Chapter Seventy-Three: The Trap
However, when Feng San shouted this sentence, it was already too late.
The face of the monster in front of him began to distort, and a purple light flashed in the depths of the scarlet one-eye, and then only "Bang!" A purple light exploded from the monster's head.
At this moment, it was as if the whole time was frozen there, and the purple color was like a thick layer of oil stains floating on the water, covering everyone's bodies in an instant.
"No... To..."
Suddenly, the faces in front of Zhao Ke began to distort, not only people, but also the sky and the earth, as if the whole world began to distort in the purple light.
The sounds around him became infinitely slow, and people's consciousness and five senses were deprived of them layer by layer in the purple light.
If you really want to describe it, it's like a tape that gets stuck, and the feeling of repeating a syllable infinitely and quickly is enough to drive you crazy.
And this process, as if every second, will stretch you infinitely, to an unimaginable time, enough to make people crazy.
In the purple light, Zhao Ke's face turned pale, and the charm in his eyes instantly dimmed. One day? A year? This kind of freeze time is simply a kind of torture, which makes Zhao Ke have a desire to commit suicide.
Fortunately, this feeling did not last long, and Zhao Ke's hot breath gradually poured out of his chest, and then a yellow light flashed on Zhao Ke's chest.
"Zha!"
An angry sound exploded in Zhao Ke's mind, Zhao Ke's pupils tightened, and in an instant, he took a sharp breath, as if a drowning and struggling person finally got a breather, his body was weak, and he almost fell to his knees.
"Huhuhu......"
Drops of cold sweat dripped down Zhao Ke's forehead, Zhao Ke's face was pale and frightening, and his whole body was cold and stiff like a corpse.
Raising his arm with difficulty, every joint of his body seemed to become stiff, and as soon as he touched his chest, he saw a pinch of black ash spilling from his arms, which was the talisman that Grandma Xian Gu gave him and Feng San before.
When I gave it to myself at that time, I said that I would carry it close to my body, Zhao Ke didn't think much about it at the time, but now I think about it, fortunately I didn't throw this talisman into the mail book, this kind of life is worse than death, Zhao Ke just doesn't want to experience it a second time.
"Rem, what just happened? Is it a hallucination? ”
"No, I don't know, but in the moment you just now, all the nerves in the brain quickly went out, as if there was a large-scale power outage, and the nerve cells of the entire brain began to stagnate, and I couldn't stop it."
Rem explained to Zhao Ke what had just happened in his brain.
It turned out that just now, the five senses of Zhao Ke's brain all fell into a state of stagnation and strike in an instant, so he was completely in a state of chaos at that time.
This kind of general strike made Rem unable to control it, if it weren't for that talisman, Zhao Ke estimated that he wouldn't be able to wake up at this time.
"Uncle Sixi!"
Zhao Ke could faintly begin to hear the sound, and at first the sound was probably like a buzzing sound like a fly's wings, and after a while, it gradually became clear in Zhao Ke's ears.
Looking up, the person who called him was Feng San, but looking at Feng San's appearance, it didn't seem to be any better, Tie Qing's face was blue, the green tendons on his forehead were tense, and he pointed hard at the head of the monster in front of him.
"Hit, pop, it, it, head!"
Five words, listening to Zhao Ke's ears, the voice seems to be floating, it is obviously a sentence, but it becomes a word by word into your ears.
When Zhao Ke heard this, he stretched out his hand to grab the shotgun on the side, but at this time Zhao Ke remembered that this shotgun was a double-barrel and double-shot shotgun, and after the shot, it was necessary to stuff gunpowder into it again and load it with iron sand.
After two shots before, I haven't had time to load iron sand bullets into it, and now it's just a burning stick, and it's useless.
At this time, Zhao Ke could feel that the purple light in front of him was starting to get stronger and stronger, and it was estimated that it would not be long before the effectiveness of the spells on their bodies would begin to fade.
Seeing this, Zhao Ke couldn't care so much, gritted his teeth, took out a bursting flying knife from the mail book, aimed at the monster's head, and waved it.
Even if Wu felt a very serious blow, the more this time, the more Zhao Ke discovered the benefits of the stamp "Puppeteer".
The Throwing Knife Technique itself does not consume postage points, but refraction does, and the cost is 2 postage points, which is 1 point higher than performing a Soul Eater spell.
But with the stamp "Puppeteer" blessed to himself, after the ability to control it accurately.
Even if it is an ordinary flying knife technique, Zhao Ke also has extremely strong control power.
Even if it doesn't reach the level of refraction, it's perfectly fine to draw an arc in the air while avoiding those obstacles.
"Flutter!"
The cold light flashed, and the flying knife was directly inserted into the monster's head, and Zhao Ke's heart moved: "Explosion!" ”
There was a flash of bright light in front of him, "Bang! With a bang, the two villagers who had already rushed in front flew out upside down like cannonballs in the bright light.
The scope of the explosion is actually not large, but the power is very concentrated, Zhao Ke is okay, because he hid behind at the beginning, but the others are not so lucky.
There was a crackle of some fried minced meat in front of him, and the intestines were hit in the face, and there was a disgusting fishy smell in the air, which made Zhao Ke smell a little bit, and instantly felt like he wanted to turn his stomach over, it was too disgusting.
It smelled like a bunch of dead fish rotting in a box.
The violent explosion blew the monster corpse into minced meat, and after the group of people broke away from the purple light, the first thing they received was the shock wave of the explosion, even if it was not big, but it was enough for these ordinary people to be uncomfortable for a while.
Moreover, the sequelae of purple light are still continuing, and it will take some time to fully recover.
But anyway, Zhao Ke is still very lucky, fortunately, there is a long sequelae time, so that everyone can take time to adapt, before that, no one will find out what the cause of the explosion is.
[Side quest 1: Join the patrol team, mission failed.] 】
However, at this time, Zhao Ke got a hint that the mission had failed.
"How could it fail??"
The monster in front of me has obviously been killed, how can the mission fail??
Zhao Ke was stunned for a while, and after carefully thinking about this task, his face suddenly sank, and he said in his heart: "Damn, I was fooled!" ”
This side quest is very clear, and the focus is on protecting Zhang Haiyang and his party.
But all of them, including themselves, thought that as long as they found the murderer of Wang Mincai, they could complete this task because of the second side quest, but ignored the hint of this important point.
In fact, in the task prompt, there is already a hint that Zhang Haiyang is the key to the task, but he is fully focused on side quest 2, thinking that by killing this monster, he can find the murderer and protect Zhang Haiyang and his party.
This is a complete misunderstanding.
The monster in front of him was completely a bait to divert the tiger from the mountain, and all of them were deceived.
If the expectation is good, then there must have been an accident on Zhang Haiyang's side now.
"Damn it!"
The thought of making such a low-level mistake made Zhao Ke felt as disgusting as eating a fly.
At this time, Zhao Ke suddenly noticed that there was something wrong with Feng San's expression on the side.
At this time, Feng San's expression was sluggish, as if he had lost his soul, he sat on the ground, and muttered in his mouth: "No! No way! Impossible. ”
Zhao Ke raised his eyebrows, stepped forward, patted Feng San's face, and said, "What is impossible?" Why did my aunt lie to me! Speak. ”
Since that fairy aunt was able to give herself and Feng San two talismans in advance, then obviously she knew that this monster would have this ability, but she didn't tell herself anything about the monster before.
And this is completely different from the plan they agreed upon, the original plan they made with the village chief was that after he and Feng San tried to find a way to drag the monster, Grandma Fairy Gu would immediately rush over to support.
But now...... didn't see her shadow at all, the more Zhao Ke thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, as if he was like a chess piece, he was played around, and finally after playing a warm-up, he was treated as an outcast.
Seeing that Feng San still had a demented look on his face, Zhao Ke's eyes sank, and a slap was drawn, "Smack!" Half of Feng San's face began to swell after this slap, and his head was even more dazed.
However, at this time, I saw Zhao Ke grabbing Feng San's collar, his eyes flashing with a cold light, and he looked at Feng San's gaze.
"Tell me, what the hell happened??"
If in ordinary times, Zhao Ke knew that the success rate of using ghost confusion on Feng San was less than ten percent, but at this time, Feng San's consciousness had collapsed, and he was beaten by Zhao Ke again, and he was naturally controlled by Zhao Ke.
Feng San's eyes flickered, and he seemed to be still struggling with Zhao Ke's control, but he still spit out three words to Zhao Ke: "Ascending Immortal Diagram!" ”