Odd Containment Specialist

Su Yue stood on a high and barren mound with others, looking at the strange scene in front of the Yama Palace in surprise.

Song Jianshou had been killed, and his body was still burning on the strange ship, but Xia Shou and his men were still fighting against invisible enemies.

However, the enemy did exist, because Mark's arms were cut off and Jiang Wengao was also injured. They were attacked by invisible enemies!

"We have to help Brother Xia Shou!" Su Yue said worriedly, turning her head to look at Pedros.

"No, let's not go over there. The young man just shouted that even if they died, we should not go over there. Since Xia Shou didn't refute it, he should have defaulted on this judgment." Pedros touched his chin and thought seriously.

Su Yue frowned, her tightly clenched hands trembled slightly, and she was extremely entangled in her heart.

Her ability was too incompatible with this place. Her ability must be singled out, and she must die in the singled out to restart, so as to become stronger.

But it is very difficult to die in the underworld. Unless the enemy has special means, she will not die even if she is chopped into pieces, and she cannot use the hands of her companions to achieve the conditions of death, because that would not be considered a duel, and her supernatural power would still not be activated.

Sure enough, relying solely on the power of Tongziqi is still too limited.

"Everyone, come together when I count to 3! It doesn't matter if you are all knocked down, attack with all your strength! His weapon can suppress the abnormality of the injured by cutting others! But there is a limit!" Xia Shou suddenly shouted at the top of his voice.

No one knew what enemy Xia Shou was referring to, but they all understood that as long as they went over, they would see the result.

"Did you hear it? I don't need to say more, right?" Pedros said to everyone in the clock tower, and no one raised any objection.

In the underworld, it is difficult for people to die, as long as they don't break into pieces, it doesn't matter if they are defeated.

And at this moment, in the hearts of everyone in the clock tower, the trump card of this witch is no longer the trump card of the witch they had previously remembered.

If they only thought that the legendary witch's trump card was a finisher with powerful superpowers, then along the way, they have already known more about this trump card, unfathomable strength, imaginative strategies, and decisive and calm execution.

Some extremely risky decisions and seemingly reckless behaviors all played a positive role in the end.

If Xia Shou had not stopped the ghost car at that time, then these thousands of people would all be transformed people, the head-changing tactics could not be implemented, and Ke Zitong and Huang Changnian would not be solved in advance.

And the funeral home will still be stopped here in the end, and then they will have to face more than just Song Jianshou, a terrifying opponent.

Everything seems to be linked together, seemingly a gamble, but every step is not wrong.

Looking back on the past ten hours, I can only say that this situation, how the hell did they get through!

"It's finally our turn to contribute! Damn, we can't always drag Lord Xia Shou down!" Someone among the hundreds of civilians shouted loudly.

Su Yue looked at them in surprise. Some of them were emotional, some were nervous, but their eyes were firm. Some were afraid and angry, but they didn't retreat.

A man with a strong look limped out of the crowd with one long and one short leg. He looked at Su Yue and the others, opened his mouth, lowered his head, and sighed guiltily: "Before... we said such excessive words to Commander Xia, now think about it..."

He paused, suddenly raised his head, patted his chest and promised loudly: "Commanders, you can rest assured this time! We are not afraid, and we will never drag our feet!"

Another man also stood up and roared: "Fuck his grandmother! I have endured the pain before, what else is there to be afraid of? It's better to fight his mother than to be turned into a ghost by those beasts!"

"That's it! Fuck it!"

"1!" Xia Shou shouted.

Everyone's spirits immediately became tense.

"2!"

"3!"

Su Yue slid down the slope of the mound like an arrow, heading straight for Xia Shou's position. When she crossed an invisible line, something indescribable passed through her, as if water passed through a sieve, and she was the water.

Then, she saw a humanoid creature covered in black and sticky, holding an extremely beautiful and elegant weapon, swinging it at Xia Shou.

Su Yue gritted her teeth and was about to rush over, but suddenly the man turned around and slashed directly in front of her with a sword!

Su Yue bent down with one hand, dodging the sword as if she had no bones, twisting her waist and turning over at a speed that even yoga masters could hardly achieve, using the momentum of turning around to cut Tongziqie down to the ground.

The tip of Tongziqie's knife stabbed a piece of sand on the ground and scraped towards Song Jianshou's calf.

"Didn't cut it off?!" Su Yue's eyes widened in surprise.

Tongziqie's sharpness, except for the time when she was defeated by Yi Lei, she had never encountered such a hard thing!

Su Yue raised her head and looked at Xia Shou in the distance. She saw Xia Shou stretched out his little finger to her, and her heart finally settled down.

This was the code they agreed on. Making this move meant that she was now in the [self-destruction].

But...isn't the cooldown time for self-destruction 24 hours?

This doubt flashed through Su Yue's mind, and she didn't hesitate, and attacked Song Jianshou with all her strength!

In the distance, Xia Shou had already pulled away a certain distance, but he was not far away from the battlefield.

He pointed at Song Jianshou and shouted to everyone: "Go over and let him chop! Quick! Don't resist!"

Xia Shou's heart was pounding.

He knew that his guess was a bit jumpy, but he felt that it was the correct answer.

What made him think of this answer was the content of Glendower's manuscript.

The manuscript said that in the present world, the hallucinations seen by patients with abyssal syndrome were actually created by the nameless ones in the Root Sea to select disciples, and only qualified people could see them.

Those hallucinations can essentially be regarded as the influence of the Root Sea, not belonging to the present world, so only deep divers can touch them.

Then, if this is the case, Song Jianshou now, at least the weapon in his hand, will not be affected by the retrospective effect of [Self-Destruction], that is to say, if he can make the weapon lose its power by piling up the number of people, then he can kill the opponent!

No, not killing, but sealing.

What he was facing now was no longer Song Jianshou, but the mysterious power that eroded Song Jianshou's mind and dragged him into the abyss. Song Jianshou's mission as a medium of advent had been completed not long ago.

Like Idrisu, he had become a monster that could not be killed by conventional methods. Unless he was erased by desire, he could only be sealed.

When No. 102 passed by Xia Shou, he frowned and said, "Hey, if you mess up in the end, you're done!"

Then, she rushed up and was chopped by Song Jianshou.

Hundreds of civilians also roared and swarmed up, surrounding Song Jianshou like a colony of ants rushing towards a sugar cube, and then they were chopped down like rice being cut.

At this moment, Xia Shou felt touched.

He actually didn't expect it to be so smooth. They should not understand the meaning behind this order at all, right?

But everyone didn't have any doubts, they all believed him, and took suicide actions at the first time.

Just this point, I don't know how much time he saved in [reaching the pinnacle] and how much depth he sank less.

"Thank you very much." Xia Shou said softly as he looked at the fallen civilians.

The sword in Song Jianshou's hand could no longer be described as sharp. It was so thin that it had no thickness, like a piece of rippled moonlight, as if it carried the concept of "separation".

When the human body was cut open, it would not even feel the impact.

There was no real feeling of being cut, but the flesh was separated smoothly.

At this moment, the light of the sword was getting dimmer and dimmer.

When cutting ordinary people, the sword would have almost no effect. Only when cutting extraordinary people would the light change visible to the naked eye.

In a group of noisy people, Pedros, with his hands in his pockets, seemed particularly calm. He stood not far away and did not rush forward. Instead, he waited for a while until Song Jianshou teleported in front of him and then cut his crown.

At that moment, Xia Shou saw the sword light suddenly dim.

"The more powerful the extraordinary power, the more energy it takes to suppress it." Xia Shou said, touching his chin.

The person standing in front of him was gone. Song Jianshou swung his sword for the last time and came to Xia Shou.

The blade swung towards Xia Shou's neck. A dozen colorful flame chains flew out from the shadow under Xia Shou's feet, tightly wrapping Song Jianshou's muddy body and the strange sword in his hand.

Even the invisible moonlight-like sword body was tightly wrapped by the chains!

Xia Shou looked at the half face that was close at hand, with two ghost fires on it, and was as dirty as melted asphalt, and asked:

"Can you still hear me?"

Song Jianshou didn't speak, but Xia Shou heard a voice.

A very young man's voice.

From the sword in his hand came——

"Fei Guang Fei Guang, I'll give you a glass of wine.

I don't know how high the blue sky is, how thick the yellow earth is.

I only see the cold sun and the warm moon, and I come to fry people's lives..."