Chapter 400 Strange Apostles

The second apostle: Dodge bottom

Title: Accelerator, Ghost Instant Envoy!

At the same time as the second brood (guardian of the Pyramid of Alabastan)

Race: Human

Class: Tier 6 is medium, can evolve.

Mental strength 85

Nerve conduction rate 84

Bone hardness 59

Muscle activity 62

Blood density flow rate 89

Ability: The accelerated fruit can manipulate and enhance itself (such as the rate of cell division, blood flow, muscle growth, etc.) and at the same time, through contact, it can change a certain rate of touched substances, which is limited to acceleration!

Current development: Intermediate!

Note: The fruit power and the parasitic rust worms produce horrifying chemical changes in the body. He is the only one among the apostles who can fully perform 100% and manipulate the parasitic rust worms in an unbelievable way!

Dodge’s broken wrist hung on the side of his trouser leg, and his chest exposed a circular meat hole. The edge of the circular mouth was the tissue fluid secreted by cells, and circles of newly grown granulation were squirming.

The rusty ghost baby floating in mid-air is strangely suspended in mid-air. Two thin hideous hands covered with mottled rust patterns each hold a piece of bloody flesh with a few teeth attached to the flesh, which looks like rust. Rotten teeth in the old man’s mouth.

Rusty Infant Ghost’s mouth makes a weird sound, like the cry of a baby. In fact, it is the sound of countless creeping rust insects in the body that resonates through the body surface. It is a little curious to turn its bloated and ugly body, like a barrel. A pale eyeball appeared above his body, staring at Vincent Mok Nitch.

His eyes were cold and indifferent, but with a strange curiosity, like a young child who had been locked up in the house for a long time and had encountered a new toy.

Vincent Mok Nitch wiped his hot cheeks. He stared at Dodge with a look of affection and pushed the Rusty Ghost Baby back into his chest. There was an unnatural twitch in the corner of his eyes, and a strong chill appeared in his heart.

Although I don’t understand why the opponent did not continue to attack, Nizhi instinctively felt a strong malice enveloped him from all sides.

“Your goggles fell to the ground!”

The gloomy and joking voice seemed to come from the judgment of death. Through the cold mirror prison, the hoarse and cold voice was transmitted into the air through the ripples of the mirror surface, echoing over and over again in the closed mirror prison!

It was like someone turned on the repeater, and the recorded voice whispered over and over in Vincent Mok Nitch’s ear. At first, the voice was a little low, like a dream, and then gradually increased and became sharp and gloomy, like countless lives. A mentally ill screamed hysterically in his head.

Nichi’s discoloration changed suddenly. He looked at himself reflected in the mirror. His heart fell to the bottom inexplicably. He only felt a gloomy chill gushing out of his body, as if there was a cold poisonous snake in his chest, wet. The greasy scales are swimming around his heart.

People are always accustomed to ignoring some inconspicuous details, such as when their body was mapped into the mirror, from the beginning, or from the moment when a certain goggles were caught and fell off!

“Eyes are the windows of the soul. Through your eyes I can see your heart. The cold and sinister soul is panicking and fearing!” Gana stood behind the mirror, to be precise, behind Niche in the mirror. One palm quietly leaned against the other’s waistcoat, stroking it as if half of his arm had been penetrated inside, like a lover.

“Hmm, hold it!” Gana looked through the mirror, and stared at Niche’s twinkling pupils.

Although the other party did not say what he was holding, Nizhe clearly understood the meaning of the other party, and immediately swallowed his whole body with a chilling sense of horror.

What I hold is the heart!

“You…” Nizhi’s pupils contracted into needle points, and the crazy warning from every cell made Nizhi rush into the mirror, instinctively telling him that if he didn’t break these mirrors immediately, terrible things would happen to him. Body.

The sound of stepping on, the dazzling lightsaber bursts out with dazzling spots, but it is weirdly unable to cover the shadows in the mirror. It is reasonable to say that such piercing light will replace all the scene in the mirror, but the light in the mirror The scene was still gloomy and gloomy.

Gana’s figure is still standing there, her empty eyes without a trace of impurities coldly looking at the sword of light speed that Vincent Mok Nitch smashed down in the air.

The arc is lingering, the light is scorching, what a splendid sight!

Unfortunately, it’s too late!

“The mirror reflects the world. Then you say, what is the difference between the person reflected in the mirror and the person outside?” Gana asked suspiciously: “I always feel that the moment the mirror is illuminated, the outside The person and the person in the mirror have already quietly exchanged their bodies!”

“In other words, the real you has been imprisoned in the mirror, and the outside you are just a walking dead who has lost his soul and is maintaining inertia of self-deception!”

Niche’s eyelids jumped wildly. He didn’t understand any of these words in or out of the mirror, but the coldness and strangeness in the words made him feel the horror and danger that could not be described in words.



“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-”

Feeling the heart being grabbed by a ghost claw, the breath exhaled from his mouth and nose is full of icy cold, Vincent Mok Nizhe roared like crazy, the lightsaber in his hand continuously pierced the barrier of the air, lightning Like the ripples that pierced the mirror.

The horrible whirlpool, the twisting power seemed to break his sword blade, he bit his teeth and pierced the blade inch by inch, the tip of the blade penetrated into the mirror surface, slowly advancing toward the center of Gana’s brow.

A slight cracking sound came from the mirror, as if a slight crack appeared on the ripples.

“Don’t understand? It’s a pity.” Gana watched Vincent Mok Nitch’s violent blow indifferently. It is a pity that the power transmitted by the blade is not enough. The absolute gap in death, “I mean, if the person in the mirror dies, can the person outside the mirror live?”

puff!

Like the sound of a balloon hole, air leaking and wind drilling, Nizhi’s movements suddenly froze. He lowered his head in amazement, and a bunch of bloody red flowers bloomed on the black windbreaker on his chest.

In the mirror, Gana slowly pulled out his palm, and the palm was spread out smoothly. There was a heart pierced with finger holes on it. The heart was still beating with inertia, becoming weaker and weaker.

“That’s my heart!” Vincent Mok Nitch stared at the heart in the mirror unblinkingly, his apple pulsating with hot blood spurted out, his mouth squirmed, but he seemed to have no strength to make a sound. : “My heart was taken out!”

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