Weird recovery: Controlling time in the beginning

"Hoo ......"

Exhaling a breath of turbidity, feeling the more cold power in his body, Wu Jian rubbed his temples.

Right now.

Half of his humanity has burned away.

"I'm running out of time. "

Humanity can be restored before it burns out.

But if you accidentally burn it out.

It's hard to recover.

Humanity is a seed.

It can sprout and expand, but it cannot grow in a vacuum.

If it disappears, then people will not be called people, but will become something very terrible.

"And many more. "

Eyes shift, look around.

With the old man being imprisoned, the bungalow seemed to realize something.

Becomes extremely agitated.

The rising strange aura made this bungalow more and more decayed.

Lots and lots of weird and terrifying things are constantly popping up from the walls, floors, and controls.

Wriggling fingers, thick long hair, bloodshot eyes.

These come from weird organs.

is constantly releasing a terrifying supernatural aura, sweeping through the bungalow.

They knew they had broken in.

But they don't know.

Where the hell is that guy who broke in?

Normally.

Whether it's a person, it's still "eighty" weird.

After entering this bungalow, you will be suppressed by the rules carried by the bungalow itself.

Even if you don't die or fall silent, you should at least show your form.

But with the rise of ghosts inside the bungalow.

Instead of being suppressed by the ghosts in the bungalow, the intruders imprisoned their companions through incomprehensible means.

This made the weird people in the bungalow instinctively have emotions similar to fear.

"Where?"

"Where?"

"Where !!"

Terrible screams rang out, and the bungalow began to shake.

A terrible corpse came out of the cracked floor of the bungalow.

It was the corpse of a well-dressed man, his skin pale and his eyes full of cruelty.

At this time, he was rippling with the power of jealousy.

Scanning everything around him.

A shrill cry continued to emerge from His open and closed mouth.

"Jealousy ......"

Wu Jian, who had stood still all the time, watched the changes in the bungalow, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Is it just a decoy?"

In the back of this corpse's head, Wu Jian saw a twisted thing.

It was an iron hoop.

Rusty iron rings.

This iron ring penetrates deep into the head of the jealous treacherous, releasing some very special power.

This power made Wu Jian feel an inexplicable familiarity.

He walked behind Jealousy.

Lifted up and grabbed the hoop.

A biting chill came.

Wu Jian's body stiffened, and a large number of strange pictures appeared in his mind.

A figure sitting on the wreckage of countless planets.

A giant monster that fills most of the universe.

Distorted time, shattered space, and a fate that rots into a pulp.

These rules, which are invisible to the naked eye, become entities that can be seen directly in this illusion.

But these images convey a disaster that cannot be saved at all.

"This ...... What is it?"

The pupils were fluttering, and Wu Jian's mind was constantly shaking.

He felt, with the appearance of his gaze.

The figure sitting atop the wreckage of the planet slowly turned its indifferent eyes.

With this action of Him.

Wu Jian felt a terrifying force break through the limitations of time and space.

It acted directly on him.

Burst!

There was an explosion.

Wu Jian's body was shattered into powder.

The void of time formed by the Son's Trick Seal was also directly shattered by this terrifying force that broke through time and space.

A mist of blood appeared out of thin air behind Jealousy.

？

The jealous treacherous, who was in an impotent rage, was visibly confused.

He felt the supernatural blood mist suddenly appear behind him, and the whole thing was a little silly.

He couldn't understand it.

What the hell is going on with this blood mist.

While!

The sound of the death knell resounded in the blood mist.

A figure appeared out of thin air from the blood mist.

Before Jealousy could figure out what was going on.

A sword mark that shimmered with golden flame pierced directly through his body.

The swollen treacherous flames incinerated him on the spot as a treacherous fuel.

Blended into the flames.

In the midst of this treacherous flame, there is also a rusty iron ring that is constantly tumbling.

Able to incinerate the strange treacherous flames, it can't hurt this iron ring in the slightest.

Under the burning of the treacherous flames, this iron ring did not even change its temperature, and it was still extremely cold.

At this moment, a large hand stretched out.

Grabbed this hoop.

At the same time, the space shook violently.

Wu Jian suddenly disappeared in place.

The bungalow was still restless, and countless terrible shadows roamed among them.

They tried to capture the Wu Jian who had once stayed here.

But their supernatural spirit could not touch Wu Jian, who had already used the power of fate to erase his traces.

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

"What's weird?"

"Weirdness is the embodiment of rules. "

"It's nature's revenge on man!"

"It's time, it's history, it's everything!"

"It's just that under the influence of some force, they are marked as murderous. "

"To control the weird means to control the rules. "

"But rules are not something that a living person can control, and all tricksters will consume their own lifespan when they use strange powers. "

"Weirdness is power, and it is also a double-edged sword, first hurt yourself, then hurt others!"

It was a man in a robe with a neatly trimmed beard and slightly curly shawl hair, his eyes deep, his voice deep, and he spoke with a different kind of charm.

The men and women who were listening to the lecture below showed reverent expressions. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

His name is Li Changyi.

The president of the Trickster Society, a folk organization of tricksters.

"In that case, why do we always use strange powers, President?"

A young man raised his hand and asked in a loud voice.

The young man's face was a little pale, and his gaze had an unnatural coldness.

It's clear that he's a trickster.

And it's the kind of trickster who has been corrupted by weirdness.

"For the sake of balance. "

Li Changyi said calmly.

"There is also a relationship between rules and rules, and with the confrontation between weirdness and weirdness, we can catch our breath. "

"So, how do we find the weirdness that balances ourselves?"

Another trickster asked.

"Spooky has a pattern. "

Li Changyi opened his hand, and a trace of coldness coiled around his hand.

His hands quickly turned iron blue, and terrible corpse spots appeared, and as these corpse spots appeared, dark red blood vessels began to bulge on the back of his hands...

These veins carry another strange power, and this strange power has a certain confrontation with the spirit of his palm, so that the spirit in his hand has a strange balance.

"It's like my hand, which has the killing rule of touching and killing, although this rule is strong, it also has a strong corrosive effect on my body. "

"In order to silence this hand, I harnessed these ghost blood vessels, which have strange killing rules that invade the human body and corrupt the blood vessels of living people, turning people into blood bags. "

"I fought against this vessel with this hand of mine, and then completed the mastery of this weirdness. "

"This vein remains in the weird palm of my hand, and they are pitted against each other, creating a terrifying balance that allows me to use them without too much erosion. "

"Therefore, if you want to balance the weirdness you control, you have to consider what are the weird and specific killing rules you control, and what kind of weirdness you can encounter, so that you can make your own rules just hedge against this weird power, and finally get a terrifying balance. "

After Li Changyi's words were finished, the tricksters in the field fell into deep thought.

Today is the day of the sophistication meeting.

As the president, Li Changyi shared his experience in controlling the weird with the tricksters of the sophistication society.

This is one of the benefits of the Sophistry.

It is also the reason why the Sophistry Society can occupy a position among so many treacherous organizations in the country.

Li Changyi looked at the contemplative crowd in the venue, his eyes were profound.

There was a distorted dark shadow flickering in his eyes.

It was a horrible human face.

There was a malicious smile on his face.

is looking greedily at the tricksters below.

That kind of eyes, as if looking at food.

"Don't mess around, it's not time yet. "

An indifferent voice sounded in his mind, and a trace of coldness flashed in Li Changyi's eyes.

With the sound of this voice.

The strange smile in his eyes faded away.

Li Changyi's expression did not change, and he still looked gentle and majestic, looking at everyone in the conference room.

"It's almost ...... It's almost there...... Terror is about to hatch......"

......... 3.0...

"Something horrible about it. "

Feeling the supernatural contained in the iron ring, Wu Jian looked serious.

This iron ring was something he pulled out from behind the head of the jealous man.

This thing...... Kill him once.

And it was through the Trick Seal of the Son that directly locked his position, and acted on his body with some kind of terrible power.

"Somewhat familiar. "

Looking at the rusty iron ring, I remembered the figure sitting on the shard of the star.

A trace of dazedness flashed in Wu Jian's eyes.

He opened his palm, and a black chain spilled out of his skin and drooped.

The clanging of metals.

Wu Jian picked up the rusty iron ring.

He found that there was very little difference between this ring and the chains manifested in the Book of Life and Death.

The shape of the two is roughly the same, and it feels similar.

It's just that the chains of Wu Jian are renewed, and there is no rust.

And the iron ring was rusty, and at the same time it was thicker.

"This thing can't be a chain in the book of life and death...... So, who is that figure?"

Wu Jian rubbed the iron ring in his hand, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes.

He had a terrible conjecture.

"That guy...... It can't be me, can it?"

ps: I'm so sorry, Kavin didn't write it yesterday, please forgive me.