Accompanied by the sound of 'ripping' as if tearing through fabric, everything around was torn apart, and Beichuan Si had somehow crossed the iron fence and was standing in front of the warehouse.
"You've finally... woken up," Shenzhu Shihui said, stuttering.
The sound of the Shinra Bell was crisp and urgent. Right in front of Shenzhu Shihui and Beichuan Si, a pale-faced, faceless woman was slowly emerging from the ground.
Hinakabe Haru.
"You were pulled into a dream world just now, Kelian and I... were always stopping her from coming over directly to... lay hands on your body."
"It's... maybe because this place... is where she died... that her ability to pull people into dreams... is also very strong. This is already... the fourth time."
Since she was right beside her own corpse, the tired woman could almost infinitely resurrect, as a spirit of medium rank, she had such ability.
"Mr. Temple!"
Shen Gu Mirai's voice rang out from behind.
