Global Thriller: My Organs Have Their Own Ideas

"The mission is coming!!

Seeing the prompt of the system, Constantin suddenly came to his mind.

As a palace guard, it was the first time he received this leisurely task.

But the boring patrol mission also made his mood extremely irritable.

He is eager to fight.

Now, the battle is here!

As the task prompt falls.

Constantine felt a distorted space.

He has come to a messy alley from the palace.

It was raining in the alley.

The sky has also become pitch black.

There was a nauseating smell of blood in the air.

I could hear the sound of suona faintly.

Standing in this alley.

Constantine felt an inexplicable gloom.

It feels like "Seven Five Seven" has come from the normal world to the terrifying hell.

"what's the situation?"

He looked at the scene in front of him with a dazed expression.

Constantine couldn't reflect a little.

But at this moment, he heard a short scream.

Then a chubby object rolled over.

That is a head.

The head of a paper man.

It's just that the head of this paper man is very weird.

A full half of the area is composed of normal human faces.

At this moment, this face has a distorted expression and a look of fear.

As if seeing something terrible before being beheaded.

"What is going on with this guy?"

Constantine's face changed drastically as he watched this picture gradually turning into blood and water seeping into the ground.

He felt that he suddenly moved from a simple daily game to a hell-level underworld game scene.

The sudden change in difficulty made him somewhat unacceptable.

He did not notice that above him, a spider-like figure was lurking on top of his head at this time.

After observing for a while, it was determined that this guy was still walking behind.

This figure "swim" silently from the wall, raised the short knife in his hand, and wiped it towards his neck.

Stabbed!

The business of skin and flesh being cut off sounded.

The sudden pain caused Constantine to scream for a lifetime.

The black sand full of resentment erupted from him.

It's like a shotgun that shoots everywhere.

Shattered the surrounding walls into sifters.

But the figure that attacked him had already left his attack range and was lurking on a paper bell tower.

Watching Constantine frantically attacking all around him.

"Sure enough, ordinary weapons can't cause fatal damage to this guy."

This figure is not someone else, it is Lu Xin.

He glanced at the pitted short knife corroded by Constantine's blood, and shook his head regretfully.

If he had Wu Jian's ghost knife just now.

I am afraid that the beheading of Constantine has been completed.

Unfortunately, although Wu Jian said that he could lend him the knife, his affinity with the knife was too low.

Even a simple touch will be eroded by the knife.

"Brother, you can use me~ I can make that guy a toy.

A distorted girl like a spider, lying on the roof of the clock tower, twisted her head one hundred and eighty degrees, and looked at her brother with a smile.

"The other party's ghost puzzle is very tricky, are you sure you won't get hurt?"

Lu Xin glanced at his sister, and said with some worry.

"Hee hee, don't worry, that ghost bride has changed the rules here, and my power can already be fully utilized."

My sister rolled her eyes and looked towards the sky.

there.

Blood rain and paper money are entangled.

Explains the fact that two terrifying beings are fighting.

"Well, let's try!

Looking at Constantine, who was gradually calming down below, Lu Xin's eyes became numb and cold.

when!

The dilapidated kitchen knife collided with the slender Taito, splashing a strong spiritual wave.

Wu Jian looked at the masked man dressed up in the island country in front of him, with a cold face on his face.

This is the opponent he chose, the first from an island country.

He is very strong.

The two blood swords in his hand are two cursing props

Able to slash the shadow of the target, causing simultaneous damage to the target.

pity.

He met Wu Jian.

A man with a headless ghost as his shadow.

This doomed his road to defeat.

The ghost images underneath were spreading, and Miyamoto Hanzo's footprints left on the ground were quickly found.

With the ghost shadow covering his footprints.

In Wu Jian's eyes, a sluggish phantom of Miyamoto Hanzo appeared.

"It's done!"

Without even thinking about it, Wu Jian directly moved on to this phantom.

Huh!

Accompanied by the strange sound of a lifetime of slashing flesh and skin.

Wu Jian unexpectedly found that Miyamoto Hanzo, who was slashed by the ghost knife, was not harmed at all.

Pincha!

This is the prajna area on Miyamoto Hanzo's face that suddenly opened a gap.

Dark and sticky "blood" flowed down from this mask.

"Is it some kind of substitute?"

Seeing this scene, Wu Jian frowned.

For the dead props.

A kind of curse props.

It is also the rarest kind of props.

This kind of Tao has a characteristic.

There is no lethality and no side effects.

The only use of this item is to take damage for the owner.

Whenever the owner was fatally injured.

This kind of props will naturally activate 2.5.

Take this damage for the owner.

The number of life-saving items like this is very scarce.

And most of them are discarded after being used once.

Like this reusable replacement tool on Miyamoto Hanzo's face.

Wu Jian hasn't seen it.

Huh!

The arrival of Ghost Blade's backlash caused a huge wound on his body.

However, the ghost behind him also stood up at this time, activated his own ghost power, and easily healed the scary wound on Wu Jian's body.

"If there is a substitute for death, it will be too difficult to kill directly, let's try the ghost domain first!

Thinking of this, Wu Jian's forehead bulged, and a blood-red eyeball came out from it.

PS: It's a little bit of a cavern, let's read four chapters first. .

Thank you for reading this story at mtlarchive.com. Your support enables us to keep the site running!