To break the strange incident, the conventional solution must be through various clues, reasonable analysis and deduce the truth behind the strange event, and then target the drug.

If it's a game, Xia Yanzhen will also be in this process, which should be quite fun.

But the mission is not a game.

Xia Yanzhen thinks that he is not a smart person, and he can deduce the whole picture of things by looking at a little clue like a detective.

His good results are still based on the tactics of the sea of questions, and he brushes the questions.

At best, it's a smarter type.

What are his strengths? Is it astonishing wisdom, meticulous planning?

No, Xia Yan's real advantage is that "ten thousand laws are not violated", since this is the case, he naturally has to give full play to his advantages.

Demolishing the house is impossible for others, but for Xia Yanzhen, it is enough to come to the first floor and destroy the load-bearing walls and load-bearing columns.

The blood-burning sword, the blood-weeping spear, and the kicking with his feet are enough to smash the load-bearing walls and load-bearing columns.

It doesn't matter if you can't tell which ones are load-bearing walls and load-bearing columns, just destroy them all.

Anti-wall, pillars are not spared.

After a lot of hard work, the entire school building was successfully demolished into ruins.

There's certainly no one else in there anyway.

The sudden completion of an unknown strange event was considered an unexpected joy, and Xia Yanzhen originally just thought that it would have an impact.

Now that I am sure of success, my mind is suddenly broadened.

Xia Yanzhen's eyes changed when he looked at the rest of the buildings.

Gao Qiang stretched out his hand and connected a few times near the injured part of his leg, temporarily "stopping the injury" with internal force, and his movement was only slightly affected.

He glanced at the staircase where the sound of winter and winter sounded, and decisively pushed the door into the classroom next to him, and came to the balcony to take a closer look.

Sure enough, he saw Xia Yanzhen next to the ruins, and immediately waved his hand and shouted, "Brother Eleven!" Brother Eleven! I am here! ”

shouted a few times, but Gao Qiang didn't see Xia Yan really reacting.

"Can't you hear me?" He thought for a moment and looked down.

This is the third floor, with high strength, it is easy to jump under normal circumstances, and even the skin will not break.

But he broke his leg when he fell down the stairs just now, which made Gao Qiang hesitate a little.

What if something happens if you jump off a building?

At this moment, Gao Qiang saw a large amount of black smoke rising from the ruins of the teaching building.

"What's that?" Gao Qiang was startled, and the shield stood in front of him.

The black smoke rose up like black pillars.

At a height of fifty or sixty meters, it gradually condensed, slowly forming a huge black arm, which was swirling with black gas, exuding a terrifying aura.

"......" Gao Qiang curled behind the shield, only his eyes were exposed, and he observed with his peripheral vision.

The giant hand formed by the black smoke shook twice, and suddenly slapped downward.

There is no wind and thunder, and the falling action is silent.

"Brother Eleven, be careful!" Gao Qiang shouted.

When the black arm was formed, Xia Yanzhen didn't react, and Gao Qiang expected that Xia Yanzhen shouldn't be able to see these things.

According to past experience, what Xia Yanzhen couldn't see, it wouldn't cause him any harm.

But the black arm covered it, menacing, and Gao Qiang instinctively shouted.

His voice echoed through the school building, not reaching the outside.

Xia Yanzhen didn't hear it either.

He just felt a jolt of the ground beneath his feet, followed by a downward dent.

A palm print appeared at his feet, about half a meter deep.

"There's something unseen attacking me." Xia Yanzhen stabbed the weeping blood gun into the ground, and ten seconds later, the ghost DV appeared.

At this time, the huge black arm was scattered with a single blow.

Only the black smoke bird bird remains.

Xia Yanzhen used the ghost DV to see the rising black smoke.

"Is that all?" Xia Yanzhen observed the black smoke through the small screen.

They rose from the void in the ruins and went straight upwards, only showing a slight hint of movement.

On the whole, the black pillar is more than the black smoke of the body.

About thirty or forty meters in the air, the black smoke dissipated.

"Where's the hand?" The DV camera swept around, Xia Yanzhen didn't see any giant hands, but unexpectedly saw Gao Qiang on the narrow balcony of the teaching building behind.

Xia Yanzhen moved the DV away, and Gao Qiang was still there.

He reached out and waved it twice.

Gao Qiang noticed Xia Yanzhen's movements, and immediately rushed out from behind the shield, frantically swinging the double-sided axe in his hand, the Black Whirlwind.

"Brother Eleven? Brother Eleven! Gao Qiang shouted, "Can you hear me?" ”

Xia Yanzhen put away the weeping blood gun first, and approached the teaching building over there, his eyesight was amazing, and he saw that Gao Qiang's mouth seemed to be moving, but no sound came out: "What are you talking about?" ”

"I ...... Can you hear me? I can hear you! Gao Qiang shouted.

"No sound?" Xia Yanzhen said, "I can't hear you. Forget it, I'll come up to you first, you stay where you are and don't move. ”

"Brother Eleven, there is a ghost on the stairs, forget it, he can't hear it, it shouldn't be nothing-" When he said this, Gao Qiang's face turned on the side, and he pointed to the ruins of the teaching building behind Xia Yanzhen.

Xia Yanzhen turned around and looked at it with his DV, the amount of those black smoke increased, and it converged towards the center.

But this time it didn't form a giant hand, and after converging, it formed a black smoke down.

Xia Yan really thought about it, made a gesture to Tao E, and motioned for himself to go over there and take a look.

Coming to the position of the black smoke that had gathered, Xia Yanzhen's Burning Blood Sword slashed down and flew some stones.

In the ruins, I don't know when a black pit appeared.

It is estimated to be about ten meters.

At the bottom of the pit, there is an arm.

As this arm appeared, a gust of yin wind hit, and Xia Yanzhen looked up, and the originally dark sky was covered by black clouds, and visibility decreased.

In less than two seconds, bean-sized raindrops fell from the sky.

With the howl of the wind and the wolf, it poured down.

"It's ...... Rain of blood? Xia Yanzhen wiped the raindrops on his face and found that the rain on his hands was crimson.

On the ruins, on the ground, small blood-colored streams soon appeared.

The blood-colored rainstorm wet Xia Yanzhen, and he put away the DV, this thing is an electronic product, but it is not waterproof.

Gao Qiang in the teaching building has retreated into the classroom.

The balcony was rained with blood, and in less than a minute there was water accumulation.

Xia Yanzhen was fine standing in the rainstorm, but Gao Qiang didn't dare to gamble.

Xia Yanzhen lowered his head and looked at the deep pit at his feet, where the blood was rising.

The arm floated on the water's surface, close to the ground.

As the arm floated, even if the visibility was low, Xia Yanzhen could clearly see the whole picture of the arm.

It was a human-like right arm, severed from the shoulder, about a third of the way down.

The fracture is incomparably smooth, as if it were born this way.

The reason why it is similar is because the arm is white, smooth, like porcelain, and it is more of a work of art than a real human right arm.

On his arm, there were several rows of black words, so fine and dense that Xia Yanzhen couldn't understand them at all.

The "Language Translation" function of God's Dream did not work at this moment.

The five fingers of the palm are spread out, forming an angle of nearly 90 degrees with the forearm.

Straighten your arms and push your palms forward.

At the end of the palm, near the wrist, a black hilt "grows".

It should be something like a dagger, a dagger, a dagger, and a little bit of a stabbing from the palm of the hand all the way into the forearm.

Just looking at it makes you feel a pang of pain.

The rain of blood continued to fall, and the pit was filled with blood, and the blood-colored water overflowed the pit and flowed around.

The white arms swayed slightly on the surface of the water, not stained with the slightest blood.

Xia Yanzhen bent down and scooped up this arm.

It is the left hand that is worn in the palm of the hand before entering the mission.

There was no black smoke suddenly coming out of the body to wrap around the body, and I didn't feel the cold chill transmitted to my body through the palm of my hand.

Xia Yanzhen stabbed the blood-burning sword into the ground, and picked up the broken arm with his right hand.

It's soft to the touch, and it's even warm, as if it's just fallen off a person.

The fingers are slender and just right, the nails are pink, and even the elbow joints are not the slightest blemish.

From this flawless arm, what kind of maddening peerless beauty will its owner be?

【Sealed Right Arm】

[One of the sealed limbs of the Mystic.] What happens if you find all the limbs of the Mystic and break the seal? 】

【Crimson Curse Blade】

[The Scarlet Queen's favorite short sword, it followed the Scarlet Queen, harvested the lives of hundreds of thousands of beautiful girls, turned into a curse, and finally devoured the Scarlet Queen. 】

[Listen, do you hear me?] The cry of pain, the cry of resentment, how beautiful, how beautiful, intoxicating. 】

As Xia Yanzhen got the broken arm, two pieces of information emerged.

They point to the severed arm, as well as the short sword above.

"It's actually still equipment props......" Xia Yan really thought about it and tried to put this thing into the imprint space.

It was successfully collected without the slightest hindrance.

After all, there is no such thing as locking on the information.

This harvest is an unexpected joy - well, it can also be an unexpected "sadness".

Whether it's a severed arm or a curse blade, it exudes an ominous aura, presumably something like the Book of Necronomicon.

It may be that Xia Yanzhen didn't feel anything when he held it.

Someone else bumped into it, and maybe something would happen.

"The Mystic isn't supposed to be the Scarlet Empress of the Gladius." Xia Yanzhen secretly said in his mind, "Will the other limbs be under another building?" ”

He looked at the other school building.

When the arm was taken away by Xia Yanzhen, the blood rain in the sky immediately stopped, the clouds dispersed, and the visibility was even higher than before the rain.

Gao Qiang also cautiously came out of the classroom and gestured towards Xia Yanzhen.

Xia Yanzhen walked into the teaching building and quickly found Gao Qiang.

"Brother Eleven!" Gao Qiang was as excited as he was to see his long-lost father.

"You're hurt?" Xia Yanzhen said.

"Minor injury, it's okay, it's okay to move." Gao Qiang said.

"How did it hurt?" Xia Yanzhen asked.

"It's ......" Gao Qiang said, pausing suddenly, and the joy on his face gradually subsided.

"What's wrong?" Xia Yanzhen asked.

"Wait." Gao Qiang reached out and pressed his temple, he frowned, thinking hard, "I fell down the stairs and broke my leg. ”