Quenched long order

Chapter 181 Squirming Dance
Sauer's eyes did not stay on "his" face for too long. He had encountered such a scene before, so he did not suffer a huge shock in his heart. Moreover, compared to focusing on things whose causes he could not understand for the time being, he would It is obviously more meaningful to focus on the surroundings and the possible upcoming attacks.

The sound of air cannons exploding came from all directions.

Fortunately, the target did not seem to be where he was standing, but was fired randomly, and most of them hit the surrounding stairs.

Smoke is everywhere.

"Saul." Jason's voice came from nearby.

In the falling smoke, Sauer saw a human-shaped black shadow walking towards him, but he did not relax his vigilance.

Footsteps approached, and a familiar and tired face emerged from the smoke. However, his face was stained with blood, as if he had been fighting continuously in the sea of ​​​​people to get here.

"Stop." Sauer stretched out his right hand, pointing his index finger not far away from his feet. The direction pointed by his fingertips was his "own" body, with dilated pupils and a pale face, but there was no obvious sign of death on his body. The wounds, at least, were not caused by air cannons, and there were no traces of wind blades, which meant that the person who killed his "self" might not be himself.

And here, besides him, there was only Jason.

Is the Jason in front of me the same Jason just now?
Questions come to mind.

Sauer didn't take any action, but the mere threat of words was powerful enough. He had an invisible attack method, and it was impossible for the person in front of him not to care.

Jason stopped and was stunned for a moment. When he looked down and saw the body that Sauer pointed to, his eyes were slightly surprised, but he quickly regained his composure.

"What the hell is going on?"

he asks.

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and the bizarre staircase space was revealed again.

All the stairs are gathered together and are no longer separated as before. However, these gathered stairs seem to have been pieced together at will by their owners. They are constantly spliced ​​along the outer extension, all the way up, extending to higher and further places. It’s just that , the staircase where the narrow door was located also disappeared, and seemed to be pieced together, hidden in this unique staircase.

Outside the stairs, there are constantly crack-like blue cracks looming, and a humming sound seeps out of the cracks, mysterious and dangerous.

Sauer looked at Jason, and the next second, he looked behind Jason.

An arm appeared behind Jason. The size of the arm was exactly the same as Jason's right hand. It seemed like a third hand growing out of thin air. The next second, this hand began to swing. After turning half a circle, it matched Jason's right hand. Colliding together, with a thud, the surfaces of the two right hands began to break, and then, the broken parts began to fit together to form a new arm.

A cry of pain came from Jason's mouth, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Sauer looked at Jason's right hand that was constantly being pieced together, his eyes moved upward, and he had already planned the route in his mind. Then, he glanced at Jason.At this time, Jason endured severe pain and looked at him. Their eyes met in the air. For some reason, Shaoer felt that Jason's eyes were different. There was complexity and pity in them, as if he knew something. secret.

"who are you?"

Sauer asked.

But his reason told him not to stop.

Danger seemed to be approaching from all directions, and a burning feeling rose from the bottom of my heart.

He did not stay where he was, but rushed towards the route he had just planned. As he ran, the air moved at this moment, as if it turned into a breeze blowing backwards, making his running smoother.

When he came to the sloping stairs, he jumped hard with his legs and climbed to the top smoothly. Just when he was about to hide, his right ankle was grabbed by a wide hand.

Struggle in vain.

Sauer was dragged down and fell heavily on his back to the ground. A dull sound echoed in his body and reached his cochlea.

After a brief dizziness, he felt a shadow in front of him.

"You shouldn't run away. I originally planned to ask you slowly." Jason lifted Sauer up.

Sauer felt his heartbeat speeding up, and his guess just now became a reality, so he put his right hands together and the wind blade began to accumulate power.

The next second, Jason put his head next to Sauer's ear and whispered: "The third hand... is it still useful? Or should I call you the survivor of Stewart Island and the navigator of the black fog?"

Sauer was stunned for a moment, but his desire for life made him swing out his right hand with full force. The wind blade gathered at the fingertips and was not released until it hit Jason. However, facing Jason, who had already activated the ability to refine steel. , the wind blade can only leave a slightly deeper blood trail on the neck, which does not pose a fatal threat at all, and may even...may not interrupt the opponent's actions.Something's wrong...

Sauer swallowed, grabbed Jason's wrist with his left hand, and tried to break free. Even if he failed, he could prevent himself from being completely controlled and create space for his subsequent escape.

Where did he know this?

At the same time as this thought occurred, he caught a glimpse of "his" body out of the corner of his eye.

Is it...me?Other "selves"?Because he was on the verge of death, he used this information to delay time?However, the navigator of the black mist...may be a fraud, in order to make himself appear more valuable.

Sauer withdrew his gaze and looked at Jason in front of him.

If he already knows this, it makes no sense for me to use this to delay.

Jason retracted his right hand and made a fist hard. Just by observing the muscle lines on his fist, Sauer could feel the force. If he was hit by this punch, he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.

It was too late to recharge the air cannon, and the distance was too close. Even if it was fired, it would probably hurt itself.

but……

Sauer slowly let go of his left hand, and at the same time, a sonic boom exploded in Jason's ear.

This loud noise can make an ordinary person deaf for at least two days. Even a temperer like Jason who can strengthen his body can make him temporarily lose control unless he takes precautions in advance.

Taking advantage of this time, Sauer quickly broke away and ran towards another route.

The air cannon is also accumulating power, but it is a blind firing method. The direction is directly behind him. If Jason follows, he will hit him.

He ran about two or three meters and there was a loud bang.

The sound of air cannons reached my ears.

However, his charged air cannon didn't fire, it was... the air cannon fired by someone else.

Sauer turned around and looked behind him. Jason, who had threatened him just now, was lying on the ground. His skull had been crushed, and his brain mixed with blood slowly flowed out from the broken parts. His eyes moved slightly downward, surprised. It was found that Jason still seemed to be breathing weakly, but his breathing was weakening at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He looked up and saw a person on a crooked and damaged staircase who looked and looked very similar to him. It could even be said that he was exactly the same.

"We are the products 'created' by those monsters. You should be able to find our differences." The other party looked at Sauer condescendingly.

The other party's eyes were very calm.

The next second, an extra ear appeared on the edge of the opponent's left ear. Then, the two ears collided together like broken porcelain. Then, the broken parts merged again and became a brand new ear.

"Find them, kill them, and get out of here." The other party looked up.

Sauer followed the other person's eyes, and there seemed to be many eyes on the stairs that were going up. These eyes peered down and around from the darkness, seeming to be wary of everything.

"What happened to Jason?" Sauer asked in a low voice.

"They can only control us, but they can't control you and the real Jason. In short-" the other party replied.

Before he finished speaking, a strong figure suddenly ran out from the other party's side, hugged him tightly with both hands, and then jumped out of the stairs without hesitation.

Die together, as if to prevent the other party from telling the truth.

He raised his head again and looked upward. The eyes that had just been prying had all hidden and were dormant in the shadows.

Suddenly, he saw something. At the top of the spliced ​​stairs, a twisted figure was crawling on the edge. No, it was more like dancing wildly, as if it was celebrating the birth of a crazy and evil existence - itself.

(End of this chapter)