Mystery: Paradox Path

"This is really interesting, um, how can I say it, I really want to see the little dirty movie that Triss wants to reject and welcome!" Find out her current state.

Although the XP system reacted, and the Evil Taste system followed with a referendum, Snow's rationality still completed a veto.

Triss's witch potion should have been digested almost. As long as she is given the formula, she will soon become the combat power of Sequence Six. Even if the witch's functionality is not considered, in terms of combat power alone, her existence is sufficient. precious.

If she is allowed to be [hmm~] now, her previous investment will probably be completely lost.

Without hesitation, Snow immediately used the source substance to strengthen the consciousness projection ability of Pavlov's Dog (similar to Ke Zong's paper angel). Liz's body.

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Triss, who had just finished her prayers, waited quietly, and then slowly turned from hope to despair. Although it was only a short period of time, she began to worry about whether the great existence would respond to her.

And, even if you do respond, what can you do?

Grant yourself great power?

Or send a demigod directly to help you get out of trouble?

Although she didn't really want to belittle herself, Triss knew very well that she didn't have that kind of value.

However, just as he was entangled and hesitant, waiting for the final judgment, her body suddenly moved.

"The **** is lifted?" Triss was overjoyed, but the next moment she realized something was wrong.

The feeling of being bound by the spider silk still exists, but her body seems to ignore this restraint and move spontaneously, as if... what power is controlling her body?

"This is... the power of that great being?" Feeling the madness of her own spirituality, but constantly injecting new spirituality into her body, under the action of some kind of extraordinary power that she could not understand, she Her body gradually disappeared, and then the spider silks that bound her slipped down from her body.

No, it didn't slip, but passed through. When Triss left the position where she was bound, those spider silks were still suspended in mid-air, as if, still bound, she was invisible.

"Wait, why can I see those spider silks?"

Triss had such a question in her heart, but she was quickly dismissed by herself. After all, there is a great being descending on her now, and it seems that there is nothing strange about seeing spider silk.

Just when Triss was thinking about her thoughts, her body moved again, and the hem of the delicate evening dress was easily torn by her, leaving only the length that just blocked her private parts to avoid affecting her movement.

Once again, her spirituality was lost in large quantities. Triss inexplicably remembered the cistern problem mentioned in the mathematics textbook compiled by Emperor Roselle. She felt that she was like that poor pond, with water constantly flowing out. , and water keeps coming in.

These outflowing spirituality acted in a way that Triss couldn't understand, forming an extraordinary ability that she did not understand the specific function, and then Triss's body suddenly moved.

After gaining that special vision, Triss could clearly see the dense cobwebs in the room. She had no doubt that as long as she touched one, Mrs. Sharon would immediately react.

But her body movement is quite decisive, one by one gymnastics-like movements are displayed by her body, big jumps, splits, and turns in the air, even if Triss has experienced the assassin stage, her joints are soft and strong, Completing this series of difficult movements without any warm-up made her feel sore all over her body.

Triss felt that the existence attached to her seemed to treat her body as a toy that was not easy to break. It was obvious that some places could be passed more securely, but she had to assume various extreme poses.

Fortunately, this bedroom was not too big after all. After less than a minute of restricted gymnastics, Triss, who had gone through the splits a dozen times, finally came to the window.

"How do I get out next?" Triss looked at the spider silk spreading out from the window and gave up thinking. In short, it must be a very exaggerated...

"Eh?"

Before Triss thought of it, her body suddenly took two steps to the left, and then gently pushed against the wall.

It was obviously a solid wall, but at this moment it was like a phantom, and in the blink of an eye, Triss felt the space under her feet.

"Can you move?" Triss stared blankly at her body falling, but she didn't react for a while. Fortunately, the height of a mere two-story building was not a problem for the assassin's body at all, even if Triss was covered in Soft and sour, and easily completed a silent landing.

Triss wanted to complain~www.wuxiamtl.com~ but was worried about angering that great being, so she had to use her abilities to hide her figure and start to leave the mansion at full speed.

The backhand that Mrs. Sharon left behind on her body has disappeared at this time, and replaced by a word that appeared in her mind——

"Backlund."

"Do you want me to go to Backlund next?" Triss's round face showed a bit of bitterness, but she knew that she had no choice.

Although the power that controlled her body had faded away, she could clearly feel that there was still a faint consciousness in her consciousness. Although the other party didn't give any instructions, it existed there.

Triss didn't even dare to test it, because even if it could be easily removed, how could she escape, who has been concerned by the hidden existence?

Since he chose to pray for his masculine dignity, then he can only go all the way.

Fortunately, this great existence seems to be peaceful?

At least she didn't turn into a lunatic like those unlucky people who prayed to the evil **** in the legend.

Although there is only one tattered evening dress on the whole body that will wear off with a slight movement, but for a former assassin, having no money in his pocket and taking a train is not contradictory. Knowing that Tingen can't stay for a long time, she quickly takes it. Get on the train and head towards the legendary capital of all capitals, all the way forward.

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"My dear, it's really tiring to play the fully immersive Assassin's Creed!" Snow, who had regained most of his consciousness, wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead with a happy look on his face.

Reaching out his hand and pouring warm milk into his mouth, Snow prayed to Mr. Fool before going to bed as usual, and then fell asleep like a baby...