Global Thriller: My Organs Have Their Own Ideas

Hiss!

Like a brand mark, there is an extra baby handprint on the nails of Lin Hun's soul hand. If you look closely, you will find that there is a crying baby's face hidden in the handprint.

A faint chill came from the nails.

Lin Hun moved his finger.

He has a certain sense of connection with the soul hand, and he can feel the feeling of the soul hand merging with the ghost puzzle.

Cold, stinging, and a strange satisfaction.

It seems that the missing parts have been filled.

"Is that what it feels like to get a puzzle?"

Silently glanced at the soul hand floating beside him, Lin Hun took it away with a thought.

Although I got a piece about the hand-ghost puzzle.

But he could feel that his soul-hand was still incomplete.

No, it should not be said to be incomplete.

It should be said that his hand is just a frame now.

The distance is complete, far away indefinitely.

"Why do you have this feeling? The power of the soul hand is now enough to easily suppress the cicada who is completing the trick, but it is only a frame? Could it be that the gap between the trick and the trick is due to the complexity and complexity of the puzzle itself. Is it complete?"

Feeling this, Lin Hun had a guess in his heart.

He doesn't know if this conjecture is correct.

But he knew that his soul hands were definitely better than Cicada Qinran after completing the puzzle.

Much stronger.

[Ten minutes later, you did not go to the duel in time, your mission failed, and you fell into the cycle of endless duels. 】

"So fast?"

Frowning, Lin Hun felt something was wrong.

Although he didn't bring his cell phone, he didn't know how long the time had passed.

But he knew that his time in this corridor was not too long.

"The time is wrong or is the time here wrong?"

Lin Hun pushed open the door of the exchange, walked into the corridor, looked at this deep and invisible corridor, his eyes flickered.

"There are more secrets hidden here than imagined."

The rooms with various functions, the horror hidden in the dark, the constantly refreshing location, and the flow rate at different times.

This corridor hidden under the arena is a huge mystery in itself.

The more you explore, the more mysterious this place becomes.

But now is not a good opportunity to explore.

The four-hour duel made Lin Hun unable to penetrate this corridor at all.

what!

Body shape flashed.

Lin Hun came to the stairs, feeling a closer sense of prying.

Lin Hun knew that he still had nine opportunities to explore this corridor.

Without stopping, Lin Hun walked up the stairs in silence.

Seeing the light from the exit and the manic shout, he settled and stepped on.

"Welcome to our newcomers!"

The masked man on the podium saw Lin Hun's appearance and let out a happy cry.

"Your record has made our duel kings interested. In order to verify whether you really have the strength, he specially sent his capable men ashen ghosts to fight you!"

"You have to be prepared!"

Hearing the words of the masked man, Lin Hun looked at his opposite.

There, a figure with a lowered head, thin body and gray-black skin stood there.

A faint resentment rose in its body, making it seem not strong at all.

Compared with the last two players at least, it is too ordinary in appearance or momentum.

But Lin Hun didn't underestimate him at all, because Future Vision had already jumped out of the prompt.

[You inhale the dead ashes scattered by the ashes, and your internal organs begin to ash. 】

"One of the attack methods of this guy is some kind of spiritual invasion that is invisible to the naked eye? By breathing

Before the masked man called out, Lin Hun took a deep breath and held his breath.

"Then the duel begins!"

When the mask man's voice fell, Lin Hun directly released the soul hand and grabbed it in the direction of the ashes ghost.

………For flowers…

boom!

The space collapsed and the ground was sunken.

The ashes ghost standing on the spot caught directly into a mass of scattered flying ashes.

"Wait! Flying Ash?"

Seeing this scene, Lin Hun's face changed, and Ge Ran released a blood mist to wrap his body.

Stabbed!

Next second.

The blood mist on his body seemed to be bitten by an invisible mouth, and it disappeared in a large circle.

"That guy is completely ashes.

Lin Hun, who was shaved off a large layer of blood mist, turned his eyes quickly.

The eyes that blended insight caught the slightest error in the air.

.................

It was fluttering ashes.

These ashes almost covered the entire arena.

"Is it a ghost domain?"

The supernatural suppressing power came, so that there was not much blood mist left to suppress to the extent that only a thin layer remained.

At the same time, Lin Hun also smelled a smell of paper ash as if the yellow paper had been burnt out.

"Wait, smell!"

Feeling this smell, Lin Hun's face changed.

He was holding his breath now, but he could smell it.

"I am eroded!"

Looking down at his body, there is no change.

I felt the body again, and there was nothing uncomfortable.

Lin Hun was a little puzzled.

[Your skin has been eroded by the ghost domain, and the adaptive enhancement is turned on, and your skin becomes tougher under the erosion of the ghost domain. 】

[Your nose uses the ability of unclean shielding to filter the erosion of the ashes ghost domain. 】

The long overdue reminder let Lin Hun know why he smelled the smell, but there was no reason for it to be corroded.

"So, as long as I don't breathe, this guy can't hurt me?"

Upon discovering this, Lin Hun grinned, then let go of the power of the shadow.

"Since you don't even have the strength to hurt me, then you should go to die!"

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