Those were the last words she uttered as she left the warehouse #72 of Estas, three minutes after the incident began.

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Time: 2 hours 42 minutes.

Space: Warehouse #72 in Estas.

Opening the door of Warehouse 72, Sirone and Anchal took their first steps in Estas.

It�s a familiar sight now, but today I was so excited that my heart burst.

�Whoa.�

After taking a deep breath, Sirone looked back at her eyesight and asked.

�By the way, who cast the stop spell?�Unless Armin is here.�

�It must be Fermi�s eating out.�The events of the upper levels are hidden in one coordinate in space and time.�Stop time and it will appear separated by time and space.�

To them, it is an event that plays like reality, but to the people outside, everything here is fleeting.

�If we cast the Poetry Buddha statue bombing here����.�

Before Sirone could finish his words, Anchal grabbed his wrist and pulled him.

�behind.�

When they clung to the wall and performed Jincheon magic, an illusion identical to the wall appeared and covered them.

After a while, the labyrinth, covered in blood all over and with its arms stretched out, entered Warehouse 72.

His steps were heavy with a blank expression, but his eyes were clear.

�Mr. Miro?�What happened?�

Miro suddenly stopped walking, but Anchal calmly watched her.

�are you okay.�There�s no way they�ll get caught.�

The magician�s ability to realize illusions like real ones was a technicalization of the realm of wisdom, and it was not easy to see through even if it was a maze.

�Sirone.�

Sirone�s shoulders flinched at Miro�s call.

�Don�t come.�Whatever you are thinking, you should never come here.�

Thinking that she had to talk to Miro, Sirone moved to the wall, but Anchal grabbed her shoulder.

�Not yet.�It�s not good to get entangled in the case from the start.�

Kururrureung!

At that time, Istas vibrated and the position of the structure began to change.

Miro hurriedly turned around and shouted.

�You idiot����!� JrNovels.com