Strange Recovery: Harnessing Time Strangeness At The Beginning

Rituals‧Worshiping the deceitful gods.

This ritual does not require direct contact to communicate with the strange.

Although the curse skin and the sacrificial incense are missing.

But Wu Jian controls the weirdness that can replace two things.

His captain's coat can project the phantom of the ghost ship, and on the rudder of the ghost ship, there is a pattern projected by the spell skin.

The offering of incense can be replaced by the bell of the Emperor's Bell.

Coupled with the ghost handprint on the ghost handprint, and the ghost handprint itself.

The success rate of this ritual is extremely high.

As long as he can communicate with Sly Hand, Wu Jian will not be afraid.

He believes that with his own physique, he is definitely more suitable for controlling this pair of terrifying sly hands than Suture Sly.

"let's start!"

The hand holding the sword kept moving, chopping and stitching tricks constantly, putting him in a state of repair cycle.

With the other hand, Wu Jian took out the Clock of the Emperor of Sinister.

Jingle Bell………

In the dark and weird isolation.

The ringing of the Sly Emperor's Clock was barely audible.

But that's not a problem.

Wu Jian kept shaking the Phantom Emperor's Bell, and the ringing of the bell continued to resound in the darkness, superimposed continuously, and gradually spread out in the darkness.

Jingle Bell!

Hearing the ringtone, Wu Jian's eyes froze.

Controlling the captain's coat, he projected the pattern of the spell skin on his feet.

"first step!"

Wu Jian's eyes lit up as he felt the strange aura of Lu Yin with tattoos under his feet that was vaguely similar to the curse skin.

As expected, this pattern did not meet his expectations, there was a remnant of the strange power of the curse skin.

It is enough for him to complete a ritual of worshiping the deceitful god.

"Step two."

Use the ghost mist to support the Emperor's Clock, keeping it in a shaking state.

Wu Jian received a strange handprint on his free left hand.

Control!

Distorted palm prints emerged and turned into distorted words.

The second step of worshiping the deceitful god has been formed.

Wu Jian felt that with the appearance of Yuzi Weiyin.

The black thread suturing the tricky hands suddenly began to stir.

This restlessness changed the suture's methodical sewing action.

He began to mobilize a large number of sutures and began to sew up the connection of Sly Hand.

"Um?"

Seeing this change, Wu Jian's eyes lit up.

"It turns out that your stitching is not completely controlled." 20 himself just used the ghost handprint to release the tricky seal of the word control, and he has not even performed the third step of worshiping the ghostly god.

The Sly Hand on Sewing Sly's body has already begun to agitate.

It can be seen from this that Suture's control over the Sly Hand is very shallow.

If there is no external stimulus, he may be able to control these sly hands all the time.

But once someone seizes the power of Sly Hand, he can only fight against the snatcher by sewing.

"Looking at it this way, you're pretty humble..."

With a grin, Wu Jian slashed down with his sword, causing more black threads to fall from Su Shigui's body.

At the same time, he carried out the last step of worshiping the god of deception.

bye!

Jingle Bell!

The sound waves of the Emperor's Bell suddenly condensed.

The ghostly seal of Yuzi bloomed with flickering blood.

The blood light and the sound wave merged into a ray of blood color and blue light, piercing through the strangeness of the darkness.

Injected into Suture's Sly Hand.

hiss!

Blue smoke rises.

There is an extra twisted text on Sly Hand.

Control!

"It's done!"

With the branding of this strange mark.

Wu Jian felt that there was a mysterious connection between himself and Sly Hand.

An extraordinarily cold breath continuously injected into his body along the connection of the ghost handprint.

The phantom began to burst into consciousness.

Fall, suffocate.

In the endless starry sky, a pair of big hands are pinching the stars.

Formed a terrible galaxy.

Galaxies are weird.

The planet seems strange.

The starry sky is also weird.

In this deep space universe, it seems that there is no normal existence.

Creepiness is the basis of everything.

Inexplicable murmurs chanted in consciousness, sickening verses formed profane words.

Horrible pollution was staining Wu Jian's consciousness.

Points of light appeared and died in his consciousness.

Human nature gradually disappears with the birth and death of light spots.

Wu Jian's expression became indifferent, and a particularly terrifying aura began to emanate from him.

That is beyond the strange, more great atmosphere.

Ruyuan!

Like hell!

Under the effect of this breath.

The darkness that enveloped the entire room suddenly began to tremble and retract.

In the end, it turned into a dark humanoid shadow.

In the middle of this shadow, bubbles are constantly boiling and floating.

Goo!

The bubble burst, revealing a bloody crack, and countless disgusting eyeballs were surging in the crack.

He focused his attention on Wu Jian.

puff!

It seems to have spied on the existence that cannot be spied upon.

These eyeballs exploded suddenly when they saw Wu Jian, thick and foul-smelling liquid gushed out from the crack, seeped into the ground and disappeared.

With the explosion of the eyeball, the shadow seemed to regain its vitality.

He trembled for a bit, then plundered like a snake on the ground like lightning, and merged into Wu Jian's shadow.

Deep black, like a drop of ink smudged in the shadow.

The human-shaped black shadow, which was two circles larger than Wu Jian's shadow, kept changing after it merged into Wu Jian's shadow.

Eventually it took the shape of Wu Jian.

The strange power rippled in the shadow, but it couldn't affect Wu Jian in the slightest.

When the shadow escaped into his shadow, he instantly completed the complete control of this shadow.

Da da da!

Step out.

Wu Jian, who looked indifferent, waved his arm lightly.

The staggered black sword lights erupted into a spherical sword light force field in an instant.

Countless sword lights formed a field like a meat grinder.

Directly cut off most of the stitched sutures.

The terrifying cold force quickly fell.

The stitched and withered body became tattered, and wounds of flesh and blood appeared all over his body.

Many stitches on His body have been torn, revealing pale flesh and gray-yellow bones.

The most serious part is the stitched wound on his wrists.

There, most of the black sutures have been broken, leaving only a few extra thick sutures connected to Sly Hand's bones and blood vessels.

The breaking of the suture made Sly Hand start to feel restless.

The hands were constantly twisting and twitching, making it difficult for the sutures stretched out from the stitches to be connected to the hands again.

"..."

At this time, Wu Jian had already walked up to Su Shigui.

He stared blankly at this terrifying monster, and waved his palm lightly.

The sword light field of Broken Sword collapsed immediately.

His hands were pressed on the palm of Sly Hand almost at the same time.

"Control..."

The bloody light and shadow suddenly swelled, covering the entire Sly Hand in just a moment.

In light and shadow.

Sly Hand shrunk and dissolved quickly as if it had melted.

It turned into a ball of liquid and melted into Wu Jian's hands.

A few black sutures were inserted into Wu Jian's palm as Sly Hand merged.

A strange aura filled with deprivation of rules crazily bumped left and right in Wu Jian's body, trying to plunder the strangeness in his body.

"Cut..."

The dead silent eyes lifted slightly, and glanced at the dilapidated sutures of the body.

Because the sly hand was captured, and the broken sword was cut.

The current suture is already weak.

But the greedy instinct still drove him, wanting to extract the strangeness from Wu Jian's body to make up his own puzzle.

Put your hands together and make a seal with your fingers.

An invisible breath flashed across Suo Gui's body.

next second.

His body suddenly froze.

The pitch-black sutures snapped one by one.

His body disintegrated quickly, turning into mist and disappearing without a trace.

Only three things exuding a strong and strange aura remained in place.

A blood-colored pupil, a pair of big black feet, and a mass of black sutures wriggling like a living thing.

"AR..."

As if he had stepped on an ant casually, Wu Jian didn't feel the slightest emotion because he disassembled the stitches.

He picked up the blood-colored pupil with no expression on his face, and squeezed it hard with his palm.

The blood-colored pupil directly shriveled up, leaving only a drop of faintly shining liquid.

Wu Jian raised his hand and dripped the drop into his left eye.

The blood light was smudged, the pupils diffused slightly, and the blood-colored time scale in Wu Jian's pupils became deeper under the effect of the liquid.

"Foot...line..."

Eyes turned, looking at the big feet and sutures on the ground.

Wu Jian raised his hands, and a terrifying and strange power rippled in his hands.

"...

Clenched both hands violently.

The blue-black big feet and the black sutures twisted suddenly, then merged, and then formed a twisted ball of light.

There is a deep aura rippling in the light cluster.

As if something terrible was being conceived.

It took about thirty seconds.

The light cluster suddenly solidified.

A pair of blue-black leather boots appeared in front of Wu Jian.

Almost at the same time as this pair of leather boots appeared.

The indifference in Wu Jian's eyes receded quickly, and the light of humanity lit up in his eyes again.

"Fuck? What's the situation?"

Wu Jian felt the terrifying power rippling in his body, and his whole body went numb.

Just now he was completely immersed in hallucinations.

I didn't know what happened at all, and as soon as I regained consciousness, I found that everything was resolved.

【Too brutal! Terrible!】

[I was so scared that I didn't dare to speak out. 】

[Sly Hand is dominated by you. 】

【Phantom also sinks into your shadow. 】

【The ghost eye was turned into eye drops by you, which moistened your left eye】

[The worst thing is the trampling trick and the stitching trick. They were forcibly fused together by you and turned into a pair of shoes, which will be trampled on forever. 】

【You have become stronger, and your first rift battle has achieved a perfect victory. 】

[I beg you to leave quickly, this gap is about to collapse because of you. 】

"Forehead…………"

Wu Jian was a little speechless at the reminder of the Era.

He found that during the time when he lost consciousness, he seemed to have done a lot of amazing things.

Feel the room already vibrating.

Wu Jian quickly walked out of the room with boots made of stampede and stitched.

The seams were resolved, and the rift had reached the end of its lifespan.

Without the support of spiritual power, this place will collapse and disappear soon.

Wu Jian who rushed out of the room immediately saw the other side of the hospital.

The Bian'an at this time is compared to when it first came in.

more complete.

The faint traces of damage on the hull have disappeared without a trace, and the wooden hull has become darker and thicker in color.

Even the cracks on the sails were repaired in sevens and eights.

"Boy, your boy didn't

idle.

Turning his gaze, Wu Jian finally understood the meaning of the reminder from the Era, looking at the half-collapsed psychiatric hospital.

While he's here in the room fighting Stitch.

The Bian'an outside is also constantly devouring the power of this strange hospital.

These powers make him even stronger.

"time to go."

Opening his hand, a cable hangs down from the Other Shore.

Wu Jian grabbed the cable and was pulled up by the cable.

Creak!

The Biangan moved, and the huge hull scraped against the broken walls of the mental hospital, making a strange and uncomfortable noise.

With the sails bulging, the Bian'an gradually became unreal.

Slowly disappearing into this gap.

boom!

In the violent collapse sound.

The last remnants of the hospital's walls began to crumble.

The earth began to crack and the sky began to collapse.

This small world gradually crumbled and collapsed, turning into countless debris and disappearing into endless nothingness.

"ah!"

A scream.

Ouyang Meng sat up abruptly, gasping for breath.

The roommate next to her opened her eyes in a daze, looked at Ouyang Meng who was sitting up, and said lazily.

"Meng'er, are you having nightmares again?"

"Well... I dreamed of a scary ship carrying a very scary monster, 553 wiped out a mental hospital.

Ouyang Meng recalled the sporadic images in the dream, and his face became pale.

The dense darkness, the terrifying corpse, the terrifying sword light, and those strange and indifferent eyes.

These pictures are actually not that scary.

But for some reason, Ouyang Meng couldn't help but tremble all over after thinking of these pictures.

"Okay Zhong Er, I feel that you should write a novel, maybe someone will be interested in your dream story."

The roommate laughed and waved his hand indifferently.

"Maybe.

Ouyang Meng also laughed, but it was forced.

She always had a strange feeling that her dreams might not just be dreams.

"Go to sleep, I have an exam tomorrow."

The roommate lay down, the voice gradually lowered, and a slight snoring sounded.

Ouyang Meng lay down silently, but couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

Today's nightmare was exceptionally clear and real. As soon as she closed her eyes, the image of this dream would appear in her mind.

in the picture.

Those indifferent eyes are the most terrifying.

Like a god, he regards everything as an ant.

Just remembering, Ouyang Meng couldn't help but feel strong fear and a trace of very wonderful admiration.

That is the longing for greatness and the awe of Xeon.

It was an emotion that came from instinct.

【Buzz!】

The phone next to the pillow vibrated suddenly.

Bloody light gradually blurred the entire screen.

[Your dream is not ordinary, the supernatural connection allows you to see some pictures that happened in the gap. 】

[It was a terrible and weird confrontation. 】

[It is also a truly great clip of showing strength. 】

【You were lucky enough to witness this scene. 】

[Your dream has mutated, and something strange has begun to settle in your dream. 】

【Didn't you find out?】

【You are already asleep...】

?

After blinking, Ouyang Meng realized that his location had changed.

Her dormitory turned into a dark and ancient female boudoir at some point.

She was lying on a wooden bed carved with phoenixes.

I don't know why my body can't move at all.

What happened?

Feeling the coldness in the air, Ouyang Meng looked terrified.

She smelled a rancid smell coming from her side.

what is around me

Ouyang Mengmeng turned his head to look.

But the neck was as stiff as a plaster cast, unable to move at all.

She could only turn her eyes and look hard at the position beside her.

She saw some messy black hair and a touch of pale skin.

She had only seen this kind of skin color on her dead grandma.

There was a dead body lying beside her!

"Woooo..."

Lying on the same bed with the dead man broke Ouyang Meng.

She bit her lip, with tears in the corners of her eyes, and let out a low cry.

She is really scared now. .