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Chapter 132 The danger is not only suffocation...
[I can't wait to affect me so early, it seems that this second-level taboo that has not been successfully conceived is more urgent than I imagined! 】

thought here.

Ayrin breathed a sigh of relief.

The 'Suffocating Shadow' dealt with him so urgently, which meant that he made the "it" that was still in the gestation instinctively feel the danger, and wanted to get rid of this threat by solving himself.

For Aylin, this is actually good news.

At least, this is on the surface. This second-level taboo that is still being conceived is not as powerful as I imagined.

Otherwise, it wouldn't have to deal with itself so eagerly.

But before Aylin could relax the tense heartstrings, the sharp intuition originating from the clown made the hairs all over his body explode in an instant. The strong intuition made Ayrin feel the sense of crisis from all directions.

Intense crises poured out from all directions, making it impossible for Ayrin to determine where the specific crisis came from.

at the same time.

Ayrin's heart beat became more and more slow and heavy.

After not breathing for a long time and taking in enough oxygen, the oxygen content in Aylin's blood dropped extremely, and even his heart beat weaker and weaker.

At the same time, various symptoms such as dizziness and weakness of limbs also appeared in Aylin's body one after another, and gradually worsened.

This is the second-level taboo 'shadow of suffocation' deepening its influence on him, if he can't find out the opponent in time to contain it, or get out of the range of influence of 'shadow of suffocation'.

Prolonged lack of oxygen alone may even kill Ayrin.

It is true that the clown of Sequence Eight has extraordinary abilities far beyond ordinary people, but he is not truly transcendent.

At least, prolonged suffocation can also kill him.

After feeling the changes in his body, Ayrin's eyes froze.

"It seems that we must speed up and solve this thing."

At this moment, a pale hand quietly protruded from the blind spot behind Ayrin, grabbing Ayrin's waist.

The moment that pale palm was about to touch Ayrin's body, Ayrin, who should have been unaware, seemed to have eyes behind his back, and his body suddenly and sensitively dodged to the side, dodging the kidney attack from that pale palm.

Almost at the moment of dodging the sneak attack of that pale palm, Ayrin flipped his right hand, and a pistol slipped into his palm.

With almost no need to aim, Ayrin raised the muzzle of the gun slightly and pulled the trigger.

next second.

A faint flame shot out from the muzzle of the gun equipped with a silencer, and directly blasted a piece of the skull of a dead body that should have been lying in the corner.

The brains exuding a strong rancid smell burst out everywhere in an instant.

If Ayrin hadn't found a cover quickly, maybe he would have to face the biochemical attack launched by the dead body just after he dealt with the sneak attack of the kidney attack.

"what happened?"

"Why does this corpse move? Just now I used my spiritual vision to observe the corpses along the way. They are obviously just some ordinary corpses, and they shouldn't have extraordinary power."

Ayrin showed disbelief on his face.

Constantly pour spirituality into his eyes.

As more and more spiritual power poured in, Ayrin's eyes became deeper and deeper.

Soon, he found a trace of disharmony on the corpse that had given him a kidney shot.

Obviously the head of this corpse has been shattered by Aylin, but his pitch-black shadow is still intact, and even this shadow is still wriggling, trying to manipulate the corpse and start moving again.

"Is this...a shadow?"

The Ping An Apartment, which had already entered the night, was extremely dark. If Ayrin hadn't injected enough spirituality into his eyes and amplified the ability of spiritual vision to the maximum, otherwise, even the clown's keen intuition might not be able to detect the abnormality that appeared on the inconspicuous shadow.

"The shadow of suffocation... It seems that I still underestimated this second-level taboo. It turns out that not only suffocation, but shadow is also one of the abilities of this taboo."

Looking at the shadow that was wriggling, manipulating the already opened corpse, and attacking him again.

Ayrin immediately resolved his previous doubts.

These corpses are still ordinary corpses and do not possess any extraordinary power. It is the shadow controlled by the taboo "shadow of suffocation" that actually manipulates them to attack.

"Ka Ka Ka..."

Just as Aylin resolved the doubts in his heart, there was a tooth-piercing sound of joints moving in this apartment building.

One corpse after another, in a strange posture, struggled to get up from every corner of the building.

The faces that want to breathe desperately, but are not satisfied, are full of despair, and the suffocating faces are full of pain and resentment.

It seems that he resents that the corpse still cannot find peace after his death.

Without exception, there was a suffocating black ghost under the feet or on the back of these corpses.

And behind these suffocating shadows, there is a dim silk thread as thin as a gossamer, connecting the depths of this safe apartment.

A series of dim silk threads as thin as gossamer criss-crossed, like a huge woven spider web, with a depressing and desperate sense of suffocation, manipulating corpses that had long since died. Their distorted bodies came from every corner of the apartment at a strange pace, like a tide, and attacked Aylin.

Dozens of hundreds of corpses danced around, rendering this safe apartment into a gloomy hell that fell into the world.

"Fuck, so many corpses can be formed by one or two people dying every day?"

"Except for those corpses that have been taken away and buried, there are actually hundreds of corpses in this safe apartment alone. How many deaths have those damned politicians concealed?"

Seeing those corpses tearing apart their bodies unconsciously, stumbling and swarming from all directions, Ayrin almost cursed.

After putting away the pistol in his hand without hesitation, Ayrin summoned the [Angel Scepter] sealed on his arm with a thought.

Although the bullets from the pistol could blow away the skulls of those corpses, they couldn't cause any damage to the suffocating shadows manipulating the corpses.

Rather than wasting bullets on these corpses, it would be better to summon something that can actually do damage to these creatures sooner.

no doubt.

Incorporating the afterglow of the angel's divinity, the Angel Scepter, which can double the damage in the face of evil creatures, is the best weapon in Ayrin's hands to solve this situation.

(End of this chapter)