The little Pixiu, Song Mengmeng, who was napping and slacking off in her immortal cave, inexplicably transmigrated into the body of a cannon fodder character with the same name from a book.
T...
Marcus's idea is actually quite simple.
In his view, the group of people under the sleeping spell would not be able to wake up and pose any obstacle or threat to them unless the spell was lifted.
Therefore, during this time, they could have gone in and investigated everything thoroughly.
However, Marcus's idea was wonderful, but when he actually stepped into the yard, he realized that sometimes the gap between ideas and reality can be described as an insurmountable chasm!
He thought the door to the room was right in front of him, but after walking for a while, he was horrified to find that he seemed to have walked so far, yet he was still just standing in the same place.
Even a fool would know something was wrong, but Marcus found that he couldn't stop moving forward at all, like a toy frog that had been wound up and could only keep moving forward uncontrollably.
They've been infected!
He was indeed too careless. After discovering Hu Yue's presence, he still barged in without any precautions. How could he not have considered that the people of China never suffer losses?
"Marcus, what... what's going on here?!"
Evan had never encountered such a situation before, and before long he was panting and unable to stop.
He turned to Marcus beside him in horror, who was also infected and kept moving around like a fat quail. He was so shocked and scared that he was almost crying.
What the hell is this?!
"It's a unique illusion technique from their Chinese homeland." Marcus's life wasn't easy either. Although he tried his best to control himself and get out of his predicament, he found that it was all in vain.
Unconsciously, I began to regret not listening to Reynolds more and getting to know those Chinese people better; perhaps then I could have found a way out of this predicament.
However, he was already trapped inside, and there was no point in complaining.
Marcus originally thought that this little trick would only last for an hour or two before it would wear off, just like the sleeping spells they often used.
Unfortunately, things didn't go as he expected, and this continuous running went on all night!
Their current situation is like running on a high-speed treadmill all night without stopping. Although they know that their bodies are extremely exhausted and their legs are about to break, they just can't stop!
Although not very old, Evan could no longer withstand such intense torment. He was completely exhausted and was now sobbing uncontrollably...
"Marcus, will we... will we keep running like this forever without ever stopping?!"
Evan never imagined that he would one day encounter such an insurmountable disaster.
Yes, it was a disaster!
He had always thought that joining the Papacy was an extremely sacred and highly revered profession! However, he never imagined that behind such glamour, there might be such danger!
"Yes, you will keep running and running until you are exhausted."
Before Marcus could answer, a soft, gentle voice sounded above them. When Marcus and the others looked up, they saw a little girl with smiling eyes perched on the second-floor windowsill.
The little girl had been observing them for who knows how long, but when she saw Marcus and the others look up, she actually raised her hand and waved to them as if to say hello.
"Who are you? Let us go!"
Although they weren't very familiar with this girl, the fact that she knew Hu Yue meant she must have some knowledge of this kind of magic. With no one else available to help, having this girl help rescue them became the only option.
Marcus's other companion, Carl, immediately roared out, glaring angrily at Song Mengmeng without any politeness.
The smiling little girl was clearly startled by the roar. She stared at Marcus with her round almond eyes for a long while before turning around and running away.
"..."
They thought a savior had arrived, but Karl's shout made them vanish without a trace...
Marcus managed to stay composed, but Evan beside him couldn't hold on any longer. He glared angrily at Carl as if he were looking at his father's killer: "What are you yelling about? Now that you've gotten rid of them, who's going to help us get out of here?!"
Karl hadn't expected the girl to leave so abruptly because of his words, and his expression changed.
His original intention was to scare the little girl into obeying their orders and finding a way to help them out of their predicament. However, to his surprise, the little girl just ran away!
Karl wanted to explain, but before he could speak, his feet suddenly went out of control again. Instead of slowing down in the direction they expected, they accelerated even faster than before.
This is really going to be the death of me.
Their bodies were already on the verge of collapse from running so frantically all night, but now they could only run even more frantically and couldn't stop.
They couldn't control their leg movements, but the pain from the excessive strain on their bodies was multiplied exponentially...
Damn it!
"Yes, it is the person controlling this illusion who is doing bad things to us."
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