Weird recovery: Controlling time in the beginning

"Huh?"

Almost at the same time as the eyeballs appeared, Wu Jian's brows also furrowed.

He felt the familiarity.

"Polluting ......"

This polluted breath was much more filthy than the pollution he extracted from He Linlin's body.

There is a strong smell of madness and chaos inside.

"Contaminated debris?"

Feeling this breath, Wu Jian silently pulled out the broken sword.

Under normal conditions.

To imprison the Plague Fragments, he only needs to follow the instructions on the leather book.

But in the face of debris that has been contaminated.

He had to get rid of the contamination on the debris first.

The solution to pollution is simple.

That is to use the anti-killing supernatural to wear away the power of pollution from the debris.

This kind of thing.

Wu Jian is very good at it.

"Cut!"

The air blade extends from the broken sword, allowing the broken sword to be temporarily complete.

Wu Jian held the broken sword in his hand and walked to the coffin step by step.

A faint flame burned around him, scorching the invisible spirits in the air.

The rule that the idol range must die, was burned out of a hole by the treacherous flames.

As long as he can burn out the plague around him, this killing rule will be useless.

Goo!

Wu Jian's proximity made the eyes in the idol flutter constantly.

He seemed to want to do something.

But the terrifying suppressive power of the space ghost snake made him only tremble constantly, unable to make any real movements.

Da-da-da-da!

The sound of supernatural footsteps continued to sound, and began to suppress the polluted eyeball.

A figure fell into the eyeball's sight.

The eyeball saw the figure's pupils fluttering.

As if trying to express something.

But in the next second.

A somewhat illusory tip of the sword fell from the sky.

Directly through the eyeball, causing the eyeball to burst into a cloud of pus.

"It's a lot more fragile than the original pollution. "

Wu Jian pulled out the broken sword that pierced the idol and looked at the position where the idol was pierced.

Over there.

The strange eyeball had shattered into a puddle of black pus, slowly seeping into the ground.

At this point.

This eyeball-shaped pollution is completely different from the pollution on He Linlin's body.

Wu Jian remembered that in order to wipe out the pollution on He Linlin's body, he had spent a lot of energy.

"Is it because of the weirdness of pollution, and the state has changed?"

Putting away the broken sword, Wu Jian once again 093 set his eyes on the idol.

The polluted eyeball is shattered.

The fragment of the plague treacherous also entered a weakened state.

Wu Jian can feel it.

The plague treacherous, which was originally restless, was in a very sluggish state at this time, lying on its stomach like a snake with its bones removed.

"Photograph!"

Open your palms and eat the scorn again.

A cloud of green smoke spilled out of the gourd and flowed into the idol.

The green smoke swirled slightly in the idol, and then pulled out a cloud of air that exuded a cold aura.

This air mass looks like nothing on the surface.

But from a microscopic perspective, you can see that this air mass hides a myriad of hideous and twisted fungi, viruses, and spores.

This is what the plague terror really looks like.

It can be infected with weirdness, and it can also be a terrible plague that eats away at humanity.

Hiss!

The gloomy air mass was collected in the gourd.

Wu Jian mudra transformation.

The scheming seal appeared in his hand.

The twilight flames rose at the same time.

"Lian!"

The magic seal of the word refining and the magic of the evil flame and the evil gourd are activated at the same time.

Three strange powers with refining effects echoed each other, producing a special effect.

Creak......

Accompanied by a piercing scream.

Wu Jian felt that the plague in the gourd was constantly agitated, and wanted to project some kind of power.

Pity.

Under the suppression of the spatial ghosts.

His power is simply not capable of true projection.

Refining is ongoing.

The plague treacherous struggle grew fiercer.

But it didn't do much.

About ten minutes passed.

The plague shards in the gourd finally stopped reacting.

Wu Jian felt the silence of the plague.

The power of the Trick Flame, the Trick Gourd, and the Refining Trick Seal are rapidly converging.

Constantly using its own rules, changing the form of the plague.

Under the influence of these three strange forces.

The plague treacherously materialized.

Eventually, it became a round sphere.

"It's done. "

Exhaling a breath, Wu Jian pulled out the stopper of the tricky gourd, poured it out, and a black pill the size of a soybean fell into his hand.

Cold, hard.

The pill looked as if it had been ground with ice.

It exudes an eerie and unique cold atmosphere.

"The plague elixir. "

Opening his mouth, the spirit of devouring the god rippled in his mouth, and Wu Jian put this plague refining into his mouth and bit it hard.

Boom!

Soybean-sized shitan is chewed up.

An inexplicable taste spread in his mouth.

Wu Jian felt that his consciousness was sinking into a terrifying ocean.

This ocean is filled with strange and terrifying twisted creatures, and inexplicable beings roaming with tentacles.

They are multiplication, they are contagious, they are viruses, they are fungi.

They represent the most basic of horrors.

They ...... It's all plague.

Hiss!

Almost at the same time that Wu Jian sank into the illusion.

Terrible changes are also taking place in various parts of China.

"Huh!"

A pale man suddenly fell to the ground with a hideous face and let out a terrible howl.

In his abdomen, a sharp claw pierced his belly and grabbed it hard.

It can be seen that in the palm of this claw, there is a large mouth full of fangs, and in the man's abdominal cavity, there are no traces of any internal organs.

His internal organs were all devoured by this terrible claw.

"Woo, don't, don't!"

In another place, a woman with heavy makeup was covering her cheeks with her hands.

At this time, her face still melted, and slowly fell off her head, revealing her still throbbing facial muscles.

The face that had detached itself from her cheap skin moved rapidly on the ground, leaping towards the face of another woman not far away.

in another city.

Bang!

The skinless giant man with the head of a tiger doll swung his thick fist and slammed into a young man who suddenly twitched all over his body.

There was a sound of broken bones.

The young man was blasted out and hit the wall.

The force was so great that the wall collapsed directly.

Kicked up in the dust.

Chu Ling'er moved her fingers and frowned.

"This guy's weirdness is suddenly out of control?"

Looking at the young man with a cold aura rippling all over his body, his eyes have turned into dirty white.

Chu Ling'er's face was indifferent.

"Whatever, let's kill him. "

She snapped her fingers. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

With a gust of fishy wind, the skinless tiger-headed strong man rushed towards the man whose consciousness had been swallowed up by the strangeness and turned into a shell.

............

"Hmmm......"

The invisible power is like a big hand.

Kneaded Wang Yang into powder.

Wu Jian's consciousness also returned at the same time.

He rubbed his aching head.

I felt like I had a high fever and felt uncomfortable all over my body.

"Infection is death...... It's scary. "

Opening his mouth, Wu Jian spat out a mouthful of ghost mist.

This mouth of ghost fog not only contains the power of ghost mist, but also carries the strange plague of plague.

This strange plague can be infected by both humans and weirdness.

After being infected with a strange plague.

The plague goes into a latent state.

Wu Jian can be connected through supernatural powers, and can choose to activate or continue to lurk.

The activated plague induces the killing rule that the infected must die.

If there is no strong enough supernatural (BCAA) power, humans or tricksters will directly become sick and die, and become the infection point of the strange plague, and continue to spread the plague outward.

If it is weird, it will be suppressed by this plague and enter a state of complete silence.

"No wonder there are so many weird atmospheres here, it seems that the Archaeological Bureau has used this thing to make a lot of weirdness fall silent. "

Through the perception of the plague, I feel the strange plague that has been spread out by the outside world.

Wu Jian found out that it was because he was harnessing the plague.

All these strange plagues that spread out fell silent, so that those weird plagues suppressed by the strange plagues came back to life.

This has led to the strange tricksters who have mastered these silent weirdness, and some of them have been directly eroded by these resurrected weirdness, and have become weird shells.

The rest of them have successfully mastered these weirdness and become real tricksters.

"Can't blame me for this......"

With a movement of his mind, the spirits of these strange plagues in the outside world were canceled.

Wu Jian shook his head.

After navigating the weirdness of such a long period of silence, I can't adapt to these weird resurgences.

It shows that these dead tricksters are not fit to be tricksters.

Even if he doesn't control the plague trick, when the plague trick is free from the shackles of the coffin, he will still kill these people.

Rolling his eyes, he looked at the coffin that carried the statue of the plague god.

Wu Jian felt that the gourd was restless.

"Your puzzle pieces? That's for you. "

"Photograph!"

A wisp of green smoke spilled out and enveloped the coffin.

This coffin that had sealed the plague was like a dead thing, and after being coerced by green smoke, there was no resistance, and it was easily collected like a tricky gourd.

Wu Jian felt the gourd in his hand sink slightly.

Then there were no other changes.

“............"

I touched the gourd, which seemed to be darker.

Wu Jian then included it in the ghost space.

He didn't know what kind of changes had happened after the gourd had absorbed the coffin.

However, he could feel that the cold aura of the Tricky Gourd was much stronger than it had just been.

"Has the ability to collect and photograph become stronger? Or has the refining ability become stronger?...... Forget it, let's look into it again when we have time. "

With a wave of his hand, he dispelled the strange plague among the several corpses kneeling near the coffin.

Wu Jian's figure gradually disappeared into this cave.

............

"All the weirdness that has been suppressed by the idol has been revived, Lao Chen, I need an explanation. "

Zhao Tiejun held the phone in his hand, his face gloomy.

This special event caused the death of thirty-two tricksters of the Special Affairs Department.

This made him very angry.

And these dead tricksters are all tricksters who have mastered the silence given by the Archaeological Bureau.

This made Zhao Tiejun's emotions a little unbearable.

"The statue is weird, His balance has been upset, causing His suppression to lose its effect, this is indeed my problem, and I am willing to take full responsibility. "

Chen Yishu's calm voice came from the other end of the microphone, making Zhao Tiejun calm down slightly, and he asked in a deep voice with a frown.

That idol was able to suppress so much weirdness in one go, and you knew how terrifying it was when you thought about it.

Compared to the revival of the idols, the sacrifices of the tricksters can be put aside for the time being.

"Is that idol revived? Can you suppress it? Do you need me to send someone to help?"

"There is no need for the time being, Wu Jian is dealing with it. "

Chen Yishu's words made Zhao Tiejun raise his eyebrows.

"Wu Jian, haven't you always had an opinion about Wu Jian, why did you let him enter your treasure warehouse?"

"In the past, I looked at people with prejudice, but after coming into contact with Wu Jian, I found that he was very good. "

Chen Yishu's voice was flat.

"It's not easy to hear the word good in your mouth. "

Zhao Tiejun's tone had a hint of sarcasm.

"Is there anything else? I'm hanging. "

Sitting in a car only a few hundred meters away from the research institute, Chen Yishu's eyes lit up as he looked at the figure that suddenly appeared at the door of the research institute.

"Hang up, you wait to be punished. "

Zhao Tiejun twitched out of the corner of his eyes and hung up the phone, he got up and came to the window of the office, looking at the sky outside with a somewhat inexplicable expression.

Wu Jian ...... It's you again......"

............

"The weirdness in the idol has been imprisoned by me, and now the institute is safe. "

Canteen of the Archaeological Bureau.

In front of Wu Jian was a stainless steel dinner plate, which contained two meat, one vegetarian and three dishes and a pile of rice.

While eating, he said to Chen Yishu opposite.

The boss of the archaeological bureau has three vegetarian dishes on his plate, as well as a coarse grain steamed bun.

"That's it, thank you, there are still some ancient legacies in the warehouse here, you can choose two as gifts. "

Chen Yishu added a piece of tofu and said.

"No need, that idol is very weird, I've already taken advantage of it, and it's a bit too much to take it again. "

Shaking his head, Wu Jian did not agree.

He had sensed that there was nothing strange in the Archaeological Bureau that was worth his control.

"Okay, I'll be looking for you if I unearth an ancient heritage that suits you in the future. "

Chen Yishu didn't force it, he had already seen Wu Jian's ability.

Although only the tip of the iceberg.

But he also knows that this young man can really carry this strong man of an era.

Such a character should not be feared.

It should be fully supported.

As long as he grows up, maybe he can really put an end to this era of weird revival.

This is the idea that Chen Yishu had in his heart when he came into contact with Wu Jian.

He was convinced of this idea.