Weird recovery: Controlling time in the beginning

[After the transformation, the ghost makeup was distorted into another shape.] 】

[His form conforms to a rule of terror, and new powers are given to this mask. 】

[He should now be called the Mask of the Ancestors.] 】

[The Ancestor Mask has the ability to communicate with the gods, when you put on the Ancestor Mask, you will randomly ask the gods to come up and obtain the ability of this gods. 】

But you have to remember that it is easier to please God than to send God. 】

[When you put on the mask, you have no turning back. 】

"The Mask of the Ancestor?, summoning the gods?".

Picking up this mask, Wu Jian carefully observed.

After the transformation of the weird toy box, the face that represented the ghost's makeup has been transformed into a wooden mask.

The mask is grayish-white and human-like.

On the facial features of the human face, there are dark red patterns, outlining a wonderful expression like crying and laughing.

At first glance, this mask feels a little rough and abstract.

But as you look at it for a longer time, the mask will gradually give you the strange feeling that it is staring at you.

It's very wicked.

"Do you wear it or not?".

Staring at this mask that seemed to come to life, Wu Jian was a little entangled.

It's obvious.

This thing is absolutely evil, and the treacherous god summoned should be some kind of weirdness.

The Strange has a terrifying ability to corrupt humanity.

Wearing this mask yourself has a great possibility of being invaded by a terrifying weirdness.

"Shhh...... Wait?invasion?".

When Wu Jian thought of this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

After mastering so many weirdness, Wu Jian already has a deep understanding of the particularity of his body.

His physique can not only control the ghosts at no cost, but also has the ability to infinitely imprison and fuse weird.

So, when this so-called trick god enters his body, isn't it equivalent to a fat sheep entering the wolf's mouth and directly becoming fat in the stomach?

"Fishing law enforcement belongs to yes!

[Buzz!].

[Evil as you, a thought rose in my head that I was not a good person. 】

[You are ready to summon the poor god with the mask of the ancestor and become your nourishment!].

[Beasts!].

[You are so despicable, and so shameless!].

"Those poor deceitful gods are about to suffer. 】

[They are about to experience the despair of sheep in the mouth of the tiger.] 】

[I want to say, it's got to be you!].

[I have to tattoo you after the weird body, and I can't tattoo my eyes yet. 】

"Fart! Where am I evil?".

Glancing at the buzzing mobile phone, Wu Jian pursed his lips disdainfully.

He picked up the mask and slowly fastened it to his face.

Cold, creamy, and sticky.

The mask squirmed as if it had come to life as if it had come to life, sticking to his face.

An eerie aura continued to pour into the mask as it adhered to it.

Visions kept popping up in Wu Jian's mind.

Desiccated corpses walking in the endless desert.

On the high mountain of bondage, a metal humanoid that is constantly bombarded by thunder.

An eight-armed giant with nine eyes hidden in the darkness.

A

conglomerate of swords that kills in the blood-colored battlefield.

Anger, sadness, murderous intent, evil thoughts.

With the appearance of illusions, all kinds of emotions continue to impact Wu Jian's consciousness.

The unexpectedly terrifying impact caused blood to flow from the corners of Wu Jian's eyes, nostrils, and ears.

Played off.

Wu Jian, whose brain was in chaos, couldn't help but have such a thought.

He felt that his consciousness was about to be crushed by these terrible visions.

In a trance.

Wu Jian felt an invisible and terrifying force, turning into a terrifying giant hand, directly piercing through the endless illusion, and out of it came a figure burning with a dusky flame.

Then it was violently pressed into his body.

Whew!

The flames swelled and burned.

The outbreak of the twilight treacherous flame directly ignited Wu Jian and became a fire man entwined with treacherous flames.

"Uh...... I'm not dead?".

With the explosion of Wei Yan recovering his consciousness, Wu Jian opened his confused eyes and looked down at his body.

"Damn, I'm burning (physically)!"

At this time, Wu Jian's whole body was entangled with the rising treacherous flames.

But he didn't feel the slightest burning sensation, but a warm and comfortable sense of security.

It was as if the flames wrapped around him had become a layer of skin on him, protecting his body and spirit.

Make him feel at ease and strong.

Turned and walked to the mirror.

Wu Jian saw a figure with a demon-like flame mask on his head.

The figure had white hair burning on its head, and a strange dial could be faintly visible in its left eye.

The muscles of the strong body bulged, and flame-like black lines spread all over it.

As he breathed, strings of burning mist of light erupted, forming a circle of streamers wrapped around his body.

Make him look like the evil King Kong, evil and sacred.

"Good guy, just transform?".

He clenched his fist, and a circle of strange flames slashed a spiral of light marks on his arm.

Wu Jian felt the swelling in his body and the strange flames that he didn't know how many times.

A slight leap.

Whew!

Two clouds of treacherous flames ignited at his feet, turning into two flame-like flywheels that held up his body.

Feel these treacherous flames like an arm.

Wu Jian's mind moved, stepped on the flame flywheel, and was suspended in mid-air.

"Haha!".

A smile appeared on his face under the mask.

Wu Jian's figure passed directly through the wall and flew directly into the sky.

At this time, he had been possessed by a strange god, and his entire life form was transformed from a human being into a strange existence.

The walls didn't stop him anymore, and he could easily pass through the building.

The body held up by the flame wheel flies flexibly in the night sky.

The dusk sparks spilled down, leaving behind a string of light marks invisible to ordinary people.

Like a bird flying in the night sky for half a day.

Wu Jian stood in the air with his hands on his chest, looking down at the brightly lit city below.

An inexplicable impulse arose in his heart.

If the city is set on fire, it will be beautiful......

“............"

As soon as this thought appeared, it was pinched out by Wu Jian.

He frowned and looked at his burning hands.

"Is this the murderous impulse of the gods attracted by the mask of the ancestor? It seems that this state cannot be used often. "

Slowly landed on the roof of a tall building.

"Take it off. "

Wu Jian raised his hand and grabbed the mask on his face and pulled it hard.

But the mask on his face seemed to grow on his face, and he couldn't pull it off at all.

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