Strange Recovery: Harnessing Time Strangeness At The Beginning

hum!

A special passenger plane flies in the sky.

On the passenger plane, there were more than a dozen men and women exuding a cold aura.

They were silent and their eyes wandered.

Looking at other people around.

They are all Huaxia's masters of treachery.

And they are quite a powerful group.

The reason why they all sit on this plane.

the reason is simple.

Huaxia used some kind of strange item to lock the so-called Holy Son.

They are the expeditionary force assembled by China.

Prepare to make a strong assault and directly kill this holy son who is doing things in China.

Those who offend China will be punished even if they are far away!

The enemy has already reached the door, and the Huaxia side can't bear it anymore.

In just one day, Huaxia assembled a group of experts.

Set off on the spot, ready to give this holy son a good look.

"Everyone, get ready, we will arrive in the sky above the destination in half an hour."

A deep voice sounded, and Zhao Tiejun stood in front of the cabin with an expressionless face.

He looked at the indifferent face of a master of tricks in the cabin, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

"Many of you used to be lone rangers, and some of you were masters of other organizations, but now everyone has the same identity, that is, a member of the Chinese Expeditionary Army.

"And there is only one purpose for us to come here!"

"Get rid of this so-called holy son and let the whole world know that anyone who offends China will be punished no matter how far away he is!"

"are you ready?"

Zhao Tiejun's voice was not high, but when it reached everyone's ears, it was deafening.

All the treacherous masters clenched their fists, and a mass of annihilation ignited in their cold eyes.

"Even if you are far away, you will be killed!"

A short-haired treacherous master raised his fist and shouted.

This action of his seemed to be a ignited fuse, causing the emotions in the cabin to explode.

"Even if you are far away, you will be killed!"

"Even if you are far away, you will be killed!"

"Even if you are far away, you will be killed!"

One by one fists were raised high, one after another shouted, and passionate emotions were surging.

Zhao Tiejun couldn't help showing a smile.

But at this moment.

Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw several small dots approaching here in the sky outside the cabin.

His pupils shrank, and he realized that the approaching dots were strange figures with hairless wings growing from their backs.

"Warning! Enemy attack!"

Zhao Tiejun was very familiar with these figures.

It was those human beings who were infected by the spirit of the Holy Son and became ghost slaves.

His cessation of drinking made the atmosphere in the cabin tense instantly.

All the exorcists looked out of the window in the direction of his gaze.

They saw the ghost slaves who were approaching quickly.

"The ghost master with long-range attack means is ready! The range of the ghost slave's spiritual infection is about 150 meters to 200 meters. It is possible to have a wider range. We need to get close to the transport plane 500 meters away from the other party. Within the range, heal them."

Zhao Tiejun was very calm, looking at the ghost slaves who kept approaching and said.

After hearing his words, two masters of treachery stood up.

"I'll come first, if I can't solve everything, how are you doing?"

It was a young man with a gloomy complexion who spoke. He glanced at the younger woman beside him and said.

"good."

This woman was wearing a dirty black dress, her hair was messed up, her face was pale and cold, like a dead body.

The young man came to the window and took out a tattered doll and an awl from his pocket.

He holds a puppet in one hand and an awl in the other.

There was a disturbing chill in his body.

Through the observation window, his eyes locked onto the ghost slave who was flying towards this side.

The image of a ghost slave was outlined in his eyes.

puff!

Hands up and down.

The awl in the young man's hand directly penetrated the puppet in his hand.

Accompanied by a burst of abnormal noise as if piercing into the body of a living person.

The puppet let out a sharp scream, and a stream of blood spewed from his chest.

Almost at the same time that the puppet was stabbed.

A ghost slave flying in the sky also shot out a ray of blood from its chest, falling from the sky like a kite with a broken string.

"call!"

Exhaling a mouthful of stale air with a rancid smell, the young man pulled the awl out of the puppet's chest.

hee hee hee~

A burst of sharp laughter spat out from the puppet's mouth, and the wound on his body healed instantly.

And there was a trace of blood on the young man's chest.

But he didn't turn his attention to the Holy Son Ghost Nu who was still approaching again.

puff!

puff!

puff!

Lift the cone and drop it, lift the cone and drop it again.

These ghost slaves who were approaching were quickly shot down by this young man.

"call!"

Following the fall of the last ghost slave, the young man whose chest was already stained red with blood turned as pale as a dead man.

But he didn't change his expression at all.

"Solved, I need to rest for a while."

After finishing speaking, the cold young man sat on the chair and closed his eyes.

"Thanks for your hard work."

The woman who stayed by the young man's side all the time and had no chance to make a move said softly.

It's a pity that this young man has no intention of responding at all, and has been dozing there with his eyes closed.

To this.

The woman sat back in her seat without saying anything.

"The danger is over, everyone adjust your status, we are almost there, Tan Yi, you are exhausting too much, just return directly with the transport plane."

Zhao Tiejun glanced at the young man approvingly, and then said to everyone.

"Need not."

The youth who used the awl puppet opened his bloodshot eyes and said in a deep voice.

"I'm fine."

"you sure?"

Zhao Tiejun frowned and said in a deep voice.

"The next battle is very dangerous, don't force it."

"I'm OK."

Tan Yi said with a serious face.

"good."

Taking a deep look at him, Zhao Tieshi nodded.

【ZiZi...】

[Captain Zhao, the destination has arrived. 】

The voice of the pilot of the plane came from the headset.

Zhao Tiejun took a deep breath and looked at a middle-aged man with square eyes.

"Gao Jianhui, do it."

"Yes, Captain."

The middle-aged man put his hand on the door of the plane and pushed it lightly.

A piercing cold breath rose from him.

The door of the plane was pushed open by him.

The cabin door opened, and what appeared was not the imaginary outside sky, but an old elevator car.

"The elevator can accommodate eight people at a time. After going up, choose the negative second floor. In the elevator, don't stand in the corner, don't chat casually, if you see a figure in the corner, ignore it, don't answer when someone calls your name, and shut down if the elevator stops halfway." Close your eyes, wait until it runs again and then open your eyes. When you reach the second floor, leave within ten seconds.

Gao Jianhui put his hand on the door frame and reminded him.

This elevator is a weird, weird elevator that he drives.

This elevator has the function of transporting back and forth between the ghost land and reality, and can transport the ghost masters on the transport plane to the island below.

However, taking this elevator also has certain risks.

Because the elevator itself has supernatural powers, and has its own rules of killing.

Even as the master of this elevator.

Nor can Gao Jianhui invalidate these dire rules.

He can only point out all the dangerous parts of this elevator, so that the trick masters who take the elevator will be mentally prepared.

"Got it, let's go."

The treacherous masters in the cabin nodded clearly, consciously divided into several groups, and walked into the treacherous elevator.

click!

The elevator doors close.

Gao Jianhui felt a strange aura.

About a minute later, the elevator doors opened again.

"Next wave."

Another eight treacherous masters walked into the elevator.

Delivered several waves in a row.

Soon there were only five people left in the cabin.

At this time, the cold aura on Gao Jianhui's body was already very strong.

The ghosts on his body also became agitated.

"are you OK."

Tan Yi, who also looked weak, looked at Gao Jianhui's pale face and asked.

"Don't worry, there's no problem."

Gao Jianhui twitched his lips, patted his chest, and said confidently.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Tan Yi nodded and walked into the elevator.

Wait until the last person enters the elevator.

Gao Jianhui also stepped in and pressed the button for the second floor.

The elevator doors close.

A cold, rancid breath rose in the elevator car, making the elevator seem like a moving coffin.

Such a terrible change, but it couldn't make everyone in the elevator change their expressions.

As a member of the expeditionary force.

They are all experienced masters of trickery.

All kinds of weird events experienced are not less than double digits.

This kind of strange elevator ghost is a child's play to them.

Against the constant whispers behind him.

The tricky elevator reached the ground floor.

Accompanied by the sound of Ding Dong.

The door of the elevator opened suddenly.

What they saw was a jungle, and the previous batches of tricksters had disappeared.

Seeing this scene, the expressions of these masters of treachery changed.

Gao Jianhui even pressed the button to force the door to close.

But in the next second.

Their consciousness was in a trance for a while.

Found that he has been able to disappear from the elevator car.

Came to an ancient huge church.

They felt that the weirdness they were driving suddenly fell into silence, and their bodies couldn't help clasping their hands together, kneeling on the ground.

"God so loved the world..."

A low, gloomy voice echoed in the huge church.

The few people who had just entered this church found that the previous waves of ghost masters who got off the plane were also kneeling on the ground with their hands clasped, just like them.

But their faces are ugly.

As if resisting something.

"Believe in God, you will have eternal life..."

The deep voice sounded again, and these pickers suddenly felt a strange impulse rising from their hearts.

The urge is an urge to worship.

And the object they want to worship is right in front of them.

In the middle of the church, under a huge colorful floor-to-ceiling window.

An old cross stands up.

on the cross.

A white-haired boy who was only twelve or thirteen years old was smiling and looking at the kneeling people below.

His smile was exaggerated, and the cracked corners of his mouth even reached the roots of his ears.

A mouth full of teeth and blood-red gums were exposed.

in his eye sockets.

A pair of cross-shaped pupils are constantly shrinking.

He is Isaac.

Not quite Isaac.

At this time, his consciousness has been occupied and fused by a strange thing called Faith.

Now He is already a person who possesses human beings who are aware of the strangeness.

"What are you waiting for?"

The flesh on the chest squirmed slightly, and the chest that had been pierced suddenly split open, turning into a big mouth full of flat teeth, and deep voices continuously came out of this big mouth.

"I am a god, the existence you have always worshiped and respected."

"Whoever believes in me will never suffer from hunger and thirst."

"Whoever believes in me will be reborn after death."

"Whoever believes in me will never fall into darkness."

The deep voice carried a strange force, constantly invading the consciousness of these masters of mystery.

The urge to worship continues to rise in the consciousness of these trick masters.

They struggled against the urge.

Because they know that this impulse should be the sage rule controlled by this boy.

Faith is mortal.

Worship is mortal.

Wave after wave of impulses hit the spirits of these treacherous masters.

The veins on their foreheads were bulging, and the corners of their mouths were bleeding.

They are resisting the urge to worship in their minds by chewing their tongues in pain.

Seeing the struggle of these treacherous masters.

Isaac on the cross gave a nasty smile.

Yes.

He deliberately didn't release the supernatural power, and directly wiped out the resistance consciousness of these trick masters, and killed them.

Instead, it used a low-intensity bewitching ability to continuously erode the hearts of these trick masters.

As for why he did it?

It was all because of Isaac's bad character.

Gaining human consciousness, Weird will also have the same emotions and thinking as humans.

He learned to play with his prey.

These treacherous masters who came from China were obviously very interesting prey.

The weirdness controlled by these weirdos is very weak.

But 4.2 is that their will is very firm.

They were affected by His supernatural power again and again, and they developed a strong impulse.

But they will resist this impulse with their strong will at the last moment.

This makes the faith trick that has gained the consciousness of Isaac very interesting.

It also gave him an impulse.

He wanted to see where the limits of these people were.

He decided to use a method of adding weight layer by layer to gradually increase his spiritual erosion of these trick masters.

Until they all become "believers".

"Damn it!"

Zhao Tiejun knelt on the ground, his forehead and neck were covered with bulging veins, and his mouth was also dripping with blood.

As the first expeditionary force to board the treacherous elevator.

He is also the first wave of masters who have been captured by beliefs.

He has already suffered two waves of spiritual attacks of strange beliefs, and his whole body is a little unconscious.

But the human pride in his heart made him cling to the last belief.

Even if I die, I won't worship this damned weirdness!

Staring at his bloodshot eyes, Zhao Tiejun fixedly stared at Isaac above him.

next second.

A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

He seemed to see a huge shadow approaching through the French windows behind Isaac.

what's the situation?

Isn't this the ghost of this monster?

Strong doubts arose in Zhao Tiejun's heart.

After this doubt, the shadow outside the window became thicker, bigger, and magnified.

boom!

In the violent impact.

The bow of a huge ship smashed the colorful glass windows on the spot.

broke into the church.

The cross standing in front of the window was already under the bow of the ship. .