My Archangel

The eyes were pale, Qiao Wen's heartbeat speeded up.

Looking at this desert, although I wanted to shout something like "The world, your uncle is back" here to refresh myself and boldly, but... Qiao Wen finally kept a low profile.

He noticed the strangeness.

If the last time I came here, most of my attention was attracted by the "getting exclusive talent", then Qiao Wen has already noticed a very serious matter.

That is... the sand he is stepping on at this time, whether it is the color that is too white, or even the "pale white", or the noise that is constantly echoing in his ears at this time, or the surrounding The terribly low "temperature" made him quite uncomfortable.

"It's not so good, although I don't know why I came here after taking the medicine, but... this time there is no flame of the sacred flame on my body, and the world doesn't seem to be that friendly to me anymore."

When he realized this, the expression on Qiao Wen's face stagnated for a moment.

Although Qiao Wen quickly adjusted, but at the same time, his heart also lifted.

Because he has noticed that this spiritual world...maybe not a world constructed by his subconscious mind, but a world constructed by something unknown.

Although Qiao Wen is still unclear why Li Siren’s torch could have an effect in this world before, nor why he needs to come to this place to obtain it, which is obviously his own exclusive talent... but this does not prevent him. Use intuition to judge the problem.

This world is not right.

At this moment, when the sacred fire had disappeared, Qiao Wen was enveloped by invisible coldness, and he gradually got a glimpse of the original face of the deepest part of the world.

"...It seems that I have to be cautious first."

Taking a deep breath, Qiao Wen raised the vigilance in his heart bit by bit while looking around the endless wilderness.

'This is... the footprints I left when I walked all the way before?'

Soon, he noticed the scenery behind him.

There, a long string of footprints remained on the pale sand. They looked almost the same as when Qiao Wen left before, without any change.

"..."

Seeing this scene, Qiao Wen fell silent briefly: "Since these things are still kept intact, does that mean that nothing has changed in this world since I left this world before... even a little bit? Are there any troubles?"

At this moment, alone in this strange world for the second time, Qiao Wen is trying to reason with everything he sees in front of him.

Now, although the speculation that "the visitors of this world during this period of time seem to be only me from beginning to end" has loomed in his mind, Qiao Wen still did not relax his vigilance.

In addition to his simple nature and relatively stable nature, in many horror movies he has watched in his previous life, the more such a phenomenon that makes people relax their vigilance, the more vigilance is needed.

After all, in Qiao Wen's impression, the rhythm of many horror movies is basically a contrast between safety first and then danger, the old routine.

'Anyway...Wander around first to see if you can find any other clues.'

After taking back his thoughts for a moment, Qiao Wen blinked and looked in front of him again.

At present, I don’t know if it’s because there is no sacred fire this time. After trying to leave the world through his mind and failing like the last time, his thoughts are to continue along the trajectory he left last time Take a walk.

This is not a decision based on some logic.

It's just Qiao Wen's simple intuition.

From just now, after coming to this world, he had another feeling faintly besides the familiar and heavy feeling that enveloped him.

Just like a ship losing its direction while sailing, it suddenly noticed that the person ahead seemed to have just built a lighthouse, making him attracted, and he couldn't help but want to lean over.

As if the direction of fate.

"Ahead of this road...maybe there is something."

This time, what prompted Qiao Wen to come to this conclusion was still instinct.

"...According to the current situation, it makes no sense for me to stay here, and the chains on my body have not appeared. Neither Elysha nor Vina seem to be aware of my current situation."

After moving his body, Qiao Wen scratched his hair and cast his eyes to the uneven distance: "Anyway, let's touch it quietly."

With this thought in mind, Qiao Wen took a step forward and took the initiative to move forward like the last time he came into this world.

"...A bit heavy."

However, as soon as he took a step, there was an obvious pause in his movement.

pressure.

As he moved forward, pressure as large as a mountain... pressed on him.

Moreover, this time because there was no holy flame on his body, Qiao Wen himself did not have the means to relieve this pressure. If he wanted to continue to move, he could only bite the bullet.

"...It doesn't seem to work to step back."

After blinking his eyes, Qiao Wen felt this extremely obvious pressure, and after trying to take a step back, he found that...the pressure on his body still did not have any tendency to decrease, but became even greater.

"Whether it is going forward or backward, as long as you move in this world, will the pressure increase..."

Feeling the feeling at this time, Qiao Wen quickly realized this.

But he did not hesitate.

"Then what's more to say, go ahead, if there is real danger in this world, I can't stay in this place where there are footprints everywhere and wait to die."

Quickly clarified the stakes, and knew that staying in place at this time was not a good decision, Qiao Wen adjusted his mentality, looked forward again, and stepped out of his leg—

Then, a few minutes passed.

"……what is that?"

Unknowingly, the fine beads of sweat leaked from his forehead. At this time, after advancing a short distance under far greater pressure than the last time, Qiao Wen was lying on a small sand dune.

Previously, it was this small uneven sand dune that blocked the view in front of him.

And now, after gritting his teeth and climbing this sand dune, Qiao Wen got his wish in this world... saw other creatures besides him.

No... that's not a creature.

It's not so much a creature, it's more a corpse.

A corpse of a giant dragon that looked motionless.

His posture was as majestic as a mountain, but half of his body, including half of his neck and head, seemed to have been smashed by one claw, and disappeared without a trace.

The pupils shrank slightly, and at this time, under Qiao Wen's gaze, the remaining half of the dragon's head hung on its neck, trembling.

Unlike the other half of his body that disappeared, his remaining body is now covered in a bloody red color, and even the scales on the surface are glued together, making him look as if his whole body has been severely burned. same.

"Wait a minute, this dragon... shouldn't it..."