Strange Recovery: Harnessing Time Strangeness At The Beginning

Stretching out his hand to touch the tombstone, he felt a cold touch.

A picture appeared in my mind.

A terrifying figure without a head controlled Thunder, walking in the wilderness, and countless figures surrounded him.

From time to time, the bursting thunder would blow up the figures one by one.

Among the scattered stumps and broken arms, strange figures flew out of these corpses and converged on the figures.

Gradually a tombstone was formed.

The tombstone carried a supernatural power, which made the figure controlling Thunder gradually dull.

The killing continues.

More strangeness overflowed from the figure of death and landed on the figure of Thunder.

Gradually a hill was carried by the figure of Thunder.

A terrible force of repression came.

Lei Ting's figure was overwhelmed.

The running figure stopped and began to kneel down on the ground, raising his hands and forming twisted handprints.

Spirituality overflowed from them.

Infused with peaks.

The mountain peaks are growing rapidly like mushrooms after rain.

In the end, a sharp mountain like a pillar of heaven was formed.

Run through the thunder figure on the top of the mountain.

Lei Ting's figure is Lei Ting's trick.

And suppressing Lei Ting's treacherous tombstone is a terrible ceremony.

Town of ghosts.

The core is the heavy mountain of cunning seals.

The strange seal of the town is an auxiliary.

A large number of weirdness is used as the base material, and the connection with ghosts forms an extremely terrifying rule of suppression.

As long as enough strangeness is used, qualitative changes can be produced.

Even a terrible and treacherous calamity like Thunderclap will be suppressed by this ritual.

hiss...

Having absorbed the knowledge, the tombstone turned into powder and disappeared without a trace.

Feeling the strange supernatural power of the manic thunder in his body.

Wu Jian opened his palms, facing the sky.

"Cloud come!"

Humid water vapor appeared out of thin air, and thick dark clouds quickly condensed.

The sky was once again covered by thick clouds.

With the appearance of dark clouds, the cold breath rippling in this gap.

There was a disgusting rotten smell.

"Ray!"

boom!

Thunder exploded.

A series of electric snakes began to dance in the dark clouds.

Wu Jian raised his arms high and pointed his index finger to the sky.

"!"

Click!

Thick thunder fell from the sky.

boom!

Amid the horrible cracking sound.

The earth was split into a huge gully.

The gully extended to a thousand meters away, and the inside was scorched black, bringing a strong smell of burning.

"Fall again!"

Click!

A series of thunderbolts fell from the sky again.

A thunderstorm formed.

The flickering thunder and lightning even formed a thunder forest that completely obscured the surrounding area.

The ground continued to explode.

The high temperature of the thunder even melted the ground into clouds of lava.

Wanton flow.

High temperatures rippling in the air.

Standing on a piece of intact ground, looking at the surrounding scene like a natural disaster.

There was a flash of lightning in Wu Jian's eyes.

"fear."

It is different from any weirdness that I control.

This Thunder's strange spirit is simpler and more rude than any other strange power.

It was a real thunder bombardment.

Whether it's people, weirdness, or landscape beds.

Nothing stands under this thunder.

They will all be blasted into scum.

Lei Tinggui's rule is pure destruction.

Zizi...

The flowing electric current beats at the tip of Wu Jian's hair.

He lowered his pointing fingers.

The thick dark clouds slowly dissipated.

The sky was clear again.

"time to go."

A strange ray of space flickered in his eyes, and Wu Jian's figure disappeared into the gap.

boom!

The sealed coffin lid exploded.

Wu Jian opened the coffin and stood up.

He sat in the stone coffin, rubbed his wrists and glanced around.

He found.

Half of the tomb where Lei Tinggui was held had collapsed at some point.

The passage he entered had been buried.

Only the area where the coffin bottles were placed remained unburied.

Wu Jian stood up from the coffin.

Space ghosts spread.

In an instant, the entire hill was enveloped.

He had a thought.

The figure has disappeared into the tomb.

"Come out.`.

The figure flashed.

Wu Jian has already arrived outside the tomb.

Looking at the clear blue sky.

A smile spread across his face.

"It's better to be realistic."

【Buzz!】

[Another tricky disaster has met your poisonous hands. 】

[The treacherous disaster named Thunder has become a part of you. 】

【How manic he used to be. 】

[But in your body, He is unable to stir up a single wave. 】

【How many is this?】

[You have managed more and more treacherous disasters. 】

[Your actions have attracted the attention of some kind of terrifying existence. 】

【Be careful, He is coming......】

The vibrating phone played a burst of horrifying music.

Wu Jian raised his hand and took out his phone.

He looked at the actual text on the screen.

It was as if he had seen grimaces grinning grinningly, releasing endless malice towards him.

"A terrifying existence?"

For this adjective, Wu Jian is really indifferent.

In the reminder of the strange era.

But for anything that is weird, it will be called a terrifying existence by Him.

As for this so-called terrifying existence, how terrifying is it?

Only the real experience will know.

Standing at the foot of the hill.

Wu Jian's eyes wandered.

He had already discovered that Chen Yishu and all the personnel stationed here had been evacuated.

In this regard, he did not feel that the other party did something wrong.

When he was controlling Thunderbolt just now, it seemed that some supernatural power overflowed, causing some terrible changes in reality.

This change caused Chen Yishu and the others to have some misunderstandings, which is also quite normal.

hey-hey…

A deep laugh suddenly rang in his ears.

Wu Jian felt a chill hit his heart.

The surrounding scenery then blurred.

The whole world seemed to be isolated by some kind of force at this moment.

"It's a ghost."

Feel the coldness on your skin.

Wu Jian's eyes moved.

The ghosts and creatures that buried the treacherous were activated accordingly.

A huge cemetery centered on him, quickly spreading outward.

Zizi!

When the burial ghosts and creatures spread to a range of about a kilometer.

This creepy ghost creature was suddenly hindered by some kind of force and could not continue to spread.

At the same time outside this ghost.

A piece of old playground equipment began to manifest.

Carousel, bumper cars, pirate ship, ferris wheel.

These playground facilities are covered with rust and dirt, as well as patches of dried blood.

With the emergence of these facilities.

Even more terrifying laughter began to ring out non-stop.

"Hee hee hee……"

"Hahaha....……"

"Hey hey..."

Followed by sharp laughter.

A series of figures of different heights walked out of the playground.

Step by step, he entered the burial ghost.

These figures are all dressed in brightly colored clown costumes, with pale foundation painted on their faces, stars and hearts painted on their eyes, and red round noses on their noses.

They are clowns.

They grinned their big mouths painted with red lip gloss, laughing and walking into the buried ghosts.

hiss!

The gray and black grave soil appeared almost instantly.

Directly bury these clowns who entered the ghost realm.

A cross stands on the tomb bag.

Suppress these weird clowns in the grave bag.

"Doo-doo!"

Almost at the same time as the cross appeared, a rainbow horn appeared in the middle of the cross, making a ridiculous trumpet sound.

With the sound of the horn.

In the graves where the clowns were buried, clown-shaped human head balloons grew out, and these human head balloons let out bursts of scalp-numbing laughter.

He flew towards Wu Jian.

A weirdness that cannot be buried?"

Looking at these balloons with human heads, Wu Jian's eyes flashed with lightning.

boom!

There was a deafening thunder.

Countless lightning bolts appeared out of thin air, directly blowing up all the balloons with human heads.

"it hurts!"

"Help!"

"Why does it hurt so much?"

"I'm dying!"

"There was thunder, there was thunder and lightning

"Woo! I'm so scared!"

As a personal head balloon exploded, screams sounded from the position where these balloons exploded.

These screams are different from the eerily cold and eerie.

Instead, it is filled with the unique pain and despair of living people.

These human head balloons are impressively connected with the lives of living people.

As many human head balloons as Wu Jian crushed, the same number of living people would die because of him.

"This kind of method... doesn't seem to be something weird."

Hearing these screams, Wu Jian's expression didn't change at all.

He continued to use the power of Thunderbolt to split the head balloon that Orishi was trying to get close to into bursts of air.

This clown is weird, and obviously wants to use the way of living people's lives to make him use the mouse.

But he didn't realize it at all, for Wu Jian.

His own safety comes first.

In order to achieve this goal, even if the blood flowed into a river, he would not blink his eyes more.

"Burying these clowns will produce human head balloons. It seems that burying creepy ghosts is not suitable for dealing with this guy."

Wu Jian turned his eyes, and the dial of time appeared in his eyes.

when!

when!

when!

when!

when!

Five death knells sounded.

The five layers of time ghosts complete the superposition.

The spreading ghost of time instantly penetrated a distance of tens of thousands of meters.

Cover this area completely.

Navigating a lot of weirdness, having absorbed so much time.

Now the time trick has become even more terrifying.

The range of the Ghost of Time on the first floor reaches a distance of 10,000 meters.

The superimposition of five layers of time ghosts directly expanded his ghosts to a range of 160,000 meters.

All times within this range.

They are all under Wu Jian's control.

He saw that a huge playground appeared on the outside of the buried ghost.

The playground is surrounded by ghosts and ghosts buried in the whole place.

In the depths of the playground, a small figure wearing Oda's clothes was sitting on a huge chair.

With a clown mask on his face, he was tilting his head and looking in the direction of Wu Jian.

His body was rippling with a strange flame of time.

These flames form a vivid clown shape.

~ Is it Him?”

exist

When Wu Jian saw the clown, the clown seemed to feel Wu Jian's gaze.

There is a terrifying supernatural force rippling in him, which begins to resist the time suspension power of the ghost of time.

With the activation of his spirit.

Amusement park-shaped ghosts began to light up in colorful neon lights.

Waves of weird music began to sound in the ghost of time.

when!

next second.

A terrible death knell sounded.

It directly smashed the music of the amusement park.

at the same time.

on the other side.

Wu Jian drew out the ancient judge sword.

"#F..."

Through the observation of the ghost of time, Wu Jian's eyes reflected the strange figure of the clown.

A cold breath poured into the body from the judge.

The curse of beheading and death has been activated.

He raised his arm and chopped it down fiercely.

A pitch-black sword mark directly penetrated the clown's body.

puff!

Seven Colored confetti erupts from the Joker's body.

The clown who had been cut in two suddenly exploded into a cloud of flying fireworks.

Disappeared among ghosts.

With the disappearance of this clown.

At the same time, the playground surrounding the buried ghosts and creatures disappeared.

Wu Jian felt the malice locked on him disappeared at the same time as the ghost disappeared.

"not dead?"

Feeling the face of the clown who disappeared at the same time as being cut off by himself.

Wu Jian frowned.

The sword just now cut the clown's body to pieces.

But it didn't hurt his essence.

He used a special terror rule to resist the judge's slash.

【Buzz!】

[You repelled the attack of the fraudulent clown. 】

[You have temporarily entered a safe state. 】

[But you have been targeted by the clown, and he will come to you sooner or later. 】

【Hee hee hee~】

"Naughty."

Seeing the hint from Wei Jiyuan, Wu Jian raised his eyebrows.

The time pointer in his eyes began to jump.

The ghosts of time began to superimpose continuously.

"You feel he can run?"

when!

when!

Dang! (Good Zhao)

when!

The four layers of ghosts are superimposed again.

It directly made the Ghost of Time reach a horrifying ten-layer depth.

Among the spreading ghosts.

Time has become Wu Jian's toy.

"Come back to me."

The Ghost of Time is activated.

The world in Wu Jian's eyes has changed.

in his eyes.

There are countless overlapping phantoms.

Some of these phantoms are familiar.

It is Chen Yishu and the Warrior who once guarded this place.

There are also some very strange.

It's the villagers who used to live here.

And some are weird.

They are the weird ones who have stayed here before.

The clown just now was one, and so was the Lei Tinggui who was dominated by Wu Jian.

besides.

There are also some vague and weird phantoms.

It also looks weird.

However, because the age is too long, it has been unable to manifest in the ghost of time on the tenth floor.

The ghosts and creatures of ten levels of time can play tricks on time.

But this kind of teasing also has a limit.

Too long a time, this ghost cannot be reversed.

"come back."

His eyes turned, and he looked at the position where Oda was just now.

Wu Jian snapped his fingers.

Snapped!

The power of time trembled suddenly.

A terrifying cold force erupted.

The time in this area is confused.

The phantom becomes a reality under the power of time.

Weird, who had already escaped, was pulled back in front of Wu Jian from the gap of hiding by the force of time.

The clown who manifested again was obviously confused about the situation.

The whole ghost is completely in a state of sluggishness.

The next moment.

There was a sharp sword mark on the ancient judge's sword.

Skimmed over his neck.

this time.

His spirit did not activate.

Because the ghosts of time on the tenth floor completely suppressed him.

He could only stay in place sluggishly.

Beheaded by Wu Jian with a sword. .