Weird recovery: Controlling time in the beginning

The smell of blood and decay reverberates through the cramped space.

The screams of pain and the weeping of despair were chilling.

This is a karst cave that overflows deep into the ground.

Over here.

A brutal killing and sacrifice is going on.

A child no more than 10 years old was powerless to resist a group of adults armed with butcher knives.

Their necks were cut open and their bellies slit.

Blood and entrails were sprinkled all over the ground.

Flowing blood seeped into the cracks in the ground, and a grotesque and intricate pattern gradually emerged.

"Haha...... I'm going to succeed, sacrifice enough of the blood of a child, and I can summon a god who rules the ultimate rules, and then I will be able to become a god!"

Deep in the cave, on a naturally formed stone pillar.

A man wearing a mask and covered in black looked at the cracks that were gradually filling with blood, and his eyes flashed with excitement.

In his hand, there was a leather book with several twisted words written on it.

These scripts do not belong to the languages of any nation of mankind.

But anyone who reads these words will understand the meaning of these words.

Dead Sea Papers.

"As long as I have this book, I can get everything!"

The man's gaze was frenzied, his voice became a little sharp, and under his skin, there seemed to be countless slender insects swimming, making him look extremely terrible and disgusting.

He didn't know anything about it.

His mind had been eroded by some force.

His mind has become inhuman.

And there are many people like him around the world.

They have one thing in common.

In their hands they all have a book in their hands.

The books are in leather, paper, silk and bamboo.

These books contain very strange and terrifying information.

These people who got the books were all bewitched by the information on the books05, and carried out terrible rituals in various ways.

These ceremonies vary.

But it unleashed some kind of indescribable strange power.

These forces merge with each other.

Injected into the void.

A door to nothingness is outlined.

In the gates.

There are countless strange figures swimming in the shadows.

From time to time, a terrible face would be close to the gate, squeezing, trying to break through the gate and enter the real world.

But in the way of unknown forces.

These figures can't do that.

"It's not close. "

An indifferent voice sounded, and a figure appeared on the other side of the door.

This figure is tall and strong.

It's no different from humans.

But on the other side of this weird door.

This kind of person who looks normal is becoming more and more abnormal.

"You have to go through the gate to get to the other side...... Hell has already begun to act. "

Gently placed his hand on the door.

Cracks are spreading.

This door of nothingness seemed to be destroyed by the terrifying power of this hand.

But there was always a force that suddenly repaired the door again just as it was about to collapse.

Keep the door in a state where it will never be broken.

"It's too slow. "

The palm of the hand was withdrawn, and the figure gradually disappeared.

The door of nothingness is also normalized from manifestation to an invisible formless state.

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

"Huh?"

Frowning, Wu Jian looked up in one direction.

He felt a very deep malice.

This malice even breaks through the limitations of time and space.

He felt a tingling in his scalp.

"Guest officer, do you want to stay in the hotel?"

A shrill voice came.

A pale paper figure with two blush painted on his cheeks was staring at Wu Jian with his calm face with his dark eyes.

“............"

Turning his head, Wu Jian looked at the paper figure indifferently.

He could feel that as the paper figure spoke, a cold aura had wrapped around him.

This is the killing rule of this paper man.

Answer and die.

But this killing rule is for him now.

The weak ones are almost negligible.

"What era is it?"

A moment later.

Wu Jian slapped the paper ash in his hand.

He walked out of the eerie inn that was burned to ashes.

Just now.

He set the eerie inn on fire with treacherous flames.

Burn all the weirdness in this inn.

They were burned to the base of strange objects, and they were devoured by Wu Jian with the power of the feast.

Now, the general weirdness has no power to resist in the face of Wu Jian.

Eyes roll.

Wu Jian found himself in an abandoned village.

Most of the thatched houses made of loess have collapsed.

In the gaps between the houses and among the overgrown weeds, some rotting white bones can be seen.

It's obvious.

It has been a dead place and has been abandoned for quite some time.

"The smell of the scale is very indistinct. "

The pointer in his left eye turned, and the twinkle of the seal flickered a few times.

Wu Jian's brows furrowed.

As the number of scales of Time Trick increases, and the Wheel of Fortune is obtained.

Wu Jian was able to stay longer and longer in the past.

But he didn't have a clue about the next trip.

Because after coming to this timeline, he found that this era was polluted by some kind of supernatural spirit.

Time is in chaos throughout the era.

This confusion in time makes it impossible for his Shadow to accurately trace the time and moment hidden in this era.

"How do people survive in this era?"

Thinking of the weirdness of the house he had just killed, Wu Jian's brows furrowed slightly.

Shout!

A sharp cracking sound sounded.

A cold arrow appeared in front of Wu Jian's eyebrows as if teleporting.

The next moment.

It was as if the arrow had been attacked by some terrible force.

Suddenly it swelled and exploded, shattering into a handful of powder.

"Withdraw!" (read the violent novel, go to the Feilu Novel Network!)

There was a low roar of fear in it.

Wu Jian saw it in the grass a hundred meters away.

Several figures dressed in black were fleeing quickly.

They all carried a large black bow and a pot of arrows, and long knives straddling their waists.

On top of these weapons, there was a cold aura.

These mists contain strange powers.

"A trickster of this age?"

looked at the man at the back who was obviously much older, with a heavy look in his eyes.

Wu Jian's eyes narrowed, and a trace of coldness swayed in his right eye.

The next moment.

His figure suddenly disappeared in place.

"Hurry up, that guy found us. "

Qin Hu, who had been paying attention to the rear, found that Wu Jian had disappeared, and his already heavy face had turned black.

The guy with a living human form behind him is obviously a weird guy with extremely terrifying powers.

In the face of such a monster, direct confrontation is the most stupid thing to do.

"What are you running?"

An indifferent voice suddenly sounded from the side.

Qin Hu's body was shocked.

Without even thinking about it, he pulled out a rusty long knife from his waist and slashed it in the direction from which the sound came.

Hiss!

The long, cold and heavy knife had just been swung out.

Qin Hu felt the long knife in his hand suddenly lighten.

The cold spirit on the handle of the knife dissipated directly.

The blade of the long knife also disappeared into thin air.

The next moment.

A large, powerful hand reached out and grabbed him by the neck, pinning him to the ground.

"Don't move. "

A terrifying supernatural oppressive force came from the big hand.

The weirdness that Qin Hu's body controlled directly fell into silence.

With an eerie silence.

Qin Hu's strong body, which was able to catch the dragon and control the tiger, also became weak and weak.

"You...... Is it human?"

Although the body becomes weak.

But Qin Hu's face relaxed a lot.

He asked, face down, in a muffled voice.

"I am, of course. "

Wu Jian pressed Qin Hu, his gaze shifting.

He looked at the other living people who had stopped and raised their longbows.

"Lay down your arms, I have no ill will, or you would have died long ago. "

“............"

Wu Jian's words made the corners of several people's eyes twitch.

At the same time, it also made them realize that the person in front of them was not as weird as they imagined, but a living person with a very smelly mouth.

"Let go of the headcatcher. "

A man with thin cheeks and a beard said in a deep voice.

"I'm not negotiating terms with you. "

Wu Jian felt the cold rippling on the longbows of several people, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

The next second.

The longbow in their hands seemed to have been corroded by thousands of years.

Directly disintegrated into a pile of rotten powder.

At the same time, the shadow beneath his feet turned into a spreading curtain, extending to the feet of several people.

A ghostly outburst.

Directly suppress these tricksters completely.

"It's informing you. "

Letting go of the hand that was holding Qin Hu, Wu Jian stood up.

He looked at 390 to the side of the woods.

In that direction, there was a terrifying shriek.

"Hee-hee-hee~"

"Hahaha~"

With this laughter came.

A series of small figures bounced out of the shadows of the trees.

This is a group of big-headed dolls with ceramic bodies.

Their faces were painted with exaggerated smiles.

He was wearing a tattered floral cotton jacket.

He shook his head and let out bursts of piercing laughter, and jumped hand in hand to move towards this side.

As they approached, Wu Jian felt a cold aura hit him.

The ghosts that were suppressing several tricksters trembled slightly.

"Huh?"

With his eyes rolling, Wu Jian set his eyes on these weird big-headed dolls.

His pupils contracted slightly, and the torches of time for these big-headed dolls were already in his eyes.

Dada!

The second hand jumps slightly.

The supernatural nature of time is directly generated.

The laughter of the big-headed dolls came to an abrupt end.

The terracotta figurines, which turned into dead silence on the spot, slowly collapsed and turned into fine sand.

Only a few palm-sized large-headed ceramic dolls were left, all with distorted crying expressions on their faces.

Their time was drained out of time by Wu Jian in an instant.

The few dolls left on the ground are the embodiment of their basic rules of killing.

It's a pity that now they are completely silent, and they can't even do such a thing as killing.

“............"

Qin Hu, who had witnessed Wu Jian's performance throughout the whole process, was silent.

He swallowed, cold sweat running down his forehead.

This guy is a monster.

The thought came to his mind at the same time.

Big-headed dolls are so weird.

The average trickster simply can't fight it on his own.

Even he, the four-life catcher of the Suppression Division, could only reluctantly change their killing rules and let them leave temporarily.

But this guy in front of him actually used only one look to make these terrible weirdness completely silent.

What kind of power does he control?

He...... Still human?

"The guy who got in the way was solved. "

Wu Jian turned his head and faced Qin Hu again.

"Then the next question is our question, can you tell me, what era is it?".