Chapter 1158

1158. Chapter 1155 Controlling

Chapter 1155 Controlling

On an island.

In a jungle, a large number of fortifications were built, and the most central one was suddenly heard.

Step on!

The rush of footsteps came and opened the door that had been dusty for a long time.

Immediately, they saw Barton, who had bare body and climbed out of a giant eggshell.

“Are you dead again?”

Barton took the towel with a blank expression and began to wipe the mucus from his body: “What time is it? When was the last time I came?”

“Director, the date you last came to remember, is 400 years of black iron calendar, now is 401 years of black iron calendar, the month of Aries…”

Several investigative members answered with respect.

“It seems that I am dead again…”

Barton no expression: “Where did I go?”

“According to the latest contact information, it is ready to deal with the dark rituals of Kimbert City…but…”

Just as these members stuttered, a few quick alarms suddenly sounded.

“Are there still adults who have recovered their lives?”

The left-behind member Zhang Dazui: “Is the headquarters of the investigation office attacked?”

“Compared to that, I am more interested in the dark rituals in Kimberth City…” Barton dressed and went outside and saw several other senior investigators: “Gentlemen… we have Trouble, are only before this, go check and treatment together…”

……

“Different ability!”

Fang Yuan鈥檚 gaze is far away. I have seen it here for a long time. I can鈥檛 help but sigh: 鈥淚sn鈥檛 it a resurrection, but a means of copying and copying and storing memories? Is this done by extraordinary means? The version is reborn…”

In fact, the real Barton, who has died long ago, does not know how many times.

After the survival, it is his clone, and the memory of the re-enactment.

Although it is only a replica, when the authenticity disappears completely, the rest of the nature is the only authentic.

Of course, with Fang Yuan’s ability to make Barton completely ruin, it is a breeze.

For example… In his memory, planting a brand of horror, no matter what copy of the replica is reborn, it will immediately suffer bad luck and eventually destroy!

“are only …… this little fish, not even the second time to kill …”

Fang Yuan shook his head and made a snap.

Step on!

Along with the footsteps, many zombie-like investigators came to him.

“Go!”

To create trouble for the investigation department, the previous are only appetizers.

The real version of Resident Evil is the right meal!

“Maybe… there is a little egg!”

Looking at the ruined Barton’s body on the ground, Fang Yuan smiled and a vine was pierced directly into the body.

kacha ! Kacha !

The squeaking sound of the vines, like venomous snakes, broke the original bones of Barton Devouring, and replaced his original bones, staggering and standing, turning into a half man and a half. Planted monsters.

“When you want to kill a monster that your body has become, you can be more determined…”

Fang Yuan is slightly looking forward to the tunnel and disappears into the void.

……

Kimbert City, outside the ghost house.

A group of black people came silently and successfully completed the blockade.

“The first group, break in!”

Ryan was silent for a long time and finally issued an order.

Hey!

A black squad climbed through the window and was equipped with extraordinary items such as enchanted bullets and voodoo dolls.

“The second group!”

“The third group!”

……

Not long after, various feedbacks came in order:

“The back garden is normal!”

“The corridor is normal!”

“The living room is normal!”

“No enemies and fight marks are found!”

“Block the study! Come with me!” Ryan took a deep breath, took the two extraordinary men, and walked into the Robert Ghost House from the gate.

“Haha…just relax!” Simon hugged his hands, followed by two corpses with black cloaks, but it was very easy: “The extraordinary seeds of dreams have been absorbed by Nietzsche, even if they survive And it won’t be particularly powerful…”

“This is not necessarily, let alone the oil painting can make the original man of this mansion completely extinguished…” Ryan looked solemn and solemn, took a deep breath before the study, and pushed the door open with both hands.

Oops!

The door to the study was opened and everything behind it appeared.

There are bookshelves, and the light and shadow are mottled.

All things seem to be no different from before, and Nietzsche can’t help but see.

“It’s it, dream!”

Immediately, Simon鈥檚 voice passed over.

Nietzsche regained his spirit, patted his face and saw the oil on the wall.

鈥極kay… It seems that the Andy boss really painted a fake painting to deceive people… but why, both of them give me the feeling of being so real? 鈥楬e really couldn鈥檛 figure it out. Suddenly, there seemed to be a thunder and lightning to know the sea: 鈥楴o… I should say that the counterfeit in the grocery store feels even more terrifying!

“Simon!” Ryan gave a wink.

Simon gestured, and the body of a returning soul immediately came forward, covering the oil painting with a black cloth and taking it down.

“All goes well!”

Simon grinned: “I said… it was auctioned so many times, how did it show up before?”

“Okay, let your servants take it out, be careful all the way, we will return to the base!” Ryan did not dare to care.

A group of people walked out of the study and came to the gate.

“It seems… some have gone too far?”

Nietzsche thought silently, when this thought came to light, the fireball in his head suddenly expanded, giving off the heat of the heat.

“Ah!” He couldn’t help but hold his eyes, feeling as if he had caught two stoves!

“Nietzsche, what happened?”

Simon walked over and reached out to the palm of his hand, hoping to pat his shoulder.

But in the bloodshot eyes of Nietzsche, the flesh and blood of this palm is constantly falling, leaving only the Bones of Dead.

“What’s wrong, Nietzsche?” Ryan looked at with concern, and the flesh of his face fell off like a burning painting.

“Ah!!!”

Nietzsche screamed, his hands burning flames, and slammed Simon and Ryan.

Bear!

The golden flame spread from him, igniting the two monsters and turning them into torches.

In an instant, the surrounding environment changes again.

Nietzsche found himself back to the study, but there was no one around.

On the opposite wall, Ryan鈥檚 half body has been sucked into the oil painting, and Simon is completely missing.

“After entering the study, we entered their respective illusion worlds?”

Nietzsche bit his lip, stepping forward and grabbing Ryan’s legs, as if pulling the radish, pulling him out of the wall.

After pulling Ryan out, he suddenly saw a hand!

This palm is pale and illusory, and delicate and delicate, as if from a girl, clutching Ryan’s collar.

Ryan鈥檚 face was awkward, letting the other person drag him into the painting.

“You… I don’t think about it!”

Nietzsche stepped forward and knocked out the girl’s illusory palm and watched her retreat into the painting.

“Simon! Simon!”

He shouted a few times, and there was no response around him. A heart could not help sinking.

The extraordinary person who made earlier achievements than him, has many abilities such as voodoo, and his mind is very delicate. Simon, who is excellent in all aspects, died so unclearly?

Among the extraordinary extraordinary events, sometimes even the extraordinary ones are no different from ordinary people!

“Get out of the way!”

Nietzsche took Ryan and came to the study door, only to find that the two main entrances did not know when it was closed.

And in the walls of the four sides, it seems that there is a cry out all the time.

“Back!”

“Combine with us!”

“Following the best and the great!”

……

A variety of proverbs emerged in the ears of Nietzsche.

When he turned back, he saw that the starry sky in the fantasy oil painting was constantly distorted and magnified, turning into a personal shadow… both a girl wearing a nightgown and a variety of servants, and even Mr. Robert who had seen it that day.

At the center, it is the appearance of a young man, it is Simon!

A variety of sounds are heard from them.

Countless pale palms began to reach Nietzsche.

“No! You can’t think about it!”

Nietzsche鈥檚 eyes are determined and he is working hard to run the Meditation Technique, which is surrounded by golden flames.

A ghost is lit by him and turned into a torch.

In the end, his hands are on the picture frame: “Go to hell!”

The golden flame falls on the dream oil painting.

Oh!

Suddenly, as if the boiling oil had met cold water, a lot of smoke rose from the oil painting.

Along with it, there are all kinds of sharp screams.

Nietzsche feels that his hands don’t seem to belong to him, bringing the biting coldness.

“Burning! Burn everything, sun inflammation!”

He looked cold and snarled, holding the picture frame and not relaxing.

Finally, a sparking star emerged in the middle of the oil painting, and it was difficult to burn a small hole.

Hey!

A large amount of plasma emerged from the oil painting and landed on the ground, as if it were a source of spring water, forming a small pond.

Even if Nietzsche can’t imagine it, there is so much blood hidden in a painting!

Bear!

The golden flames continue to expand, completely igniting the oil painting.

Nietzsche only felt a powerful force, coming from his hands and injecting his head into his head, turning his eyes away and fainting…

……

Hot!

It seems to be thrown into the noon desert, the high temperature sweeps, and the heat waves roll.

Suddenly, not far away, there is a clear spring.

Nietzsche was overjoyed, but suddenly found the spring above, reflecting the reflection of Simon.

Oh!

Simon’s hands slammed across the water, grabbed Nietzsche’s neck and dragged him into the water.

“Ah!”

Nietzsche screamed and woke up, only to find that it was just a dream, and he was lying in a hospital bed.

“Nietzsche, you finally woke up…” It didn’t take long for Ryan to appear in front of him: “This time we explored the ghost house, we lost Simon…”

“It turned out that the previous encounter was not a dream…” Nietzsche had a lot of stunned moments, but looking at his own hands, he suddenly stayed.

Because he feels that the strength of the body is still hot, it can be completely manipulated.

This represents the progress of extraordinary power, and it is at the level of the master!

(End of this chapter)

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