Strange Recovery: Harnessing Time Strangeness At The Beginning

"Thanks.

A trace of complacency could not be restrained on his face, Bai Dong nodded.

If someone else said that, he probably wouldn't feel much.

He has controlled two monsters, and it is natural for him to become stronger. Such words have no meaning to him.

But Wu Jian is different.

This is a real boss.

A super strong man who can solve S-level weird incidents just after opening the server.

After the update of the deceitful era, he was the man who directly climbed to the top of the reward list.

Get a compliment from him.

It took a lot of effort for Bai Dong to restrain the urge to laugh out loud.

"You are looking for me for something."

Wu Jian casually ordered a few dishes, then looked up at Qin Shuyu and Bai Dong.

I ran into them as soon as I went out.

Obviously, the two have been waiting for a long time.

"Wu Jian, you have to be careful. The treacherous masters who smuggled across the border from many other countries recently should be targeting you."

Qin Shuyu looked solemn and serious.

"It will be very unsafe for you to stay here any longer, you can go with us, we will always arrange a safe place for you.

"No, thanks."

Wu Jian smiled and said lightly.

"They've come."

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After hearing this, Qin Shuyu was taken aback.

next second.

She suddenly felt a corpse-like stench rippling in the air.

The whole restaurant suddenly changed into another look.

Dark and damp.

The modern decoration suddenly turned into a medieval-looking room.

Dark log beams, stained wooden floors, and moss-covered stone walls.

The screams of countless people seemed to echo in this room.

Seeing this scene, Qin Shuyu felt her body tense, and the chair under her buttocks had turned into a torture chair. Her hands and feet were bound to this chair by the handcuffs and shackles protruding from the chair.

The cold and strange aura came from these instruments of torture and injected into her body, causing her body to fall into a deathly stiff state.

The only eyeball she could move was 19 looking straight at Bai Dong who was opposite her.

At this time, her companion was also bound to the chair, unable to move.

And Wu Jian.

Gone.

"Wu Jian should go to find the owner of the ghost, this guy is scary, my ghost has been suppressed.

Bai Dong, who was also bound to the chair, was not able to blink like Qin Shuyu because of something strange in his body.

He struggled hard, and after confirming that he could not break free from the chair, he raised his head and looked beside Qin Shuyu.

There, there was an empty chair.

The handcuffs and shackles of the chair had been violently pulled off, which showed that the torture chair, which could easily suppress him, could not have the slightest influence on the white-haired woman.

"Is this the strength of the ancient treacherous master?"

As an archaeologist of the Bureau of Archeology, Bai Dong knew about the existence of Zhang Jiuzhi.

But for her strength, he is not clear.

It wasn't until he saw her tearing up the torture chair just now that he realized that this was also a real boss with extraordinary strength.

"It doesn't feel like a dimensional existence at all."

The mist was drifting.

Cover up the surrounding scene.

A series of weird and grotesque buildings gradually appeared in the mist.

The sky gradually turned into pitch black.

A large abnormal waning moon hung in the sky, exuding a deep and cold light.

This is a ghost.

Not exactly a ghost.

This is a small world-like ghost creature that merges with the gap.

Engulfed by this ghost, Wu Jian has already left the real world.

"Somewhat familiar."

In this ghost creature, the looming figure of Tao is walking.

This figure is wearing a black overcoat, has white hair, and a pair of eyes emitting a strange light in the darkness.

If you look carefully, you will find that the dial of the clock is flashing in his left eye, and the spiral ruler is entangled in his right eye.

In these eyes, everything seems to have no secrets.

"It's similar to the Kowloon Walled City, but it's also a little different. Is it the ghosts of foreign exiles?"

He who has already activated the space ghost is in a superimposed state of presence and absence.

When he wants to touch something, his concept in the space is in the state, but when he is attacked, he is no longer in the space.

No attack can attack what is not there.

This is where the space ghosts are stupid.

I can hit you, but you'll never touch me.

Unless he has an attack method that can ignore the concept of space, no one can hurt him.

Zizi.....

The sound of friction, like metal being dragged on the ground, came from afar.

Wu Jian felt a terrible cold approaching, he raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound.

He saw a huge figure coming out of the mist.

This is a giant man wearing a western medieval executioner's pointed hat and a black robe.

In his hand, he dragged a huge decapitating ax with a surface the size of a wheel.

This ax was covered with dark red blood stains, and the ax blade was covered with broken cracks, even if it was separated by a long distance.

Wu Jian seemed to have smelled the sticky smell of blood on the axe.

"Weird..."

Looking at this strong man, the eyes in the room became sharp.

"It's also weird..."

His eyes moved and turned to the giant ax in his hand.

Wu Jian opened his palm, and the broken sword had already fallen into his hand.

He felt a familiar chill in this executioner.

There seemed to be something hidden in him that disgusted him very much.

"Die."

Feeling this, Wu Jian no longer hesitated, clenched his hand and cut down with the broken sword.

puff!

The curse of beheading and death erupted.

The executioner dragging the huge ax was cut in two and fell to the ground.

Zizi

Zizi...

Just as the executioner fell down, the sound of metal dragging was heard again in the thick fog.

Two tall figures slowly came out of the mist.

Feeling the same cold aura on these two executioners as the one just now.

Wu Jian thought for a while and put away the broken sword in his hand.

"Will it split after beheading? What about burning?"

Opening the palm, a faint yellow flame ignited on the palm, and then suddenly expanded, Wu Jian waved one hand.

A huge ball of fire directly ignited the executioner who was closer to him.

call!

The dim yellow flames swelled and swallowed the strong body of the executioner directly, and the executioner who ignited into a big torch did not stop, and continued to walk towards Wu Jian.

But he only took two steps before falling to the ground.

His body has been burnt to ashes.

Zizi....

Zizi....

As the executioner fell to the ground, the sound of the ax dragging was heard again in the mist.

Another two figures came out of the mist.

"Kill one and get two out. It seems that these guys are not the source of ghosts."

Wu Jian dispelled the strange flames and did not continue to attack.

These executioners should be a kind of realization similar to the rules of ghost killing.

Killing him is meaningless, it will only make his terror level higher and higher.

The dial in Wu Jian's left eye flickered, and the ghost of time suddenly expanded.

when!

The invisible ripples spread very slowly in the ripples, and the supernatural power in this ghost creature is resisting the invasion of the ghost creature of time.

Extending about 200 meters outward, the room feels that the Civic of Time on the first floor has reached its limit.

In this sea of ​​ghosts, apart from being able to feel the time torch burning on these executioners, he didn't notice any other strange aura.

This is clearly not normal.

when!

The quarter pointer jumped again.

The ghosts of the second layer of time began to expand.

This layer of ghost creature and the first layer of ghost creature of time superimposed on each other, erupting with even more terrifying power.

Let the surrounding scene start to vibrate.

The spirit of this ghost creature is being interfered by the ghost creature of time, and instability has begun to appear.

The expansion speed of the ghost creature on the second floor increased sharply, and it only took one breath to completely cover this area.

"Found you."

Sensing several unnatural time torches hidden in the Ghost of Time, Wu Jian narrowed his eyes, and a fierce light flashed across them.

His right eye flickered slightly, and disappeared in place.

"Oh! Xuete! That white-haired Chinese man has disappeared!"

In a church-like building, a curly-haired white man with a hooked nose uttered a curse.

Behind him was a head with a pointed hood.

Half of the head's neck had already merged into the skin of his back. Where the head and his skin merged, it was as pale as death, and there was still foul-smelling thick water.

"What! Jack, didn't you say that your executioner has infinitely divisive killing rules, as long as you are targeted by him, even if it is weird, you will be beheaded? Why did you let that Chinese man run away!"

A sharp shout sounded, and a woman wearing a black and red two-color European-style classical dress had an ugly face.

"Fake! You shouldn't ask me, but old Jason. He built this ghost creature. The other party can only run away because old Jason's ghost creature didn't block the opponent's ghost creature. 1"

Jack spat out thick phlegm fiercely, and raised his finger to point to the other side in the teaching.

It was a benevolent, bald old man with a full beard. He was wearing a black priest's attire, and he was praying with his eyes closed.

"Jason, don't you want to explain?"

The woman turned her face to the bald old man.

"Amen, this Wu Jian has ghosts that can suppress the temple. His strength is very terrifying. According to my opinion, we should withdraw now." Otherwise, the other party will soon find our hiding place.

Jason drew the cross on his chest and said calmly.

"Are you telling us to escape? Are you kidding me! I am a member of the great Elizabeth family, and it is absolutely impossible to escape without a fight!"

The woman screamed like a hysterical lunatic.

Hearing her voice, both Jason and Jack frowned.

"Aren't you going? Then don't go."

The indifferent voice suddenly sounded, causing the expressions of the three people in the church to change.

Before the three of them could respond, a complete knife light flashed across the church.

Plop!

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground sounded.

The head of this woman from the Elizabeth family slipped off her neck, and streams of stinky blood flowed out from her severed neck.

"You move very fast, Jiuzhi. 070"

The space was slightly distorted, and Wu Jian's figure suddenly appeared in the church.

He looked at Zhang Jiuzhi who was holding a sharp knife in his hand, and then at

Jason and Jack, who looked shocked, smiled slightly.

"They didn't pay attention to me, so naturally they are faster than you."

Flicking the blood on the sharp knife, Zhang Jiuzhi's left eye had a bunch of strange words that were born and died.

"She's not dead yet."

Looking at Elizabeth's head with her eyes wide open and her eyes wide open, Zhang Jiuzhi slowly raised the sharp knife in his hand.

As her voice fell.

The glaring Elizabeth's head suddenly let out a scalp-numbing shriek of laughter.

Hearing her laughter, Jason and Jack's expressions changed suddenly,

Jason grabbed Jack's arm, and the two disappeared from the church.

Terrible laughter rang through the entire church party almost at the same time.

boom!

All the glass windows of the church were shattered.

Terrible sound waves mixed with the rules of killing stirred up in this small church.

snort!

With a muffled groan, a few lights and shadows of distorted words flashed across Zhang Jiuzhi's body.

Because of this sharp laughter, these lights and shadows all exploded into a gloomy atmosphere.

However, it also blocked the spiritual impact brought by this scream.

On the other side, Wu Jian didn't even bat his eyelids in the face of this horrible laughter.

These terrifying sounds passed through his body as if passing through the air, without affecting him in the slightest.

"It's too ugly, shut up."

Ignoring the sharper and sharper laughter, Shi Jian walked to Elizabeth's head.

He looked down at the head whose expression gradually changed as he approached.

Silently raised the sole of his foot.

"In the next life, keep your eyes bright.

puff!

Step on the ghost leather boots.

The ghosts of the people-stomping trick and the stitching trick erupted immediately.

Elizabeth's head was like a balloon filled with water, and it was directly blown into flying minced meat.

Black lines emerged from the soles of Elizabeth's ghost leather boots that trampled to death. In Elizabeth's shattered head, something like a larynx was rolled up and pulled into the leather snow army between the fruits.

【Buzz!】

[Congratulations on defeating an attack by a foreign treacherous master. 】

【Your ghost leather boots also stole a strange fragment and merged into itself. 】

[This fragment gives your ghost leather boots the rule of killing people with footsteps. 】

[As long as someone hears the footsteps of the ghost leather boots, they will be attacked by the ghost leather boots. 】

【Your unstoppable strength has frightened the two fleeing foreign masters of cunning, they are already ready to run away, why don't you hurry up and chase them!】.