Chapter Seventy-One: The Game of Seeing Faces

"Hmm."

Using the four parasitic beasts taken from Mato's body as a medium, Su Muqiu's consciousness once again entered that fragment-like fault at the moment when he completed the spell.

Frame by frame is like pages of paper, revised and bound into books, neatly arranged on the shelves.

Su Muqiu seemed to have come to a strange space full of three-dimensional bookshelves in all directions, and he felt indescribably weird, and even lost the basic sense of direction of going up and down, left and right.

Such a bizarre scene was fleeting, except for a very deep impression left on Su Muqiu, the other memories were blurred, and only a few frames of the picture appeared in his mind.

This is a tall, thin figure, wearing a black and white tuxedo, a white magic hat on his head, and two hands wearing black and white gloves.

It's just a back, if you can see the front......

As if knowing what Su Muqiu thought, the back that appeared in his impression slowly turned around, but unfortunately he couldn't see his face, this guy was wearing a pure white clown mask on his face, only his eyes were pitch black, with two strings of water droplet-like carvings underneath-

The whole mask looks like it's smiling mockingly, but at the same time it's more like crying.

"Is that this guy?"

With four times the medium used at one time, the speed of the passage of magic power also increased exponentially, and after paying this corresponding price, the information Su Muqiu got was also unprecedentedly clear.

Even the full look of the eyes is preserved in this image...... Wait a minute! Eyes??!

Su Muqiu's world suddenly shook, and he instantly broke away from the state of casting spells, and the whole person shook and fell to the ground.

"What's wrong?!"

The photographer who had been paying attention to him hurriedly rushed over to support him, and half-squatted to gently put Su Muqiu down.

"Anti-...... Anti-devouring ......"

His eyes turned white for a while, and scarlet liquid oozed from the fingers of Su Muqiu covering his mouth and nose, supporting his body to get up, and the cowhide map placed in front of him began to spontaneously combust, and the magic array engraved on the back had been completely destroyed, filled with a special fluctuation.

"I've been backlashed! The other party is a magician who is much more powerful than me, so run! He's locked in here! ”

Although his body was so weak that he couldn't even stand on his feet, Su Muqiu didn't want to stay for even a moment, and ran out of the alley with a tumble.

It was the first time Kevin saw Su Muqiu's appearance, and he was stunned for a moment, and then caught up with Su Muqiu, who couldn't even guarantee his center of gravity, in the blink of an eye, carried him on his shoulders, and began to run hard.

But just when the photographer was about to carry Su Muqiu out of the alley, a slender figure suddenly appeared at the entrance of the alley!

Kevin couldn't brake and slammed his body into the man......

Running at full speed, with Kevin's all-round strengthened physical fitness through the virus, it is not much weaker than the potential energy of a truck collision, and ordinary people are hit like this, and they will immediately break their tendons and fly out upside down.

However, before Kevin's body completely hit this thin-looking man, he was subjected to a huge blocking force, as if he had hit an iron wall, but he himself flew back with Su Muqiu.

"Huh? I see. ”

The man in the black and white tuxedo gently pressed the pure white magic hat on his head, and his movements were indescribably elegant, but it gave people an indescribable sense of madness.

"I thought someone in this world had said my real name......"

The remaining syllables seemed to be truncated by some kind of force, and the man wearing the mask of a crying clown disappeared out of thin air, and reappeared again after an instant, already standing in front of Su Muqiu and the others.

"It's him ......"

Su Muqiu's pale face couldn't help but smile bitterly, it was exactly the same as the image of his magic trace, but the real person brought people a stronger feeling than the simple picture information.

Even if Su Muqiu is just a novice in magic tricks who has just started, he can keenly perceive the terrifyingness of this guy, and his breath is like an abyss and the sea, unfathomable.

Because he is too strong, so strong that it is beyond his current cognition, he has not formed a concept of how strong he is.

In short, now they are powerless to fight back, they can only be slaughtered, don't you see that even photographers who are not magicians are trembling? He is also extremely sensitive to the perception of danger.

"Fear?"

The eyes under the clown mask swept over the posture of the two, and Su Muqiu suddenly felt a bone-penetrating coolness spread to every corner of his body, and he seemed to be completely seen through in an instant, and even his inner thoughts were completely understood!

"Are you afraid that I will bring death?"

Although it is a questioning sentence, there is a sense of no refusal in the clown's tone, which seems to be a long-cultivated posture of a superior, which makes people clearly perceive the gap between the two.

It was a completely different dimensional level, this guy could no longer be called a "human", his life level was much higher than that of ordinary existence.

If there is a god, then this guy is undoubtedly a "god", and he can easily achieve miraculous existence!

The clown didn't care about the attitude of Su Muqiu and the others, whether it was fear or contempt, it didn't matter whether they answered or didn't care about themselves, they just did their own thing.

I do my own thing, and the other beings are as unconcerned as air.

"So, ...... probe my existence?"

The clown took out a deck of poker from the pocket of his tuxedo, as if the ace of spades containing special magic attracted the attention of Su Muqiu and the others.

"Do you have the right to death?"

The poker with strange power was displayed in the air, as if it had its own consciousness, stretching its body like a long snake, and neatly arranging a suspended card ring around Su Muqiu and the two.

"Pick one."

Su Muqiu said to Kai Ye beside him, and at the same time, he also drew one of them first, this should be a game played between the clown and them.

Seeing Su Muqiu do this, Kevin also quickly drew one from it, compared to Su Muqiu's decisiveness, he was more cautious, because he didn't know what the rules were, and finally drew the first Ace of spades with his extraordinary eyesight.

The face of the plum blossom J card drawn by Su Muqiu was blurred for a while, and soon a white light was transmitted from it, turning into a pure white magic card.

A strong, yet incomparably soft, aura emanated from the card and poured down his fingers into his body.

Su Muqiu immediately hummed comfortably, just like soaking in a hot spring, his whole body was warm, the injuries disappeared, the consumed magic power was replenished in an instant, and even the strength of his body had recovered and strengthened to a certain extent.

If Su Muqiu's bad habits led to poor physical health before, then now, his body is as strong as a horse.

(Hot into a dog...... do,Let's stick out our tongues while asking for some recommendations to collect something.。 ）