Quick Wear: Driving Gods in a Dark Fairy Tale

As soon as this thought came into mind, the spherical eyeballs embedded in the amethyst frame began to rotate in unison.

They moved extremely slowly, each of them staring at the white fungus from different angles. Their bright red pupils were like the eyes of a cold-blooded animal staring at its prey, their gazes sticky and disgusting.

This malicious look reached its peak when Baijun looked at them.

In the center of the pupil, a bloody red liquid similar to fresh blood began to seep out unconsciously. The liquid continuously rolled down the eye-shaped sphere, and the blood drops flowed down along the grooves, wrapping around the purple to black crystal column.

It fell to the ground and gradually condensed into a sticky and fishy pool, spreading towards the few normal ground under the white fungus's feet.

White fungus: “…”

Baijun has always been a person who is willing to share and contribute.

Even though he couldn't move his hands or speak at the moment, it didn't hinder his willingness to share.

After staring at the eyeball on the cage in front of him for three seconds, he started the live broadcast without hesitation, deciding to share this rare and beautiful scene with everyone.

One minute later.

[Fuck, what the hell is this? I just had dinner, ugh——]

[Trickster… Hehehe [drooling] Trickster [drooling] [drooling] Hehehe… Hehehehe…]

[…Sure enough, there is no live broadcast without reason in the world. Brothers, I will spit first to show my respect.]

[Ugh—Where’s your face, Trickster? I want to see you, not these ghost things. Ugh—This thing is so densely packed and still spinning, it’s really disgusting. Ugh, ugh, ugh—]

[Last time the live broadcast was suddenly interrupted, I thought the fraud master had an accident and died, and I was sad for a long time. This time, I clicked in as soon as the live broadcast started, and I didn’t expect you to treat me like this...Fraudster, look at the Hall of Fame fan card on my head, don’t you feel guilty at all? ]

【Listen to me, thank you, because of you, the four seasons are warm. 】

The blood that continuously oozed from the eyeballs soon dyed the entire ground red, and unsurprisingly, the soles of Bai Jun's white boots were also soaked.

The cold and sticky liquid soaked the entire sole of the boot, leaving a bright red edge on the white boot. This disgusting feeling made Bai Jun feel very uncomfortable.

However, this was just the beginning of the little princess' nightmare.

As the little princess in the cage next door looked more and more desperate, the scene on Baijun's side became more and more interesting.

A thin silver chain stretched out from the white bones at the top of the cage. The cold chain clung to Bai Jun's exposed skin, went around his neck, shoulder blades, and finally around his hands, cuffed his wrists, forced his hands to be tied behind his back, and tied him up with the silver chain.

White fungus: “?”

The play is quite perverted.

Actually, it wasn't quite tied up. Because the silver chain was so thin, not even as thick as a thumb, and under normal circumstances, Bai Jun could break it with a little effort. After tying his hands, he also left a few millimeters of space for movement, so his wrists were not completely stuck.

This doesn't really make any sense since he can't move.

unless--

Bai Jun tried to bend his fingers, and then the silver chain tied on his hand made a few "rustling" sounds.

Sure enough, the owner of the dream would not arrange a meaningless plot. The gap left at the wrist was to remind him that he was "allowed" to move a little.

Baijun didn't hesitate and immediately tried to see if the other limbs could move freely.

After some attempts, it was found that except for the hands and head, which could be moved freely, the rest of the limbs were still numb.

The only thing worth being happy about is that he can finally speak.

Bai Jun lowered his eyes and thought to himself: He is really kind.

"Mr. Fate..."