Odd Containment Specialist

Xia Shou watched his body being dragged aside by Su Yue, and Hei Wuchang took a step forward and chopped Su Yue's back with a stick. No. 102 dodged and came behind Su Yue, raising her arm to block Hei Wuchang's stick.

Her posture of using her arm to block was very subtle. She stretched out one arm horizontally instead of blocking the body in front. Raising her arm to block Hei Wuchang's attack was the most common temptation when she didn't understand the abnormal characteristics of the opponent's attack.

If the body was directly blocked in the opponent's attack trajectory, then if Hei Wuchang's stick also had the characteristic of "smashing everything attacked", and the level of this characteristic was higher than No. 102's ability, then No. 102 would be smashed into meat paste like an ordinary person.

"Bang!"

The mourning stick hit No. 102's arm heavily, making a dull sound like a big stick beating pork. The huge impact lifted up the 0.5 cm thick arm skin, but the arm was indeed not disabled.

"Good luck." No. 102 breathed a sigh of relief.

If her ability doesn't work, then there's no way to fight this.

Su Yue took the opportunity to drag Xia Shou into the flower field, touched Xia Shou's neck, and felt his pulse: "Brother Xia Shou? Wake up!"

Su Yue shook Xia Shou in panic, and seeing no response, raised her hand and hesitated for a moment, and slapped him twice in the face, but Xia Shou still didn't react, like a vegetable.

Xia Shou's soul floated beside his body, and he couldn't touch his body when he touched it with his hand. This should be the effect of the mourning stick, but the stick didn't hit him, so why did his soul leave his body?

Is it going to stay like this?

At this moment, a large group of people suddenly appeared behind Hei Wuchang, followed by noisy shouting. When they got closer, they found that it was the clock tower group who had just turned back and ran away!

"Damn it, we're back again!"

"Boss, what should we do now?"

Pedros looked at Hei Wuchang in surprise, then retreated behind everyone and pointed at Hei Wuchang and said, "Everyone, come on."

"Damn it! My level is not enough, he's at least level four!"

"Mine is not good enough, he's at least level five!"

"Hey! Where's your boss?" One of them shouted at No. 102.

Before he finished speaking, the mourning stick behind Hei Wuchang was already approaching, and the man was like a yam crushed by a pestle, his spine was broken inch by inch, his head and neck were knocked into the chest, and then his legs were bent, his chest was smashed to the ground, exploded, and his internal organs and brain juice flowed everywhere.

The man seemed dead, and no one paid any attention to him, but only Xia Shou saw a wisp of translucent mist floating out of the meat paste, slowly condensing into a human figure. The human figure looked around blankly, and when his eyes fell on Xia Shou, he suddenly let out a shrill cry and pounced on him like crazy.

"Woo woo woo ah ah ah!"

Xia Shou calmed his mind, dodged the ghost's attack, and punched the ghost.

This punch actually felt like hitting a solid object. The mist on the opponent's body was instantly dispersed, and the soul also dimmed a lot.

While Xia Shou was dealing with the ghost, Hei Wuchang swept another stick and killed one person. At the same time, another member of the clock tower bent down and dodged at the critical moment. At the moment of dodging the attack of the mourning stick, he immediately fainted and his soul left his body!

At the same time, Xia Shou seemed to be pulled by some force and forcibly returned to his body.

"Ahem!"

Xia Shou suddenly opened his eyes, and was out of breath because of Su Yue who was pressing his chest.

"Brother Xia Shou, you finally woke up!" Su Yue breathed a sigh of relief, and looked nervously at Hei Wuchang who was beating the timekeeper not far away, "What should we do now?"

Xia Shou got up and shouted to No. 102: "You can't hide from that stick! If you hide, your soul will leave your body! 102, go and resist!"

"Tsk! You really know how to order people around!"

No. 102 complained coldly, but did not hesitate at all, and directly blocked in front of the timekeeper who was being attacked, and used his arms to resist the sweep of the mourning stick.

After this experience of soul leaving his body, he initially understood the effect of the forbidden object. The target that was targeted by the mourning stick but not hit would have its soul leave its body.

If it was killed by the mourning stick, it would turn into a crying wronged soul and attack the spirit that left its body.

There should be only one upper limit on the number of souls that can leave their bodies. If the mourning stick causes the second person's soul to leave their body, then the first soul that left their body will return to its own body, just like he did just now.

When Xia Shou called out the attack pattern of Hei Wuchang, the timekeepers, who were originally leaderless, immediately regrouped and cooperated with each other to attack Hei Wuchang.

Their attack methods were basically ordinary physical attacks, occasionally mixed with some special displacement abilities, but their attack speeds were all very fast, much faster than Su Yue, and they could complete extremely complex attacks almost in an instant.

But after a round of high-speed attacks, the attackers' movements and reactions would be obviously slowed down, as if they were paying for the price of acceleration just now, so they needed to cooperate with each other.

Hei Wuchang's body was constantly being slashed by the tip of the knife, and fragments of black charcoal burst and fell off from all over his body, as if he had reached the end of his strength and was only one step away from being defeated.

But Xia Shou knew it would never be that simple, because the red line pointing to Hei Wuchang under his feet did not change at all. After suffering such a high-frequency attack, the threat of this monster did not decrease at all.

No. 102 blocked almost all of Hei Wuchang's attacks. The scales made of snail shells had been smashed to pieces, the skin on her arms had disappeared, and a large piece of muscle was missing. She had no expression on her face and was already a bloody person.

And Shen Fei, who used his supernatural power [Sharing Weal and Woe] to continuously share No. 102's injuries, also became a bloody person.

Gu Liang continued to use flesh and blood to treat, but the human flesh and blood he had collected in the blood cave before was not much. Now on this Yellow Spring Road, there was nothing to use for treatment except a sea of ​​red spider lilies.

Shen Fei gritted his teeth, said nothing, and endured silently. With each block of No. 102, the flesh on his body continued to explode and fall off.

"Pedros, why don't you make a move!"

Gu Liang shouted with his throat and red eyes.

Xia Shou had also noticed that Pedros had not made a move.

Until now, Pedros had no intention of taking action. He stood at the back of the punctual people with a solemn expression, as if thinking about something.

Xia Shou quickly glanced at the other party, and then locked his eyes on Hei Wuchang.

Xia Shou stared at Hei Wuchang, his heart beating faster in his chest, adrenaline was also secreted crazily, his thoughts were like lightning, and battle methods emerged in his mind one by one.

"Isn't this awesome?" Xia Shou thought of something and suddenly laughed out loud.

It turned out that in this place, seeking death is used like that.