Weird recovery: Controlling time in the beginning

In the perception of the ghosts of time.

The form of the broken sword is different from the human torch of time.

Rather, it was a pitch-black sword-type thunderbolt.

There was an invisible and terrifying power rippling on this sword-shaped thunder.

Let the ghosts of time tremble.

The

power of pausing time is repelled, and the effect of pausing time cannot have the desired effect on the corpse of the old man controlled by the broken sword.

Poof!

The old arm was raised and lowered.

Wu Jian's body was split in half from the middle.

Before his body could crack.

Wu Jian had already skillfully activated the restart, making the blood line that ran through his body disappear in an instant.

"Completely different from the human state of time, is this a strange form of time?".

Taking another step forward, the old man's old arm lifted up like lightning and then fell.

Poof!

Blood lines appeared, and half of Wu Jian's neck was cut off.

But before the blood could flow.

The reboot has been launched, healing the scars.

Rebooting again and again, Wu Jian became more and more proficient in this ability.

Now he only needs to move his thoughts, and he can complete the restart in an instant.

"The ghost can't suppress this sword, and it seems that I have to snatch it myself. "

Look at the old man who moves freely in the ghost of time.

Wu Jian narrowed his eyes slightly, and his mind changed somewhat.

He has confirmed.

The old man in front of him was just a corpse manipulated by a broken sword.

What really slashed him apart again and again was the broken sword it was holding.

This broken sword has the terrifying power to ignore the ghosts and hit the main body.

Such a power is simply the natural enemy of the trickster.

"This sword is related to me. "

Licking the blood that flowed to the corners of his mouth, Wu Jian took it step by step.

One fatal wound after another kept appearing on his body.

These wounds appeared and disappeared under the effect of restarting, unable to inflict fatal damage on him.

But the sharp pain of being cut open again and again made his forehead bruise, and his expression became hideous.

Poof!

The withered arm raised the broken sword and slashed down.

But it was a pale palm that suddenly reached out and grabbed the hilt of the withered palm interrupted sword.

"Got you. "

Feel the cold touch in the palm of your hand.

Wu Jian stared at his bloodshot eyes and laughed.

He could feel that with his contact, the broken sword was injecting a sharp and cold aura into his body, intending to eat away at his body.

Terrible hallucinations kept coming to his mind.

Countless shattered blood-stained blades, a terrifying battlefield with the starry sky as the background, the eerie sound of the body being cut off and torn, and the furious shouts of excitement and blood.

"Uh......!"

The hallucinations that kept pouring out made Wu Jian let out a muffled snort, and the tearing pain made him wonder if his brain would burst open in the next second.

But at this moment, he felt a sudden surge of power in his body.

Directly shattered these illusions, and suppressed the cold aura that invaded the body.

The hallucination disappeared, and Wu Jian's expression gradually calmed down.

He found.

The broken sword had fallen completely into his hands at some point.

The old man had fallen to the ground stiffly.

The stench spread, and the old man's body quickly decayed into a skeleton with shredded flesh.

"Got it!".

Ignore the corpses on the ground.

Wu Jian took off his coat, wrapped the broken sword, and left the room quickly.

[Wonderful! Really wonderful!].

[Another strange encounter with your poisonous hand.] 】

[Under the suppression of your extraordinary talent, this broken sword is at your disposal. 】

Perhaps you may consider looking for the missing parts of Him. 】

[The recast Broken Sword may bring you a different surprise.] 】

The prompt from the phone will be late, but it will never be absent.

Wu Jian, who was going downstairs, looked at the text on his phone, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Reforge the broken sword? "

Feeling the dull pain in his head, Wu Jian felt that he should take a good rest.

Although his special physique allows him to dominate the weird at no cost.

But when using weirdness and harnessing weirdness, he still has to consume a lot of energy and physical strength.

It's been a stalemate with the broken sword for so long.

He felt like a squeezed sugar cane, with nothing left.

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

"No. 403, Unit 3, Building 12, Xinmin Community, Hu Wanshou. "

The sound of

clattering photos continued to sound, and the security officer in charge of recording completed the shooting of the decomposing corpse on the ground from multiple angles.

"Judging by the degree of decay in his body, he should have been dead for more than a month, but according to the information provided by nearby neighbors, he went out during the day yesterday. "

Chen Liguo looked at the rotting corpse on the ground, his face heavy.

He was in

charge of the investigation in this area and was the first vigilante to discover the situation of Hu Wanshou's family.

"It should be a weird trick. "

Another indifferent voice rang out, and a tall man scanned the room.

"I can feel the remnants of the supernatural aura in this room, there has been a strange here, it is a very powerful kind. "

"Is it because of "Strange Era"?".

Chen Liguo frowned and said in a deep voice.

"The possibilities are high. "

The

tall man took out his mobile phone, and on his phone, a string of words was appearing against a blood-colored background.

[People, sometimes need to be self-aware. 】

[Although you also dominate the weird, but the weirdness you dominate is too weak.] 】

[There have been two great beings here. 】

They only need to move their fingers to make you die without a place to bury. 】

[If you're smart, just let it go.] 】

[Sometimes, a little confusion can be obtained for a longer time.] 】

“............"

Silently put the phone back into his pocket, and the tall man's expression changed slightly.

"Is the Great Being the highest level of weirdness?But why doesn't this level of weirdness bring disaster?Are they restrained?Who did it?".

The tall man's heart was full of questions, but because he had no information, he was completely confused.

But one thing can be confirmed.

These weird things that have stayed at Hu Wanshou's house are very dangerous.

Not a presence that he could touch.

"After the body is disposed of, this building will be sealed, and the rest of the matter is not suitable for our investigation. "

"Yes, Captain Ma!".

Chen Liguo nodded solemnly and didn't ask more.

Because he knew that the case was beyond his reach.