Chapter 566: Chapter 519 Dream Realm_2
Tang Qi this ti, did not imdiately follow but stood a few ters away, his gaze focused intensely.
Ghost light, leaping out.
“The entrance to the ‘Rabbit Hole’ Secret Realm leads to a marvelous world…”
“To enter, one must first pass the judgnt.”
Two pieces of information made a guess flash through Tang Qi’s eyes.
After pondering for a mont and seeing that the team was about to move, Tang Qi joined them.
Naturally, he was at the very end of the team.
“Sigh”
Almost instantaneously, as Tang Qi stood behind the Red Cloak, an indescribable aura surged from all directions; it was a bizarre “Pollution”, and Tang Qi instantly judged that after being polluted, neither the soul nor the thoughts would change.
But the body would beco sluggish and stiff, like a doll.
However, it still possessed “autonomy.”
“Resisting this pollution would result in being kicked out, or even attacked.”
Just as this thought rose in Tang Qi’s mind, he saw images he had never seen before.
Surrounding the team, the previously empty area suddenly filled with soldiers wearing classical, rigid outfits with long swords at their sides and exaggerated red hats, their bodies flat and rigid.
At this mont, these soldiers were collectively staring at Tang Qi.
So of them had already begun to slowly draw the long swords from their sides, releasing a cold killing intent.
As his guess was confird, Tang Qi calmly locked eyes with the rigid soldiers while he let down his guard and allowed the eerie pollution to envelop him.
In an instant, Tang Qi could feel himself changing.
Looking down at his own body, his flesh, which should have been full of vitality, had indeed turned into that of a doll, and a special Information Fragnt erged.
“Rule-ford body, has passed the judgnt…”
Digesting the fragnt, Tang Qi slowly raised his head and seriously observed the others, besides the Red Cloak.
Although everyone’s bodies were polluted, their Origin aura wouldn’t change much.
“Transcendents, at least more than half of them.”
Tang Qi affird in his heart.
Suddenly recalling what Konomo had said before his death, this bizarre world, besides accidentally entrapped ordinary people, also had many adventurers, Transcendents who often sought entrances for so nihility Treasures.
Clearly, most of the people queuing with him were here with this purpose.
Unfortunately, due to the rule formation, Tang Qi couldn’t directly discern the Professions and origins of these Transcendents, and could only make sowhat unreliable guesses based on their attire and weapons.
“Could there be Treasures at the other end of that Rabbit Hole?”
“The ‘companion’ who the Red Cloak thinks can judge whether I’m lying is also in there.”
“Hmm?”
As he was pondering, a slight disturbance suddenly arose at the front of the line.
Under Tang Qi’s “odd” gaze, inside the Rabbit Hole, a “elevator”-like weird figure slowly ascended from below, dressed in the rough linen only worn by servants, and wearing a loose hood.
But that hood couldn’t completely hide its head.
This was a rat, huge, ugly, as if flattened by a Mouse Trap.
It stood upright, its flesh-colored tail peeking out from behind the linen clothes, sweeping across the ground.
In Tang Qi’s eyes, the ghost light converged, and a unique image was instantly ford.
“Extraordinary Creatures: Rat Servant, the Guardian of the Rabbit Hole, it will decide who is qualified to enter the Secret Realm.”
As he browsed through the fragnt, the Rat Servant had already reached the front of the team.
The first in line was a plump middle-aged Caucasian man, dressed in robes similar to a Judge’s, usually stern and dignified, his face now blank but his turning eyes full of undeniable greed, creating a comical contrast.
Because the Rat Servant’s head was flat, it could only use one eye to look at the middle-aged man.
With an equally flat mouth, it chanically articulated: “What is your na?”
The voice carried a peculiar pause and rhythm, very surreal.
The middle-aged Caucasian man replied with the sa rhythmic pause, but with a voice tinged with urgency and expectation, “My na is Anthony, I am a Judge, please allow to enter the Dream World where I shall express my utmost respect to the King and the great Queen.”
“Hehehe…”
This response elicited a sharp, and increasingly eerie laughter from the Rat Servant.
At this mont, Tang Qi saw that positioned before him, the Red Cloak, also ‘Rule Ford’, curled his lips into a mocking smile due to the Judge’s reply.
The Rat Servant did not say more, but with one eye, gave the Judge a sinister glance.
Then, it reached under its burlap robe groping around for a mont.
When it took its hands out, in each hand it held a bottle of liquid encapsulated in an “Ink Bottle”, one blue, the other red.
It was clear that the Judge had to make a choice.
As he hesitated in doubt, suddenly, the sound of “tick-tock, tick-tock” filled the air,
As if counting down like a clock.
During these pressing sounds, the rigid, stiff face of the Caucasian Judge began to bead with sweat, his breathing turning rapid, and he finally snatched the red ink from the Rat Servant’s right hand and twisted open the cap.
Under everyone’s gaze, he gulped down the ink.
A sudden slight noise ca, and the Judge who drank all the ink, his already stiff body beca even stiffer, even rigid, a strange “ashy white” color climbed up, instantly overtaking his entire body.
Thump!
The Judge fell down, like a “plaster model” would crumble when toppled.
The bottle containing the red ink rolled down, gathering a drop of deep red ink on the lip, ready to fall.
Bracing himself, information fragnts that seed horrifying surfaced in Tang Qi’s eyes.
[Curios: Plaster Secret dicine.]
[Quality: Excellent.]
[Information Fragnt One: This is a secret dicine originating from a Special Secret Realm, containing a single effect, turning the body of the one who drinks it into plaster.]
[Information Fragnt Two: This process is reversible, with a corresponding antidote, provided the body remains intact.]
…
Tang Qi, whose pupils had Rule Ford, slightly narrowed, a strong urge to flip the table arising.
He was confident that if he drank the “Plaster Secret dicine,” with the strength of the Molten Magic, perhaps he could be exempted from the dicine’s effect.
But doing so would be no different from flipping the table.
Just as Tang Qi was about to act on this impulse, suddenly, he saw the Red Cloak standing in front of him slightly shaking his head, passing a hint over.
“Keep watching!”
With this hint, Tang Qi suppressed his thoughts.
But then, the Rat Servant approached the second person.
This was a woman, strong as a cheetah, even clad in a half-suit of armor, a long sword hanging by her waist, her body too had been Rule Ford, turning rigid and information fragnts exceptionally blurry.
Yet identify what was unnecessary, Tang Qi could tell, this was a Transcendent.
A similar dialogue unfolded between the Rat Servant and her.
But unlike the Judge, this female adventurer, called “Sandra,” replied:
“My na is Sandra, I co from a distant land, to catch a glimpse of the Fairy whom I greatly admire and worship!”
Her distinct reply earned her a preferential treatnt.
The Rat Servant, with its flattened head, laughed heartily forwards and backwards, then very cheerfully pulled out a black ink from its bosom, handing it over to the female adventurer.
That eerily paused voice ca again.
“Drink it, you have been granted entry into the great Fairy’s… Dream World.”
When that person nad Sandra looked up and drank the black ink,
Behind her, nearly everyone’s eyes sparkled with surprise.
Ah, except for the Red Cloak, whose lips curled into an even more distinct mocking smile.
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