I Create Weirdness in Parallel Worlds

It's just that ghosts are ghosts after all, and they are always greedy. From the flesh and blood of animals at the beginning, to the flesh and blood of humans, to the flesh and blood of the spirit armor... they can't continue to be satisfied.

Just now, the ghost face has changed from a protruding human face to a human head, and now it has become a monster with sharp claws that can stretch out its upper body forward.

Countless black sap was gushing out, and the spirit armor had no way to avoid the sap that fell on him like rain.

If it was considered a suitable cold just now, which made him feel stable, then the extreme cold now is a cold that can freeze even his soul.

It seemed that he was hopeless, Lingkai always believed that he had already died on the night when he was forced to put on the armor.

What is alive now is a weirdo who calls himself 'Spiritual Armor'.

The spirit armor gave up all hope, lying powerlessly on the ground, watching the monster grow out of the armor on his chest, and kept digging the huge tree trunk, trying to get more pitch-black sap.

Now the ghost has grown enough to stretch out its upper body, and bathed in black juice, the ghost's lower body is slowly extending.

Before long, the ghost in the armor will grow two legs and can walk independently in this world.

When the ghost leaves the armor, the life of the spirit armor will also come to an end.

despair?regret?

The spirit armor doesn't have any emotions. He basically doesn't feel any pain because his flesh and blood are eaten and protected by the armor, and he doesn't have any extra emotions other than suspicion.

His consciousness gradually became confused under the freezing temperature, and the cold became scorching hot. In a trance, it seemed that someone was calling him, asking him to take off the armor on his own initiative.

However, the spirit armor did nothing, just lay down, waiting for the end to come.

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In the bedroom on the third floor, the witch had no time to take care of the courtyard. She was still trying to restore the arrangement of the keys from her memory.

Thinking about it, I put the two keys into the groove on the floor with the left black and the right white.

The witch tapped the keys, and on the floor without any rhythmic linkage, a beautiful piano sound came out, and then...

"A new door opens," Lin said.

The only way to leave Manki's bedroom has been changed.

The witch followed Lin's prompt and walked through the exit of the bedroom.

It was supposed to drive to the corridor, but instead came to an unknown room.

Lin held the torch and became the center of focus, with bright mirrors all around them.

Looking around, you can find that the entire room is a cube, each side is reflecting each other, and they are constantly reflecting countless numbers in the mirror.

"What kind of place is this? In the future I saw, I didn't take out the gold thread from this place..." the witch was a little puzzled.

Lin held up the torch and walked aside, stretched out her palm and lightly clasped it on the mirror, exerting force with her five fingers, crushing one side of the room to pieces.

In an instant, what they saw in the mirror disappeared.

Returning to reality again, the witch found herself in the bedroom.

Based on what she saw just now, the witch looked carefully again, and found that if some sundries in the bedroom were ignored, she could clearly see this wide and empty room, which also had a square structure.

How did Colleen see it?

No one answered the witch's question, but one thing can be determined.

Where there were two piano keys before, an extra wooden box appeared at some point, as if it appeared out of thin air.

But the whole box is just like the witch remembered, a wooden box filled with gold threads.

The witch thought happily, squatted down again, and carefully picked up the wooden box with her broad head and long arms.

"Finally got the gold thread, now let's let them come up and discuss how to escape the ghost's erasure." The witch said.

Suddenly, the witch felt that the wooden box in her hand was being pulled by an invisible force. She jumped forward, and a silver knife flashed beside her.

The sharpness of the weapon is particularly dazzling under the firelight.

The witch looked at her cut-off cloak in surprise. If it wasn't the wooden box in her hand just now, it seemed as if it was taken away by someone suddenly. If she subconsciously took a step forward, her head would definitely be broken just now. was cut in half.

The witch squeezed tightly, the wooden box that was dropped for some unknown reason just now.

The person holding the weapon was Lin, she still closed her eyes quietly, with a compassionate temperament.

No one would have imagined that such a peaceful and seemingly compassionate person would be the guy who wields a sharp knife.

"What are you doing?"

Lin didn't answer immediately, but stabbed forward with a dagger.

When the witch spoke, Lin could determine her location.

One knife, another knife, the witch kept dodging, wanting to get Lin's explanation.

"You were controlled by something?" the witch asked, but what came from Lin was a real and accurate killing intent, like a sharp blade that absolutely wanted to take her life away.

"You want to take away the gold thread from my hand. We have agreed before, as long as you go back to the bottom, you can share it equally. If you want more, we can discuss it..."

Lin still didn't answer, but continued to stab the witch with the dagger in her hand.

After several rounds, the witch understood Lin's determination to kill herself.

See more clearly, the woman with her eyes closed in front of her is identifying her position by the sound she makes.

Every time Lin's attack became stronger, it was the time when the witch spoke.

In other words, as long as the witch keeps her mouth shut, she won't be discovered.

The witch stopped breathing.

Ever since she accidentally fell into the well and got up alive, the witch has already deeply understood the body of the psychic.

A witch can stop breathing and have no heartbeat.

It's not too good for Lin, she can't breathe, and she doesn't have a heartbeat. The witch is in the bedroom, but she looks like a dead object, and she can't be located by Jinsi.

Lin knew very well that the witch was not dead, nor did she touch any warm and moist things, nor did she experience the thick feeling of a sharp blade piercing the human body.

Lin stood in the middle of the room and said to the surroundings: "God of Aksha, I have heard you say that before."

The witch recalled, "What? Could it be that just because you said 'God of Aksha', is that why you backstab me?"

"Only I am worthy of God's favor and gift. Like you, who have nothing to do with the God of Aksha, but call on God, you are destined to be exterminated by me." Lin clenched the dagger in her hand.

The witch exposed her position in order to refute Lin's statement.

The woman who keeps her eyes closed all the time is not keeping her eyes closed because she has the ability to keep her eyes closed. She is simply a blind person who can't see anything. Because she can't see anything, her sense of smell and hearing are sharper than ordinary people.

In the mayor's wife's bedroom on the second floor, she could find the most important source of the smell from a large amount of aromatherapy just by smelling.

"I thought you didn't hear it. Since you have already said that, I will never forget your god of Aksha. It is through that god that you got everything you have today?" the witch said with a smile.

"From now on, I will definitely follow your instructions to find the God of Aksha. When we meet next time, I will not stand in front of you with such nice words again."

"You are not innocent." Lin said.

In the next few back and forth struggles, the witch came to the window of the bedroom, jumped from the window on the third floor, and jumped under the main entrance.

The witch's hat fell away at high speed, revealing her long silver-white hair hidden under the hat.

Compared with staying in the same room with Lin just now, only by going back to the first floor can I have a chance to survive.

Lin had made up her mind a long time ago to kill the witch and grind her murderous spirit into a sharp-edged man.

In the internal test of the passage, the prisoner stared at the falling witch with wide eyes. Although he didn't see the real face of the witch, he knew it when he saw the other party's purple eyes.

"Your work is over here, you can go wherever you want, but there is one more thing before that, you close the door for me again."

The prisoner didn't know why the witch fell from the third floor, but he knew that the person who controlled the life in his belly was the witch.

The witch let the prisoner leave, but was watched by the three-headed ghost. She had to retrieve the stake she had handed over to the blood before she could leave with peace of mind.

The tree in the middle of the courtyard was oozing black liquid, it was blood from blood stains.

"Can't control it? It's just a temporary wooden pile, which is always different from the original one. It's impossible to really restrain it. In the end, I still lost to fear. Obviously the people under the courtyard are the safest people, but the result is still... ..."

The witch stroked her long silver hair, put the wooden box the size of her body back under the cloak, and walked forward step by step.

With long silver-white hair, she is more dazzling and obvious than anyone else in this black-covered area.

is on a tree.

The witch approached the tree in the courtyard, closing the distance to the stake.

A dark hand grabbed her calf.

"What?" The witch looked nervously at the black arm that grabbed her.

Turning her gaze to the main body, the Witch noticed the spiritual armor covered by countless black liquids at first sight.

The silver-white armor on Lingkai's body had already been completely dyed black, and her short golden hair had also turned black.

If it wasn't for such a person who got out of the armor and caught the witch, the witch would not be able to see the spirit armor lying on the ground at all.

There shouldn't be too many psychic incidents involved now, the witch cut off her calf decisively and quickly backed away.

"There is no way to go forward, now I can only run." The witch thought to herself.

Lin hasn't jumped down from the third floor yet, but she doesn't have much time left. Just now, she didn't know where the traction was applied to the box, so that the witch escaped Lin's killing blow.

But now that she lost a leg, the witch was no match for Lin at all.

Already lost a leg, but the speed of the witch's movement is not slow, her body is light and completely running.

The Witch knew exactly where the passage from the courtyard back to the corridor was the fastest.

When it fell just now, the prisoner subconsciously stretched out his hand through the passage directly below.

According to the clockwise operation, the new passage will be on the left.

But now, it's on the right.

In the order just now, the witch gave the prisoner another order.

The three-headed ghost can only be locked in the courtyard if the prisoner who knows the truth the most clearly runs around.

Every time the door is switched, the movement of the three-headed ghost will be wasted, allowing it to stay in place during the continuous movement.

It doesn't seem to have any effect, but it's worth it to be able to stagger the position and distance from the three-headed ghost now.

The witch hopped on one foot, bursting out with all her power, from the door on the right back to the corridor, and then from the corridor to the door.

Suddenly, the witch bumped into a person's flat and hard chest, she fell to the ground, and a crystal ball fell out from under the cloak again.