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"What the hell is this?" Van shouted with horror on his face.

He was so frightened that the fear in his heart burst like a flood. He knew it was the best time to escape, but his hands and feet froze, unable to move.

"It's so miserable, I'm so scared that I stop doing it." His face turned pale and his head was in chaos.

He tried his best to move his steps, but his legs were like lead, and his hands and feet were not commanded.

By this time, those people had already begun to attack, and more than a dozen big men with weapons were pouring fire frantically at the strange black figure.

I saw a large orange flame flash in the dark space, it was a blazing gun, and the muzzle of the gun spewed out deadly bullets.

Because of the fear in their hearts, those big men shouted in horror while holding the board machine.

Bang bang!

"You monster, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you! Hahaha......" The dwarf shouted in horror with his eyes, and his back was already soaked with sweat.

They used flash bullets, a special warhead that could restrain ghosts, and they usually used these things to kill a lot of ghosts, and escaped many life-threatening crises.

But what made them horrified was that these things that were previously invincible did not work for him.

It can't be said that it doesn't work, but it has a slight effect. Flashing bullets on it won't destroy it instantly, and even if it does some damage, he'll recover instantly.

This scene simply made everyone feel a sense of despair.

Even if it's just a few wounds, if he doesn't recover, everyone will have some hope, after all, little things add up, and no matter how little things will become full.

But in fact, their every move did not have any effect on him, and this strange thing was like a killing machine, rushing into the crowd to hunt frantically, as if it were in a no-man's land.

"How could there be such a thing? What the hell is wrong with this world? Isn't it enough to destroy everything that destroys us, even the lives of our little people have to be erased? Van En was confused, and when he looked at Cong Eyes, he seemed to have lost all his spiritual energy.

The whole person is listless, like a walking corpse, without any color and no soul support.

Carl in the distance also looked at this terrifying picture, at this moment, he had to sigh at his wisdom, fortunately he didn't go out, otherwise his six people would not be enough for him to kill.

"It's terrible, it's not something we can deal with right now." Carl thought in shock, "Even if you escape, it's going to be a problem. ”

"It's something unknown." Constan's eyes narrowed even more as he watched.

"What are the odds if we face her?" He asked suddenly.

Karl thought for a moment, then shook his head and said slowly: "If we don't know his weaknesses, we don't even have a chance of winning, if we know his weaknesses, then let's open them." ”

"This is really beyond my expectations, it seems that each of these figurative ghosts has different characteristics, and this is the most terrifying thing about them." He sighed.

Although very powerless, and unwilling. But he understands that this is the reality, and no matter how bad it is, he can only accept it, and he can't resist until he has figured out a way.

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"While they are fighting, we will find an opportunity to walk quietly over, and if we miss this opportunity, it is likely that it will not be there, and we must seize it." Rosa whispered from behind and said.

"I understand this, but now is not the time, where are they all fighting, there is no chance yet." Karl sighed.

The battle was not ideal, the men were slaughtered by monsters, blood and scraps of meat were scattered all around, and the previously neat ground was stained red, like the slaughterhouses that handled cattle and sheep.

A big man rushed over and threw a large flashbang at him.

It exploded with a bang, and it seemed that a small sun had risen there, how dazzling.

Everyone couldn't help but squint their eyes and quickly retreated backwards.

Just when he thought that as long as he succeeded, the smile on his face completely condensed and turned into a color of horror.

"How could it be okay! No way, no way, I must be dazzled......" He shouted as if he was completely insane, dropped his weapon and ran away.

He had completely lost his will to fight, he couldn't raise any attacks, and at this moment he just wanted to leave this place full of nightmares, he wanted to wake up from this dream and return to that beautiful moment.

"It must be a dream, it must be a dream, it can't be real, I must be dreaming." His face was covered in sweat and his face was pale.

But before he could take a few more steps, a black figure approached him quickly, like a rocket.

"Ah!! No. He screamed and screamed.

A swarthy palm reached out to him quickly.

There were no markings on the palm, it was made purely of darkness, like a sharp knife, piercing his chest with a terrible sound of breaking wind.

The palm of his hand was pulled back, and his entire chest was torn open, and all the internal organs flew out of the breach. Blood splattered on the ground, and the internal organs fell to the ground like garbage.

This scene made all the big men swallow a mouthful of spit, and their faces seemed to be drained of blood, and they instantly turned white.

At this time, they understood that this thing was not something they could deal with at all.

"Boss, let's retreat, this thing is too terrifying, we have no way to deal with him, even if we hurt him, there is no way." A big man suddenly screamed in horror.

Snooker's face was gloomy as water, he was already in a very bad mood, and now someone told him to retreat, where did this put his face?

Where is his majesty?

How will he discipline his subordinates in the future?

"You can't retreat without my order, if there is such a person who violates the order!" He let out a furious shout.

He walked over to the man, and then, under his frightened eyes, slashed off his skull, and the blood sprayed three meters high, like a fountain.

"See, whoever dares to question my orders will do so at their own risk!" He sneered and threw the man's head on the ground like trash with one hand.

When the others saw such a method of terror, they all stopped.

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