Strange Recovery: Harnessing Time Strangeness At The Beginning

Dead silence, indifference.

Wu Jian opened his eyes, but there was no trace of human emotion in his eyes.

Filled with only indifference that does not seem like a living person.

His body stood up straight, and a pair of dead eyes swept towards the figure.

While Wu Jian cast his gaze.

The figure who was reaching out to grab Fu Xianshu suddenly froze.

Slowly turned his head to Wu Jian's direction.

Two almost identical faces looked at each other.

The only difference is the eyes of the two.

Deep in Wu Jian's indifferent eyes, there was a hint of humanity.

And in the depths of that figure's eyes, there is only strong resentment.

This is the difference between humans and ghosts.

"Alive?"

His forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his abdomen was a little swollen. He saw the movement of the figure, and also noticed Wu Jian's awakening.

She raised her hand and covered her stomach.

His face suddenly turned pale, and a streak of red blood flowed down his abdomen.

Wow!

The shrill cry disappeared in a flash.

Her swollen belly was flat again.

at her feet.

There was an extra bloody piece of meat.

This piece of meat is still twitching.

"Well, it should be Li Zeng who brought Wu Jian back to life in some way."

In a flash of lightning, Lei Xiang, who was also pale, appeared beside Fu Xianshu.

There was a trace of burnt smell on her body.

It was as if the corpse had been burned by high-voltage electricity.

Although it didn't take long to fight against the figure.

But Lei Xiang was under a lot of pressure, and now she was driving strangely, and she was so restless that she almost recovered.

"what should we do?"

Fu Xianshu glanced at Li Zeng, who was lying stiffly on the ground with his eyes wide open, with a look of sadness in his eyes.

"Take a break, then play it by ear and help Wu Jian fight this monster.

Lei Xiang exhaled a mouthful of blackened exhaust gas, adjusting his state.

"good!"

Fu Xianshu nodded.

But in the next second.

Lei Xiang and Fu Xianshu felt dazed for a while.

They have appeared in an open field hundreds of kilometers away.

by their side.

Li Zengzheng sat up from the ground in a daze.

"What happened?"

Touching his eye sockets, Li Zeng, who had come back from the dead, looked bewildered.

He clearly remembered that he should have died.

But now he is alive again.

Moreover, even the injuries of the body have recovered.

"We were sent out by Wu Jian."

Fu Xianshu looked up into the distance.

over there.

The entire space seemed to be disturbed by some kind of force and became distorted, making it difficult for people to see the specific appearance of this place.

But the terrifying spiritual aura in this area made all the weirdness in their bodies enter a state of silence that could not move.

An emotion called fear rose strangely inside them.

They are also afraid.

hum!

The judge's ancient sword was shaking.

The criss-crossing cut marks formed a terrifying black giant net, filling the entire space.

Between the cut marks.

One after another looming figures kept flashing.

Most of these figures were directly beheaded by a dark sword mark just after they appeared.

But every time a figure is beheaded.

In another area, another figure will appear again.

"The incarnation is weird..."

Holding the judge in his hand, Wu Jian's expression was indifferent.

The dial of time and the vortex ruler of space in a pair of cold eyes are constantly turning.

He was in a strange state at this time.

He can feel his own human consciousness, and at the same time he can feel some kind of consciousness that does not belong to humans awaken in his body.

However, this consciousness that does not belong to human beings has no emotions and desires.

All he has is pure sanity.

Precisely control every weirdness of the control, and perfectly display all the ghosts of these weirdnesses.

And Wu Jian's original consciousness is like a bystander at this moment, observing the performance of "myself".

He knew that if he wanted to, he could return his consciousness to regain control of his body at any time.

But he didn't.

Because he knew that he wanted to fight against this terrifying figure with the same face as himself.

It is impossible to do it with his ability.

He wants to learn from this mechanical state of absolute sanity.

"Nailhead..."

The figure that was constantly beheaded and manifested, the skin in his hand turned automatically.

stuck on the middle page.

On this page of the book.

A strange arrow is drawn with a dark red fuel book.

A strong spirit rippling in the air with the appearance of this page.

Bone arrows appeared out of nowhere.

The arrow pointed in Wu Jian's direction.

The terrible crisis of imminent catastrophe hit Wu Jian's heart, causing great fear in Wu Jian's consciousness.

But the consciousness controlling Wu Jian's body remained unmoved at all, and opened his palm calmly.

The space is slightly distorted.

An ancient revolver appeared in his hand.

In the magazine of the revolver.

Six bullets have been loaded.

There are two distorted words on the primer position of these six bullets.

"hundred thousand"

Click!

Break off the hammer.

Pull the trigger.

"Wealth can pass through the gods..."

bang bang bang!

The bullets converted from 100,000 cunning coins rushed towards the bone arrows with circles of spiraling cold air.

These white bone arrows were also fired at the same moment and headed towards Wu Jian.

Almost instantly.

Bullets and arrows collided.

A supernatural confrontation arose at this moment.

boom!

The bullet and the arrow burst at the same time.

Scattered bone fragments and exploded bullet casings spread in all directions carrying a terrifying ghost.

The ghost creature released by Wu Jian trembled continuously under the interference of this supernatural force.

At the same time, the ghost released by this figure trembled.

The terrifying ghost that enveloped the entire city was a fusion of ghosts released by both Wu Jian and the figure.

In this ghostly creature.

Time is confused, space is chaotic, fate is disordered, and rules do not exist.

Only Wu Jian and this figure have the qualifications to be able to act in this ghostly place by virtue of their own weirdness.

Kaka!

Carrying supernatural bone fragments and shell casings, it was as if they had been weathered when they approached Wu Jian within a hundred meters.

The rapid decay disintegrated and turned into a fine powder.

On the other side, those fragments flying towards the figure seemed to fall into the aqua regia.

Big bubbles popped up, and then the corrosion disappeared without a trace.

"Weak water trick..."

Opening his mouth, his rational consciousness spit out a name.

Wu Jian, who was hidden deep in his body, heard this name, and an inexplicable guess flashed in his mind.

"Incarnation........ Nailhead..... Weak Water..."

"These names seem to be related to mythology..."

"Could it be that the weirdness controlled by this figure is the legendary god?"

"Then what is He?"

Seeing the figure flipping the leather book in his hand again, Wu Jian thought of a terrifying possibility.

The gods and monsters in the myths are not all controlled by this figure with the same appearance as himself.

"cut!"

Turning his wrist, the judge left a deep sword mark in the air.

The pitch-black sword marks spread, directly cutting the figure into two pieces.

While beheading this figure.

The time in Wu Jian's left eye turned suddenly.

The three pointers jumped the two-point scale at the same time.

0...ask for flowers.

"Yin!"

Wu Jian felt all his supernatural power converge towards his left eye at the same time at this moment.

These aggregated spirits were filtered by Guixin, transformed by Guipi's book of life and death, and finally injected into his left eye.

These converging psychics eventually manifest.

A twisted trick mark was formed on the two-finger scale.

Yin.

The rules of time are twisted at this moment.

The unleashed ghosts of time are reshaped by this power.

It turned into an invisible giant mouth.

The giant mouth is so huge that it even occupies the entire sky.

The left eye moved slightly.

Wu Jian opened his palm and clenched his fist violently.

The huge mouth suddenly closed.

Click!

It sounded like teeth clashing.

The time in this area was directly swallowed up by Yin Zhi's strange seal.

"ah!"

A shrill howl sounded.

A figure stumbled out of the void.

This figure was the one with the same appearance as Wu Jian.

It's just that most of His body at this time has turned into dead gray, with countless dense cracks all over it, as if it will split open in the next second.

"cut…………"

The indifferent voice sounded again.

0

Wu Jian's figure suddenly appeared behind this figure.

The judge's sword sliced ​​across the figure's neck, beheading his head.

"Hey hey..."

As the disclosure fell, the figure's body quickly turned into a state of complete ashes, and quickly burst apart.

Only the head still rolling in the air let out a creepy shriek.

"You can't stop it, the Conferred Gods have been activated, all immortals will eventually return, chaos will repeat itself, and the world will be recreated..."

"You can't make it."

Wu Jian with an indifferent expression opened his mouth, stared coldly at the rolling head, and said in a deep voice.

"I will reopen hell, imprison everything weird, and bring everything back to its original point."

"Hahaha...you can't stop your own...."

The dead ashes submerged the entire head, and also covered up the next words of the head.

As the cracks appeared, the head turned into flying powder.

There was a moment of silence, and the humanity in the eyes of the room gradually returned.

He looked at the dust on the ground.

Look a little dazed.

"I can't stop myself? How can you be me?"

Shaking his head, Wu Jian who regained his consciousness laughed mockingly.

He knew that this guy with the same face as himself must have some kind of relationship with him.

But He is definitely not him.

"Some kind of ghost reproduced my existence and grew into a terrifying existence. This existence may be related to the future me...that me is no longer me.

Touching his left eye, Wu Jian was thoughtful.

After controlling time for such a long time, the room's understanding of the rules of time has become more and more profound.

He knows, as long as he is still controlling time.

So whether it is the past or the future, I am absolutely unique.

If you want to manifest yourself in another time, you can only release ghosts.

In the multiple ghosts of time, he can pull his past and future self into the present to help him.

But these selves that have time and ghosts can't survive for a long time at all.

When the ghosts are put away, they will naturally disappear.

swish!

The last trace of ashes from the skull dissipated.

A strange breath condensed out of thin air.

A piece of parchment with distorted text appeared suddenly.

Seeing this parchment, Wu Jian narrowed his eyes, raised his hand and grabbed the parchment.

As his hand touched this piece of leather.

Three distorted characters appeared on the parchment.

The list of gods.....