Corridor Of Creatures

The collapse of Dieci's Tower of Hope shook the entire third floor. Du Huoku, who was located in the city's Youke, woke up from his slumber. He walked uneasily to the huge and luxurious floor-to-ceiling window, his body trembling slightly.

Ever since Shen Dao and the others broke through the second floor and reached the third floor, Huo Ku had become uneasy and had not thought about food or food for a long time.

"Will the third floor also fall because of this?"

"well......"

"How long will it take before Suzume and the others come to me?"

"You will push me down, ha..."

His sight gradually zoomed out, and Du Huoku finally appeared on a blue holographic monitoring screen. His low and magnetic laughter echoed in the office on the fifth floor of the high-rise building.

The man was sitting on the armchair in front of the desk, with a ferocious expression on his face. He couldn't hold back the ecstasy in his heart and let out a weird laugh. His left eyeball was empty and filled with tangled white threads.

Thick black hair covered the hollow on his forehead, and his right eye emitted a blue-white light, illuminating the last beam of light alone in the vast darkness.

Although he seems a bit insignificant in the huge fifth-level super-tech world, as the leader, he has countless financial resources and power. As long as he gives an order, every inch of the fifth-level land will be razed in an instant. Flat ground.

The world on the fifth floor is covered by his single hand. As the only leader of the lower five floors who has the right to participate in meetings on the upper five floors, Mr. Death is not only top-notch in terms of means, but also in ability.

The door panel was gently knocked open. According to the rules set by Mr. Death, unless he wanted to die early, no one dared to disturb him while he was investigating other levels.

"Oh? It's so late? Which friend is coming to see me?"

"Death, I have something to discuss with you. I'll give you ten minutes to deal with your current affairs and come with me."

The voice was a little soft, but at the same time a little serious and irresistible. Mr. Death thought for a while, and quickly came up with his own answer after considering the questions that had arisen in the corridor meeting earlier.

"Oh, is this Miss Suzuome? It's so late, why do you want to meet me so urgently?"

"Death, you know I don't like to use force to speak, so please hurry up. As for what is going on, you will know when you get there."

"Oh? Such a tone? It seems that I am really ready."

"As soon as possible."

After correcting his suit and tie, Death opened the suitcase under the table and put some unnecessary monitors in it. After putting things in order, I stood up, thought over and over again that there was nothing that needed to be corrected, and walked out the door.

At the last second when the iron door was closed, a white and empty eye glanced through the gap towards the holographic screen again, and then he left with peace of mind.

"coming?"

"Three minutes is enough."

"Well, come with me."

Suzuki slowly approached Mr. Death, and held out her left hand with an expressionless face. The moment she touched hands with him, she was teleported to the sixth floor of the world.

Wild Island.

"This is it, keep walking, let's go inside and talk."

"Oh? Miss Suzuome? Death has a question - why is the conversation place on the sixth floor? Also... I can see that you have some anger. Are you showing it on purpose?"

"Death, I am indeed a little angry, but if you have anything to say, I'd better go in and talk about it, do you understand? Before I can still maintain my sanity, I don't want to provoke a dispute between the two of us, let alone when the corridor is in crisis. hour."

"Well... would you like me to play a song for you to help you calm down?"

A high-end black violin appeared in Mr. Death's hands, and when he was about to pull it in the next second, a rose with spikes quickly spread from the instrument, wrapping all four strings to death.

"Absurd Island is divided into five major areas, and this is the center of the Sixth World. You still don't know the serious consequences of playing music here."

However, when Suzuki looked back, Mr. Death was showing an evil and sinister smile, and the wrong movement of his right hand indicated that he was about to do just that.

"Come on, Yazou, get up!"

The moment her fingertips touched the instrument, it was different from the celestial sound she had imagined, but more like a devil's hiss like a ghost crying or a wolf howling. Suzume frowned, stepped forward and grabbed his arm, and left with a flash of blue light.

A few drops of blue water fell on Mr. Death's forehead, and a cool feeling hit his brain. The calmness in his subconscious was finally aroused. He slowly sat up and was currently lying on Suzume's bed.

"Are you awake?"

"Um...what did I just do?"

"You, like most people, were affected by the sixth level. It was my lack of consideration."

Suzume said softly, divided the hot coffee that had just been brewed into two cups, pushed one of them onto the table in front of Mr. Death, and raised her hand to signal him to drink it.

"Drinking this cup of medicine will at least ensure that you are still awake when you and I talk."

"Um."

There was a commotion outside the door, and it was a massive commotion. Mr. Death was just about to stand up and go out to check, but Suzume had already walked to the door and waved for him to sit down and rest.

"It's just some 'patients' that need to be dealt with. I'll just take care of it."

"Why don't I come and help too."

"Taking action against these guys will aggravate your mental disorder, so I'll do it."

The moment he disappeared, a blue feather fell on the spot, and then countless screams sounded outside the door. Even in the room, he felt a little dizzy, as if he had really seen a hell scene, and the sound of a wailing train ran past his ears.

"Are you ok?"

"Huh? Well, no problem."

The moment the feather fell to the ground, the girl was back in the room. She was not injured or even contaminated by blood. The bell girl lifted her ultra-thin white gloves and chuckled:

"Then we can get started, Death?"

"So what exactly do you want to talk about?"

"You know, each level of the corridor has a specific leader to manage all affairs within the level, but below the sixth level, there is no power to communicate between each level. Do you remember this rule? Bar."

"Oh? Miss Suzuome, are you trying to find a problem with me in this matter?"

"I usually neglect the third floor, which is indeed my dereliction of duty, but I never thought that I would make such a low-level mistake."

"Miss Suzume, you might as well start your speech."

"When I was supposed to be handling internal affairs on the sixth floor, a strong wave broke out in the world on the third floor. I had no choice but to go to the third floor, but I saw a super-tech weapon that did not belong to the third floor. This Are you really unaware of this matter?"

"Oh? Miss Suzuome, even if the technology on the fifth floor is higher than other levels, you can't target me like this, right? Besides, you can do some research to find out who is affecting the order of the corridor. If it is really me, I'm willing to be punished."

"Only you know if you have any problems. It's better not to exploit loopholes like this."

"But, Miss Suzume?"

"Um?"

Mr. Death sneered and put his hands in front of him, showing an extremely sinister expression. The darkness in his heart was fully revealed at this moment.

"Don't you think the corridor would be safer if those people were executed on the third floor? Hahaha..."

...

"That's not your thing to worry about."