Chapter 83 The Countdown to Rose

Author: Going to the Winter

Chapter 83 The Countdown to Rose

The plan itself is nothing special.

Since Diapolo had to enter the "mirror room" to take him to teleport, just let her go out immediately.

Make an appointment for a fixed time. When the time comes, let her take herself away by taking her away in and out quickly.

As for how to do this, whether he will be seriously injured and whether he can complete it on time, it is something he needs to consider.

"You take me over, just the center of the house. Then come back immediately. Start counting, counting from 2. Going to 199." Yicha said to Diapolo, "and then the same, bring it immediately.

Come back with me."

Starting from 2, only the prime numbers are counted to 199. This time is just calculated - it is the time when his soul was frozen into powder at the low temperature in the mirror room.

"What if I can't touch you? Or..." The girl knocked the ground with a hoof.

"No if." said Echa.

Diapolo did not ask any more questions.

To check, I am very satisfied with this, "Let's go."

...

The two fell into the center of the "mirror room", and Diapolo flashed away instantly.

“2.”

The clear sound and the petite red afterimage remained in place, flashing away.

To check the three light bands left with the "Last Rainbow" opened with my left hand to block as many parts of my body as possible. At the same time, my heart began to count.

Although it is a positive count from 2 to 199.

But it is actually a countdown... the countdown of soul crushing.

“3.”

The cold air rushed over, and the mirror with a cold light pulled out a long tone and swirled around. In the gaps of the ribbon, the part of his knees and waist leaked was about to be reflected on the mirror.

Can't be mirrored.

When it was about to be mapped, Yichao's right hand had already grasped the tail of the whip and extended the whip to the longest, so that the tied iron rough stone would swing out an angled circle.

The dull sound of the wind.

Crack and crackle!

The mirror circles around the three heights that were moving at high speed for a whole week were shattered in panic.

The first countdown was stopped. The next countdown rushed over with a number card.

“13.”

The consistent space vector energy is like a strong wind that will not stop, pushing the search to the blank corner.

The corner of the wall was no longer safe. There were six small figures, exactly like a triangle-shaped white hat, staring at him.

"Hey, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah," they shouted in unison.

They were the managers of the "mirror room". When he left, he glanced at them. These guys were small and strong, with three black corn-like eyes under the hat, and the surface of their bodies was covered with messy noise symbols - it is very likely that they were

Because of this, they are completely immune to "mirror".

The little man with a triangular white hat held up a row of matches-thick arms.

Six arms waved down neatly like matches.

Swish!

It sounded neatly, like a match being polished.

The direction of all space vector energy changes at the same time and crashes down uniformly.

Yi Cha turned over. He had already done this move when he saw the little people. He was only done now.

As the little people's arms fall—

The huge thrust forward disappeared instantly and all moved to the top of the body.

He heard himself slap on the ground with his abdomen facing upwards. He stretched his arms so that he would not touch the whip-tied iron ore.

“61.”

"Hey, la la la la la la la la la la la la la!!!!" the little people shouted happily.

Then, Yizha realized that he could not sit up.

The space vector energy held him firmly, and coupled with the ubiquitous cold, he was about to freeze.

It won't freeze immediately. But the action is getting slower and slower.

Low temperature is the third countdown.

“89.”

"whee!!"

Six little guys jumped onto him, formed a circle, pressed the sharp corners of the triangle cap against his chest, twisted their heads to drill into his body. Countless gray powder debris spewed out of the wound like snowflakes.

The sanctions of the mirror room managers... the countdown to the second soul shattering is getting faster and faster.

He has a clear mind.

Have enough strength and time to do one thing. For example, drive these villains away with the "last rainbow".

or--

He stretched his other arm, allowing himself to reach the miniature model that controlled the entire room - the lying angle he was in now could see it completely.

“97.”

He found the symbol of the mirror he needed on the model. He stroked his thumb.

Luck. I need luck. He thought. It would be bad if this mirror was broken before.

Then he heard a harsh friction sound from a distance, and a simple-looking standing mirror slid at high speed.

He had no time to be happy and raised his body to greet him at the greatest angle.

“107.”

Almost all the little people crawled into their chests, and their twelve small legs were exposed outside. It didn't hurt much, but the consequences were serious - their whimpering wildly stirred up a large amount of soul dust, ready to put it from the inside

He took out all.

The eyes flashed continuously.

The mirror he wanted was here. There was a shiny symbol representing the "body" in the corner of the mirror.

Mirror mapping.

The torso of Yichao disappeared and was mapped in the mirror.

Six villains lost their support and fell from the air by surprise.

The little people stayed for a second, then became furious. They lined up and yelled and rushed towards the mirror reflected to check the torso. However, due to the anti-mapping body structure specially designed for the management of the "mirror room", they

It's impossible to enter at all.

"Hey, Zhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhazhaz

Twelve little hands were stomping outside the mirror, knocking and striking anxiously.

“131.”

To check the symbols that control the mirror on the model with all your strength.

The mapping ended. There was no special effect, but the torso in the mirror reappeared under the head, connecting his limbs together tightly and the soul reconnected.

Six triangular white hats looked at the empty mirror, realized something, turned their heads to look at them and glared.

"Hey, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow,

The white hats raised their arms neatly.

But they didn't have time to wave their arms. A piece of dark iron stone tied to a bright red whip broke through the cold wind and smashed it fiercely and accurately.

"Bang."

The six little people and the mirror were shattered together.

“139.”

The feeling of relaxation was a little bit. Just a little bit, the pressure from the villain management disappeared.

The environmental pressure in the whole room is still there.

The body was still forced to freeze slowly in the corner.
To be continued...