Mysterious recovery: I grow stronger by breathing

Chapter 141 Wang Gu Jingguan (Subscribe)

A rain of supernatural bullets tore through the darkness, like meteors flying all over the sky.

From the very beginning, this was a one-sided massacre, so Wu Nai kept asking the kings about the whereabouts of [Captain].

Since it was the fattest prey on his menu, he might even switch roles between prey and hunter, and hunt him back.

It will bring Wu Nai an extremely pleasant hunting experience, but it is a pity that the [Ghost Ship] has never been seen.

So Wu Nai could only use the heads of these kings to make up the numbers.

On the opposite side of him, the six kings suddenly changed their colors, and immediately used their strongest life-saving means.

They can be called kings, they are by no means weak.

Together, they can even roam the supernatural circle without any scruples, but at this moment, because they met Wu Nai, the ultimate monster roaring in the world.

They are really weak as a baby.

The manor owner and all the horrible ghosts around him who seemed to have been sentenced to death, their bodies mutilated and decayed, were pierced by supernatural bullets, flew over the domeless castle, and turned into endlessly burning fireballs.

These supernatural bullet killing rules, which are essentially ghosts, have already been [modified].

Therefore, the ghosts or people hit by the pitch-black warhead will not only be suppressed, but will die, and even end up with the fate of [burning].

Nearly a hundred ghosts and the king named [Manor Lord] were sacrificed.

In the dark castle, it seems that a mysterious ceremony from the ancient prehistoric period is being held, and an unprecedented grand rain of molten golden fire descends from the sky.

In the infinite brilliance, corpses lay on the ground one after another, and the scorched carbonized tissue shone like hell's lava.

And the king who was killed by such a blow was not limited to the manor owner.

The same is true of the king covered in jet black dye.

The black liquid of despair flowing out of his body can pollute the light, and directly enter the consciousness along the line of sight of all living things to kill and kill.

It should have been weird.

But before he could be weird, he was beaten into a sieve by the rain of bullets.

At the same time, as the first owner of these supernatural bullets, [Cowboy] Simon was naturally not immune. Both the superimposed body and himself were severely injured in the first place.

The pitch-black bullets contained the rules of "burning" and "suppressing", which brought high temperature and huge shock waves, tearing and burning the clothes and skin of several cowboys.

They were thrown far away to every corner of the castle by the shock wave, and the ghosts turned into bullets penetrated into their internal organs, tore their skulls apart, sprayed hot fire, burned the ghosts in their bodies, and forcibly interrupted them. their recovery.

Among the remaining kings, apart from the old woman in a western dress, the missionary and the old man with his skinny arms all paid a heavy price for this attack.

Although he did not die, he was also seriously injured, and the blood spots under his body were getting bigger and bigger.

【Ability +1】

【Ability +1】

【Ability +1】

【Close contact with ghosts, collect the rules scattered around, and acquire a brand new skill - shooting! 】

[Shooting: Use ghosts as materials to create bullets, and you will be the king of firepower (Note: The effect of the skill is directly linked to the degree of alienation). 】

[Close range...acquire skills—lead! 】

[Close range...Acquisition of skill - Black Liquor! 】

[Close-range...movement skill - lifting! 】

……

【Ability point: 80000000.0】

In between breaths, rich abilities and rules rushed together, turning into lines of crazily wriggling words before Wu Nai's eyes.

Even these literatures are only the beginning.

Each [King] corresponds to the existence of the captain level in the country.

He is an elite among ghost hunters, and he has quite a lot of supernatural powers in his body.

Such a guy killed one less than one, although not the best prey, but it can be regarded as a feast.

So Wu Nai didn't let Zhang Xianguang do it, but went out to enjoy the process himself.

Seeing the ghosts in his body revive one by one after the death of the kings, Wu Nai took a deep breath, showing an intoxicated expression.

[It is detected that 'Leading', 'Creation', and 'Black Liquid' are complementary skills, are they fused? 】

【Fusion begins... 1%... 10%... 100%】

[Get a new skill - create! 】

[Creation: On the basis of 'heroic spirit', guided by the black liquid that erodes the will of the spirit, destruction is rebirth, and you will create your own dependents (Note: The effect of the skill is directly linked to the degree of alienation). 】

The birth of new skills came just in time for Wu Nai.

He opened his hands to all the fierce ghosts who were being burned, as if he held all the authority in the world, each of which could instantly rewrite reality and carry out [creation].

Quack quack. All the dark golden fireballs that fell to the ground suddenly issued a noisy raven cry.

In the next moment, all the fireballs cracked like eggs, sparks flew, and the fire rain festival scene just now seemed to celebrate the black figures circling up at this time.

They are like eternal night, they are mysterious creations, gathered above Wu Nai's head, forming a black swirl-like flock of crows.

Each of these ravens was transformed by a ghost, a race created on the basis of immortality.

As terrifying as a ghost.

Wu Nai chose two to rest on his shoulders, and named them [Fu Jin] and [Wuni] respectively.

Compared with the same kind, they have no other special features, the only difference is that they happened to be chosen by Wu Nai.

Controlling ghosts with a wave of hands is an invasion of God's domain. The [missionary] who witnessed this process did not believe that this is something that one person can do.

"It's terrible," the old man with skinny arms muttered to himself. If the two sides hadn't reached the point where they couldn't stop dying, he already had the urge to kneel down and beg for mercy at this moment.

Since the appearance of the black ravens, even if the [Ghost Mystery] detective in the center of the field is as motionless as a mountain, the majesty that slowly rolls out from him in all directions is like a tsunami, which can overwhelm people from a distance.

But Li Gui has no such influence.

At this moment, the old woman in an old western dress revealed her essence that had been corrupted by ghosts.

Some people in the king of ghosts are ghosts themselves!
It extended a deep and dark path from under his feet, like a path made by shadows, and Wu Nai was quickly pulled into it for erosion.

Trying to suppress his supernatural powers while isolating him from the crows.

"Good opportunity, hurry up! This is our last chance, let's do it together!"

Flipping the old book in the missionary's hand, a blank page appeared.On this page, Wu Nai's appearance was quickly outlined, and the self-contained lines seemed to come from an invisible pen in the void.

Once the figure on the blank page is drawn, Wu Nai will suffer a terrible curse.

It must be successful. From the moment the missionary performed supernatural powers, he was praying to the void god in his heart.

At the same time, in the deep and dark alleyway, Wu Nai's dead wood-like mask with one-eyed hole was sprayed with a strong clear light, and looked over, glanced at the [Ghost Book] in the missionary's hand, with a contemptuous sneer at the corner of his mouth:
"How dare you write blasphemy on paper? How dare you use phantoms to invade the God King?!"

boom! !

The black crows circling on the dome exploded furiously, and they rattled like ghosts and gods, bursting into world-wide anger for the missionary's actions.

At this time, the old man with a withered arm had already put down his raised hand.

Because the time for the survivors to desperately has come.

The black crows rushed down, and each raven was a heroic spirit who rushed to the earth to fight, and they turned this place into a arena for the gods.

Anyone who raises a sword here is an enemy of Infinity.

On the old man's completely lowered arm, a black coffin very similar to [Ghost Coffin] appeared. When the black coffin opened, there were bruised arms and black hair wriggling like a sea tide, and there were pairs of eyes between the hair strands. open.

But all were drowned in the flapping of wings.

The ones that fell didn't look like a group of crows, but a group of vicious carnivores, even ghosts could tear apart their food.

Soon, thrilling shouts came from the mouths of the missionary and the old man, echoing throughout the castle.

After the end of the feast of crows.

The manor housekeeper who survived because he was too weak saw two battered corpses on the floor of the old castle.

"It's really boring."

On the other side, Wu Nai also stopped the old woman in the western dress with a spear.

Swinging the spear in the dark ancient path of Li Gui, the fate-like star light flashes by, and the time of the shot is the time of the hit.

The point of the spear pierced through the chest and abdomen, suppressing the ghost, and then he stepped forward to expel the supernatural power into the western skirt, and then unscrewed her head that did not contain the ghost part.

The six kings died overnight.

For the entire Kings organization, this is an unprecedented injury.

"The good man spares his life."

The butler is a person who has studied Asian culture a little bit, and immediately took out his most humble posture, and knelt down on both knees in front of Wu Nai.

Results the next moment.

Boom... His head fell off.

Zhang Xianguang walked over from behind with an old and rusty machete in hand, and after chopping people, he waved off the black blood on the knife, leaving fan-shaped marks on the ground.

"How about it, did you have fun killing it?"

"It's a 'wild hunt', the [King] is good prey, makes me very happy, the next trouble is, I keep their heads, you cut off the heads of these guys, and put them in Together. Including the 26 gardeners you got rid of, they also went in together, it’s too small to look good.”

Wu Nai ordered lightly.

"As you wish." Zhang Xianguang smiled slightly. In his hand that did not hold a knife, he was holding a long rope. head.

is his trophy.

Along the way, the human head rubbed against the ground and made an unpleasant dragging sound.

With the end of this battle, the ancient castle is crumbling, huge mottled stones fall from the ceiling, the floor is cracked, everything is pulverized, and the wind is blowing and sweeping away.

The vitality here has been exhausted, and the remaining two living creatures are Wu Nai and Zhang Xianguang.

Then Zhang Xianguang set off to work as a coolie. He picked up hideous ghost-like heads one after another, and piled them up like an arhat, forming a tower shape.

Jingguan was originally a product of ancient wars.

It is a kind of building that piles up the bones of the enemy and casts them into a tower.

Its blood and cruelty are unquestionable, and it is a symbol of force with intimidation, flaunting extremely domineering power and power.

Click Zhang Xianguang kept adjusting the angle, pressed the camera button on the phone, and at the same time asked Wu Nai who was sitting on the moss-covered rock loudly: "Do you want to use beauty face? I personally feel that the effect of beauty face will be better."

"Brother, what we are taking is a dead head, not a girl, what kind of beauty do you use, please upload the original picture."

"Okay, how about the few photos I selected? They show the fear, despair, and hideousness of the manor owner and missionary before death." Zhang Xianguang approached with his mobile phone.

"Well, upload it quickly."

Wu Nai took the phone, opened the website and uploaded photos under the hunting list issued by the headquarters with his own ID, and added a simple sentence - "Six have been hacked to death".

Dajing City · Headquarters.

In the conference room, Cao Yanhua was having a meeting with people from various relevant departments when the satellite phone rang suddenly.

After he raised his hand to signal everyone to suspend the meeting, he pressed connect.

"what's up?"

"Uncle, it's Wu Nai's business, you should quickly log on to the supernatural website to have a look."

Cao Qianqian's urgent voice came from the other end of the phone.

Wu Nai?Cao Yanhua was stunned. Didn't the headquarters just send that kid a job to seriously damage the king's organization?With feedback so soon, could something have happened?
"I'm in a meeting right now, just let me know if you have any news."

"Uncle, Wu Nai has killed six kings by himself!" When she spoke, Sissy's voice was filled with uncontrollable trembling and shock.

"Oh, six kings what?! Six kings?!"

Cao Yanhua's pupils constricted slightly, suspecting that he had heard it wrong: "How long did we entrust this matter to him? An hour? Or two hours? Can you be sure? You must know that there are only a dozen kings in the [King] organization." !"

"He did kill six kings, and there is no trace of modification in the photos. Oh, you can log on to the website after the meeting to see, just under our hunting list, he really built a capital with the heads of the kings View."

"Now the ghost hunters on the website have gone crazy, and there are all kinds of things to say below, but our goal has undoubtedly been achieved."

Cao Qianqian is not a nonsense person, she quickly told the information she got.

At this moment, Cao Yanhua was not in the mood for a meeting. After sitting in his seat, he opened the mobile website without anyone else, and swiped to the hunting list of the headquarters.

The first thing that catches the eye is a photo that would definitely be mosaic under normal circumstances.

Dozens of human heads piled up together, one on top of the other, each with a hideous face that can be found on the wanted warrant.

All of them are heinous guys like ghosts.

"Good kill, good kill. These supernatural items are really used in the right place." Cao Yanhua patted the table and sighed loudly. At this moment, the voice and appearance of Old Qin emerged in his mind.

Old man, we have avenged you. I believe that with that kid's ability, even that ghost ship will not be able to escape punishment.

(End of this chapter)