"What's wrong with me?"

Thales felt like he was floating in the sky, his mind was extremely relaxed, and he asked quietly: "Where is here?"

"Listen to me." Asheida's voice ethereal seeped out from the glowing outline:

"I don't know how to explain your current state - you are obviously just a contact person. Whether it is your understanding of magic energy or your own name, you are far from enough to become a magician..."

"No, you are still not a magician... I can feel that you are not one of us yet... but you are definitely 'knocking on the door'..."

"It's like a baby that has just been born and can't even control its limbs, and is suddenly sent to an altitude of 10,000 meters..." The voice of the Qi Magic Master was a little unstable: "You are in very danger now..."

"Danger?"

Thales didn't know how he made the sound, but he just said it: "What do you mean...knock on the door?"

"Asheida"'s words were more anxious: "After breaking through the first threshold, the magician will leave the physical state and enter the original state. Toros calls the moment of transformation 'knocking on the door'..."

"The magician who knocks on the door will be consciously connected to other magicians in the world - the intensity is as violent as knocking on their home door! In other words, the person who knocks on the door is like lighting a torch in the darkness.

In an instant, he will be detected by all magicians, and those who are interested can directly lock your current location..."

At this moment.

Boom——

A muffled sound similar to just now seemed to resound in Thales's heart.

This muffled sound is harsh and sharp, and the lingering sound makes people irritated and uneasy.

This is?

An ominous feeling came over me.

Boom...

Another muffled sound!

This muffled sound is like the deep beating of the heart, with a thrilling shock and heaviness!

In an instant, Thales suddenly felt that there was something new in the void.

He felt a panic for no reason.

He's not the only one who feels this way.

"They're coming!"

Aixida's voice became extremely urgent: "Let's go! It's too late to explain..."

"Return to the physical state quickly!"

Thales picked out one or two threads from his vast thoughts to think about the present moment.

right.

No matter what "they" are - they are never kind to themselves.

Thales raised his gaze and looked at "Asheida" - or his silhouette - who was getting farther and farther away.

At this moment, two sharp and compelling gazes were projected in his direction in the dark void.

The owner of the gaze keeps getting closer to him.

With his heart pounding, Thales' thoughts moved rapidly like gurgling water:

I have to go now.

time to go.

Go, where to go?

"Think about who you are...Think about what you should do...Think about what happened before you knocked on the door..." The glowing silhouette said anxiously: "Don't be immersed in this state and lose yourself!"

who I am?

Is this important?

Just when Thales thought so.

"Tiles!"

A crisp but fearful, childish and crying voice came from an unknown direction.

His consciousness suddenly shook!

The next moment, the dark void in front of Thales' eyes suddenly cleared, and Asheida's outline disappeared directly in front of his eyes.

Countless scenes that once stayed in my brain, whether it was the sea or the desert, humans or animals, all faded away like the tide.

It was like the curtain in a theater suddenly collapsed, revealing the original wall.

Snowflakes flashed in his vision, dead bodies flashed, ruined streets flashed, Longxiao City's majestic Palace of Heroes built on the mountainside flashed, and a multi-headed snake made of broken limbs and flesh flashed.

Finally, it stayed inside a tentacle composed of countless flesh and blood.

Where is this again?

He thought confused and confused.

————

Inside the tentacle, against the terrifying background of scarlet blood and broken limbs, the little slipper knelt on the ground, looking at the boy in front of him who was hung up and impaled to death, wailing in despair.

The blood magician, Gisa Trilman, looked at the little slipper kneeling in the flesh and crying with an indifferent expression.

"You...you killed him..." Xiao Huantou's tears flowed down his cheeks.

She looked painfully at Thales, who was bound by the tentacles.

Giza frowned, and the bloody streaks on his face slowly faded.

The little slippery man obviously thought that Thales had met with misfortune.

She cried and stretched out a hand towards Thales, who was in a scary situation.

Tears slid down her face.

"I'm sorry..." Tears continued to flow, and the little slipper bit his lip.

Gisa looked at the little slippery man, and the indifference in his eyes slowly turned into tenderness.

"Child," Gisa, who was clinging to the inner wall of flesh and blood, changed her expression and said softly, like comforting a child who had been robbed of candy, "Don't be sad, it's not his fault..."

"It's not your fault either..."

Giza closed her eyes in loneliness, and two tentacles stretched out from the inner wall behind her again.

"It's our fault."

The tentacles curl towards the small sliding head.

"Wow!"

Immediately, the little slipper's face was full of fear and sadness, and he was pulled deeper into the flesh and blood by countless tentacles.

No trace.

But the next moment, the blood magician suddenly opened his eyes and screamed "Ah!"

She turned her head in disbelief and looked at Thales' "remains" tied in mid-air by the tentacles.

"Why..." Gisa shook his head slowly, his eyes filled with incredible surprise:

"This is impossible."

In her eyes, Thales slowly opened his eyes as he was penetrated by countless tentacles.

ah.

turn out to be……

I am back again.

As if he had just woken up, Thales slowly raised his eyes, confused and dizzy, and looked at the person in front of him.

His thinking was a little confused and he couldn't quite remember what was happening in front of him.

here it is……

yes……

Huh? That's...a severed hand? Internal organs? Eyeballs?

Is it flesh and blood?

Thales saw clearly the environment he was in.

etc.

He tried his best to divert his attention and consciousness from the hazy and chaotic thoughts, and locked his eyes firmly in front of him.

It was a young girl covered in blood, her naked body clinging to countless flesh and blood.

She was looking directly at him with a subtle and complicated expression.
To be continued...