vI'm a cornerstone, I'm here to kidnap the robin

"Don't say that, Spider-Boy. We agreed to be outlaws together, but you want to become a good person so soon? I'm afraid the current situation won't allow it so easily."

With his crimson eyes narrowed into a cunning smile, the Fool took out a bundle of ropes from somewhere, threw it in front of Jeramy, pinched his throat and spoke in a pretentious tone.

"Hello, this is the Masked Fool crime hotline. You have subscribed to the VIP package. The lawless Hanabi will provide you with all criminal consulting services."

"According to reliable intelligence, Miss Robin, the star of Pinocchio, is heading to the Golden Hour Dreaming Border. It seems they've found some clues. Now is the perfect time to kidnap her."

When Hanabi's voice fell, Jeramy's eyes did not waver at all, staring at the fool in front of him.

In the past, he would have thought that although this Masked Fool was crazy, he knew a lot of secrets after all, and maybe he could get the information he wanted from him.

As for now, he only suspected that this guy had lost his mind just for having fun.

Although kidnapping Robin was indeed one of Jeramy's plans, his best friend's life and death were uncertain, so who would have the time to play this outlaw game with her?

Rather than kidnapping the Universal Singer now, the safety of Xing is what Jeremy cares more about right now.

"Hey, what's with that expression? Lady Hanabi risked her life to bring you this information. After all, when I passed the border of Tsukumeng, I heard a very scary buzzing sound."

Although Jeremy stared at her like a fool, Hua Huo didn't feel angry at all.

After all, she herself is a masked fool. Some people who were frustrated by the tavern in the past have also called them masked fools, but she has long been immune to it.

Of course, those people will often be treated even worse afterwards.

The cunning look in her crimson eyes grew more intense, and Hua Huo spread her hands out in feigned helplessness, her words hinting at other intentions.

"What a pity! That singer probably didn't realize she was stepping into a deadly trap. If a hero with spider webs hadn't come to her rescue, those bugs might have added to their already awful record."

"But it shouldn't matter, after all, there's no true death in Pinocchio, right? The worst that can happen is that I'll just lie in the Dreaming Pool forever as a vegetable. But it's a shame that the Universal Singer has become a trumpet that can no longer make a sound."

Hanabi waved her hand, turned around, and made a gesture to leave.

But before her fingertips could touch the door, a white-gloved palm pressed down on her shoulder.

Jeramy looked down at the petite Fool with a serious look in his eyes.

"Tell me, where exactly is the robin?"

"Ah, it seems the outlaw Mr. Jeramy has changed his mind and is no longer planning to become a good person. In that case, let's become the most arrogant thief in our dreams and bring back that famous singer..."

Looking at Jeremy who had changed his mind, Hanabi raised the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a triumphant smile.

………………

Pinocchio, the golden moment, building dreams on the border.

The robin in simple clothes stepped onto the border that had been continuously developed by the family's dream builders since Pinocchio's independence, strolling in the emptiness and silence that was different from other areas.

It is said that when Golden Hour was first established, it was only the size of a Clock Boy Square. After nearly ten Amber Ages of continuous expansion by the Dream Builders, it has reached its current size.

And now, the robin strolls in this dream-building frontier that has not yet been fully developed, with his brows unconsciously frowned.

Although it is normal that the border of Dream Building is sparsely populated, it is a bit too quiet here.

Even if this place is not open to tourists, there should still be dream builders hired by the family working on the conception.

But as far as the robin could see, there was no one.

She looked down at the clock in her hand, which was given to her by Mimosa. It was said that it could guide her to find the weak point where the Dream Building Border and the Dream Reef were connected, and once again enter the dream that was not under Pinocchio's control.

However, the strange atmosphere and the faint buzzing sound in his ears forced the robin to stop.

Her intuition told her that if she continued forward, something bad might happen.

Spreading out the clock in his hand, the hands were pointing exactly to three o'clock. It was a dark alley, so deep that it seemed to lead to the bottom of the abyss.

After hesitating for a moment, Robin slowly backed away, choosing to trust her intuition.

Once, she relied on this intuition to escape from a war-torn planet, allowing a stray bullet to only penetrate her neck instead of hitting her between the eyebrows.

The robin originally thought that even the Dreaming Border was within Pinocchio's sphere of influence, so there would be no accidents even if he came alone.

But now it seems that the problems within the family are bigger than she imagined.

Sure enough, I should go back and ask my brother for help, or ask Mr. Jeremy to come along.

However, before the robin could take a few steps back, the hand hanging by its side touched something.

The smooth texture even feels a bit greasy, like the shell of some creature. There is even a faint breeze on the back of the hand, as if the air flow is caused by something fanning.

The sudden strangeness made the robin's feathers stand on end. She had experienced this feeling before in the memory space - it was a real stinging insect.

The blue-purple singer slowly turned around, and the moment the flapping insect wings came into her sight, a ray of light suddenly lit up above the halo above her head.

"A soul with three faces..."

Harmony flowed from those red lips, and the robin brought the protection of harmony upon himself.

Although I am not good at martial arts, I can still do it by simply increasing my strength.

Without hesitation, he slammed the watch in his hand onto the giant stinging insect. The delicate mechanism suddenly shattered, and springs and screws splashed everywhere. The sudden counterattack also knocked the stinging insect to the side of the road.

Without having time to care about the pain in his heart, the robin took a step and ran towards the bustling neon lights in the distance.

The border of Dream Building has actually become a nest of real stinging insects. This matter must be notified to the hound family immediately, tell my brother, and tell Mr. Jeremy.

I have to say that the robin's judgment was correct, but it was a pity that the swarm would not let her get her wish so easily.

As we all know, when you find a bug in your home, it may have already built a nest.

Before the robin took a few steps, the sound of dense flapping wings came from behind it, like waves, one after another, making its scalp tingle.

She turned her head to check behind her. Although the robin's footsteps did not stop, she was not good at fighting and could not match the speed of these stinging insects. The insect flying in front was already very close to her.

Damn it, there's no other way but to use that trick...

"what--"

Opening its lips, sharp and loud syllables came out of the robin's mouth, and the huge sound even drowned out the deep pool sound of the insects.

The fierce repulsive force, accompanied by the sound, spread out in all directions from the robin as the center, temporarily repelling the surrounding insect swarms.

This was one of the few combat-related melodies that Robin mastered. Apart from that, he could only attack by throwing small musical notes, or by casting spells like necromancy that required mixed preparations. However, this fighting method was obviously not suitable for the current situation.

If the opponent was a normal person, the sound just now emitted by the robin would be enough to knock the person unconscious or even rupture the opponent's eardrum.

But unfortunately, her opponent was not human. The huge sound wave just now did not have much additional effect except for slightly weakening the sound of the insects' flapping wings.

Alone, a robin doesn't pack much of a punch.

Now, she could only hope that the sound just now could be heard by someone.

Empty wishes will not do anything. The only person who can change the current situation is someone who is willing to save her at all costs.

Unfortunately, thanks to a tip-off from a certain fool, someone has been rushing here non-stop since then.

Venomix – Mae Gel

Several spider silk threads shot out from a distance, tightly binding several real stinging insects closest to the robin.

Purple venom bullets were then fired, corroding the stinging insects that were flapping their wings towards the robin again into ashes, just like they had done in the memory space.

The young man in white held the Holy Sword of the King in one hand and the venom spray gun in the other. He dodged in front of the robin and wove a dense sword net with his arms, cutting the insects that refused to give up into pieces.

Looking at the white figure in front of him, Robin's eyes were dazed, as if he had returned to the encounter in the memory space.

At that time, Jeremy was standing in front of him just like he is now, blocking all the insect swarms out.

The only difference is that his current identity is a robin instead of Saturday, and the insects here are more numerous and stronger than those false products in the memory space.

"Jerami first... uh-"

Before the robin could finish his joyful cry, he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his heart, as if his heart had stopped beating, and his voice was muffled in his lungs.

She slowly lowered her head, and found that a sharp corner had pierced through her body at some point, as if hollowing out her entire chest.

"born……"

Although the robin's brain probably realized what was happening, its body had not yet reacted and it instinctively squeezed the last word out of its throat, sounding hoarse and mournful.

Jeremy turned around when he heard the sound, and his eyes widened when he saw this scene.

It was another bug that liked to hide and launch sneak attacks. While Jeramie was dismembering the bugs in front of the robin, he attacked her from behind.

This approach is despicable but extremely effective.

But unfortunately, the same method did not work a second time against Jeremy.

"You...don't even think about taking anything away from me again."

After dealing with the bug in front of him, Jeremy turned around and sprayed purple venom from the venom spray gun, corroding the attacking bug into ashes in an instant.

Turning the key on the guard of the King's Holy Sword, a special spider silk shot out from the keyhole and went straight to the body of the robin.

The pure white spider silk sank into the gradually disintegrating body, but strangely, the spider silk did not come out from the other side. Instead, it seemed to be completely integrated into the memory, as if it was connecting to the robin's soul, which was drifting to an unknown place, through the robin's gradually dissipating body.

【The End of the King——】

A strange sound came from the hilt of the sword, and Jeremy swung the sword along the spider silk. The memory transformed from the robin dissipated under the sword, forming a crack that suddenly appeared in the air.

The spider's silk thread can connect the world and the underworld. This is not just Jeremy's bragging, but something that can really be done.

As long as... he can find the exact location coordinates.

Unfortunately, after getting back the Holy Sword of the King, Jeremy's spider silk was no longer as weak as before. This place happened to be the weakest point of the border between the Golden Moment and the Dream Reef, and it became increasingly fragile under the gnawing of the insect swarm.

Looking at the gap he had split open, Jeremy didn't hesitate at all and went straight into it along the spider silk.

This time, he will protect everyone.

........................

"He can even split space. Is this Spider-Boy's true strength? It seems I was really dangerous before. If I had gone too far and completely angered him, I might have been killed."

On a tall building in the distance, Hua Huo stood on the outskirts of the Dream Building Border, watching Jeramy's heroic fighting figure through a telescope, and couldn't help but sigh.

"What reward do you intend to give me, Your Majesty, for sending me on such a dangerous mission?"

Looking at the blood-stained dream bubble floating beside her, Hua Huo's voice was somewhat teasing.

This is life-threatening work, so it’s not too much for her to ask for some compensation.

It’s a pity that the reward given by Meng Pao didn’t seem to be to her liking.

"The reputation of saving the world? I never thought a Masked Fool like me could receive such an honor. It might seem a bit grandiose for me, but since it's a promised reward from the Savior, I'll work even harder on my next task."

The fool smiled, as if he saw a bright future.

Volume 75: Transformation requires an invincibility frame

come down.

Falling into the bottomless abyss.

Empty and lonely, the robin was sinking uncontrollably to the bottom of the abyss, with only the sound of his own unwilling heartbeat remaining in his ears. This was the only feeling he had at that moment.

Am I...going to die too, just like Miss Xing?

Maybe he wouldn't die so easily, but would be trapped in an unknown dream like Miss Xing, waiting for the next person with a similar experience.

I don’t know if Mr. Jeramy will come to rescue me.

At this critical moment, the first person she thought of to rescue was not her overly doting brother, but another young man in white.

Realizing this, the robin couldn't help but smile bitterly at himself.

That shouldn’t be the case. After all, Mr. Jeremy likes Saturday, not me.

What's more, Mr. Jeremy is now tasked with finding Miss Xing, so he shouldn't care about my life or death at this critical moment.

After all, the relationship between Mockingbird and Jeramy is not exactly a good one.

Floating in the sea of ​​dream bubbles, the robin watched the sea surface with only a ray of light moving farther and farther away from him, and stretched out his hand weakly, trying to catch that ray of light.

Unfortunately, death itself is something that is difficult to reverse and cannot be changed by the robin's own will.

However, although the robin failed to catch the light, the light took the initiative to recruit her.

The thin spider silk hung down from the sea surface, threading straight down, and finally gathered at the robin's waist, pulling her sinking body upwards a little.

The familiar feeling made the robin's eyes widen slightly, just like the first encounter in the memory space, when he was facing the threat of death as soon as he entered and exited the dream pool under the sound of the flapping wings of real stinging insects.

At that time, a spider silk was tied around her waist without any explanation, pulling her out of the danger of death.

It was not until now that the robin realized that the white ray he had seen before was not light at all, but Jeremy.

Is Mr. Jeramy dead too?