"I have a headache, a very special pain."
Alice shook her head. It was as if I had been stabbed with an iron needle. It was hot, as if he had been burned by boiling oil, and the pains were uncountable, as if ants were devouring his brain.
Indeed, it is an unbearable pain for people.
"Hahaha, well, this level of pain is proof that I'm alive and not like a doll in the arms of the Tower of Life."
"But if you see my sister in this situation, you might be afraid of her. Otherwise, just be patient and calm."
A finger, as white as the skin of an onion, gently poked his head.
Her slender fingers curled into a ball.
However, after the finger was removed, there was no trace of blood.
Of course, there are no red and white stones like agate.
When I took it, it looked like there was a hole, and nothing changed at all.
From the outside, Alice's temple looks like it has a hole and is not bleeding at all.
The hole was empty and a soft white light was shining inside.
"My internal organs will not be imitated. This is just a lie. This is a magical book. Now I am no longer a monster, demon, or witch."
"But it's a magic book, so it's useless without magic."
"If you are weak and powerless, what will you protect with your hands?"
God's power turned into a shining bullet, and the magic bullets flew.
The ground spread, ruined buildings collapsed, and shattered pieces were blown into the temple.
The so-called "weak" hands are glued to the hands and face the ground, and the ground bees like a deep hole, and one foot falls into it.
"But this kind of pain, this kind of pain, is real."
"Sister, how can you stay calm? You don't need to remember that, you don't need to force yourself."
"Of course, every detail has been thought of, so why is the magic so simple and effective?"
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