i have a dead world

Chapter 242 It Has No Head
"Squeak."

The old door opened with a toothache sound.

The corridor and the room were pitch black, but An Baichen could clearly see a basketball bouncing up and down in front of him.

The attitude is very arrogant.

Even though no one slaps it, it can still perform stable bouncing motions by itself.

Up and down, the speed is a little slow, as if the pupils of a creature are looking up and down at An Baichen.

"Without the existence of undead, is this basketball really an electronic product?"

"Open it and take a look at the internal structure, and everything will be revealed."

An Baichen narrowed his eyes slightly, he took out a small blood knife and held it in his hand, and secretly ordered the ghost in the room to float behind the basketball, then An Baichen raised his legs and walked into the room.

He wants to see what the hell this basketball is.

The moment An Baichen stepped into the room, Basketball seemed to sense An Baichen's intentions.

"Boom boom boom!"

The basketball was very shrewd, it passed directly through the ghost's body, and fled towards the bedroom with a bang.

"Ok?"

An Baichen was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect that basketball would make an escape move.

It was clearly going to confront him head-on, and An Baichen wondered if some powerful undead was manipulating the basketball, but he didn't expect it to run away.

"It seems that it may not be the undead who controls it."

An Baichen raised his leg and quickly caught up
The speed of the basketball is naturally inferior to that of An Baichen. The moment An Baichen realized that it was about to run away, the next second he caught up with the basketball with light steps.

"Shh!"

The little blood knife cut an arc in the air, and stabbed fiercely on the basketball's skin.

To An Baichen's surprise, the little blood knife pierced through the leather of the basketball without any hindrance.

"Is this just an ordinary basketball?" An Baichen was a little distracted at this moment. He thought of many possibilities, but he didn't think that this was an ordinary basketball at all.

An Baichen drew out the small blood knife and looked at the basketball lying on the ground.

Because An Baichen damaged the outer leather of the basketball, the basketball deflated in just a few seconds, making a "chi chi chi" sound of air leaking.

An Baichen saw it.

There is a large amount of black air overflowing from the damaged part of the basketball. The gas filled in the basketball is not ordinary air, but a strange black mist!
"It's weird."

An Baichen's complexion changed, and he quickly held his breath.

The black air spread out in just two seconds, filling the entire hall.

An Baichen's vision was affected, he could only see the scene about half a meter around him, and the furniture farther away looked very blurry, and he couldn't see the whole picture.

This feeling is like an ordinary person standing in the dark and can only see some blurred scenes and pictures inside the house with the help of the dim light source outside the house.

Obviously, the black energy carried in this basketball is weird, and it can actually affect An Baichen's ability to see things in the dark.

As an innate master, An Baichen wouldn't be affected if he didn't breathe for a few hours. He conveniently summoned a few undead to stand beside him, looking vigilantly at places that he couldn't see clearly in the black mist.

"This basketball is very weird. What is controlling it? If it is an electronic product that can be controlled remotely, why is there so much black gas in its body?"

"These black gases can affect people's visual perception, and most of them can also affect other perceptions. This is a hallucinogenic gas!"

"What kind of weird thing is hidden in this mission?"

An Baichen frowned and thought. He felt that his original system for dealing with the undead seemed to have failed in this mission. He couldn't even understand the details of a basketball.

Just when An Baichen was about to send the undead into the depths of the black mist to check, a strange sound came from the hall again.

"Dong dong dong."

"Dong dong dong."

"Dong dong dong."

It was still the weird sound of the basketball bouncing on the floor. There were several of these sounds, appearing around An Baichen and slowly approaching.

"Seven basketballs? No, it's weird. It doesn't sound like basketball."

An Baichen listened carefully, but this time his voice changed and became more serious.

It was as if seven things heavier than basketballs were bouncing across the floor.

In the next second, An Baichen saw the whole picture of these seven things.

It's seven heads!
They bounced and appeared from the black mist, each head had a strange smile on its expression, and hit the floor again and again, the nose and mouth were smashed crookedly, and the blood flowed from the face, but A pair of eyes are still fixed on An Baichen.

"Isn't this the means of the undead!"

An Baichen frowned, these scary tricks couldn't help An Baichen, but these heads looked familiar.

"It's my head!"

An Baichen discovered that the expression and demeanor of each of the seven heads were made by relying on their own appearance.

After An Baichen discovered this, he ordered to Gu Liangchen and other undead warriors beside him without hesitation: "Kill!"

It doesn't matter who is behind you, if you dare to make fun of my face, let's fight directly, there is no room for peace talks!

Gu Liangchen rushed out first, followed by several other skeleton soldiers and zombie ghosts. The number of undead warriors was equal to the number of heads, and it happened that one person dealt with one.

An Baichen originally thought that there was something special about these heads, so he just used undead warriors to test their strength.

As a result, An Baichen did not expect that Gu Liangchen and other undead warriors would immediately kill these strange heads as soon as they came into contact with them.

Just like the Gu Liangchen that An Baichen saw with his own eyes, his hands turned into bone knives and slashed down, directly and smoothly splitting the human head into two.

No blood or brains flowed out, and the shattered weird head fell to the ground and turned into a black mist that dissipated and merged into the hall.

The same is true for other undead warriors. The heads don't seem to have any fighting strength, and they may just be used to scare people.

Just when the seven heads were resolved.

The strange sound of "dong dong dong" sounded again in the black mist, and this time there were more of them.

"Another eight heads?"

An Baichen's guess was right, eight new human heads appeared bouncing out of the black mist.

An Baichen found that the appearance of these heads had changed, and turned into the appearance of Su Xiaoyu. His young and handsome face was full of pain and struggle, as if he couldn't bear the constant movement of hitting the floor, his eyes widened and he was silently crying blood and tears.

They picked up and down, trying to get close to An Baichen.

"Bone Liangchen, kill!"

An Baichen would never let these weird things get close to him, Gu Liangchen took the lead in the charge, and in less than two seconds, all the heads were chopped up by the undead warriors and turned into mist and dissipated.

"Dong dong dong."

The moment everyone's heads disappeared, the strange voice echoed in the mist again, this time there were more, nine.

An Baichen didn't wait, and directly let Gu Liangchen rush into the fog to search.

But the depths of the fog are very strange, as if some formation is interfering with the perception of the soul. It takes only a second to cross the hall of a room at the speed of Gu Liangchen, but it did not come after running in the fog for a few seconds Get to the end of the hall, not to mention finding the newly popping bouncing head.

The room filled with black mist seemed to be another space, restraining An Baichen.

"Is this a phantom array? Or is it similar to the spirit-binding space?"

An Baichen thought, he had already killed several batches of bouncing heads, and each time these bouncing heads would be randomly replaced with those of people An Baichen knew.

After killing a batch of bouncing heads just now, the weird "dong dong dong" sound did not sound again immediately.

Originally, An Baichen could vaguely see the fuzzy appearance of the hall and furniture deep in the fog, but now he couldn't see anything.

An Baichen kept moving his position. After walking for a while, he still didn't see anything. The floor under his feet was still the floor of the hall, but An Baichen couldn't find the door of the room even if he walked back according to his memory. up.

An Baichen was trapped.

Just as An Baichen was thinking about how to break the situation, there was another strange "dong dong dong" sound in the mist.

In addition to the sound of "dong dong dong", there is a second sound.

"Da da, da da, da da."

The new sound was close and slow, like a horse walking.

An Baichen couldn't help but raised his head to look in the direction of the sound, only to see a skull bouncing out of the thick black mist.

The pitch-black skull, the hollow eye sockets, and the silently growing jaw were being slapped on the floor like a ball.

Yes, it does get slapped.

An Baichen saw the person next to the black skull. To be precise, it was a skeleton soldier. It was one size bigger than normal skeleton soldiers and looked very strong.

However, it has no head.

The headless skeleton soldier kept patting the black head with his right hand. Judging from the size, the black head should be its head.

"Slap yourself on the head?"

An Baichen couldn't help raising his eyebrows, he noticed the headless skeleton soldier was patting the skull with his right hand, and he was holding a skeleton horse with his left hand.

"The Headless Horseman?" An Baichen's heart twitched, he felt that this is today's true master.

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