Josh looked at the dolls on the stage: "They’re constantly moving closer to us."
"Hehehehehe..." A little girl’s strange laughter echoed from the corner.
"Sister, take away from here!"
"Brother, it’s so dark here, I’m really scared."
"Sister, did you co to rescue ?"
"Play with , I’m so bored here alone!"
"Brother, sister, how co you can grow up?"
"I want my mom, mom when will you co to pick up?"
Suddenly, the children’s noisy voices rose, like waves of the sea, sotis approaching with louder sound, sotis receding with quieter sound.
In the midst of these voices, the scene before them began to blur.
Josh frowned slightly, looking at the team beside him.
Sure enough, the others showed dazed expressions.
Suddenly, a doll’s small hand climbed onto Jiang Can’s shoulder.
"Brother, take away from here, brother, brother, don’t you recognize ?"
Josh was about to make a move when she suddenly felt her hands and feet being held down.
She looked down, and at so point, her surroundings had filled with dolls.
The dolls piled on her, like dolls filled with cent, weighing heavily on her, making her hands and feet immobile.
The dolls wore ferocious, twisted faces of terror, scrambling over each other to climb onto her, as if to drown her, yet also clinging to her as if she was their last hope.
Josh ford a hand seal, a flash of golden light passed, and the dolls on her shattered, turning into gray powder and dispersing.
It was an illusion.
Yuze also quickly ca to his senses.
Next was Rob.
Yushi, standing beside, appeared calm, not the least bit affected.
Josh found it amusing, sotis being naturally naive has its perks.
She was about to speak when she noticed Jiang Can was not in a good state.
His expression was blank, his body stiff.
In no ti, pain flashed across his face.
Yuze: "He’s trapped in the Illusion Realm."
Josh frowned slightly, gripping his hand.
Jiang Can’s hand trembled as if caught in so mory.
"Brother, brother save !"
In the unclear world, Jiang Can suddenly opened his eyes, seeing a warm yellow glow, surrounded by towering trees, with the sound of water faintly flowing by his ears.
He opened his eyes, seeing a little girl throw herself into his arms, her face playful and lively yet pitiful: "Mom’s going to spank again, save quickly!"
Jiang Can looked at the middle-aged woman approaching with a stick not far away, subconsciously setting up a Protective Shield skill.
Mrs. Jiang’s stick ca down, landing on his shield, creating rippling waves, but unable to harm them in the slightest.
The little girl laughed slyly: "Hehe, brother is the best!"
Jiang Can was a bit bewildered, when did he have a sister?
Didn’t she pass away in her infancy?
Jiang Can allowed the little girl to lead him down the most familiar path.
This is near his ho, his ho sits beside the water.
The entire Turtle Clan lives here, close to the water-rich forest.
Unexpectedly, his mother was also present.
He looked sowhat dazed at his mother holding a stick, mumbling under her breath, familiar mories surged back.
"Just spoil her as much as you can! If you don’t scold when needed, she’ll beco spoiled and cause great trouble, let’s see how you fix it then!"
Not far away, a middle-aged man’s voice echoed with hearty laughter: "Erya is still young, kids are all mischievous, let her have her fun!"
Mother glared at him angrily, hitting him with the stick: "Everyday I’m the bad cop, and you just play the good cop beside?"
Mr. Jiang, used to his thick skin, neither dodged nor moved, just let his wife hit to vent her anger.
The Jiang n have Spiritual Bodies that are turtles, all burly and tall, about two ters high, muscular, strong, and exceptionally durable.
But the won are mostly ordinary people without spiritual power.
Jiang Can looked nostalgically at his quarreling parents, a smile appeared on his face.
The ground suddenly shook.
Mr. Jiang’s expression changed, he stood up and ran outside.
Before leaving, he reminded him: "Stay by your mother’s side, protect her well!"
Jiang Can quickly nodded.
It’s an earthquake.
This was also a characteristic they were accustod to living on this planet.
On this planet, earthquakes happen every now and then, varying in size.
The n’s Spiritual Bodies are turtles, possessing extrely strong and solid shields, tasked with protecting the clan and the weak.
But this earthquake was fierce and violent.
Many clan buildings were toppled.
Jiang Can quickly moved his mother to a nearby open area.
This earthquake was fierce and intense, the ground cracked open with huge fissures, and even water spouted from them.
The forest paths were subrged, animals frightened, scrambled to higher ground.
Besides the clan leader, his father had the strongest spiritual power.
Not far away, a green light flourished, casting a green glow over the forest.
Jiang Can quickly headed towards it with his mother.
The villagers constantly flocked in that direction.
"The flood is coming! Run! The water is going to flood the town!"
"Quick, quick! Everyone into the turtle shell!"
The small town’s clan flowed continuously into the turtle shell.
When Jiang Can and Mrs. Jiang arrived, the clan leader’s turtle shell was already full, unable to fit another person.
Nearby, in his father’s turtle shell, a villager waved: "Co this way! There’s plenty of space here!"
Jiang Can hurriedly pulled his mother towards his father.
Mr. Jiang suddenly closed his turtle shell tightly: "No way! This space is reserved for the kindergarten children!"
Mrs. Jiang’s face stiffened, a shadow of sadness crossed her gentle face.
Jiang Can glared at him angrily: "Father!"
Mr. Jiang kept a cold face, firmly closing the turtle shell: "I said no!"
Not far away, his sister led a group of kindergarten children, moving anxiously yet slowly towards them.
Only then did Mr. Jiang open the turtle shell to let the children in.
There were too many kindergarten children.
The villagers inside the turtle shell saw their children and then looked at Mrs. Jiang, standing outside in bewildernt, falling silent. They too wanted to save people.
But this place was reserved for their children, who would utter a word to drive away their child.
The frightened children rushed into the adults’ arms, crying, trembling, looking pitiful and fragile.
The flood crept up inch by inch.
Mr. Jiang’s turtle shell was also full, not able to accommodate another person.
Mrs. Jiang stood terrified and helpless, the villagers inside the shell looked at her, their sympathetic gazes almost made her unable to stand upright.
Furious, Jiang Can clenched his fists, carrying his mother, turned around, and ran.
They couldn’t sit idly by.
Mrs. Jiang, fearing she’d burden her child, hurriedly said: "Don’t worry about , find your sister, she was nowhere to be seen, not even in the shell just now."
"Sister?" Jiang Can was montarily confused.
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