What's Wrong with the Witch

　　In short, the information that Richard Holmes gave him was true, but outdated.

　　If he had come at the time of the last O5-3 operation, there might still be a chance of success, but Vincent, who has already sensed the gap, dare not have extra imagination, and it would be good to be able to leave alive.

　　Ah this.

　　Hearing Vincent's request, Mu Qiqi was a little surprised.

　　After all, he is a boss of a horror game. With a weapon similar to a tentacle on his waist, he can prove his own strength. Mu Qiqi was disappointed to say such a weak line.

　　She was also thinking about how to entertain the boss, such as summoning something, or trying a new dream magic.

　　Well, but if the other party does not resist at all, it is easy to cause plot kills.

　　As we all know, plot kills are basically instant kills.

　　That way you won't have to play.

　　Wait, didn't he just say he wanted to get out of here?

　　Mu Qiqi's eyes lit up, if he helped the boss of this horror game leave, would it trigger any new plot?

　　If you accidentally discover him on the road, or something else changes, maybe more interesting things will happen?

　　Also, she wanted to see what kind of state she would be like when the boss of the horror game that was manifested in the dream left, and whether she would lose her equipment.

　　Thinking of this, Mu Qiqi asked, "Do you want to leave?"

　　Vincent's heart bulged.

　　Sure enough, the "Dream Lord" felt unhappy about his arrival.

　　Fortunately, he was just a simple ant in the eyes of the other party.

　　There is still some hope to get out of here.

　　"Yes, Your Highness, I don't know if Your Highness can let me go?"

　　"sure."

　　Mu Qiqi took out the wand in the witch's sleeve robe.

　　Vincent took a step back and said quickly: "His Royal Highness, it's not disappearing in a magical sense, but leaving here."

　　He was a little flustered, if the "Dream Lord" in front of him shot him, there would be basically no hope of surviving.

　　As for the use of Thaumiel-class containment SCP-102 "Sword of Judgment"?

　　The moment his hand let go of the hilt, he lost his chance.

　　It was originally thought that the gap between Mysterious Sequence 1 and Mysterious Sequence 0 was just a gap, and the Thaumiel-level containment SCP-102 "Sword of Judgment" could more or less make up for the gap.

　　However, after he really saw the "Dream Lord" in front of him, he knew how big the gap was.

　　"That's it."

　　Mu Qiqi lifted her pink double ponytail with her wand.

　　It stands to reason that the disappearance of the game BOSS is not death?

　　Or maybe he thinks that the dream world in front of him is not his original game world. Do you want to go back to the game?

　　It's not impossible.

　　For others, it might be a little difficult to fulfill this wish, but it shouldn't be a problem for her.

　　In the dream world, as long as you have enough imagination, you can experiment with anything, including letting the game boss in front of you return to his original home.

　　"oh, I understand now."

　　Mu Qiqi blinked, and a holographic screen appeared in front of him. The screen displayed a list of horror games dressed up like Vincent.

　　Next, what she has to do is to construct unique passages through dream magic, so that the boss of this horror game can find his way home along these passages.

　　Maybe at the beginning, the game he entered was not the game he originally existed, but there was always a game he lived in.

　　Another important point is that the boss of this horror game probably still doesn't know that he was imagined by the person who created this dream.

　　Therefore, if he finds the game world he used to live in, I hope it won't be too strange to see the second self.

　　[Dreamland Magic · Traceability. 】

　　With a wave of the wand, the dazzling magic light silently lit up.

　　A passage similar to a dream vortex appeared beside Vincent.

　　No matter how you look at it, the teleportation channel is somewhat similar to the portal in the game.

　　This is a little special effect that Mu Qiqi specially added, in order to simulate the real effect of the game.

　　"The way back may be a little long. I hope you can succeed."

　　"Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness!"

　　Seeing the portal around him, Vincent breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

　　The "Lord of Dreams" would be willing to provide him with a portal, and expressed his willingness to let him go.

　　Otherwise, if the "Lord of Dreams" wanted to kill him, it wouldn't take a lot of trouble at all.

　　However, what the "Dream Lord" said that he hoped that he could succeed, what does it mean, is there a certain crisis in this portal?

　　Came here with the truth of science, did it still offend the "Dream Lord" after all?

　　There will be partial penalties, Vincent understands.

　　In normal times, if a mysterious person offends him, he will also give him a little punishment.

　　"Aren't you going in yet?"

　　Mu Qiqi asked kindly.

　　The existence of any portal is limited, and she doesn't want to consume more imagination to maintain it.

　　"Thank you, Your Highness, I'll go in right now."

　　Vincent did not hesitate any longer and strode into the portal.

　　The next second, the entire portal disappeared.

　　Mu Qiqi blinked and glanced at the pieces of cotton wool that remained on the ground. He didn't stay in the town, and continued to fly into the distance.

　　As for this desolate town, it took more than half an hour before the grotesque doll bear came back to life.

　　"This resurrection is a bit long?"

　　He looked around and found nothing.

　　……

　　Enter the portal, exit the portal.

　　Vincent was delighted to see the modern architecture.

　　"The Lord of Dreams" is really a kind deity, I didn't expect to let him go so easily.

　　It's just that it doesn't seem to be the magic city he is familiar with, nor the European city he used to live in, but a bustling city in North America?

　　But what exactly happened here? !

　　Vincent stared at the zombie-infested city in front of him, his eyes widened in disbelief.

　　At this time, he saw a helicopter flying not far away, and vaguely heard the voice inside.

　　"Look, there's another researcher there who hasn't evacuated!"

　　"There's no time to save him, this place will be razed to the ground by a hydrogen bomb in 15 minutes..."

Chapter 165 Do you have anything to say? (4K)

　　Dr. Mike of the Truth Science Society blinked, and the world around him completely changed.

　　Looking left and right, he was shocked to see that he was standing in front of an ancient castle, very much like the castle from the vampire stories he had heard as a child.

　　As for the other doctors, none of them can be seen.

　　"What the hell is this place?"

　　Dr. Mike looked behind him, and there was a dark forest covered by an abyss-like mist. Only the ancient castle in front appeared brighter in the moonlight.

　　Obviously, in this case, he has no choice but to go to the castle.

　　However, he just doesn't!

　　As a demigod of mysterious Sequence 4, Dr. Mike hates being arranged by others.

　　If someone wanted to force him to go east, he would definitely go west.

　　What's more, this vampire castle, God knows how terrifying it will be.

　　And other people in the Truth Science Society will definitely not be in this castle. If he falls into any trap, it will be very difficult to find other people.

　　Therefore, Dr. Mike decisively turned around and walked towards the dark forest.

　　Just as soon as he stepped into the dark forest, he felt that his body was falling infinitely, falling.

　　In a trance, he felt as if he was having an extremely terrifying nightmare. Below him was an endless abyss. The bottom of the abyss was a devastating and terrifying energy that seemed to be able to swallow everything that fell.

　　"Ah, ah, ah..."

　　Just when he thought he was going to die, the scene in front of him changed, turning into a dark red world of magma hell.

　　Filled with malice and incoherent, the sounds of demonic creatures' cries drifted over from time to time.

　　From time to time, some dark red flames will ignite on the ground, burning everything around.

　　In the distance, there are shadow creatures with spikes like mountains.

　　On their thorns, the dark red flames continued to scorch their bodies, and the mournful wailing sound was emitted by these shadow creatures.

　　Dr. Mike felt his heart skip a beat, and there was an overwhelming sense of fear and unease in his heart.

　　It was obviously in a dark environment like a magma hell, but Dr. Mike's soul seemed to feel a chill to the bones because of these sounds.

　　This is an invisible curse, a blasphemy to the gods, and it comes from the endless evil between life and death. The strange consciousness is interfering with his cognition, lingering and dragging him into a complete abyss and sinking forever. .

　　He felt as if something was entangled in him, and when he looked down, he saw a grotesque figure with a twisted whole body and tentacles appearing in front of him.