Global Thriller: My Organs Have Their Own Ideas

"Kill! Tear him apart!"

"I want to see blood! Let him bleed!"

"You are all very wasteful, and you can't get rid of each other's waste for so long!"

"I **you**, **★**!"

No matter what the broadcaster is, there are always fewer bastards who are chattering off the stage.

Lin Hun looked at the two silly words fighting in the field, and the audience underneath his eyes flushed with red excitement that were more powerful than he was fighting. He shook his head and sighed.

too weak.

Whether it is the two players on the ring or the crowd watching from below, his perception is too weak.

Flies that seem to be buzzing are only annoying.

"Could it be that the so-called sudden increase in difficulty is like this? No way?"

Frowning, watching the battle at the scene, Lin Hun's doubts arose in his heart.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a strong resentment rising.

The appearance of this breath was so abrupt that Lin Hun had only time to release and flash away from the place.

At the same time he disappeared.

This training room suddenly collapsed into a small bloody spot, falling into a hand with protruding joints.

"Escaped?"

A low, echoing voice sounded.

-810 people dressed in black robes, skinny figures with skulls and skulls, inexplicable light gleamed in the dark eyes.

"It's not that I escaped, it's that I caught you.

At this time, an indifferent voice rang from behind it.

"! "

The pale ghost fire in the black hole's eyes lit up.

This figure suddenly turned into a cloud of illusory light and shadow and was about to disappear.

But at this moment.

A big hand burning with golden and green light suddenly broke through the limitation of space.

I caught it on this guy.

A weird spiritual suppressing force came.

The virtual figure of this human skin skull was pulled out.

The flames full of thermal radiation spread, directly igniting the human skin skeleton into a huge torch, illuminating the surrounding darkness.

Only then did Lin Hun realize that the so-called training ground was not what he had just seen.

It is a huge dark labyrinth.

There is a door in his location.

The human-skin skeleton who was ignited by himself is obviously a hunter waiting to avoid it.

"Oh!"

This seemingly thin human skin skull is amazingly powerful.

After being burned by the Indestructible Flame for so long, Jiang's body actually shrank a little, and he didn't directly turn to ashes like other tricks.

And Lin Hun faintly felt that the resistance from this guy was getting stronger and stronger.

It feels like the more it hurts, the stronger the power it gains.

"Is it the power of some kind of ghost puzzle?"

Feeling this power, Lin Hun's eyes lit up sharply, grabbing the human skin skeleton's right hand, and his nails stretched out like a dagger, directly piercing into the opponent's body.

"Then can you stop the blasting force from within your body?"

The swelling indestructible inflammation is like a medicine in a syringe, and is injected into the human skin skeleton along the forbidden cutting nail.

The indestructible flame containing life force is like the deadliest poison to the treacherous.

If it burns outside of the body, some are so tricky that they can use their own spiritual power to fight against.

But if you break out in your body, it is a terrible disaster.

It's not something that ordinary treacherous can resist at all.

It is clear.

This human skin skull did not exceed the limits of the usual treacherousness.

After being injected with a high concentration of Indestructible Inflammation (chcf), a series of golden and green flames were sprayed directly from the seven orifices, gradually turning into fly ash.

At the place where it died, only a fist-sized crystal of resentment was left shining.

【You killed the ghost skeleton, you got the crystal of grievance. Medium. 】

System prompts came in at this time.

"Is the resentment crystallizing? The first time I saw you. So, only the black disaster can condense resentment crystals. Is it in?"

The human skin skeleton that was just killed by Lin Hun is a black disaster level trick...

Although it is only the bottom of the black disaster level.

But your black catastrophe is a black catastrophe, even if it is the bottom of the existence, thrown into the real world, it is also a great horror of mobile natural disasters.

It is probably only Lin Hun who can suppress it so easily.

"Then the next step is to find an exit from here.

In the crystallization of resentment, Lin Hun frowned slightly as he looked at this strange maze.

He felt that in this maze, his perception and ghost domain abilities were greatly suppressed.

Even if it was him, he could only feel the breath a hundred meters away within the wall.

[Don’t embarrass your eyes. This maze called the training ground is actually a gu urn. It’s gossip about the will of the arena. This thing is very sensitive. It doesn’t matter if you use the future to see if there is any danger. If you look at something deeper from the perspective of fate, it will only attract the attention of that great horror. 】

[Believe me, those ancient horrors are both foolish and horrible. If they are targeted by them, you will definitely feel better. 】

Lin Hun was just about to use the vision of fate to see what was going on in this maze, and such a reminder popped out of his eyes.

Seeing this prompt, Lin Hun fell into deep thought.

"The manifestation of the will of the Death Fighting Conference venue? It seems that the difficulty of this mission lies here.

Looking at the passages with corners on the left and right, Lin Hun chose a random direction and walked over.

Waiting in place is not an option.

He just saw that the door he came in was completely unopened.

If you want to leave here, you can only find the door to the outside world.

As for where the door is, he doesn't know, but he believes that the door will be hidden somewhere in the maze.

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