The mayfly man is gone.

Perhaps, it would be more appropriate to say that he was destroyed by the high-level resentful spirits incarnated by the ghost children.

After the Zone shattered, he seemed to be suffering a lot of vitality, and the light that shrouded his body began to wane.

Seeing such a scene, the high-level resentful spirits became more and more frenzied, and the whirlwind condensed into small strands and continued to impact.

Five minutes later, they succeeded, and the light began to rout from the mayfly man's feet. But strangely, when the light faded, it was empty, and no entity appeared.

The rout went all the way up, and it got faster and faster. The mayfly man's body escaped, and after a while, only the head that was still shining brightly remained.

"Hahaha, have you seen the Faceless One?" The High Wraith wandered back and forth on the ceiling, letting out a high-pitched, frantic cry, "This is our strength, this is our true strength!" ”

"Do you think we kill people by detonating the dark side of humanity because we can't do harm to them, wrong, wrong! We just wanted to add some fun, just to see my brother's face that went from doubt to horror to despair! ”

"But you're too self-righteous, High Wraith." Even if it was about to disappear in place, the mayfly man's words were still calm, "The frog at the bottom of the well thinks that the world is only the size of a palm, and the fish and shrimp in the small river don't know the vastness of the sea." Fallen creatures are trespassers, smuggled in through the mirrored passages, but most of the spirit and sanctuary creatures are not. Among those guys, not all of them are as low-level as me. ”

"So what, so what?" The high-level wraiths rushed straight down to the front, and the gray mask faced the faceless one, "Even if it is an enforcer like the spirit medium, even if it is a big monster of the Sebaeufis level, before the 'Apocalyptic Day' starts, at most in the real world, it can only maintain the same combat power as the high-level wraith, and there are still many restrictions. ”

"Do you think that since I came from here, I don't know the rules, and I can only try to intimidate with false information when I am at the end of my life?"

The High Wraith took a step closer, its sharp fangs poking straight into the remaining half of the skull and stirring wildly.

"Then you're underestimating me, Faceless!" It says.

The skull cracked and vanished as a tiny speck of light.

But there was still a voice in the whirlwind.

"Then try it, the psychic medium's abilities are far beyond your imagination, and I can already feel their breath."

"Also, to avoid the scourge of the 'Day of Revelation'? You're underestimating that power! ”

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The conversation and the changes in the room Han Dong didn't know, after the Zone was broken, he opened the door and ran straight out. At that time, the mayfly man's body had not yet begun to crumble, and the high wraiths were still mobilizing the gray whirlwind to destroy everything in the room. The strange thing is that both sides only glanced at each other, and neither of them made a move to stop them.

Crying and wailing rings in the ears, on the left side, on the right side, on the top of the head, on the soles of the feet. They seem to come from all directions, from all over the 16-story apartment building. Among those voices were the loud cries of children, the cries of adults in pain, and the low moans of old people. The voices are mixed together, and it sounds faintly melodic.

"It's... What the hell is going on? Han Dong was in a hurry, but he felt that this poignant and mournful melody seemed to have been heard somewhere.

Sorrowful and grief... Sorrowful and grief...

That's right, the funeral song!

When he figured out what kind of melody it was, he felt not only anxious, but also a strong fear. This fear lies in facing death.

When he was a child, whenever he heard this melody, he only felt happy in his heart, because there must be a family around him who wanted to beat gongs and drums to invite guests to dinner. But when he grew up, after reading a lot of books, and really beginning to understand death, after the old people in the welfare home closed their eyes of satisfaction or regret or joy or remorse, all he could feel from this melody was deep fear.

He didn't know if the wails were all related to the high spirits in his room, and he didn't know why the rest of the people in the dormitory were crying, but he knew in his heart that if he let it go on like this, everyone would really die, and the apartment building would become a large cemetery.

"Could it be that just because of me, I want more than 800 people from up and down the entire welfare home to be buried together?!" He lowered his head, trembling uncontrollably, his fists clenched into his nails and digging deep into his flesh.

"No, I don't allow it!" He suddenly shouted, and his voice was so high that it briefly drowned out the cry!

He looked up suddenly, and his tear-soaked eyes suddenly appeared bloody.

A subtle stream of clear water gushes out from the deepest part of the body and instantly travels through the whole body.

The color of blood faded, and a mist appeared in the line of sight, and in the mist were thin lines.

The thin lines came from all over the apartment building, from every room, from the pale green light in those rooms. Han Dong looked at it and found that most of the light clusters were the size of fists and heads, and a few were even more outstanding, with a basin the size of a basin.

And the end of them turned out to be... It turned out to be...

Is it yourself?!

Han Dong lowered his head and looked at his body in surprise, looking at those pale green thin lines that converged here.

He fell into a similar state as in the middle of the night again, but this time it was different, there were no strange creatures of different sizes in the mist, no unknown soul dancers who only covered important parts with leaves and weeds, and no middle-aged man who was wearing a tight combat suit with dark stacked armor and a diagonal fan behind his back and stared at him with blood-colored magatama and a big smirk.

This time, the middle two guy who was cool and hung up in the sky, loaded several Xs, and finally promised goodbye to the ghost children, did not appear.

"No, it's not on me!" He suddenly came to his senses, took a step and stopped standing in the doorway.

This time, I saw it clearly, and the thin lines converged into a single strand the thickness of a thumb, and entered the room through the closed door.

And inside, there is only that evil thing!

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"Whew, what a delicious vitality!" The door was suddenly pushed open, and a blue-gray whirlwind roared out, and at the top stood a high-level resentful spirit incarnated by a ghost child.

It is circling left and right, as if looking for something. A few seconds later, a cruel laugh erupted from under the gray mask, and the whirlwind carried it towards the stairs and to the upper floors.

"It's the room overhead!" Han Dong said in his heart, and immediately knew its destination.

Just above him, the entire dormitory was surrounded by a ball of light. The color was also different, a dark green that you couldn't see at a glance.

It's like a thick cocoon!

He also ran quickly to the stairs, but he was very strange in his heart, because he remembered that the dormitory had been empty before, and there had been no one in it for months...

However, before he came upstairs, an exclamation came out: "You... What exactly are you? ”

It's An Qing's voice!

So, he suddenly understood, but another doubt couldn't help but pop up in his heart.

Why does Sister An have such a strong green breath that is far beyond ordinary people? Are those green breaths, as the high-level resentful spirits say, life force?

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"Look, what's that?!" On the street outside the Lingang Welfare Institute, a pedestrian stopped and pointed to the air and exclaimed, with fear and excitement on his face.

"It's a dark cloud, but it's not an ordinary dark cloud!" Someone looked in the direction of their finger and saw that the entire welfare home was shrouded in a gray haze. And that extremely conspicuous high-rise apartment building, the dark clouds on it surged, and then began to slowly rotate, showing a spiral!

"How does it feel like a mini-tornado?!" Another person speculated that he immediately took out his mobile phone.

"It seems to really be!"

"It's rare, it's rare, I've lived for forty-five years, and this is the first time I've seen a real tornado in our island city!"

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More and more people gathered outside the welfare home to take pictures, and the flow of people gradually blocked the originally smooth two-way lane.

As a result, the drivers of the private cars simply stopped honking and shouting, and also got out of the car to join the army of spectacle.

"Check in the front row, coordinate No. 223, Xiama Street, Shangrao Road, Lingang District, [Picture--Tornado] The tornado that occurs once in a century in the island city seems to lead to another magical world. [Picture--Selfie of Dermabrasion and Slimming Face Elongation] Assi, it seems that I have gained two pounds more than two days ago, begging for comfort, woo woo ~ ~ #奇景#", this is a Weibo Internet celebrity.

"[Picture - Tornado] The first time I saw the tornado in my heart, it turned out to be still in the local area, and my Daxiyuan was mighty! It is said that there should be no such phenomenon in the island city, and there is a great god in the circle of friends who knows what is going on? This is a friend of friends.

"Shocked! The island city was shocked to encounter a waterspout once in a century, and it was actually above a welfare home! This is a self-media big V, who is writing the title of the template article.

"Question, what do the bigwigs think of this sudden small tornado in Lingang District?" , which is a loyal user.

"Thank you, I'm in the United States, and I just got off the plane. From a historical point of view, the island city was still a land ,... 100,000 years ago", which is also a loyal user.

"Thank you, graduated with a doctorate in meteorology, with an annual salary of one million. Because I am engaged in meteorology-related work, I usually come into contact with a lot of confidential information. I just learned from an authoritative source in the circle that this is an experiment by ZF and will not have a big impact. However, because there are many involved, it is inconvenient to explain in depth. This is still a loyal user.

More and more comments appeared on the Internet, including quotations from the classics, and several exciting news that I didn't know whether it was true or false. But the most vocal of them all was a question.

The question came from a Weibo big V, he said: "Which Taoist brother is here to survive?" ”

Under the questioning, it only took a few minutes to get more than 30,000 likes and more than 10,000 comments, but the comments that fell in the front row were the same tone as Yishui.

They said: "My husband is worthy of a philosopher who graduated from a prestigious school, and his speech is so profound, I love you!" ”

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Han Dong didn't know that the abnormality of the welfare house had caused an uproar on the Internet and the outside world, and at this moment he had just come upstairs, and after seeing the sight in front of him, he first breathed a sigh of relief, and then his heart rose to his throat.

He could see clearly, the thin green lines connected to the light clusters of each room suddenly disappeared completely in an instant, but An Qing was held in the air by the blue gray qi, and the thin green lines connected to it suddenly became more than ten times thicker!