Gazing upon this world, I saw a vast sea of ​​flowers spread out in the endless void. They weren't real flowers, but rather a woven fabric of countless black lines, like a gigantic scroll unfolding before my eyes.

Every flower in the sea of ​​flowers appears delicate and exquisite, yet exudes a strange aura.

However, this sea of ​​flowers is not a vibrant place.

There was no breeze blowing, no warm sunshine shining, and no other bright colors to embellish the world. The whole world seemed to have been drained of its vitality, leaving only black and white.

It was as if all the colors of the world converged on Nangel and Siger. They sat side by side on a small hill, surrounded by only a simple black line, looking particularly lonely.

"Shall we go?"

Nangel asked softly, his eyes fixed on Sige beside him. He felt that Sige's changes were becoming more and more obvious. All the exposed skin seemed to blend into the pure white background, making it almost difficult to distinguish between them.

Siger raised his head slightly, staring into the distance with empty eyes, and did not answer Nanger's question.

After a moment's silence, Sige slowly spoke, "If you don't leave, I suddenly remembered our childhood. Back then, we said we would go into the forest together and have adventures together. Remember?"

Nanger was shocked. Of course, he didn't remember these past events. For him, his impression of Sige only stayed when he was fifteen or sixteen years old.

One night, he fell asleep and woke up suddenly to find a stranger lying on the side of his bed. Nangel did not wake him up, but just watched him fall asleep quietly.

When the morning sun filled the room, Si Ge finally woke up. Nan Ge smiled and said to him: "Hello, my name is Nan Ge, do you know me? Can we be friends?"

His eyes turned red the moment he saw him.

He still remembered everyone, but he had no impression of the person in front of him.

Perhaps from that moment on, they became best friends; but perhaps they had already been best friends a long time ago. Perhaps it was fate that allowed them to meet and know each other again in each other's lives.

However, at this moment, Nangel was unaware of the childhood agreement between them. Although he felt that Sige looked familiar when he first saw him, Sige had never mentioned their past in his memory.

When Sig suddenly mentioned this memory, Nangel's heart suddenly jumped, as if it was about to jump out of his chest. He didn't understand why he felt this way, but he knew that his heartbeat became chaotic.

Sige didn't continue speaking. After a moment of silence, he looked at Nanger in confusion.

Nangel took a deep breath and tried to calm himself. He noticed something had changed about Siger—his pupils had become six times smaller, and the whites of his eyes had turned black. This strange sight gave him a chill.

At this moment, Sige seemed unaware of his own abnormality and remained as calm as ever. Nanger slowly stood up and took two cautious steps forward.

The mechanical doll behind him opened its eyes wide and stared at the mutated Siger, with an indescribable complex emotion in its eyes.

"Let's go!"

Nanger didn't look back and strode towards the castle.

Si Ge was a little confused. He didn't know why he left suddenly. Weren't they friends? So he strode after him.

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"What's going on? Ah..."

As Ma Tuan walked, he wanted to take a break. He thought Nan Song and Bai Di must be tired too, but they were just too embarrassed to say it.

As for Blore, he must be straightforward and not tired.

"I feel that the stone that Sister Mu Yunchu gave me is a little hot."

After listening to what Ma Tuan said, Blore simply stopped and took out the stone. "Specifically."

Bai Di threw out two words coldly, his tone was cold and serious, as if with a hint of impatience and displeasure.

He felt that this mission did not seem to be going smoothly. He went out without checking the almanac. Perhaps it was because too much mental energy was drained, coupled with the long journey, that made him feel a little dizzy.

"Oh, just now when I was walking, I couldn't see my surroundings, so my senses were stronger. Also, I noticed it was a little hot. Could you take a look at it for me?"

As Broll spoke, he handed the stone to them. However, in this pitch-black environment, what they could see was very limited.

"It's pitch black, how much can we see clearly?" After taking the stone, Ma Tuan observed it carefully, but finally shook his head, indicating that he was not sure.

Then, Ma Tuan handed the stone to Nan Song. Nan Song took the stone and felt the warmth of its surface. She frowned in confusion, wondering what this phenomenon meant.

At this moment, Nansong noticed that a tiny crack suddenly appeared on the surface of the stone, and some liquid flowed out of it.

"What the hell?" Nan Song exclaimed in surprise, then quickly took out a cup and put the stone in it.

"Don't talk nonsense, our ghost brother is on my back."

Ma Tuan heard Nansong's cry and responded jokingly. In fact, he didn't see what happened clearly, he just made a joke.

"Don't talk nonsense."

Nansong glared at him again, even though he probably couldn't see it.

"Honestly, I suddenly feel a little bad, no kidding."

Ma Tuan suddenly became serious again and pointed to the cave wall next to him.

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