Weird recovery: Controlling time in the beginning

Sean's head was falling.

There was still a trace of astonishment on his facial features.

He didn't figure it out until he died.

Why was his head cut off?

Syllable!

A large hand reached out and grabbed Sean's headless body.

Strange power ripples in this big hand.

A heart glowing green was caught.

Hand to fist.

The heart is compressed.

A small, round pill with green veins appeared in the palm of his hand.

Fingers twisted the pill and threw it into his mouth.

White teeth bite down.

There was a gurgling sound.

The supernatural with the pungent smell was ground by the supernatural of the feast and turned into some kind of nourishment and injected into the body.

Wu Jian opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of white mist emitting sparks.

"Hoo ......"

Raised his eyes to the monitor in the corner.

Wu Jian raised his right hand and compared his middle finger.

He stepped out.

The figure of "Zero Ninety-Seven" disappeared into the room again.

"Sean was killed?"

In the White Palace, the Lighthouse President heard this information and collapsed directly in his chair.

His old hand gripped the edge of the table, and the veins on his head jumped.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! Sean is a trickster who has mastered the nuclear trick, and his spirit can't bear it even if it's weird, how can he be killed so easily?"

But when he saw the video footage brought up by the person below, his expression froze.

In this video, it is clearly recorded that Wu Jian cut off Sean's head with a sword, and took out the nuclear trick in his body and refined it into a pill to swallow.

At the same time, it also recorded the picture of Wu Jian expressionlessly pointing towards the middle finger of the monitor.

The intelligence officers did not dare to cut out the picture.

Because they don't know if the picture has some other meaning.

"It's over......"

Lying limply in his chair, the lighthouse president's face was pale.

Sean was his last hope.

He wanted to use Sean's supernatural power to bring the lighthouse back to its peak.

However, with Sean's death.

All these dreams came to naught.

Wu Jian ...... It's all him! it's all him!"

As the president of the lighthouse country, he has seen a picture of Wu Jian.

The recognizable white hair and indifferent expression were imprinted in his heart like an imprint.

"Mr. President, should we unite our allies to put pressure on China to call out the murderer?"

The presidential secretary on the side carefully brought a cup of coffee and gave him his opinion.

"Is your mind full of shit? Send an official letter to Huaxia immediately, saying that the Lighthouse Country and Huaxia have always been a partnership, and that the Lighthouse is willing to share all the scientific and technological research successes with Huaxia!"

The Lighthouse President rubbed his brow and gave the order in a deep voice.

If you can't beat it, admit it.

Although he was reluctant, as president, he knew when to make the right choice.

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

The flame of time is shrinking.

A withered corpse gradually disintegrated into a rotting puppet.

Raising his hand to pick up the puppet, Wu Jian walked out of the room.

Here, it's still a lighthouse country.

He was hunting.

"Sure enough, weird time is the best nourishment. "

In the lighthouse country, Wu Jian's behavior is very presumptuous.

He absorbed some of the time of several who tried to rob him.

Absorbed a few more spooky moments.

He found.

Compared to the time of the living, Tatsuno's Trick Seal prefers weird time.

Strange time can increase the speed of His incubation.

It also adds a special element to the sign.

These elements are rich in the power of rules.

"Can the trick of the rules be combined, or will the rules change due to the interference of time?"

The palms of the hands were closed, and the strange puppet was refined into a pill by the strange spirit of the furnace.

Wu Jian casually threw the pill into his mouth, chewed and swallowed it with a squeak.

"Hmm...... Peanut flavor. "

The Crucible's supernatural spirit is terrifying, combined with the insatiable devouring rules of the feast.

took his physique that can be imprisoned infinitely to the extreme.

"It's getting less and less human. "

Raising his head, he looked into the mirror not far away.

in the mirror.

The reflection is of a white-haired youth.

But in Wu Jian's point of view.

His reflection is full of terror.

Countless horrible faces roared and screamed around him.

It was as if he was going to devour him to the bone.

On his body, black chains stretched out, binding the faces of these people, making it impossible for them to leave his body.

"Weird ......" (read violent novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Open your palms.

Strange flames and rising frost rippled in his hands.

He waved his hands.

These people's faces showed a look of fear, and they disappeared into the invisible.

"It's nourishment. "

Feeling the rippling power in his body, Wu Jian's eyes flashed with bright light.

"Absorb them, and I will be truly replenished. "

"But, after making up for it, are you still you?"

A voice rang out abruptly.........

Wu Jian was slightly stunned, and he looked in the direction where the voice came from.

I found that it was myself in the mirror who spoke.

“...... What are you?"

His eyes narrowed, and Wu Jian spoke in a low tone.

He had already noticed that the reflection in the mirror had become different at this time.

An inexplicable familiarity and ominousness made his heart pound.

"Isn't that you?"

The reflection in the mirror grinned, and there was an eerie light in his eyes.

"You should have noticed it, what I left you. "

"You can't be me, and the things that are left behind are not what you left behind voluntarily. "

Wu Jian's tone was indifferent, and his eyes were calm.

He knew that the guy in the mirror had a lot to do with him, but he was definitely not him.

It's a very scary thing.

Now, at last, He has come to the door.

"Haha~!Is that really the case?...... I'm going to give you another gift, look up, and He'...... Here it comes. "

The reflection in the mirror laughed, then slowly blurred.

There was a clattering sound.

The mirror shattered into a cloud of powder.

At the same time.

Wu Jian felt a palpitation.

He heard a scalp-tingling rumor in the sky.

Rumble!

The glass of the entire floor was shattered.

The terrifying impact was accompanied by a supernatural aura that fell from the sky, compressing Wu Jian's nerves.

He looked up.

The light and shadow of time and space twinkle in both eyes at the same time.

The supernatural perspective penetrated the barrier of the wall panel, allowing him to see the source of the loud noise.

"What the hell?" 3.1

Eyes widened.

Wu Jian saw a huge meteorite in the shape of a human head, which was raining down from the sky with a layer of firelight.

The human head was a meteorite, with a weeping expression on his face, and a trace of fire flowed from his eyes like tears.

On this meteorite.

Wu Jian saw the torch of time, which was as huge as the sun.

He's a weird one.

【Hum!】

You look directly at the Celestial Monster. 】

[This weirdness from outside the world contains rules that are different from this world.] 】

He has shattered continents, broken stars, extinct epochs, and capsized the deep seas. 】

He is destruction and calamity. 】

You are the only one who can stop Him. 】

So, what are you going to do?】

[Let this celestial body fall to the ground and destroy everything on the surface?]

[Or hold up this weirdness that fell from the sky and be the savior of the world last time?].