Odd Containment Specialist

A bird-like phantom that looked like a crow and an owl appeared above Xia Shou's head, circling and making strange calls.

Song Jianshou's nose and mouth began to bleed, and blood foam kept gushing out of the cut surface of the wound, and his skin was red as if it was on fire.

Song Jianshou groaned in pain and knelt down, but he still muttered those incomprehensible words at an astonishing speed.

Xia Shou's eyes behind the mask suddenly became sharp, and he pounced on him, with the muzzle of the blood-terror revolver against Song Jianshou's chest!

Now is the time. Ordinary headshots have no effect, so use the special bullet effects of the blood-terror revolver to directly tear the opponent's body apart completely!

As long as the muzzle touches at zero distance, no matter how the space is distorted, the bullet shot out will hit Song Jianshou's body!

The man in the suit who was shot dodged swiftly, and the scarlet bullet was barely dodged, exploding into crystal-like blood thorns in the air!

The blood thorns that bloomed like red spider lilies were ignited by the red flames. The opponent's shoulder was burned by the red flames and liquefied directly!

The blood revolver strengthened by the blood demon's memory can explode the blood thorns even without contacting blood.

And after the first bloom, it will be transformed into a red flame that can liquefy the flesh of living things.

At such a close distance, the opponent cannot dodge.

It will definitely burn!

The muzzle of the revolver is like the fangs of a beast, close to Song Jianshou's chest... The distance now is enough!

At the moment Xia Shou pulled the trigger, he heard Song Jianshou suddenly speak clearly.

"I give up." He said.

As the last word was finished, an invisible wave spread silently and rapidly.

It was as if the shock wave without kinetic energy passed through Xia Shou's body without hindrance, which refreshed his spirit.

It was as if he woke up from a dream.

Xia Shou also understood that this description was very strange, because he was originally very sober, but he did have this feeling just now, and his senses, which had been raised to the extreme by the scorpion spine, became even more acute.

"Bang!"

The bullet hit Song Jianshou's chest, the blood thorn exploded, and Song Jianshou turned into a red sea urchin, and then the beautiful and gorgeous flames of the color of the red spider lily burned on it.

The surrounding space distorted by Song Jianshou suddenly returned to normal. Xia Shou saw Jiang Wengao and Mark outside vomiting blood because of the influence of [Owl Crying Blood Boiling].

Su Yue and Pedros, who were far away, were less affected.

It seems... nothing has changed.

"Brother Shou! He can project the price he paid in the Root Sea!" Jiang Wengao shouted hoarsely with his mouth full of blood.

Xia Shou was stunned when he heard this.

Project the price of the Root Sea?

Does this mean that the other party can synchronize the abnormal negative effects he suffered in the Root Sea to them?

Alice behind him suddenly spoke up: "Master Xia Shou, it's a delusion, but not yours."

"Not my delusion?"

Xia Shou looked at the body of Song Jianshou, who had been blown into a sea urchin but not yet burned, and goose bumps appeared uncontrollably on his body.

He felt a sense of horror for no reason.

"Splash..."

Below the boat, in the black water connected to the headquarters of the funeral home, there was a sound of water.

Something was stirring the calm water surface under the water.

After a few seconds, the water surface rolled up.

"Plop!"

A scaly claw stretched out from the black water and stepped on the water surface. The water surface was stirred, and a dragon-like snake-like creature crawled out of the water.

"I... often dream of such scenes. What do I think about ideals and dreams?"

The still burning body of Song Jianshou heard a voice. The red flame of the blood-terror revolver turned into a green-blue color like a ghost fire. The blood crystals broke apart, and Song Jianshou, who still had a human form, moved.

Almost all of his body was burned and liquefied, but it did not turn into blood, but into a black viscous liquid like asphalt and oil.

It was sticky, but still had a human form.

Xia Shou's hair exploded.

How could this be possible? The abnormal level of the blood-terror revolver was the second level of over-limit. After he entered the battle just now, the scorpion spine was upgraded to LV4, which means that the priority of the blood-terror revolver reached an astonishing LV6!

What kind of power did Song Jianshou use to cover the subsequent effects of the blood-terror revolver?

Song Jianshou, who had lost the upper half of his head and his right hand, walked to the bow of the boat with black mud footprints one step at a time. Above the empty head, two green ghost fires acted as eyes.

The dragon that crawled out of the black water also crawled to his feet in an extremely awkward posture.

At this time, Xia Shou really saw the appearance of the dragon-like and snake-like monster.

The monster's head and neck were only connected by a small piece of rotten flesh, and its slender body was covered with old sword marks, and some places had exposed white bones.

And on its almost broken neck, it seemed that there was a hilt-like thing exposed outside.

Xia Shou frowned and asked softly: "Is that true delusion?"

"Yes, that snake-like thing is an illusion of true delusion, of course, for normal people who can't see it." Alice gave a positive answer.

And Jiang Wengao next to him turned around at the first time, facing Su Yue and the others, and shouted loudly: "Don't come over! Even if we all die, don't come over!!"

Xia Shou glanced at Jiang Wengao: "Xiao Gao, what's going on?"

Even a fool could see that Jiang Wengao was aware of the current situation.

Jiang Wengao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled palely: "I don't know, I guess... we might be killed by other people's illusions?"

He didn't lie. He knew the ability of the Black Water Floating Boat very well. It was nothing more than being able to project the cost of the Root Sea to other people within the range.

But the problem was that the cost of the Black Water Floating Boat he knew was fifty years later, and now it was fifty years ago!

In the background description of fifty years later, the cost of the Black Water Floating Boat was at the level of destroying the city. This kind of information is of no help now.

And what the cost is now, Jiang Wengao doesn't know!

"In short, as long as you stay away, you won't be affected, but we have no way." Jiang Wengao said dully.

Song Jianshou walked down the boat, grasped the hilt of the sword on the monster's neck, and slowly pulled it out.

"The three feet of water in the box of the predecessors once went into Wutan to kill the dragon son... Some things can only be understood by those who have seen them with their own eyes." Song Jianshou muttered to himself.

The sword he pulled out was more like pulling out a beam of water - a calm surface of water under the moonlight, like milky white semi-transparent silk.

Xia Shou sighed behind his mask and looked at the dead line under his feet, but the dead line had already turned 360 degrees red and nothing could be seen clearly.

"Damn it." Xia Shou cursed in a low voice, "In the end, the one I hit was not a human at all."