Pirate’s Brood Order

A gleam of light appeared strangely from the wax liquid on the ground, like a white mirror reflecting everyone in, and at the same time, a shrouded mirror appeared on the ceiling above the head, and the surrounding wax sculptures shook strangely. They all turned around and looked at them...

"The wax figures come to life!"

Everyone was attracted by the rolling eyeballs of the wax figure, and were stared at by more than 1,000 pairs of white eyeballs at the same time. Immediately, these vicious big pirates felt dense goose bumps on their backs.

But only Poison Q had sharp eyes, he saw the corpse lying on the ground, and quietly stopped convulsing, and Vista blinked at him with eyes like seeing a dead person.

"Hiss~"

Du Q hissed, his heart was filled with coolness, he opened his mouth and was about to make a sound, but the wax figures around him let out a shriek that pierced the eardrums first.

In the eerie reflection of the burning candles around, the surrounding wax wall floated up on the ground, and suddenly covered with the huge mirror above the head, forming a dark white mirror prison.

All the people and wax figures are in the mirror prison, and mirrors are erected on the ground like mushrooms after a spring rain, dividing the whole mirror prison into small areas, in which countless images are reflected, which is so dense and confusing that people I can't tell the truth from the false, and even my own sense of existence is being weakened.

Wax figures and mirror images are everywhere as far as the eye can see, reflecting, reflecting, reflecting again, reflecting again, and the depths of the eyes are engulfed by endless chaos.

Chi!

A dark white arm rubbed the bridge of Poison Q's nose, tearing off a piece of flesh. The latter was terrified, and while stepping back, he grabbed it with his backhand, and the arm solidified by wax was torn off.

The next moment.

There are countless outstretched arms in all directions. These wax figures are full of transparent light, and they all transform into the same strange face. There are three crystal clear eyes on the face, especially the eyeball in the middle of the brow, which seems to be sewn into the skin. Yes, you can still vaguely see the scars left by the needlework.

"My name is Gana, and I like your eyes."

Every wax figure turned into a Gana, and all the wax figures opened their mouths at the same time to make the same tone of voice, and Gana also appeared in the surrounding mirrors, watching everyone with gloomy eyes, and said faintly : "Are you willing to be my collection?"

Boom! !

In an instant, countless wax figures collapsed and melted, and countless arms crawled out from the ground. There was an eyeball on the open palm exuding a scarlet light, and the densely packed arms squirmed into a pale hell, shrouding the sky. everyone.

The gloomy sound is like a stereoscopic image, covering everyone's voice, and they can't even see the location of their companions, because the dense mirrors confuse the space, and the sense of confusion makes the senses of the brain lost.

Poison Q's face was particularly serious, because the corpse on the ground disappeared, and Vista's corpse was gone.

Chi!

The barrel of the gun swung into a whirlwind, and the intensive firepower shattered the arm of the bee pupa, and then the bullets pierced strangely into the ripples of the mirror, and in the next moment, all the bullets bounced back from the mirror, and shot at Poison Q overwhelmingly.

"you are the first!"

A sinister voice came from the back of Poison Q's head, and his cold breath brushed over the bristling hair on his neck. Poison Q suddenly turned his head and turned around, clenched his arms like a poisonous dragon out of its nest and smashed it behind him, and the barrel shot out A dazzling fiery snake.

Wearing a white top hat, heart-shaped glasses and half of his head was blown to pieces, but he still grinned strangely and let out a creepy sneer: "You've got the wrong person, I'm Zangao, not Jia That!"

Zango, whose head was sunken and melted, had a playful and cold smile on the corner of his mouth, and the circular saw hooked on his fingers rotated back and forth, which happened to be reflected in Poison Q's constricted eyes.

The circular saw that formed a phantom was swinging back and forth, Poison Q's eyes were in a trance for a moment, Gana stepped out from a mirror, and five fingers directly grabbed Poison Q's face, nails were as deep as blades into Poison Q In the eye sockets, his whole face was covered with blood.

With a pull of the finger hook, two bloody eyeballs were hooked out intact. Poison Q let out a horrified howl, and subconsciously covered the empty eye hole with both hands. go out.

tick tock... tick tock...

The sound of blood dripping was like the beating of the heart, and Du Q's face was pale, and then he felt that the whole person was twisted and squeezed by some invisible force, the soul seemed to be pulled out of the body, and the body seemed to be soft and nothing The noodles sank into a viscous and icy ocean.

"It's open today!"

In the mirror, Gana's right hand is clenched and playing with the two eyeballs. Poison Q's body is solidified inch by inch in the mirror. The blood-holed eyes are hollow and deep. The whole figure is like a puppet whose consciousness has been swallowed up. Slowly walked towards the deepest part of the mirror, and soon disappeared.

"The collection behind the mirror is getting richer and richer, hehehe..."

Looking down at the dead body of Poison Q, Gana let out a sinister laugh, and the eyeballs between his brows rolled faintly, looking for the next target to attack.

Almost at the same time that Gana solved the poisonous Q, Vista, who was entangled in black threads, got up from the ground strangely, but his figure did not appear in the mirrors covering all sides.

There was a soft chirping sound, the sound of the air tearing to the sides, and the next moment, Vista shot out from a pile of squirming pale arms like a corpse, and landed on the top of Namuir's head in an instant. .

Muir's tyrannical body was covered with torn bloody cuts everywhere, and those strange arms overlapped and exuded a transparent light, scratching at him overwhelmingly.

Every time a wave of arms was defeated, the force of the murloc's karate impact was reflected by the eyeballs on those palms, and then instantly shattered and exploded, and the force of the impact just now was rebounded—hitting him from all directions at a faster speed.

Surrounding him were eyeballs shattered into scum, and there were even cobweb-like cracks floating on the surrounding mirror surface, overlapping layer by layer.

And every time he looked at those weird mirrors, Muir felt a sense of horror in his heart, which made him quickly retract his gaze, and the outline of his figure in the mirror became clearer and clearer.

Right now!

A stern black light flashed across the edge of the sword, and Vista's eyes were cold, as if he was an unconscious dead person. The blade in his hand was like a cold cloud pattern, and he approached him with only one step, and the tip of the knife loosened. , the cutting air seemed to be splitting, covering the entire straight line from the top of Muir's head to his chest at once...