Strange Recovery: Harnessing Time Strangeness At The Beginning

In the perception of ghosts and creatures of time.

The shape of the broken sword is different from the human time torch.

It was a pitch-black sword-shaped thunderbolt.

There is an invisible and terrifying force rippling from this sword-shaped Thunderbolt.

Let the ghosts of time tremble.

The power to suspend time is repelled, and the time-stop effect cannot produce the desired effect on this old man's corpse controlled by the Broken Sword.

puff!

The old arm was raised and lowered.

Wu Jian's body was divided into two halves from the middle.

Before his body split apart.

Wu Jian has activated the restart skillfully, causing the blood lines running through his body to disappear instantly.

"It's completely different from the time state of human beings. Is this a weird time form?"

Taking another step forward, the old man's old arm was lifted up like lightning, and then fell down.

Pooh!

Blood lines emerged, and half of Wu Jian's neck was severed.

But the blood has not yet flowed out.

A reboot has been launched, healing the wounds.

Repeated restarts made Wu Jian more proficient in this ability.

Now he only needs to move his thoughts to complete the restart in an instant.

"Ghosts can't suppress this sword, it seems that I can only grab it by myself."

Looking at the old man who moved freely in the ghost of time.

Wu Jian narrowed his eyes slightly, and his mind changed.

He has confirmed.

The old man in front of him was just a corpse manipulated by Broken Sword.

What really cut him open time and time again was the broken sword it held in its hand.

This broken sword has the terrifying power to directly hit the body regardless of ghosts and monsters.

This kind of power is simply the natural enemy of the treacherous master.

"This sword is destined for me."

Licking the blood flowing to the corner of his mouth, Wu Jian stepped forward step by step.

Fatal wounds appeared one after another on his body.

Under the effect of restarting, these wounds appeared and disappeared, unable to cause fatal damage to him.

But the severe pain of being cut open again and again caused the veins on his forehead to bulge, and his expression became ferocious.

puff!

The withered arm raised the broken sword and slashed down hard.

But it was a pale hand that suddenly stretched out and grabbed the hilt of the broken sword with a withered hand.

"caught you."

Feel the cold touch of the palm.

Wu Jian stared into his bloodshot eyes and laughed.

He could feel that with his touch, the broken sword was injecting a sharp and cold breath into his body, trying to corrode his body.

Horrible hallucinations kept appearing in his mind.

Countless shattered blood-stained blades, the terrifying battlefield with the starry sky as the background, the strange sound of the body being cut off and torn, and the bloody and violent shouts of excitement.

"Forehead……!"

The constant hallucinations made Wu Jian let out a muffled groan, and the tearing pain made him wonder if his brain would explode in the next second.

But at this moment, he felt a force surge out of his body.

It directly shattered these illusions, and suppressed the cold aura that invaded the body.

The illusion disappeared, and Wu Jian's expression gradually calmed down.

He found.

The broken sword did not know when it had completely fallen into his hands.

And the old man had already fallen stiffly to the ground.

The stench was spreading, and the old man's corpse quickly decayed into a skeleton with shredded meat.

"Successful!"

Never mind the corpses on the ground.

Wu Jian took off his coat, wrapped the Broken Sword, and left the room quickly.

【Wonderful! It's wonderful! 】

[Another strange one has encountered your poisonous hand. 】

【Under the suppression of your abnormal talent, this mutilated broken sword is at your disposal. 】

【Perhaps you can consider looking for his missing part. 】

[The recast Broken Sword may bring you different surprises. 】

The reminder of the mobile phone will be late, but it will never be absent.

Wu Jian who was going downstairs looked at the text on the phone, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Recast the broken sword? Let's talk about it later."

Feeling the dull pain in his head, Wu Jian felt that he should take a good rest.

Although his special physique allows him to control weirdness for free.

But when using and controlling strangeness, he still has to consume a lot of energy and stamina.

It has been a stalemate with Broken Sword for such a long time.

He felt like a sugar cane that had been squeezed dry, and there was nothing left.

…………

"No. 403, Unit 3, Building 12, Xinmin Community, Hu Wanshou."

The sound of snapping pictures kept ringing, and the security officer in charge of the recording took pictures of the rotting corpses on the ground from multiple angles.

"Judging from the degree of decay of his body, he should have been dead for more than a month, but according to the information provided by the nearby neighbors, he was out for activities during the day yesterday."

Chen Liguo looked at the rotting corpse on the ground with a heavy expression.

He was in charge of the investigation in this area, and he was the first security officer who discovered the situation of Hu Wanshou's house.

"It should be a weird method."

Another indifferent voice sounded, and a tall man scanned the room.

"I can feel the residual spiritual aura in this room. There have been strange things here before, and they are very powerful."

"Is it because of "Crazy Era"?"

Chen Liguo frowned and said in a deep voice.

"It's very likely."

The tall man took out his mobile phone, and on his mobile phone, a string of text was displayed against the bloody background.

[People, sometimes you need to have self-knowledge. 】

[Although you also control the weirdness, the weirdness you control is too weak. 】

[There used to be two great existences staying here. 】

[They only need to move their fingers to make you die without a burial. 】

[If you are smart, you should let it go quickly. 】

[Sometimes, being a little confused can last longer. 】

"..."

Silently putting the phone back into his pocket, the tall man's expression changed slightly.

"Great existence? Is it the highest level of weirdness? But why didn't this level of weirdness bring disaster? Are they restricted? Who did it?"

The tall man had doubts in his heart, but because he had no information, he was completely at a loss.

But one thing is certain.

These weird things that once stayed at Hu Wanshou's house were very dangerous.

It is not an existence that he can touch.

"After disposing of the corpse, let's close this building. The next thing is not suitable for our investigation."

"Yes, Captain Ma!"

Chen Liguo nodded solemnly without asking further questions.

Because he knew that this case had exceeded his authority.