Calamity Island: Endless Trials

Chapter 277 Chain

Within seven steps, the gun was fast and accurate.

Not to mention a shotgun famous for street fighting.

Completely too late to react.

The barrage composed of large and small steel balls directly covered the artist's entire body, exploding into a cloud of blood mist.

And its power was far more than that, it even sent the latter flying backwards.

Behind Tang Jiumin, several claws made of flesh and blood seemed to be unable to stabilize their shape.

hum...

At the same time, the flesh and blood magic array next to it also buzzed, and the tremors were visible to the naked eye.

Obviously, after being attacked, the painter's power became increasingly unstable.

Realizing this, the latter, who was lying on the doorstep, reached out his hand before he could get up.

He gathered energy immediately to stabilize the phantom array and several hooks.

Not only that, but the moment he raised his hand, he summoned a gray mist-like spirit of injustice to wrap around him.

Opposite him, Tang Jiumin frowned slightly at this strange appearance and loaded the gun as usual.

The next second, he raised his gun and blasted towards the painter who was wrapped in gray mist.

However, the painter who was once again covered by the barrage had no impact.

The gray mist blocked most of the impact, leaving him only slightly swaying.

However, the gray fog was blown away a lot, and the wailing sound became louder.

Obviously the painter can afford such a price.

After all, there should be many such innocent souls.

"It's useless, these guys. I can summon and control them without using my power, endless."

Under the gray fog, the painter seemed to have regained some courage and howled loudly.

Under the angry voice, more innocent souls gathered.

It's not just defense, it's spreading outward, weird and full of malice.

However, Tang Jiumin, who was a few steps away, was indifferent to this.

Instead of being in a hurry, he unloaded the shotgun bullets openly.

He turned his wrist and held the last one in his hand.

The next second, the stream of light on the cloak appeared again.

Not only did it appear, it became much more obvious.

The bullet itself is a physical object.

Especially inside, there is the potential physical energy of gunpowder.

The effect of strengthening overdraft is even better than before.

And because of its small size, there is no sign of instability after being loaded into the magazine.

This makes the firing after pulling the trigger the same as before.

But the power is completely different.

Obviously the same gun

Tang Jiumin delayed some time and fired this shot, which directly dispersed the gray mist.

Not only did it expose the painter who was originally wrapped inside, it also blasted his recovering chest to pieces, exploding like rotten flesh.

After the gunpowder was overdrawn, it became too powerful.

The barrages formed were instead concentrated.

That steel ball has a huge effect after strengthening.

In the blink of an eye, the painter who was so confident just now was reduced to a broken body.

In this state, regardless of whether he is alive or not, he has lost his human appearance.

Sure enough, behind Tang Jiumin, several hooks made of flesh and blood could no longer stabilize and turned into lumps of flesh and fell to the ground.

The cloak that had been strengthened and overdrawn also fell to the ground, becoming black and gray with black spots.

As for the farther away, the illusion formation officially collapsed with two shocks.

The crisis seems to be completely resolved?

In front of the 'corpse', Tang Jiumin finally raised his head and looked around.

I saw that where the phantom array of flesh and blood collapsed, there were piles of rotten flesh on the ground.

Liu Ziyun was struggling to climb out.

It was obvious that those who had gone through many rounds of battles had their clothes in tatters and had wounds of various sizes.

Not only that, he was staggering and had a dazed expression on his face.

Opening his red eyes hard, Liu Ziyun breathed heavily, and white hot air kept coming out from under his nose.

After a long time, the man shook his head hard and looked towards the other side of the room: "Is this guy dead?"

"Probably so."

In front of the corpse, Tang Jiumin was half-crouching to inspect it. When he heard this, he didn't turn around and said, "The gray fog has dissipated, and the flesh and blood on the ground has no signs of flowing. It is yellow and black."

"That's right, otherwise why would there be no magic array?" Liu Ziyun was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly, "This guy seems to have spent a lot of money to maintain the illusion array."

Tang Jiumin stood up and said smoothly: "Indeed, if it weren't for maintaining these things, he could protect himself without any danger."

"No matter what, it's a good thing!"

Behind him, Liu Ziyun, who had recovered somewhat, smiled: "Now that we have dealt with him, what should we do next?"

"Speaking of which, Zeng Xuebin should be arriving soon, when I come."

Just after he finished speaking, the man stiffened suddenly.

It turned out that Tang Jiumin turned the arm knife upside down at some point and stabbed it into his heart with one blow.

The wound was facing upwards, Liu Ziyun's eyes widened in disbelief, and a look of astonishment froze on his face.

The entire blade also underwent some noticeable changes after it penetrated the opponent.

Yellow-green blood was constantly flowing out, staining the blade and making it look weird and disgusting.

In fact, with the wound as the center, a scorch of blackness quickly appeared around it.

However, these changes did not surprise Tang Jiumin at all.

He even turned around calmly and said jokingly: "What, are you surprised?"

"Impossible!" Opposite, Liu Ziyun, who was being restrained by an arm knife, his expression twitched, "When did you know this? I've obviously disguised myself very well." "It has nothing to do with disguise," Tang Jiumin raised his head and explained. , "Your imitation and arrangement are very reasonable."

"But I felt weird from the moment I entered the yard."

"Am I weak? Or do I seem to be easy to deal with? It's been a while, and the guy behind you should understand more or less."

"In this case, such an obvious trap needs to be carefully arranged."

"According to what Zhang Tiandao has learned about the evil spirits of wronged souls, although the former is weird, it does not threaten me."

"So I think it's probably an evil ghost! But since it's an evil ghost, it's even weirder."

As he spoke, Tang Jiumin, who stared at the fake in front of him, shook his head inexplicably.

"The evil ghost is extremely powerful, but it also has a real entity. And since it has an entity, Liu Ziyun will not be completely suppressed."

"That guy is just stupid, not incompetent. So being unscathed just means that your abilities are weird enough and you did your homework well enough."

"How can you be so easy to settle down like this?"

"So, you knew it from the beginning?" On the opposite side, the painter whose chest was getting more and more black couldn't help but speak, and his mouth was filled with yellow-green pus and blood.

"I don't know, it's not that early." Tang Jiumin frowned and took half a step away calmly, "But I have been thinking that since the innocent ghost must reveal his true identity when he kills, the same is true for evil ghosts."

"Then where is your true form? With the illusion array activated and those flesh tentacles, your true form should be fully revealed."

"So... I firmly believe that I must have overlooked something."

As he spoke, he raised his hand while standing in front of the person and pushed the arm knife completely into the opponent's heart.

And as the arm knife completely penetrated the heart, the painter in front of him also trembled violently and struggled.

It's a pity, just as Zhang Tiandao learned.

Between the innocent ghost and the evil ghost, although the latter has been doing evil constantly before death and is extremely powerful.

But also because of this strength and ability, it is more like a living creature than a soul.

At this time, the entity was contaminated with the exorcism drink and the blade penetrated the heart, so it could not use its strength.

Sure enough, after a while, it wailed and collapsed under Tang Jiumin's gaze.

At this moment, many cracks appeared in the sky above the entire courtyard.

In an instant, countless pieces of drawing paper fell from the sky and flew all over the sky.

And as they scattered to the ground, everything inside and outside the yard finally returned to its original state.

Sure enough, very soon, Tang Jiumin found Liu Ziyun whose existence was concealed not far from the previous fake illusory formation.

He had indeed lost his mind, but the sobriety necklace restored his clarity.

Although there was a sense of violation in a forced reversal, they were able to communicate normally before Cheng Zhi and others arrived.

This is indeed good news.

However, when they saw Yefim with a broken arm, the two of them immediately realized it.

After all, this trip did not escape damage.

So as soon as the two sides met, they set off immediately without having time to communicate.

A few minutes later, a dozen people finally returned to the auditorium before dark.

This also gave people there a big sigh of relief.

However, as a member of the left-behind group, Lu Si frowned.

After all, almost everyone who came back was injured.

Especially the huge man who was wearing a thick body before, half of his body was covered with bandages.

Sure enough, as soon as the group entered the auditorium, before he could ask, someone started to put the tables together.

Later, Liu Ziyun took him away like a chicken regardless of his fatigue.

Soon, Lu Si confirmed the situation and began to deal with the injury of the broken arm.

Take it back?

Don't even think about it

But you must know that this is not the past, but a rural town with dilapidated conditions.

If the wound of the broken arm is not treated in time.

Even with some potions given in the trial, life is still in danger.

Therefore, Lu Si, who was violently treated, did not complain. Under the watchful eyes of several old people, he safely entered work.

And the newcomer who was left alone?

Although most of them were injured, they looked at each other and did not dare to ask for trouble.

They wisely did not move over, but came to the other side of the auditorium and found the space they had previously vacated to rest.

Fortunately, Tang Jiumin or Liu Ziyun did not completely forget about this group of newcomers.

After a while, Cheng Zhi brought some nursing drugs over.

"If you have wounds on your body, please take care of them yourself and then find a place to rest."

Yefim's side seemed to still lack manpower. This man didn't even look up when he came over and just threw a large bag of things on the table.

Apparently, the attitude wasn't great.

But who cares about these now?

drug!

This is what matters!

Most of the newcomers were injured to one degree or another. Even if the bleeding was stopped, they would still be extremely itchy.

Zhang Jiahe, the teacher-student group who was closest, leaned towards him almost as soon as he turned around.

The other people further away took a look and quickly followed.

After a while, a dozen people quickly divided the things and went to the corner to treat their wounds.

But, right now.

Although she was not injured and was not fighting for medicine, Yu Jiaojiao looked uneasy and tiptoed to the other side of the auditorium.

As a model who knew how to look when she was alive, she knew very well that her escape was bad.

It seems that I only took E Sihui to look for him.

But Yefim's injury might also be blamed on him.

If you don't do something, will you be offended?