Odd Containment Specialist

Just now, some of them thought that although they were going to join the enemy, if they just wanted to survive and not be tortured, it would be fine if they abandoned their conscience and morality.

Just treat yourself as a beast and a scumbag, as long as you suffer less.

But now, an order just issued by Song Jianshou made them clearly realize how naive their previous ideas were. The funeral home was simply a beast among beasts!

They didn't regard them as human beings at all, or even as beasts.

If they don't do what the other person says, they will be tortured. If they do, they will still be tortured.

They can't die, they can't escape, they can't do anything, and they can't do nothing.

In an instant, those four words appeared in many people's minds - endless hell!

It wasn't until this moment that they had a personal understanding of these four words.

It’s absolutely true, this is hell.

Xia Shou opened his eyes wide and stared at these hundreds of people in surprise.

"Look at the battlefield." Pedros said to Xia Shou.

Xia Shou came back to his senses and looked at the battlefield again.

Song Jianshou's eyes crossed the battlefield and landed on Xia Shou.

Something felt strange and made him feel very uncomfortable. Although this was the first time he saw the rumored witch's trump card, the difference between the other person's aura and what he imagined was too big.

Of course, maybe the Witch's trump card is this state. He once saw a very high-level finisher who looked like a coward and even peed his pants before the fight started, but his strength was frightening.

As for extraordinary people...it's normal to have some mental problems. Strong people may not necessarily be absolutely confident.

Song Jianshou thought to himself, but he couldn't take his eyes away from Xia Shou.

And those hundreds of civilians were unable to go to Song Jianshou's side because of Song Jianshou's order.

But they didn't have the ability to take action against Xia Shou, so they could only remain in a stalemate, silently waiting for each other.

After Pedros' reminder, Xia Shou stopped looking at the civilians, bit his lower lip, and stared at Su Yue and No. 102 in the bloody battle.

"Ahhh!" A crazy roar suddenly broke out among the civilians. Several people raised their fists and shouted, running out and running towards the timekeeper.

Then, they were directly cut into large, incapable pieces by the timekeepers who did not participate in the battle.

Tracy, who was unable to participate in the battle, looked at everyone with gloomy eyes and warned in a deep voice: "Stop, it's not necessary."

At the same time, another timekeeper leaned down, picked off the heads of the outstanding birds one by one, and threw them aside.

Then he raised his head, looked at the civilians with disgust, and said with disdain:

"You people, you don't really want us to stand and kill you without resisting, right? We have done our best to achieve this level, don't look for hardship!"

At this time, the remaining people realized that these people were originally powerful people. Apart from their character, there was no difference between them and the funeral home.

Hundreds of people were stunned and stood there blankly.

Surrender to the enemy?

How to take refuge?

As long as Xia Shou and the others are still standing, the enemy will not even accept their surrender.

As for attacking Xia Shou, the consequences of doing so have already been seen.

"Haha, hahahaha!!"

The crowd suddenly burst into laughter.

Even Xia Shou, who had been staring at the battlefield, couldn't help but look sideways.

Then, in the crowd, the man who was laughing wildly pushed aside everyone and walked out.

He slowly approached Xia Shou, and knelt down as far as the timekeeper allowed.

The man smiled miserably, looked at Xia Shou desperately, then looked up at the sky, and took a deep breath.

"Mr. Xia... you are right, death is relief. I really don't want to experience the pain just now... Please let me free myself."

The other civilians were stunned for a moment, and then more and more fell to their knees.

yes.

They actually forgot that there was still this way to go.

They are not in hell!

They can still die.

Among the hundreds of people, nearly a hundred people walked out of the crowd and knelt neatly in front of Xia Shou.

Some of them looked desperate, some were dazed and wandering, and some even looked a little relaxed.

Some people can still shed tears, while some people can't shed tears at all. They look like they want to cry but have no tears. They can only howl a few times to vent their unwillingness and despair.

"The time given to you is still too long. Do you really think you have a choice? It seems that you still need to be trained."

Song Jianshou watched this scene from a distance, frowned, and raised his other hand.

Su Yue's expression changed suddenly when she saw this move.

"I kill you!"

She let out a roar, and swung out a sonic boom with the Doji Kiri in her right hand. The blade was like a curved Bailian, passing around in a circle.

The four evil ghosts surrounding her were cut off at the waist.

Su Yue roared and rushed towards Song Jianshou, rushing in as fast as a speeding sports car!

Song Jianshou glanced out of the corner of his eye, raised his hand and pulled it gently in the air, and then Su Yue saw that her hand and Tongziqie had deformed. Tongziqie and her hands suddenly became very long, just like in the mirror. The mirror image is general!

Although there is no physical difference, visually, the sense of distance is lost. Her knife and her hand are completely unable to adapt to the normal spatial perspective effect.

Then, she saw that her knife was bent. Her person had not reached Song Jianshou, but her hand was already being pulled through the space!

Song Jianshou took out an ordinary dagger with his other hand and chopped it at Su Yue's stretched and deformed wrist.

Su Yue immediately retracted her hand, and the hand that was stretched very long retracted very normally, avoiding Song Jianshou's attack.

Movement in space is normal and unaffected, but the entity will actually deform, and there is a feeling that the beauty filter really distorts reality.

"Stronger than I thought." Song Jianshou looked at Su Yue and said.

After speaking, Song Jianshou raised his hand again: "You seem to not want me to use the command spell on them, why?"

Punishment command spell, start!

"Woo woo ah ah ah!!!"

With the triggering of the second collective punishment, the same collective scream as before echoed again in the sky above the gate of Yama Palace, like countless ghosts crying for injustice.

And this time, it was not only the cyborgs and the hundreds of civilians who collapsed.

Xia Shou, who was standing next to Pedros, also knelt down without warning.

He curled up, his forehead against the ground, his mouth wide open, but he couldn't spit out any air.

His expression became extremely hideous because of the pain.

But his screams were strangled in his throat by Alice's hands.

When Song Jianshou saw this scene, his calm and calm expression finally changed, as if he suddenly figured out something.

"Could it be!" Song Jianshou thought of an incredible possibility.

"No way, the possessed spirit is clearly behind him!"

The collective punishment time was over, and Alice's hands on Xia Shou's neck finally loosened.

Xia Shou took a deep breath, bit his lips, and trembled with tears in his voice, sobbing with guilt: "Master Xia Shou... I'm sorry, I really can't hold on."

...

At the same time, at the headquarters of the funeral home, a demon-like transformed person with scaly skin, slender hands and feet, sharp index fingers, and a woman's head on his head suddenly spoke, as if talking to himself:

"It doesn't matter, you did a good job, leave it to me next."