Lumian glanced at the shattered mirror in Franka's hand, and said happily and puzzledly: "But I don't feel like I'm being attacked." His "Dance of Shot" could still dance for five or six seconds, and it was not stopped early until Franka grabbed his wrist.

Franka cleared her throat and put on a teacher's gesture: "Some occult methods will not make you aware at all. When you feel that you are being attacked, it is the moment of your death."

Could it be that he was secretly influenced by that monster during the one or two seconds between stopping the "Dance of Recruitment" and actually entering the mirror? Lumian nodded thoughtfully: "Well, there is no sign of our bleeding in that space, and I don't know how to stop it." While speaking, he looked at Franka's face and found that her skin was smooth and smooth. , there is no scar at all, and it is completely impossible to see that there are still many places where blood oozes just now.