Ghost: “Catch the Ghost”

Chapter 320: Crash, thirty minutes!

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Professor Hao was quickly thrown away easily by Manson. He slid on the ground for a while, and then hit the wall with a muffled grunt, but he didn't seem to be seriously injured. It seems that Manson didn't want to kill him like this, otherwise he could have torn Professor Hao in half and threw him out.

An Si's cold eyes became extremely sharp. With his right palm facing up, he read in his mouth: "When the universe returns to chaos, order will return to the hands of the gods." Although the voice came from his mouth, it sounded It was another person who was speaking, and Ans' body was like a megaphone.

Before the lingering sound was over, a simple ancient book about as thick as Cihai slowly appeared in his hands. On the cover was written a line of indistinct words. It was unknown which country's bird script it was. Anyway, no one except An Si could understand it. understand.

"A fragment of the apocalypse?" Manson, who was standing at the main door of the room, stopped and stared at An Si with his ferocious eyes.

"Don't talk nonsense... As far as you and I are concerned, we can only call it 'Doomsday Chronicle', and the name 'Revelation' is not a title that can be used at our level." Ans replied.

"Hmph... can Derek do it? And that inexplicable Vincent? Did you make a mistake, Mr. Recorder, I'm better than both of them!" Manson said.

"Strong or weak, alive or dead, does not determine your level. Even if you can defeat Derek now, he is still higher than you. It is like a coyote can sometimes kill a lion, but it cannot be called The king of beasts.

As for Vincent... Hmph... Saying that you are better than him only shows your ignorance...

You, an ignorant and arrogant evil spirit, are just showing off your power under the enchantment of gods. Haven't you thought about why this enchantment still hasn't disappeared after the blood sacrifice? You think you are in control of everything, but the one who is really being calculated... is you! "

"Enough!" Manson interrupted An Si with a rough growl: "Do you think I dare not kill you because of my special status? You still say some arrogant remarks in front of me, tell you! I'm not afraid of anyone! I am invincible! I will eventually become the most powerful god!"

"Are you angry from embarrassment? I'll let you take a look. Even the fragments of the chronicle have abilities far beyond your imagination..." Ans's tome seeped bursts of invisible energy, as if he was about to launch some kind of spell Law.

An ugly sneer appeared on the corner of Manson's mouth: "If you want to die, then come here..."

Snapped!

At this moment, the door panel behind Manson suddenly fell down and fell heavily on him. The guy was squeezed face down into a large character and stuck to the ground.

Wang Xu stepped on the door with one foot: "Oh shit! Manson, that bastard, messed up the space here. I opened the door in the normal way, but ended up walking in circles between several corridors. Fortunately, I was smart and thought To open the door."

He didn't realize that the atmosphere in the room was weird until he finished talking nonsense. There were three Mansons standing in the middle of the fireplace, the window, and the opposite door. They all froze in place, looking at Wang Xu with that horrible strange face.

Yu Xin was kneeling and sitting in the corner, as if injured; William was holding a lamp in his hand, and the corner of his mouth was twitching; An Si was holding a dictionary, and staring blankly at Wang Xu; Yan Li was shaking her head and sighing while covering her face with her hands; The three girls and Professor Hao have been short-circuited by the strange events in front of them, and they are completely at a loss.

"What's the matter? I've already opened the exit, but you still don't come over? What are you doing in a daze?" Wang Xu asked.

"You...you..." A voice like gnashing of teeth came from under his feet.

As soon as Wang Xu heard something wrong, he felt the door panel under his left foot move. He looked down and saw that Manson was slowly getting up in a push-up position.

"Oh... I see..." Wang Xu shook his head and glanced at Manson out of the corner of his eye. About 0.5 seconds later, that is, the moment Manson had just done half a push-up, Wang Xu shrank his legs and jumped up like this. Then, he pointed at the door panel under his feet like a child playing on a trampoline. Step on, step on, step on...

I don't know how long it took, but after many things that looked like cracks appeared on the ground, Wang Xu stopped: "Try moving again?"

Manson yelled violently, and the door panel was shattered into several pieces by his power, but Wang Xu had already jumped back to avoid his impact.

"Only you... I'm going to grind you into a pulp!" Manson's vicious threat hadn't finished yet, and there was another crackling sound, a desk lamp hit the back of Manson's head, and the person who hit him obviously used his whole body Strength, that lamp is shattered.

Manson looked back with a nearly collapsed look, but saw William put on a helpless look, spread his hands and said, "It's been held for too long... I can't hold it anymore..."

"You...you group..." Manson couldn't find an adjective to describe them.

So he didn't say anything, and the four Mansons rushed into the house from each entrance. They were extremely fast, and their fingertips went straight to the throats of everyone, trying to kill these mortals in seconds.

But in the end, none of the people in the room died, because those Manson's movements stopped suddenly, and they were frozen in place like sculptures.

In fact, it did become a sculpture...

There was a blurred red light in Wang Xu's eyes. He stretched out one hand and slowly clenched his fist. The moment he clenched his fist, the four Mansons shattered into wax blocks in an instant.

An Si turned to Wang Xu in amazement: "Could it be that you have already seen through it?"

Wang Xu chuckled: "Of course...it's clear when you think about it, the wax figure is not the carrier, the real carrier is the soul. Every soul killed by Manson will become a consumable, which can be loaded and used by him at any time. The body used is like energy. The wax figure wrapped in human skin is just a dry battery case for these energies. Reorganization."

Ans showed an excited expression: "And you can directly liberate these souls?"

Wang Xu said: "This is not nonsense, I just can't use spiritual power to activate Guigu Taoism and use spiritual knowledge. The power of dominion over my own 'absolute domination' will always exist. I've already tried it, and it's all right!"

"Okay, everything on the road has been cleaned up. If you want to chat, wait until you get out." Qi Bing's voice came from behind Wang Xu at this moment.

"Code!" Wang Xu jumped out straight away.

"Finding fault? A virgin." Qi Bing replied to him expressionlessly.

Wang Xu squatted in the corner: "Ah... Sure enough, you and I are just acquaintances... Actually, William and I have a better relationship..."

Meanwhile, outside.

Master Mao jumped up from the mouth of the well, a black energy almost followed his back and chased him out.

After landing, Master Cat looked back to see that the black undercurrent had gone straight into the sky and merged with the sky.

"Derek! Don't break the barrier! This will only make Manson stronger!" he yelled into the darkness.

But it was too late, the new moon disappeared, the sky was no longer the sky, it looked more like a dark abyss, in the darkness, blue cracks gradually appeared.

Then, a large amount of water poured down from those gaps, as if it was the end of the prehistoric era, to completely submerge and destroy this space...

"It disappeared... the enchantment..." Vincent stared at the water surface of Lake Louise, to be precise, he was actually looking at the bottom of the lake.

Simon still looked dismissive: "So what?"

"Although Manson has come up to arrest people in a state similar to a void spirit before, but... if his or Derek's body comes out, it will be difficult." Vincent smiled and looked at his body. The facial expression makes people feel that things are actually easy to handle.

Simon snorted coldly: "Didn't those guys above promise to give Derek absolute freedom in the world? Isn't this a deal?"

Vincent said: "Hehe... free? Of course he is free, but he doesn't care about his freedom, and we don't care about us..."

"I see, Satan asked me to come here, and I finally understand what it means." Simon squatted down and dipped half of his palm into the lake.

The entire surface of the lake was shocked by an invisible pressure in an instant, and the fog that had gradually dissipated suddenly seemed to freeze, and was stabilized again.

Simon stood up again: "Now the time in the two spaces has been synchronized, and the full abilities of everyone there are no longer suppressed. Mortals still have thirty minutes to destroy the enemy and save themselves."

Vincent said: "Oh? You were able to last for 30 minutes just now, and it's getting better and better. Then I want to ask, if all mortals die in less than 30 minutes, what should we do?" How to do it?"

"Us?" Simon looked at Vincent coldly: "You have nothing to do here."

Vincent laughed loudly: "Hehe...that's right, anyway, guys like Derek and Manson, you don't pay much attention...whether they are eliminated there, or you are eliminated after they come out... God arranged There is always only one ending in the script, now let us see how the impromptu performances of those actors who only have a lifespan of a hundred years... "