Collapse of iron, but I am the Supreme Strange

There is no need to think about this problem now - since Anyi established the new Rock Town, the signs of the Rift's erosion have completely disappeared from the town, and everyone believes that this paradise-like day can continue forever.

Although Rivet Town has become a paradise for Rift Monsters, because the remaining mechanical parts, food, and various equipment have not been moved away, there are always scavengers like Clara who risk their lives to collect supplies.

As Clara ran like the wind, the surrounding scenery returned to its lifeless appearance deep underground. Everything around was turbid. Compared with the scenery of Rivet Town and Rock Town, it was like the blue sea and the stinking ditch in the dark corner.

The streets of Rivet Town are roamed by rift monsters - Void Weavers, Shadow Guardians, and Frost Wanderers alike.

In order to avoid being attacked by the monsters from the Rift, Clara has developed the ability to move silently. She can hide herself in the shadows of houses or debris, and then slide through - this is the only word that can be used to describe her movements. She will slide silently from one dark place to another, and her red coat blends in with the dim environment.

"Well--"

"!"

Occasionally, one or two phantoms of the Rift might feel that they seemed to see a small black shadow quickly passing by on a dark street, but even if they really felt so and came over to check, they could not catch any trace of Clara.

Clara's feet made no sound, even when she walked on pebbles. Perhaps this was one of the advantages of a girl walking barefoot.

No wonder there is a legend about the "Scarlet Rabbit" in the lower area.

Clara hid in a street corner where miscellaneous items were stored again, because there was a Flame Wanderer behind her with his back to her.

When she stopped, a small but sharp stinging sensation came from the soles of her feet.

"what--"

Clara couldn't help but cry out in pain, but immediately covered her mouth with her hand.

"?!"

The world-ripping monster was stunned for a moment, then quickly turned around.

Its eyes searched around and then fell on the pile of debris.

Oh, it was so terrifyingly quiet at this moment. Clara lowered her head and tried her best to curl up her small body so as not to expose any part of it outside. She didn't dare to breathe, but she could hear the sound of her own heartbeat becoming more and more nervous.

She bit her lip and prayed in her heart that the world-ripping monster didn't notice her.

A few seconds passed and Clara didn't hear any footsteps. It seemed that the big guy thought her voice was an illusion?

It's not a good place to stay for long, Clara thought.

So she slowly raised her foot and her eyes fell on another pile of garbage not far away.

But when her feet touched the ground again, a tingling sensation pulling on her skin and muscles came again - it seemed that she must have stepped on broken glass or nails just now, it was so painful!

Clara was about to cry, but she still endured the pain, reached out to grab the pile of debris, and suppressed the cry.

But it would not matter if she did not touch it. Once she touched the pile of debris, the slight shaking caused a piece of rusty steel pipe to roll out from the darkness and hit the ground with a crash.

boom! ! !

The crisp sound echoed in the street. Clara's eyes widened at this moment, and then she immediately flew forward.

The scorching blade of the Blazing Prowler brushed past her head and shaved off a small strand of white hair.

"Ugh-"

Clara fell to the ground and slid forward a little.

She struggled to stand up and looked back in horror.

The huge body was now staring at her, then it raised its arm and slashed towards her.

Clara no longer cared about the pain in her feet. She screamed in pain and started running.

She limped along, having lost a great deal of speed because of the injury to the sole of her foot.

The Blazing Prowler caught up with her in just one or two steps. Clara bit her lip, realizing that the next attack was about to come, so she immediately lowered her body, holding her head and screaming in fear.

Perhaps it was because she was lucky - the moment she lowered her body, she tripped because she didn't notice the stairs under her feet, and the strong arm that tried to grab Clara also missed.

Clara's beautiful red coat was stained with dust and the white lining inside was also damaged.

Her already injured foot was now sprained, and the slightest touch of the ground caused her to feel piercing pain.

Clara showed a look of pain and sat on the ground, struggling to move her body with her hands.

The huge figure of the monster that split the world was reflected in her wine-red eyes, and her hands were shaking with fear.

pat-

She found that she had no way to retreat and had already hit the wall at the edge of the street.

The Blazing Wanderer is a mechanical creature that emerged after being eroded by the Rift, so it slowly walked in front of Clara with the sound of clacking gears.

Clara raised her hands and held her head, like a cornered little rabbit.

"Help, help me, Mr. Swarlow..." Clara cried.

But she knew that Swarovski was not with her, and she didn't even tell Swarovski where she was going when she went out.

The miracle did not happen. The huge machine body that made her feel at ease did not appear. All she could see was the blade of the mechanical chainsaw that was constantly enlarging.

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Chapter 78: Would Clara like to eat candy?

Clara closed her eyes in fear, preparing herself for the sharp pain.

Swish——such a sound suddenly appeared.

It seemed like the sound of wind blowing the corners of clothes rustling, but then came a strong pull.

boom!

The walls shattered and collapsed after being hit hard, and smoke and dust rose up.

"what--"

The loud noise made her scream.

But after the pulling feeling just now, the expected pain did not come.

Clara trembled all over and slowly opened her eyes.

“Hmm…eh?”

I didn't know why I appeared in the middle of the street, and... I was floating?

Clara was stunned, not understanding what was happening.

For a moment she even suspected that she was dead and that it was her soul that had left her body that was watching all this.

Only when the dust on the street corner settled and the tall world-ripping monster reappeared did Clara believe that she was still alive.

She blinked and felt something lifting her shoulders so that her feet had not yet touched the ground, so Clara turned her head and looked at her shoulder.

It was a black cloak with golden patterns. No one knew what kind of magical power that thing had, but it could float in the sky without being bound by gravity, and it could also pull itself up and down with it.

Was this the cape that saved me? A piece of clothing that... could fly?

"Goo..."

Clara swallowed her saliva and spoke slowly:

"Um, thank you, thank you, Mr. Cloak. Uh-"

As soon as Clara finished her words, the cloak carried her backwards, which made Clara panic again.

So she looked across the street, where sparks were flying out of nowhere in the air.

Clara opened her beautiful big eyes and watched the sparks gather into a ball, then spin continuously, rapidly expanding, and turning into a golden light gate that was more than one person tall.

A figure walked out of the spark door. Under the illumination of the sparks, Clara could see the man clearly in the dim Rivet Town.

He was a young man with black hair and wearing a gray coat. His sapphire eyes were looking at him, with the corners of his eyes slightly curved, and he looked smiling.

Clara looked at the young man's pupils and always felt that there was a kind of sub-magic power in his eyes that could calm her down from her panic.

"Strictly speaking, this is a cape." The man said softly, "It's not a cloak, little friend."

"Uh, yes, yes." Clara nodded somewhat incoherently.

An Yi looked down at Clara's feet and frowned slightly. He noticed the wound on her feet and the ankle that had begun to swell.

So An Yi did not let the cloak put Clara down, but let it continue to wrap the girl, gently and slowly lifting Clara's legs with the corners.

Three more people came out of the portal. Clara looked back and found that they were three older brothers and sisters she had never seen before. But from their clothes, she could tell that they were a group.

"Oh! That was close, An Yi!" San Yue Qi shouted, "Do you have to go to such extremes every time? You'll scare the kids!"

"Huh?" Clara was slightly stunned after hearing An Yi's name.

An Yi shrugged slightly, then turned around and looked at the Flame Wanderer at the corner of the street who was pointing the chainsaw at everyone.

He raised his left hand and gently pulled it back, and then a scene that no one could understand appeared -

The entire world in front of An Yi - or rather, all the space in front of everyone's eyes, began to move at this moment.

So much matter between the world-ripping monster and An Yi seemed to be placed on a roller, rolling towards An Yi like a tidal wave.

The entire land - along with the houses, streets, and rock formations behind it - were pulled over by An Yi in an extremely unscientific way, as if in the face of this unimaginable force, the displacement of all things was unstoppable and unstoppable.

A rumbling sound echoed in Rivet Town, an earthquake-like sound, as if huge rocks were hitting, rubbing, and pressing against each other.

The gravel, steel pipes, and debris on the ground all rolled due to inertia, making ping-pong sounds.

Clara was petrified.

To be honest, the train crew also looked shocked. They thought they were used to An Yi's methods, but when they saw that An Yi could make the world - or even half of the universe - move towards him with just a wave of his hand, they were still really shocked.

This is not a joke. Sanyueqi, Xing, and Danheng really believe that An Yi can move half of the universe easily, and believe that this is not a difficult task for An Yi at all.

Clara stared at An Yi's profile, or to be more accurate, she stared in amazement. Her mouth was slightly open, her eyes were as round and big as two teacups and saucers, and her cute and delicate face was full of disbelief.

Just like that, An Yi brought the Fiery Wanderer in front of him without moving a single step.

Sparks danced at his fingertips, condensing into a magic circle and attaching to the hand he retracted.

He pushed the Spark Array out again, and the Blazing Wanderer just happened to fall towards him, and then another scene that Clara would never forget in her life appeared -

With a bang, the world-ripping monster made of machinery and imaginary energy was transformed into countless candies.

With the place where An Yi and the Rift Monster came into contact as the center, the sparks spread to the monster's entire body in an instant. The chest, arms, legs, and head of the Blazing Wanderer turned into well-packaged snacks one by one.

All kinds of hard candies, soft candies, lollipops, bonbons, bubble gum, toffee...all fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

Chocolate, small cakes, wafer biscuits, and dried fruits were mixed in, clattering together on the ground.

The spark in An Yi's hand was like a gust of wind, blowing away the bubble-like reality of the world-ripping monster and blowing Clara's fate in another direction.

An Yi's figure was reflected in her wine-red eyes, trembling slightly.

An Yi turned sideways and looked at Clara with a smile: "Are you okay?"

"..." Clara just stared at An Yi blankly, motionless like an exquisite doll.

Clara could feel An Yi's warm, lightly scented breath caressing her cheek as he spoke.

She opened her mouth to say something, but her mind went blank and she seemed to have forgotten how to speak.

An Yi looked at Clara, raised his head and smiled.

He reached out and touched her head, letting Clara's white hair slide through his fingers.

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Uncle! I feel so good as a teacher

Chapter 79: Clara, the Delicious Child

Clara's hair is very smooth and feels very comfortable to the touch.

Although she lives in the dark and scarce lower district, Clara is still able to keep her long white hair as smooth as silk. Perhaps this is the "magic" that belongs to the little girls themselves.

An Yi felt as if dry sand was sliding through his fingertips, and Clara's hair became a little messy because of An Yi's actions.

So Clara looked up at An Yi - her mouth was slightly open, her burgundy eyes were crystal clear, and she looked extremely cute.

"Are you, are you Brother An Yi?"

Clara felt like she was dreaming and could hardly speak clearly.