Mystery: I can change things in books

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The situation was urgent. Chris didn't think much and quickly turned the page of the Liuguang book in front of him to Chapter 42.

He remembered that there were weapons in this chapter!
He pressed his finger on "a standard revolver with 1 bullets", and after a burst of light, a brand new revolver appeared out of thin air.

Chris grabbed the revolver and stuffed it into his trouser pocket, then turned the book to Chapter 20 "Ten Magic Hunting Bullets".

Chris swept ten rounds of silver-white demon hunting bullets into his pocket, then quickly gave the idea of ​​descending, and returned to the abandoned factory building.

He had just seen that the "Sleep" spell could not have much impact on Boba, so he chose to use the "Dream" spell, recited the name of the unknown god during its effective time, and entered the Star Island.

But now he has returned directly to the factory, which also means that the effect of the "dream" spell has disappeared, and Boba escaped from the dream earlier than him!

At this time, the non-human-shaped black creature had squirmed in front of Chris, and a tentacle suddenly appeared from the black flesh mass and jumped into his face!
The malicious screams stronger than in the dream filled his brain, and Chris restrained his spirituality, concentrated his mind, and built a spiritual fortress.

But he is still suffering physical attacks from the black creatures. He closes his eyes tightly, contracts his facial muscles, and tries not to let the black tentacles and slime attack him.

Chris took out his revolver, cocked the hammer, pulled the trigger with his finger, and fired all six bullets.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

The bullets all melted into the black mass of flesh without causing any impact on it, and now the tentacles began to move downwards, trying to strangle Chris's neck and strangle him to death!

The ten rounds of demon-hunting bullets in Chris's pocket were clanging. Under such circumstances, it was impossible for him to have time to reload.

He put his hand into his pocket and grasped a "Sleep" charm.

"Slumber!"

In close combat, Chris chose to activate the spell in Hermes first.

There was a cold, silent aura emanating from the spell, and he immediately poured spiritual energy into it and threw it into the black mass of flesh.

The movement of the black flesh ball became sluggish, and Chris concentrated on not letting the "Sleep" spell affect him.

He struggled to break away from the tentacles covered with mucus and pressed the silver-white demon-hunting bullets into the magazine.

"Shh-"

The magazine rotated, and Chris took two steps back, steadied his breathing, raised his arms, and pointed the muzzle at the black mass of flesh in front of him.

"boom!"

The silver-white bullet rushed out of the chamber, spinning at high speed and piercing the flesh.

The tiny black tentacles on the surface of the meat ball were broken into pieces, revealing tissues similar to human organs.

Chris didn't hesitate at all. He aimed at the "head" of the meatball and fired three shots.

"Bang bang bang!"

Three rounds of demon-hunting bullets penetrated its head, blowing out its eyeballs, causing the entire black mass of flesh to shake, and every tentacle on its body to shake wildly.

Chris rolled sideways to avoid the tentacles of the black flesh reaching out quickly.

He stood up quickly and aimed at the head of the meat ball, the exposed black ears.

"Boom!"

To Chris's surprise, this stinking meat ball seemed to be aware of the danger. The tentacles on its head stretched out and twisted together, so that the bullet that was supposed to hit the black ear accurately hit the tentacles!
But even so, the demon-hunting bullets still caused huge damage to it, and the black tentacles on its head were broken and fell to the ground.

The demon-hunting bullets that hit it before also had subsequent effects. Pieces of stinking dead flesh fell off its body and fell to the ground, turning into a puddle of slime.

Seeing the black flesh twisting in pain, Chris quickly wiped his face and breathed heavily.

He waited for the ball to collapse, but it became even bigger and more exaggerated than before!
The pieces of meat and mucus that fell from its body were absorbed back by this horrible mass of black meat. Then, it walked towards the corpses of two people not far away and absorbed them into its body!

The black meat ball that was originally only about 1.8 meters high has now grown to three meters high, and its volume has also become twice as large as before.

Chris was also panicking now. The spell was useless and the hunting bullets were useless against it!
The three-meter-tall terrifying mass of flesh squirmed toward him, and Chris stepped back step by step.

"Get out of the way!" A roar came from behind, and Chris ran to the side without thinking.

A muscular old man wearing an old naval officer's uniform strode into the factory. He looked coldly at the black mass in front of him, his veins bulging.

Swain, the owner of the Evil Dragon Bar, a Sequence 8 Beyonder of the "Sailor" path, and a "Rageful People"!
Swain squatted down slightly and got into a fighting posture.

"Slumber!"

Chris hurriedly took out a "Sleep" charm, poured spiritual energy into it, turned it on, and threw it at the black flesh ball.

The true creator's gibbering still exists in the black mass, and he must at least reduce the influence of Swain's gibbering a little!

Swain jumped up high while Chris threw the spell, and punched the black meat ball.

A large amount of dirty blood mixed with minced meat burst out, and a large hole appeared in the chest of the black mass of flesh, which penetrated the front and back.

Even with the assistance of the "Sleep" spell, Swain was obviously affected by the true creator's murmurs. He covered his ears and stepped aside, not launching another attack.

"Chris...what the hell is this!"

Swain yelled at Chris.

Thanks to the fact that he just unleashed all the abilities of the "Rageful People", he was able to resist the influence of "Filthy Words"!

"I……"

Chris's words were interrupted by a sudden burst of gunfire.

Horik David carried a fuel backpack on his back, a six-barreled machine gun in his hand, and thick ammunition belts on his hips.

The extraordinary machine gun poured demon-hunting bullets wildly into the black mass of flesh. The muzzle of the gun kept spitting out tongues of fire. The black mass of flesh was suppressed by the demon-hunting bullets and could not move.

Bronze-colored demon-hunting bullets baptized the black mass of flesh like a storm, and its tentacles that just stretched out would be immediately interrupted by the demon-hunting bullets.

By the end, the originally three-meter-tall black meat monster had turned into a thick layer of black minced meat mixed with disgusting mucus.

Horik pressed a button on his backpack, and a burst of white mist rose around the red barrel, and the overheated barrel quickly cooled down.

Horik was carrying an extraordinary weapon that was half a man's height, but he didn't feel any effort at all.

He ignored Swain and said to Chris expressionlessly:

"Chris, come with me. We are not needed here anymore, the Punisher will take care of it."

He took two steps closer, saw Chris covered in mucus, and turned away with a look of disgust:

"You'd better not leave with me and go back to the logistics department by yourself!"

Horik removed the fuel backpack, quickly disassembled the machine gun into parts, put them into a mechanical device and left here.

Swain looked at Horik walking away alone and poked Chris in the arm.

"Machine Heart? Your teammates don't seem very friendly. Let's go, the Punishers are coming, and their tempers are not very good."

Chris nodded his thanks and walked out.

Swain's throat squirmed and he spit out a Hermetic word:
"Clear water!"

The "Water Creation" charm engraved with the symbol of the Storm Lord burned violently in the air, turned into a large vat of water, and poured it on Chris.

Chris was soaked and frozen in place.

After a while, he waved his hand to Swain and walked out without looking back.

(End of this chapter)