Wizards Under Cthulhu

There were black mouths all around, and the sky and the earth in the eyes of the two of them turned into a vast expanse of whiteness.

　　 The white disappeared, and the workshop resumed its former busy appearance.

　　 Every worker is busy with the things in his hands, as if the scene just now was an illusion.

　　 "What happened?" Norman looked at Wingon.

　　 "I don't know, they opened their mouths just now... Hey, Norman, what's the matter with you?" Halfway through the conversation, Wingon found that Norman's mouth was slightly open, and his face was full of shock.

　　 "What's the matter with you, your spirit sea is full of white fluff, as if the spirit sea is moldy! Huh? It's disgusting!" In her mind, Miranda screamed, her tone full of disgust.

　　 The moldy spirit sea?

　　 Just now, they suffered a wave of mental attacks!

　　 "We have endured a wave of mental attacks! The Spirit Sea is polluted." Norman immediately explained like Wingorn.

　　 While speaking, Norman had already taken out a bottle of witch medicine and swallowed it.

　　 Fire blue potion can remove a certain amount of mental pollution.

　　 The potion quickly took effect in the body, and Miranda's voice appeared: "One more bottle, one bottle is not enough."

　　 Norman had to take another bottle.

　　 Watching Norman's movements, Wingon also became nervous.

　　 But instead of taking the medicine, he crossed his hands on his chest, and his ten fingers collided and interlaced each other, making a complicated mudra.

　　 There is a curse in his mouth.

　　 Several black vines stick out from his clothes, thick and thin like hair.

　　 They crawled into Wingon's eyes, ears, nose, and nose.

　　 This scene was strange and frightening, and Norman looked at it for a while.

　　 He was quite sure that there was absolutely no such operation in the witchcraft tricks of the chaotic world. As for the main world, witchcraft tricks and witchcraft were as vast as the stars, he didn't know.

　　 Within dozens of seconds, the vines slowly withdrew from the inside.

　　 The vines are covered with white fluff, which looks like moldy.

　　 Unexpectedly, the attack here is so weird, it is completely aimed at the spirit sea.

　　 The noisy machine noises around seemed to mock their ignorance and fearlessness.

　　 Wen Gohen's face turned pale, his eyes gleamed with danger.

　　 "Don't do it, wait for the news from Pauline and Fat Orange." Norman saw that he wanted to do it.

　　Although Norman is not afraid of doing it, after all, Pauline, Fat Orange, and Wingon are all wizard-level combat effectiveness.

　　 But their main purpose is not to fight.

　　 The hidden workshop hasn't been discovered yet. Norman doesn't want to act rashly if he is not a last resort.

　　 Wen Geun nodded when he heard the words.

　　 Even with this experience, the two of them still slowed down their movements.

　　 The workshop director’s broadcast did not appear again. Norman suspected that he had seen the movements of the two and stopped talking when he saw it through.

　　 What surprised Norman was that ten hours later, when the bell rang when the work was done, there was still no news of Pauline and Fat Orange.

　　 But he can perceive that they are not dangerous.

　　 All the machines in the workshop stopped, and the surrounding area immediately became extremely quiet.

　　 Everyone stood blankly, like puppets, without any expressions.

　　 The two glanced at each other, but did not move rashly.

　　 After waiting ten minutes, the workshop door slowly opened.

　　 Everyone moved toward the gate in a neat and tidy manner.

　　 Their movements are extremely light, and there is no sound.

　　 The two were sandwiched between them, looking around, looking for the fat orange.

　　 It is a cat, it shouldn't be out of the workshop.

　　 As he approached the door, Norman finally saw the fat orange.

　　 It is squatting in a corner, looking at every pedestrian.

　　 A pair of golden cat eyes stared big, it depends on one's own sake.

　　 Norman thought that Fat Orange was waiting for him, but soon, Norman saw Fat Orange rushing out of the workshop.

It also smiled at Norman.

　　 Norman was curious, and took Wingorn to quicken his pace.

　　 At this time, the factory was full of expressionless people, and only a few dozen people had vivid expressions.

　　 Those should be apprentices who came in to explore.

　　 A group of people walked towards the innermost part of the factory.

　　 Norman hopes so. He can see where the workshop is.

　　 It's just a pity that he didn't see any workshop numbered cn8916.

　　 With some doubts in his mind, he glanced at Wingon.

　　 Wingosn was rather calm, just looking around slightly.

　　 Finally, they came to the cafeteria, a hall where you could not see at a glance.

　　 Rows of tables are neatly laid out, and a person sits in an upright posture, sitting intently.

　　 "It's dinner!" After ten minutes, a voice rang.

　　 The expressionless people suddenly became agile and lively, and they began to chat and laugh with their neighbors.

　　 This weird scene makes people uncomfortable.

　　 It was like, as if they were all wounded.

　　 The clockwork has been tightened, and only when they are relaxed will they show human emotions.

　　 Norman narrowed his eyes, and he saw the fat orange again.

　　 It was standing on a high place, looking down at the people below it, its cat's eyes gleaming with curiosity.

　　 In Norman's perception, Fat Orange's emotions are jumping.

　　 A bold and crazy idea formed in Norman's brain.

　　 He looked at Wingon next to him, "Wingon, will you go out first?"

　　 "Huh?" Wingon was curious.

　　 "I don't want to pollute you!" A smile appeared on Norman's face.

　　 Seeing this smile, Wen Geen couldn't help but shudder.

　　 This smile is somewhat like that of Norman in that world.

　　 "Okay!" For some unknown reason, seeing this smile, Wingon just wanted to stay away from Norman, and further away.

　　 He stood up quietly and walked outside.

　　 When I was about to reach the door, nearly a hundred workshop directors walked in from outside.

　　 "What are you going to do?" It was the man from the sb0504 workshop where the two were speaking.

　　 "I, I'll go to the bathroom!" Wingon naturally found an excuse.

　　 The workshop director snorted coldly: "Since you don't eat, don't eat today's meal!"

　　 "Okay!" Wingon nodded hurriedly, and walked out indifferently.

　　 He stood under a tree not far away, watching a famous workshop director enter.

　　 Until the restaurant door closed, Wingon did not see Fred and the morning woman either.

　　 At the same time, he was also very curious about what Norman was going to do.

　　 Watching the door close, Norman glanced at Fat Orange.

　　 The two smiled as if they were very alive.

　　 The black wizard hat on Norman's head twisted and turned into a **** snake slowly floating in the air.

　　 Norman stood up, his eyes still calm.

　　 just under this calmness, there is a trace of madness.

　　 The corners of his mouth were slightly cocked, and a mocking smile appeared on his white face.

　　 Fat Orange jumped and floated beside the **** snake.

　　 formed a product shape.

　　 The people around them looked at this place, especially the workshop directors.

　　Sb0504 workshop director yelled: "What do you want to do?"

　　 While he was speaking, his attention was always on Norman, and he paid no attention to the cat and the snake floating on Norman's head.

　　 "What are you doing?" Norman tilted his head, the calmness in his eyes gradually dissipated, and slowly opened his arms, "Your feelings are too false, let's get something real! Hahaha"

　　 Finally, Norman let out a crazy laugh.