Weird recovery: Controlling time in the beginning

Squeak!

The heavy iron door was pushed open.

A gloomy room greets you.

In the center of the room there is a platform on which a stone box rests.

On the box, there were six yellow runes of paper, on which were written a string of blood-colored distorted characters.

Wu Jian is very familiar with these distorted words.

It is one of the three tricks.

Prohibit.

"The rune paper written with tricks has the smell of blood and a strange smell in the ink. "

Fingers touch the rune paper, and a slightly viscous touch is heard.

The words on these runes were as if they had just been written, sticky and cold, with a strange and peculiar atmosphere.

"Is it ink made of strange materials?"

Raising his hand and looking at the dark red liquid standing on his fingers, Wu Jian nodded.

Trick seal, as a weird technique.

It seems that there is no ontology, as long as the conditions are met.

You can print a trick seal.

The forbidden talisman is like this, and so is the ghost talisman in the hallway.

Hiss......

The force is slightly released, and the liquid on the fingers is evaporated.

At the same time, there was also the forbidden charm on the stone square box.

Under the influence of Wu Jian's power, these rune papers ignited a dark red flame and burned to ashes.

Having lost the suppression of the forbidden talisman, a slight bell rang in the stone box.

This bell unexpectedly ignored the blockade of the Ghost of Time and reached Wu Jian's ears.

His consciousness fluctuated slightly, and Wu Jian was slightly in a trance.

The next second.

The sound of a death knell ringed in his head.

[Buzz!].

[You have been attacked by the Emperor Bell, and you are dead. 】

[Time treacherously restarts, and you come back to life.] 】

“？"

Blinked his eyes in confusion, Wu Jian was stunned.

"Isn't it a ghost rattle, and he just killed me?"

Such a painless and powerless death is the first time Wu Jian has experienced it.

He looked at the stone box in front of him, his expression a little serious.

This Emperor Bell seems to have been underestimated by the Trickster Forum.

He is not as harmless as he thinks.

The weirdness of being able to penetrate a layer of time ghosts so easily and kill him once.

That's no ordinary horror.

What's even more terrifying is that this Emperor Bell doesn't even have a human body to use it, it has this kind of power.

Wu Jian didn't dare to imagine what kind of terrifying power this thing could exert if it had a human body that could be driven.

"I want it more. "

Licking his lips, waves rose in Wu Jian's calm heart.

Although this Emperor Clock is terrifying, it is not terrifying enough to suppress the time trick.

As long as time tricks are not suppressed, then he has countless opportunities to do it all over again.

"If the first layer of ghosts can't suppress you, how about trying the second layer?"

The pupil of the left eye contracted slightly, and the minute hand of the time trick quietly jumped forward a scale.

When!

An invisible ripple spreads, and the cold power superimposes.

Two layers of ghosts that can interfere with time overlap and merge with each other.

The effect of one plus one is greater than two is formed.

Time.

In this stereotype.

The terrifying supernatural oppressive force squeezed all the weirdness in the warehouse into it.

In Wu Jian's perception.

Except for the time torch of the Emperor Bell in the stone box in front of him, it still looks solid.

The other weirdness was suppressed by the ghost of time on the second floor, and the time torch had entered a crumbling flickering state.

Jingle bells!

Jingle bells!

Jingle bells!

Three ringtones in a row.

The stone box in front of Wu Jian's eyes cracked and cracked.

Layers of blue sound waves spilled out of it, slowly spreading out in the time of solidification.

"The second floor can't lower you? So...... What about the third floor?".

Facing the dark blue sound wave that was about to touch him, Wu Jian's eyes narrowed slightly, and the minute hand of the time treacherous beat again.

When!

The muffled sound of the death knell even burst out of consciousness and into the ghost.

An extraordinarily condensed ripple erupted with a bang at the center of the time treacherous.

Under the impact of this ripple.

These dark blue sound waves were directly shattered, and at the same time, the other strange things in the warehouse were also constantly robbing time by the three layers of superimposed time ghosts, and became completely silent.

"Finally honest. "

The second hand in the left eye ticks and beats.

A glimmer of blue time is robbed by time.

This is the time of the Emperor Clock.

Under the suppression of the three-layer ghost of time, the time of the Emperor Bell finally loosened.

However, the Emperor Bell, which had been robbed of time, did not mean to be weak at all, and it still raised the blue torch of time there.

Wu Jian took the time of the Emperor Bell and opened the stone box full of cracks.

He saw a palm-sized, pitch-black bell similar in shape to the Sanqing Bell used by Taoist priests, appear in his eyes.

"Is this the Emperor Clock?"

Reaching out and grasping the handle of the Emperor's Bell.

A cold aura different from the broken sword invaded his body.

Countless murmurs rang through his head.

Heavy bells,

crisp bells, terrible roars, weeping cries, and all sorts of unpleasant wriggling sounds.

"Huh!".

The green tendons on his head bulged, and Wu Jian's eyes were red.

He felt his brain pounding, as if something strange was about to grow out of his head.

And yet at this very moment.

The familiar power erupted from within him again.

It was like a joke, easily dispelling the terrible sounds in his head.

"Hah!".

As the voice was dispelled, Wu Jian's consciousness suddenly returned to consciousness.

He held the cold Emperor Bell and let out a long sigh of relief.

"It's finished!".