Meanwhile, Ki and Han ran out of the room.
The pugnacious girl turned to the mistress. "Lan to?"
"Uh, lan, Moyi." The mistress again handed the girl the big-eyed book.
Purple hands appeared, rested on the floor, the girl quickly rushed to the door.
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The cultivator and the mangaka found themselves in a huge hall in the shape of a hexagon. There was a statue of a three-headed cat nearby. The cultivator moved it to the door. After that, he ran across a triangular carpet the color of spring mud.
"Where to hide?! Where to go?!"
There were two more doors in the hall: Red and Purple.
"God, that door won't hold her back!" Ki, take me somewhere, just away from this crazy witch!"
The cultivator dragged the mangaka through the Red Door. A garden with spotted flowers bloomed behind it.
"Oh, my God!"
"What?! Just don't tell me that they will pull us on the drums here!"
"Ki, don't you dare touch the flower! Just run around them! These are killer flowers!"
The cultivator tensed up.
"In what way…"
A six-winged butterfly landed on one of the spotted flowers, and it suffered a sad fate.
"Urine Orbits! In the name of all living things, what the?! A plant?! How can a plant be a predator?!! Is this even my Ugonia continent?!!!!"
"Ki, ask less questions! Run away!"
"The grass?! The grass here, by any chance, can't eat us with giblets?
"I don't know... be on the alert…"
As he ran, Ki untied Han from the chair. Together, the two raced through the garden with pale faces. Mangaka did not stop praying.
The garden was huge and deserted, no ceilings, no walls. Only sometimes it was possible to see something similar to parquet where the earth was dug out.
"The devil ... the endless ... house? Endless house?!! What the... can't be! Am I really not dreaming?! What if it's all fake? And I'm just lost in a dream?" Han panted, he was getting more and more confused. It was getting harder and harder for him to believe in the reality of what was happening.
"Calm down, lungs and heart. Calm down! Let's think logically, okay? If this is a dream, then I'm safe, no one will kill me. But if this is all real ... death will be real here. What is the optimal strategy? Fight for life! Even if it's a dream, I won't hurt myself if I try not to be killed, right?"
Han shook his head, throwing out unnecessary thoughts.
The cultivator bit his lips.
"Too slow. Get in! Ki took the mangaka on his back and accelerated the pace. The wind howled behind them. No sound except the wind. A snide, mocking, playful wind."
"I heard something..."
"Brother, it was something like a laugh, wasn't it?"
"Here it is…"
The wind became much stronger, and the friends were torn off the ground. The cultivator floundered in the air, managed to catch on a spotted flower.
"Ki!"
"Aaaaahh! It's disgusting-disgusting! That damned predatory flower! He almost bit through my hand! That's a terrible beast.." Ki rambled incoherently.
Once in the air, he clung to Han like a frightened kitten.
"Urine Orbits! Urine Orbits! Stop lifting me up, sadists! Urine Orbits! Damn the height!"
[God, this is just not enough.
"Ki Bai, control yourself! If we both succumb to panic, it will not save us! Ki Bai! Hey, Ki Bai!" but he couldn't get through. "We're screwed…"
Whistling. Dark. Emptiness.
Han and Ki fell to the wooden floor.
"My seat!"
"Ha-ha-ha-ha! The Earth's firmament!" Ki blew a kiss to the wooden floor. After recovering from the shock, the cultivator hurried to look around…
"Aaaaahh!!!!" His shout echoed throughout the maze, drenching the "bizarre" walls.
"What happened… Where... oh... is... " Han became tongue-tied. Mangaka stared at the innumerable dense shelves of mannequins standing hand in hand, making up one "floor". The" floors "were superimposed, this dolls stood on the shoulders of a lower neighbor, "foot on shoulder", forming the walls of a monstrous passage, like the interior of a dead colossus.
Ki had already become hoarse while shouting, and now he just stood with his mouth open.
"God, how many dolls are there?" Han finally ventured to speak. "And how they do not fall, but stand straight. Are they nailed together or are they held together by magic? It's just as crazy, just as beautiful…"
[It's like ... it's like toys stacked on the pedestal of a store, only without boxes, without clothes... and without embellishments... and ... a lot! Many hundreds of times more. If this wall were made of flesh, I would feel horror and disgust. If it was a wall of monsters, I would have fainted from fear. But these are walls made of stacks of faceless, soulless dolls… Although if they had faces, I would soon go crazy... my God, how creepy mannequins and dolls are.]
Han took a couple of steps toward the wall of faceless dolls, but stopped halfway there. [No, it's better not to approach them, who knows what will happen.]
He ran up to Han and grabbed his arm. "A-aren't you afraid?"
"I... it looks weird. Do you think we'll die…" Han was not allowed to finish.
Ki gave mangaka a light slap in the face. "Don't even think about it! We will definitely survive. I got out of not such scrapes!"
Han laughed to himself. [Ki Bai, poor Ki Bai, is very kind and naive. I'm afraid the moment has come when the patronage of the plot has left you. "We will survive." Isn't that the phrase you said to Shi Guan?]
There was a creaking, rusty sound from the wall, as if someone was trying to quietly turn an old handle and sneak inside unnoticed. Han looked in that direction, and met the meager, faceless gaze of the dummy's empty face.
It didn't have a mouth or eyes, but Han could feel the coldness of the thing staring at him.
"R-run-and-im, brother!" Ki carried the mangaka on his back.
The mannequin creaked, jumped out from under the feet of another mannequin and dived to the floor with a loud noise.
The neighbor, left without support, slowly fell on the shoulders of a lower mannequin. Their collision caused the entire passage to creak and shake, marking the beginning of the"game".
The wind rolled in cold waves, frolicked between the dolls. In the distance, behind the turn of the walls, there was a red entity. Gusts of wind caressed her slender, elegant body. One eye of the trinity of others is closed. Two folded hands covered the bust. The third was holding a book, whose eyes were maliciously looking into space.
The lady in red stroked the essence on one of the three legs. The flask-shaped glass head of the entity lit up.
"Hya."
The creature snorted and pulled away.
"Hee-hee-hee! Bihah ku tehohan, yaroi laimih Karu."
The lady giggled into her hand.
"Kipa, ku li-teh kui treegh bish danegih!"
Purple hands were rushing towards the lady essence from afar. The lady laughed, waving at them.
They reached the place where the woman was standing, and immediately disappeared. The girl adjusted the purple bow, looking at the laughing lady with a faint anger.
"Abih Kipa to?"
"Kipa shtorme alaimi. Shtorme alaimi! Hahahahaha!"
Moya shuddered.
"Ih to?"
"Kipa shtorme…"
The mannequins behind him moved, forming a huge arch in the wall. A man came out. Moyi immediately blushed when she saw his pretty face and velvety white hair.
The lady in red giggled merrily. The entity behind her changed her posture to a more sinuous and elegant one, frozen like a statue made of a sparkling ruby.
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The dummy's fist flew at Han's face…