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Xiao Ji Yima's question couldn't help but make the rest of the people look at each other. You must know that although there is a so-called psychic game in the real world, the specific steps are really unclear to the reincarnators who have been ordinary people.

"What do you need to do with the pen fairy?" Valentine glanced around at the people around him with bewildered expressions, and then said coldly to Koyoshi Kazuma, obviously for this kind of supernatural thing, Koyoshi Kazuma, who was a necromancer in the scene, was a real expert.

Xiao Ji Yima did not continue to sell Guan Zi at this moment, he used the small dagger he carried with him to cut his palm again, so that the red blood dripped on the white paper full of words, and said quickly: "Summoning the pen fairy, you need to use our blood as a sacrifice to ask the pen fairy for help, no matter what you see or hear, you can't let go of the hand holding the pen, otherwise it will be us who will die!" ”

"Follow me, pen fairy, pen fairy, you are my past life, I am your future life, if you want to renew your relationship with me, please draw circles on the paper!"

As he instructed, he took the lead in holding the blood-stained pencil on the tip of the pen.

Without the slightest hesitation, Valentine and Preston also drew their knives and slit their palms to wet the white paper with their own blood, allowing them to hold the pencil.

Xiao Ji Yima swept his gaze to the black stone, the meaning was obvious, there was still one person missing!

Blackstone looked at the white piece of paper, which had been stained with blood and couldn't see what was written, and a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

The death notice call that Liu Meng received before, and his voice came from the other end of the phone, which had left a trace of uneasiness in his heart.

Could the series of gunshots on the phone be the same ones that Preston just fired?

And now, does this Oriental monkey want to let himself go into such a dangerous activity?

While Blackstone was still weighing the gains and losses in his heart, Abel who was blocking the door to stop the coconut felt that he might really go to God this time.

Carrying despair, resentment, and a series of negative emotions, the gaconuts hit Abel like a tidal wave, and they hit Abel like a reef at the door.

Although under the protection of Abel's self-created skill master, any white-clothed female ghost who comes into contact with the light mask will disappear, but these losses are negligible compared to the steady stream of gaconuts that pour out from afar.

But for Abel, every blow of the coconut was like a round sledgehammer striking on his body.

Self-created skills are the reincarnation's understanding and use of power, and there is no need to spend quest points to redeem from the main god space, and with the continuous deepening of the reincarnation's research and improvement of self-created skills, the power will become more and more great.

It sounds wonderful, but perhaps only Abel himself knows what the price behind all this beauty is.

Unlike other reincarnators who want to slaughter civilians at every turn to earn quest points, the compassionate Abel resents this practice. How could the shepherd of the Lord slaughter the lambs of the Lord?

Abel was lucky, just in the first mission world, he managed to obtain supernatural powers, although the supernatural power mastered and its weakness, it can even be said that it can only be regarded as a trick, but for Abel, the use of spiritual power is tantamount to opening the door to a new world for him.

Since psychic power can manipulate the elements in the air to release attacks such as lightning, fireballs, and ice picks, why can't it be controlled by psychic power to form a protective shield to protect oneself and others?

So after countless attempts and failures, the guardian of the self-created skill master was born, and it was his will to protect what he wanted to protect.

……

"Create your own skills?" A smile crossed the corner of Gu Bai's mouth, and he focused his attention on the list of skills listed by the main god.

CUSTOM SKILL: The Lord's Guardian

Skill Details: This skill was created by the reincarnation Abel himself, and it instantly burns all the user's mental power to create a 1x1x1 meter light mask composed of light elements. (Because it is composed of light elements, it has a special restraint effect on negative energy)

Defense+??? (depending on the burning mental power)

Duration??? (depending on the attack)

Seeing this, a disdainful smile appeared on Gu Bai's face, and he turned his head and said to the big ball of light in the distance: "He's really a bad person!" Is it just a skill to guard for the sake of guarding? Did you give up all your attacks and just focus on protecting your companions? Lord God, do you think they will survive the curse? ”

"Ding~ According to calculations, the probability of the reincarnation successfully completing the task is 12.2%."

……

And at this moment, under the continuous impact of the curse clone, the light mask on Abel's body has shrunk to the point of being close to the surface of his body.

The light that used to be like an incandescent lamp is now faintly flickering like a firefly, as if it will be extinguished at any time in the next second.

"Hurry up, there's no time! What are you waiting for! Do you want everyone to die here? Seeing that the situation was urgent, but Heishi was still hesitating, Xiao Ji couldn't help but yell at Heishi.

"I'm coming!"

An unexpected voice rang in the ears of the reincarnators.

The person who spoke, it was the antiquities appraiser James who looked like Sven Wen? Moorta.

His voice seemed a little timid, but it was full of determination.

He trembled his hands, trying to follow the example of Xiao Ji Kazuma and the others, and used a sharp dagger to cut his palm. But the cold and sharp touch of the dagger made it impossible for him to get his hands on it at all.

Not everyone has the courage to give themselves a knife.

Taking a deep breath, James gritted his teeth and swiped the dagger in his hand lightly across his palm.

"Pen Fairy, Pen Fairy, you are my past life, I am your future life, if you want to renew your relationship with me, please draw circles on the paper!"

"Pen Fairy, Pen Fairy, you are my past life, I am your future life, if you want to renew your relationship with me, please draw circles on the paper! ……”

As the ritual began, the four began to repeat the words over and over again as planned, speaking faster and faster.

The incandescent lights on the ceiling of the police station began to flicker like flickering candles, and a strange wind blew quietly from nowhere.

And the pencil, which was tightly held by the four people, began to move slowly.

…… (To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please browse and read, a better reading experience.