Tsunayoshi's Evolutionary History of Tragedy

This is entirely just his feeling. This kind of judgment that is too intuitive, especially when he just watched a few pictures, may be just an illusion.

Moreover, they don't even know if what's on the screen is something that happened in the parallel world, even if it is, what's the point of the Wei Clan playing this?

If he, Yamamoto, and Judaime in that world have some problems, it should only be done by outsiders... But judging by how much he and Yamamoto attach importance to Judaimu, has the outsider from that world not appeared yet? ?Or it has already appeared, or even done something to that Judaime, so they are so vigilant.

But neither he nor Yamamoto showed signs of being affected... Could it be that the abilities of outsiders in that world are somewhat different from what they know now?

Most of the currently known worlds focus on attacking them, supplemented by attacking Judaimu... This world is a bit strange.

Prison Temple temporarily took this strange point to heart, even though he still didn't understand the purpose of the Wei Clan, it might have something to do with the painting on the wall and his method of leaving the room.

The content on the screen quickly disappeared, just played a small clip, and then the screen went black.

But before Yusi could relax, the LCD TV hanging on the wall suddenly emitted intense light. The glaring light completely engulfed Yusi. He subconsciously raised his hand to cover his eyes, and then a burst of dizziness came.

When the light disappeared again, the prison temple that was sitting on the sofa and trying to resist disappeared.

When he woke up again, he found that he seemed to appear in another room.

No, it's more like a cell than a room.

Prison Temple frowned, pursed his lips, and first quickly checked his own situation,

The VG on his body was still there, he wasn't injured, and he didn't feel any discomfort.

It's like being sent to another place, or another parallel world.

Prison Temple looked around, there was no relaxation on his face,

He had seen the light just now, which was the light when the door of the parallel world was opened, and he had seen it many times in the third game not long ago.

This should indeed be a parallel world, and it may be the same world as the one I saw on the screen just now, but there is no reason at all.

Whatever the world has suffered in the past, it should be able to recover by now.

And what's more important now is to hurry to Judaime's side!

Prison Temple was a little restless, but the light just now had completely disappeared, and the surroundings looked no different from ordinary corridors, and there should be places like interrogation rooms on both sides.

What is the purpose.

Prison Temple walked vigilantly towards the door next to it, trying to see the situation inside through the gap on the door.

Was throwing him out of this parallel world just to drive him away?If the Wei Clan used the same method for other people, then they would be completely separated, and there is a high possibility of being defeated one by one...

But he came to this world, judging from the current situation, there shouldn't be too much danger. As long as he finds the Judaime of this world for help, with the help of Vongola's power, he may be able to find a way to go back.

No, it always felt like it wasn't that simple. If it could go so smoothly, then it wouldn't make any sense to throw him out of this world.

More importantly, whether it was the painting on the wall before or the content broadcast on TV, it seemed that this world was deliberately selected... It is definitely not that simple to throw him away from this world.

I looked inside through the railing, but it was too dark to see anything clearly.

The rooms around here seem to be all the same.Prison Temple glanced around, but his keen hearing did not catch any sound, it was as if he was the only one left in the whole world.

Damn, where the hell is this?

If you've been stuck here forever... Gokuji clicked his tongue, wouldn't it be impossible to help Judaime at all? !

The corridor seemed to have no end at all, the distance between the cells was the same, there was no light or movement behind each iron door, and he couldn't hear any breathing at all.

Prison Temple's footsteps were getting faster and faster. Although he had been vigilant all the time, he couldn't help becoming a little anxious.

Deliberately left a mark on the wall, and did not repeat it afterwards, thinking that it was not the ghost hitting the wall that the Judaimu of the infinite stream world said... But the possibility of illusion cannot be ruled out.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, finally, a bright light appeared in front of my eyes, which came out from a small window on a certain iron door.Prison Temple walked over quickly.

As the distance gets closer, it seems that some movement from inside can already be heard.

Unconsciously put his hand on the dynamite at his waist, the prison temple walked over step by step, and looked inside through the railing.

Bi Tong shrank suddenly, kicked open the iron door almost subconsciously, and the iron door hit the wall with a bang.

However, the brown-haired boy locked on the wall still didn't respond at all, just like the scene in the painting, even breathing extremely weakly.

Prison Temple almost subconsciously wanted to rush over, but the thought of "it might be a trap" made him stop temporarily.

Because it's too weird.

Whether it's that painting, or the world that should have gradually recovered, Judaime is still locked in such a ghostly place, which is very strange.

Could it be that the rest of the world hasn't found Judaime yet?

Or is it just illusion?

And just as the prison temple was thinking this way, the skinny brown-haired boy finally moved, waking up from a deep sleep that had lasted for an unknown amount of time.

"Hmm." The brown-haired boy seemed to frowned uneasily, moved his eyelids slightly and tried hard for a while but failed to open them, then gave up the idea of ​​opening them immediately, moved his dry eyeballs a little, and finally managed to open them. A seam opened.

Physiological tears fell along the way, making the already embarrassed brown-haired boy a little more fragile, it seemed that he couldn't see clearly, the tone of the brown-haired boy was a little uncertain,

"Prison Temple Lord?" The voice was still dry and hoarse when he first woke up, and the brown-haired boy subconsciously moved, "Huh?"

Can't move?

The brown-haired boy's movements froze, his face obviously a little confused, and he was silent for a moment,

"That... Lord Prison Temple, can you let me go first?" The brown-haired boy smiled awkwardly.

"..." Prison Temple frowned slightly, carefully sizing up the brown-haired boy opposite,

He is indeed Judaime.

"Yes." Guiji temporarily put down the explosives that were already in his palm, and walked over to help untie the iron chain... The iron chain would break as soon as it was pulled, but Judaime did use his strength just now.

Yuji hid the doubts in his eyes, and had [-]% doubts about the unexpectedly rough iron chain that locked Judaime.

Judaime doesn't seem to know that he is locked here?