Chapter 70 The eyes hidden under the paper, whisper!
The Red Heels Club is hit by the mysterious codename Priest.
Club members suffered heavy losses.
Seeing the ghost master walking into it, the people in the laboratory couldn't help but frown.
"Doctor, this private club has more experts than our official club."
They are C-level ghost masters who can be shot casually. Although there is no shortage of them officially, there are not necessarily many of them.
The doctor looked very elegant in his glasses. He tinkered with a revolving lantern next to him.
The corner of his mouth slightly raised: "Whether it is a strange era or an era of war, it is always like this. The belief in their hearts is always the same thing, and that is money."
"After all, there are not many brave men like the Night Watcher who are motivated by faith."
The member wearing a white coat pursed his lips and showed a sad smile: "Yes, they say that heroes emerge from troubled times, but in fact, the human heart in troubled times is the most real. They do it for themselves and not for others."
The doctor smiled slightly and said indifferently: "This kind of person is quite good. At least he is greedy and easy to control."
The subordinate nodded and took out the latest document: "Doctor, now the latest potion studied in the laboratory has come out. It can delay the recovery of Weird and enhance the compatibility between Weird and the ghost master. The side effects are very mild and it is basically an unconditional improvement. Thirty percent of the ability to control ghosts.”
"Good thing, let's settle the hospital issues first. The person in charge should be able to arrive in H City tomorrow. His purpose of coming here is not for the actors or the magic bears."
. . . . . . . .
The echoes of death played a hellish music in the air.
The night crow in the sky has blood-red eyes.
Crying pity, the fury of hell.
A five- to six-meter-tall demon bear held a stick in his hand and swiped it violently.
Flames spurted out, and along with them were the cries of countless innocent souls, with screams included in the cries.
This is the compassion of the weeper.
This is Zhang Yi's intermediate title, an intermediate country.
In such a kingdom, everything strange and ominous becomes the target of his judgment.
All power is suppressed by 30%, and his strength will be increased by 30%, because he is the judge!
Bang——
The actor was also very tall, with three heads and six arms and a paper gun in his hand that he jabbed at.
A burst of flame and a shot of white paper collided.
The scattered firelight sprayed out countless eyeballs, and the rolling eyeballs poured out like a tide and piled up on the ground.
Zhang Yi sneered and grabbed a ball of flame with his left hand. The blue flame was like a solitary lamp in the deep sea and was thrown towards it.
A huge eye suddenly tore through the sky and appeared.
These eyes are like traces of the sky, covering the entire sky and the entire treacherous realm.
Pfft——
The moment it appeared, all living creatures were awakened to their deepest fears, and everything was frozen.
The actor's body froze slightly. Although it was short-lived, it was also very fatal.
Compassion and anger have come, boom——
Compassion and anger are like maggots that gnaw at the bones. The moment it touches the actor, it climbs up the rock and crawls all over his body.
The actor is like a golden cicada taking off its shell, the paper of the outer shell is torn, and a brand new body rushes out from inside.
It was a woman holding an oil-paper umbrella, her face was already covered with rouge, and her pink eyes were budding.
He squinted at Zhang Yi and held up his umbrella gently.
The next moment.
Countless pink rouges visible to the naked eye fell from the sky, and the rouges fell all over the place like rain in the south of the Yangtze River.
Everything it touches begins to turn into paper.
The ground began to turn into a swamp again, and hands stretched out from the ground to drag Zhang Yi down.
He jabbed the stick in his hand, and flames began to spurt. Opening his mouth, countless eyeballs popped out from it, like centipedes rushing towards the actor.
at the same time.
The rooftop location is also under rouge.
The skin of the person who was touched by the rouge was as horny as paper, forming patches of scales. With a slight touch, the paper shattered and blood gushed out like ink.
"Ah - what's wrong with me, help me, it hurts so much!"
"My head...Why is my head split? There's so much blood!"
"I can't see. There are so many eyeballs on my body. It's so scary. Woohoo."
Many people were affected, and some even began to have blood-red eyeballs on their bodies.
Eyeballs are like a plague. Once they appear, they will spread and never stop.
Zhang Miao walked over suddenly and lifted up a man's sleeve. His right arm was covered with a piece of white paper, which was his skin.
There was something squirming under the paper. Within a moment, the paper shattered, revealing the original appearance underneath.
There are countless eyeballs interspersed between the bones and flesh, and the eyeballs are squirming, as if they are filled with the entire flesh, blood, and blood vessels.
vomit--
Many people were frightened and vomited when they saw this scene.
Zhang Miao hurriedly said: "Don't tear these papers off, and don't move them around. The paper will numb your nerves and make you feel no pain, so don't tear them up."
Once it is torn open, fear will spread, the breath of the devil bear will follow, and the eyes of desolation will spread.
All ghost masters who are struck by the Eye of Desolation will die, let alone ordinary people.
"Open your breath, don't touch these rouges, otherwise something will happen to us!"
Zhang Miao spoke hurriedly.
Under this situation, it is no longer possible to restore the breath and open the mysterious realm, so we can only hold on hard.
They hope that people from outside will come in quickly to provide support, or that both the demon bear and the actor will be injured, and they will have a glimmer of hope.
But the current situation was very bad. The actor was suppressed and beaten by the demon bear one-sidedly, and he had no power to fight back.
Just that layer of paper has been torn several times by the demon bear. If this continues, the consequences will be disastrous!
“Sister!”
Suddenly, Liu Li's voice came from the side, and he was seen walking up with two women and a man.
"Are you okay?" Zhang Miao hurriedly walked up. Zhang Tao and Liu Li were both injured, but these two ordinary people seemed to be unscathed.
Liu Li gritted his teeth: "I can't die for the time being, but the situation is not optimistic now. I feel that there is a problem in the mysterious realm."
Zhang Miao nodded: "The Demon Bear is here and is now fighting the actors. The realm seems to have been handed over twice, and new rules have emerged."
What!
The devil bear is coming?
Zhang Tao trembled violently.
Compared to their shock and fear, Tang Meili was different.
"Here comes the teddy bear? Can Jiajia and I be saved?"
Sure enough, after Xu Jiajia appeared, the rouge seemed to be blocked and did not fall down at all.
"Beautiful, it's a little itchy under my neck. See what's going on."
Xu Jiajia opened her clothes.
Tang Meili took a look, and the eyes were still there: "It's okay, I'm just a little allergic."
This eyeball would not harm them, otherwise they would not be alive now, so she did not tell her the truth for the time being.
"Someone is coming in, it's the Ghost Controller, and there are four more!"
Suddenly, Xu Qing pointed down and exclaimed.
(End of chapter)