Chapter 768: Poison of the Human Heart

And on the other side, in the live broadcast room outside.

The melon-eating masses were very excited to see that scene before.

"Hahaha, laughing to death, the relationship between these little sisters is really complicated."

"The eldest miss is really a sinful woman."

"Laughing to death, who can not love such a genius? Hmm, young and talented, strong strength, high status. If I were a few hundred years younger, I would also be fascinated by her."

"Why be a few hundred years younger? I can be fascinated now, okay."

"Oh oh oh, fight, fight, I like watching women fight the most."

"Speaking of which, this world has something. If I'm not mistaken, this is directly reading the fear in the hearts of these few. No wonder it's called Fear Lotto." Various barrages began to carnival again.

And at this time, seeing that the warm-up performance had arrived, the phantom thief miss's voice sounded in the live broadcast room again.

"How about it? Sisters, my reality show is not bad, right? Is it very exciting?"

"These few are all young ladies from top wealthy families. On weekdays, everyone present would have to be careful and smile when seeing them, or even hide far away to watch. But now, they are just playthings that everyone can intimidate at will."

"Then let me announce the rules of this reality show. The world they are in now is a special world that can quickly manifest fear into Spirit Realm creatures. And you can release your fear to your heart's content, replicating and applying the fear that is hard to say in your hearts to these few. If any audience's fear can scare them, then she will get a mysterious small prize I personally send out."

Her voice was full of incitement and bewitchment, as if someone was holding a chicken feather to tease your heart, only making people itch.

And the audience in the live broadcast room really ate this set.

After all, among these many audiences, true successful people are very rare. Where do those big shots who have careers to be busy have time to brush live broadcasts here?

Although it is a bit excessive to say so, those who can eat melons and watch shows here are basically ordinary people in the Witch World. They don't have outstanding appearance, don't have excessive talent, and don't have superior family background. This life can basically be seen to the end at a glance.

Unless you are lucky enough to encounter some opportunities, otherwise, most of them may find it difficult to touch the threshold of a big witch in their lifetime, and can only open a new account with unwillingness and reluctance when the thousand-year limit arrives.

Although everyone says they don't struggle, it makes no sense, just lie flat, but in fact, how many of them are sincerely wanting to be so self-deprecating?

It's not that I want to choose this, it's just that reality leaves me no choice.

This is the voice of most people.

Moreover, if you only act as an ordinary person with no knowledge in your life, it's fine. After all, everyone around you is similar to you, everyone is the same, so it doesn't matter.

But the existence of the magic web makes everyone know too much and see too much.

For example, these few young people in the screen who are only ten or twenty years old are almost all big witches. The dreams that you may not be able to reach in a lifetime are just the starting line that these rich children can easily cross.

Is such a world too unfair? Why is this?

Although the reason of adults tells them that their thoughts are not right and they have committed the original sin of jealousy, not everyone is a sage who can absolutely rationally control their heart.

If I have their excellent talent, I have their superior background, I have...

Hmm, if we swap roles, I will definitely be better than them. If they live my life, they will definitely not be better than me.

Most people always think about such thoughts.

Of course, in reality, they might just complain and tease a few words in their hearts, and will not really be stupid enough to show such ugly jealousy, but now this is on the internet, so...

They have to think about whether this will be the only opportunity in their lives to let these high-above young ladies experience their bitterness.

Hehe, what kind of young lady, I want to see if you can continue to maintain your ridiculous and hypocritical elegance and calmness when you face the pressure and fear we bear.

Moreover, even if it is not for this ugly jealousy, just the promise of the phantom thief miss's reward is enough to make people float. After all, everyone now knows that this phantom thief miss is a real top big shot, and whatever such a big shot leaks is a heaven-sent opportunity for these ordinary people, enough to make the originally ordinary self no longer ordinary.

Therefore, in an instant, huge various fear powers began to flow and transport along the magic web, and then flowed into the Fear World along the window of this live broadcast room.

And the culprit of all this, the tall figure sitting in the Scream House looking at the world ball in her hand, nodded with satisfaction, the corners of her mouth slightly hooked.

She sat on the soft sofa, her long, round, straight, perfect legs crossed.

She just quietly looked at the earthy witch in the world ball who was slightly frowning and a bit distressed, and then thought happily in her heart.

"Teacher, oh teacher, don't hide it. Your excellence is destined not to be hidden. Why don't you let me help you a little bit?"

Although considering that she might be beaten by the teacher afterwards, Ati expressed that it was not a big problem. Anyway, the teacher hadn't beaten her for a long time, and she was really a bit itchy.

Forget it, anyway, she just wants to announce the excellence of her teacher to the world. Her teacher, Ati's teacher, should be the most brilliant existence in this whole world, the sun that suppresses the world and makes all stars dim. And on the other side, in the Haunted House World.

Dorothy looked up at the starry sky that suddenly became cloudy and pitch black.

"Damn, what kind of ghost is this? Why is there such terrifying negative energy suddenly? Who can hold this?"

Dorothy couldn't help but scold Miss Baalzebub's lack of martial virtue in her heart.

Behind her, the Buddha light that had illuminated all things and was enough to illuminate the entire snowfield just now was compressed smaller and smaller by the huge negative energy, eventually looking like a candle in the dark night, swaying in the wind, as if it could be extinguished at any time.

"Senior, I can't hold on, it's your turn to go up."

Dorothy looked up at the Hat Senior on her head and said so.

Although the Bodhisattva state and the Heart Oath are her passive skills, protecting herself is cost-free, but in this form of Buddha light shining on all things, it requires mana consumption. And her already insufficient mana is now even more miserable, less than one-tenth, because of the suppression of this Haunted House World.

This is really unable to hold on, urgently needing the support of a power bank.

"Even if you can't hold on, you have to hold on, Qian Bao. I wanted to support you before, okay, but damn it, I was unplugged. I know who is calculating us, it's the De..."

Senior Fanny on her head also seemed to be unable to protect herself. She just wanted to shout a reminder to her master, but before she finished speaking, she could only woo woo ah ah, as if her mouth had been blocked by tentacles, unable to speak.

"Damn..."

And seeing that this useless Senior dropped the chain again at a critical moment, Dorothy was also tired, but what else could she do? She just extended a middle finger to the sky at the very last moment, showing her last stubbornness.

"No matter who you are, just wait for me, I will be back."

In the last second before the Buddha light was swallowed by the darkness, Dorothy could only say so.

And then, in this darkness, the entire Haunted House World began to break into pieces and then reorganize.

No, or rather, perhaps this is the true appearance of this world. I don't know how long it passed. When Dorothy opened her eyes again, she found herself in a dirty and dilapidated room.

This room was really dilapidated. There was nothing intact within sight, and even when lightning flashed outside the house, she saw a pile of holes above the roof through the lightning.

"Damn, it's over, have to fix the roof first."

The thunder has come, can the heavy rain be far behind?

Dorothy didn't want to become a drowned chicken, so she subconsciously waved her hand, wanting to use a repair spell to fill the damaged roof.

But what made her dumbfounded was that she suddenly found that there was no mana in her body, and the incantations that were as natural as breathing in the past didn't get any response at this time.

Such a change made her frown.

"Did I become a mortal?"

She looked down at her hands, but found that these were not the hands she was familiar with, but a pair of young but scarred and dirty little hands.

This should be the hands of a little girl.

Dorothy hurriedly looked down at herself, and then immediately found that this was indeed not her body. After all, she wouldn't see her feet directly when she looked down.

Hmm, that was a pair of feet that were also scarred and dirty.

"Ho, I haven't experienced such an open perspective for a long time. Still quite nostalgic."

Dorothy thought to herself.

Although she lost her power at this time and became a mortal again, and even a weak and pitiful little girl, she was not very panicked. After all, the problem was big, and panic was useless.

"Hmm, first exclude the possibility of crossing again. Good sister will definitely not allow me to cross again, so there is only one possibility. This should be the real haunted house adventure."

She thought so in her heart.

After losing mana and magic, she had to move her little brain again after a long time.

But now is not the time to think too much. Still have to fix the roof first. Otherwise, with this small body, if she gets rained on again, she might just get sick in bed. Looking at this family environment, it doesn't look like a family that can afford medical expenses.

Fortunately, Dorothy is not the kind of person who becomes a waste after leaving magic. She is not the first time to be a mortal; she is very familiar with this.

At the moment, Dorothy scanned the surroundings, and then found some dilapidated wooden boards and a rusty axe in the dilapidated house.

"Hmm, make do with it."

Her small body swung the axe a few times, and then nodded.

Then she swung the axe and laboriously assembled a few wooden boards into a simple ladder, then nimbly climbed up the ladder and quickly repaired the roof.

Although it was not perfectly repaired in a hurry, it was quite ugly, and it was only changed from a big leak to a small leak, but this was enough. At least it shouldn't become a drowned chicken.

And Dorothy, who felt that this small body had been hollowed out by this simple work, while panting, began to search for things in the house again.

Since it is a game like an escape room haunted house, there must be some data clues near this spawn point. To successfully clear the haunted house, those data clues are indispensable.

It's just that there are really very few useful things in this dilapidated house. Dorothy searched for a long time, and finally only found a letter in the drawer of the dilapidated desk.

That was a letter that was out of place with this dilapidated house, looking very high-end.

Dorothy thought about it, picked up the letter in the drawer, opened the envelope, and read a few times.

"Dad drank a lot of wine today, and Mom lost money gambling again. The two of them had a big fight again, and then beat me together, blaming me for not selling the matches today."

"It hurts so much, bleeding a lot again, but this time it seems I don't have to worry about how to find ink."

"And it doesn't matter. I know that Dad and Mom actually still love me. They are just sick, just like what Father said. There are demons occupying their bodies. Maybe I should find a way to help them exorcise demons."

"I have to find an axe first, then find some matches and firewood. Everyone in the church exorcises demons like this."

Looking at the ugly words on the letter that were crooked like a dung beetle crawling, Dorothy struggled to identify them.

This is a blood letter, and the words on it are all written in blood.

But compared to this, the content of the letter is really terrifying.

No, whose exorcism uses an axe and matches? Is it so hardcore?

Dorothy thought speechlessly in her heart.

Then she looked down at the rusty axe in her hand, looked at the roof she had just used to fix the house, and finally aimed at the half box of matches next to the letter...

Ah, this...

No way.

And just when Dorothy had a bad premonition in her heart, the movement from outside the house came. First, a strong stench hit, and then a fat figure with a pig head pushed the door and entered.

Then, a woman with a snake head and scorpion tail also walked in.

After the two entered the house, four eyes looked at Dorothy, and then reached out to her.

"Where is my wine money?"

"Have the matches been sold today?"

The pig-headed man and the snake-scorpion woman asked so.

And their ferocious and terrifying figures were also gradually approaching, and the shadows they cast completely covered Dorothy, who was in the body of a little girl at this time.

This is really too terrifying, too scary. Who can bear this stimulation as a child?

Dorothy silently gripped the axe in her hand.

Dorothy is shivering. ===== CHAPTER 769 =====