing in the room through a crack in the door.

Han Dong intuitively saw a middle-aged man with red eyes. He was writing fast in books Han Dong didn't see clearly what was written.

I don't know why.

Even though Han Dong Ming is just standing at the door of his study, his back has been soaked in cold sweat An illusion of stepping into an endless abyss, and even feeling that one step ahead will completely fall into the abyss."I I need to see more clearly. "

Han Dong opens his eyes again.

An unforgettable picture is printed into Han Dong's head.

There is no place to settle down in the luxurious study. The ground is covered with dense white tentacles.

However, tentacles are just "small things.".

Han Dong also saw an unexpected visitor.

At the side of viscount Alex, who was writing hard, there was a "not very clear" guest.

A guest covered with a yellow robe can only be seen by the little magic eye.

Why should we say "not very clear".

Because in Han Dong's vision, this person seems not to belong to the current dimension. There is a black light outline around his body, which completely separates it from the study.

Just then.

The "guest" seemed to feel the gaze of the stranger, slowly turned his body, and his face under his hood was about to be exposed to Han Dong's vision.

"Wino

At the critical moment, Han Dong shouts.

For a moment, a number of holy light silk threads wound on Han Dong's body and yanked him away from the study.

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