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I woke up suddenly, but it was a completely unfamiliar world.

"These hands"

Brother An was stunned when he looked at his hands.

After a moment of stammering, he was extremely panicked and rolled out of bed, stumbled to a corner of the dormitory, where a mirror stood.

This mirror is more than one person tall, and it seems to be standing here deliberately, with extremely complex and mysterious patterns on it. Just a slight look makes people feel dizzy and unconsciously numb.

The most important thing is that in the upper half of this mirror, it seems that unknown red dye is used to outline the dense red eyes, large and small, and look unusually creepy.

Even just a glance is chilling.

However, Ango didn't care about this at all. He stood beside the strange mirror and showed an extremely confused look.

"Wu Hao"

"Ango Tirast"

"Who am I?"

"It hurts so much if it doesn't hurt"

An Ge suddenly hugged his head, and all kinds of bizarre and dreamlike scenes were quickly broken and reorganized.

At this moment, he seemed to hear all kinds of strange sounds.

It's like whispering in my own ear.

It seems to be a whisper inexplicable way.

The sound is very noisy, chaotic, and unsystematic.

At the same time, the pain that originated from the torn inside the soul was like a body being peeled alive, with extremely sharp fingers that were inserted little by little along the temple, stirring constantly, stirring

pain!

pain!

pain!

I don't know how to describe that kind of terrifying pain in words.

Hiss ~ Hiss ~

The severe pain made Ango keep wailing in pain. But the wailing just reached the edge of his throat, but he could not be released loudly no matter what.

It was like being pressed by an outsider to hold his throat tightly, and he could only whimper in pain. Even his body lost control for a moment.

In the end, the severe pain made An Ge's eyes dark and he fainted again.

However, even though he fainted, his body was still twitching and rotating unconsciously. In the strange mirror as tall as an adult man, a dark mist suddenly appeared, and then one eye after another appeared.

These eyes looked at An Ge who was lying on the ground with vicious eyes. The black air slowly dissipated, and a figure that looked like An Ge appeared in the mirror.

"The chess piece has awakened and he has carried over the King of Light. It seems that our plan can be done in the seventh second."

"Don't stop, their eyes are always on the world."

"No hurry, no hurry"

A low whisper slowly appeared around, and gusts of cold wind surrounded the small dormitory, causing the temperature inside the dormitory to drop rapidly.

After a long time, the cold wind disappeared, and even the strange phenomena in the mirror had passed away.

I don’t know how long it took, about one minute or one hour.

When another ray of sun shone on Ango's eyes along the gaps in the curtains, the guy woke up again.

Wow~

Covering my head, the headache was much weaker and I could bear it.

Brother An shook his head fiercely, as if he wanted to expel the pain.

After a while, the dizziness subsided first.

It no longer affects his thinking.

Ango glanced around. His gaze was very blurry at this moment, and for some reason he had layers of scarlet red. Wherever his eyes were, were the strange mirror that caused him a headache, and the extremely strange patterns on the floor under the mirror, like evil sacrifices.

After these, there are huge patterns engraved on the wall. Among these patterns are huge clocks, twelve pairs of wings, vague angels, and huge white light balls, which seem to be the sun?

What are these?

Strange and weird.

"Wu Hao"

"Ango Tirast"

Ango repeated these two names again, and subconsciously scanned the outside world through the gaps in the curtains.

The towering giant trees, endless high mountains, and the huge scorching sun slowly rising in the sky, completely different from the sun in my own perception.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but he actually felt that there seemed to be a huge angel in the huge scorching sun.

What is even more terrifying is that at the end of the endless distant sky, a strange moon, half silver and half red, has not yet completely descended.

No, to be right, it hung there and never landed.

On the other side of the sky, the huge red and white and deep black suns also fell half of the earth, and half still hung high in the sky.

"The scorching sun? The black sun? The bloody moon"

"this"

"Has Wu Hao Ango Tirast really traveled through time?"

If it weren't for all this, and the amazing pain that had not completely dissipated, he would have suspected that he was dreaming.

At this moment, the bizarre fragments appeared again, but this time, there was no pain. These scenes flashed through his mind, and then there were corresponding information flowing into his mind.

Ango Tirast, a member of the new generation of the Eastern Continent, the main city of China's humanity, the main city of the coastal city, and the dream city number 098.

My father is also a new generation in Dream City. He seems to be a hunter, but he has died in his field work two years ago.

My mother is still alive and is a believer of the so-called God of Light. She has two sisters, the eldest sister is in the seminary, and just like her mother, she is also a believer of the God of Light.

The little sister is still in enlightenment education, just a little Douding who is less than ten years old.

He himself was admitted to Fantasy City Academy by relying on his fairly reasonable grades, and was a new student who could not be in the new and new student this year.

The family conditions are quite average, and Brother An himself is fine because he has to support his two sisters to go to school, especially the eldest sister, so the cost of seminary is very high.

Ango scored almost the best score in cultural knowledge in Fantasy City Academy, but his qualification was only 76 points. For the sake of cultural knowledge, he was specially recruited.

He has been in the academy for a month and is about to participate in the academy detection operation on July 7th. It is said that this day is also the best day to activate his own qualifications.

He is looking forward to today's process and has been preparing for it for a long time.

But I was still very nervous. Although I missed this time and had other opportunities to activate my own qualifications, the seventh day of the Chinese lunar calendar is the most recognized by the world as the most easiest to activate qualifications, that is, the day when I started golden books, and it is also the day when I was the easiest to foil my qualifications. Ango's qualifications are not good, but he also yearned for a top-quality seed of cultivation.

So, this guy got a secret sacrificial text from somewhere last night and started sacrificing it in a daze.

There is nothing wrong with this, as long as it is not really fixed in the sacrificial pattern, there will generally be no problems.

But now~

"This guy is dead!"

"I died in the process of sacrifice."

"But I came here strangely!"

"What the hell is going on?"

An Ge opened his mouth slightly, feeling more and more incredible in his heart.

His name should be Wu Hao. He was originally a very ordinary otaku in Huaxia County, Earth. He was playing games at home, but for some reason, he seemed to see a golden light. When he woke up, he arrived here.

The very strange experience was almost so strange that it made him feel incredible.

"Can the strange sacrificial summoning pattern correspond to yourself?"

"Ange summoned himself and then occupied the magpie's nest himself, so this guy died and came back to life?"

"This won't be possible"

Wu Hao, now An Ge frowned, but did not express his doubts.

Because he always feels that the death of this body is a bit abnormal.

"It seems that when Ango died, he saw some strange things, eyes, black fog, and inexplicable murmurs and other eyes, mirrors?"

Brother An was stunned, then suddenly looked at the mirror not far away. The bloody eye pattern on the mirror that he had just ignored appeared in front of him.

"Hiss~"

An Ge took a breath of cold air, and the ponytail bones were numb.

Among the last fragment of the scene that flashed through his mind, Ange, after the sacrifice, was as if he was caught in an evil spirit, and used a knife to cut his hands and ten fingers, and frantically drew these eyes on the mirror.
To be continued...