Strange Recovery: Harnessing Time Strangeness at the Beginning

While!

The broken sword slashed through a straight trace of light and slashed heavily on the silent incense burner.

Hong Zhong Da Lu’s impact sounded.

This incense burner was cut through a huge gap.

Petroleum-like liquids flowed through the crevices, and the stench of decaying corpses filled the air.

Bubbles in the liquid are tumbling.

Strange palms brought up a sticky splash from it.

But not yet before these palms moved.

Wu Ma had already raised his sword and cut down.

Burst!

The curse of slashing to death is more terrifying than the curse of slashing and killing.

These palms were cut off and disintegrated one after another, turning into fishy plasma without any supernatural power and seeping into the soil.

Lost the support of supernatural powers.

The black liquid in the incense burner gradually dried up.

Only the lifeless incense burner was left to the side.

“The source of the ghost fog…”

The pointer of the left eye jumped, and the ghost of time scattered, sealing off the nearby area.

Through the perception of the ghosts of time.

Wu Ma found that there was a turning green and white air mass in this incense burner.

Around the air mass, a somewhat viscous black liquid surrounds.

Under the action of the ghost of time, these liquids are constantly plundered away by time and become illusory and dry up.

The blue-white air mass is the source of the ghost fog.

The black liquid was the cursed liquid that had just killed him once.

This ghost fog turned out to be not a simple weirdness.

It’s a mixture of two weird beings.

It’s just that the blue and white ghost fog is a complete puzzle.

Rather, the black liquid is just a derivative of some strange power.

Under the unreasonable time predatory power of time, these liquids have completely dried up.

Click!

Disappearance of liquid.

Cracks began to open in the old incense burner.

The cracks are densely packed like cobwebs, all over the incense burner.

With a crisp sound, the incense burner suddenly collapsed.

A blue-white air mass the size of a ping-pong ball emerges from it.

Before Wu Ma could make a move.

This air mass ignored the blockade of the Ghost of Time and directly turned into a white light that drilled into his body along Wu Ma’s nose.

“WDNMD！”

With a fragrance in his heart, he could no longer speak.

The ghost fog that burrowed into the body was like an extremely cold ice stream.

The touch of the pit daddy that “Qin” made his body stiffen quickly.

“Whew…”

Between the teeth, a thick white mist overflowed.

Wu Ma’s face turned pale, like a frozen corpse.

In his mind, one hallucination after another continued to appear.

The deep sea blocked by dense fog, the planet frozen by cold fog, the misty forest that can never be exited, and the terrible city with countless sins hidden in the fog.

One after another, silent pictures appeared, wanting to invade Wu’s consciousness and transform his spirit.

Facing the strange force of the strong invasion, Wu Ma’s heart was numb.

His consciousness had been solidified by the ghost mist.

But his physical talent could not be frozen by the ghost fog.

Deep and grandiose power bursts out from unknown places in the body.

It was like an erupting volcano that destroyed everything in its path.

The invasion of the ghost fog was crushed by this force on the spot, turned into fine scum, and was squeezed into a blue-white smoke, which was integrated into Wu’s breath.

As the ghost fog was forcibly adapted by Wu Ma’s body, it turned into a breath of gas.

Wu Ma’s consciousness also quickly returned, taking control of his body again.

【Buzz! 】

【How does the ghost fog taste?】 】

[Is it as refreshing as ice cream?] Cold and good? 】

But He has no face in your body, not even the right to reside in a fixed organ. 】

[The poor mist becomes a breath of yours, moving in and out of your body with your mind. 】

[Probably he never thought he would be mixed up like this.] 】

[Pathetic, pathetic, lamentable! ] 】

[Is it a distortion of human nature, or a decline in morality?] 】

[You have to be nice to Mist in the future. 】

“Mist? Hehe! ”

The text of the sophistry era suggests that the style of painting is becoming more and more unorthodox.

Wu Ma is already a little used to it.

He took a gentle breath and collected the ghost mist that he had just accidentally vomited into his body.

Feel the cold breath swirling between your mouth, nose and throat.

Wu Ma rubbed his throat.

“A little mint flavor, very moist.”

Ghost fog is different from time.

Turns into a ghost fog of breathing.

In his oronasal tracheal circulation.

It made him feel comfortable for a while.

It felt like having a cool and refreshing drink that was always moisturizing his throat.

Let his breathing always feel the best smooth.

“Kind of interesting.”

I took a deep breath and felt the lightness and coldness between my nose and throat.

Wu Ma withdrew the broken sword into his holster and opened the Trickster Forum.

[Ghost fog has been solved, send the money to my account. ] 】

After sending this message, Wu Ma left his bank account number.

He is already too lazy to hide his identity, there is no need at all.

He believes that the other party’s forces, if they really want to investigate.

His identity cannot be hidden.

As for whether the other party will pay the bill, do not give him a bounty.

At this point, Wu Ma is not worried.

The Trickster Forum is not a joke, but wants to gather the Tricksters across the country to fight against the endless strange events.

If even the most basic reward such as the bounty cannot be guaranteed, how can the tricksters play with their lives to complete the bounty task?

And Wu Ma is confident in his strength, if the other party really depends on the account.

He doesn’t mind showing off muscles to the founders of this forum.

Let them understand that some people cannot be offended.