Chapter 331
Just like now, the soul-stealing scarecrow Qiu Cao directly sealed the stripped soul into the wall. This basically means that the two beasts are doomed.
Because he completely eliminated the possibility of the souls of the two beasts returning to their bodies, death is really only a matter of time.
The two beasts are already dead, and the researcher wants to escape from the side around Qiu Cao, but how could Qiu Cao give him this opportunity?
With a clatter, another chain shot out. The rusty iron hook was directly nailed into its body.
Then, Qiu Cao moved his mind and pulled hard, directly pulling the researcher's soul out of his body.
Then he swung the chain mercilessly, like a meteor hammer. Slamming the struggling soul against the wall on the side.
In silence, the soul sank into it and was completely sealed.
So, on the smooth wall, there was another light gray, blurred human outline. He struggled and twisted, as if he wanted to shout for help, but it was all in vain.
He was like the person embedded in the wall, or the ghost sealed in the wall, and there was no possibility of survival. Maybe one day, it will become an urban legend, who knows.
Looking at the three strange light gray figures on the wall, Qiu Cao, the soul-stealing scarecrow, did not react much.
Others would feel tingling and terrified when looking at the gray human outline. But as the initiator who created all this with his own hands, Qiu Cao himself certainly would not feel the slightest fear.
Instead, he observed these guys sealed in the wall with interest. Just like a crazy artist, admiring his crazy work.
Not bad, not bad, really good. Next time, you can find a way to shape it first, and then seal it into other things. In this way, the work presented to the world should be more perfect. Now this moving around, really has little aesthetic feeling.
After appreciating his work for a while, Qiu Cao turned and left. Next, he just had to wait for the souls sealed in the wall to completely dissipate, and he didn't need to worry about it anymore.
Just when Qiu Cao jumped back to the corridor outside, two extremely miserable wails suddenly sounded upstairs.
Hearing this sound, Qiu Cao immediately understood what was going on. Obviously, the youngest sister also succeeded. The last two annoying guys hiding on the third floor were also completely solved.
Now all the people have been solved, and the work can be called off. Qiu Cao thought, and couldn't help but laugh twice.
But the hoarse and dry voice, as if she was about to die of thirst at any time, was really unflattering.
Sure enough, not long after, the sick phantom youngest sister, wearing a white dress, with pale skin and purple scars, no pupils, and only whites of the eyes, floated down from the third floor. Obviously, the task has been completely completed.
"Let's go." Seeing the youngest sister, Qiu Cao decisively greeted her.
The youngest sister didn't say anything, just nodded slightly.
So the two of them didn't stop and went straight to the first floor hall.
Just as they entered here, the lights in the hall flashed quickly a few times. The sound of short circuit could be heard faintly, which made people worry whether the lights would be completely extinguished in the next moment?
Fortunately, it didn't, and soon the lights stabilized again.
The only problem was that the lights at this time changed from pure white to a terrifying green.
A large-scale supernatural scene was online, and under the reflection of this green light, a ghost with a height of two or three meters, milky white and translucent, and floating with groups of green ghost fires slowly floated out.
There is no doubt that this is the eighth in the Dark Group, the master of mental power, the midnight ghost Xiaobai.
No one has been able to successfully walk to the first floor hall, and no other outsiders have come in to disturb them. It is obvious that Xiaobai is secretly acting.
Once the mental power is out, it is easy to do these.
"Is it solved?" Looking at Qiucao and Yaomei, the little ghost floated in the air and asked with concern.
The two nodded and gave a positive answer.
"Okay, let's go. After the work is done, I will leave without any fame. My 12th brother is waiting for us." Xiaobai breathed a sigh of relief and smiled easily.
After that, he pointed to the wall of the first floor hall, where there was a huge mirror.
The mirror, which was originally normal, has become blurred at this moment, as if it was covered with a thick layer of water mist. A dark gray hand stretched out from it and waved towards this side, actually saying hello.
For ordinary people, this way of greeting would obviously be unacceptable.
But Xiaobai, Qiucao, andThe youngest sister seemed very calm. Qiu Cao even smiled and returned the greeting. "Hello, brother 12. Thank you for your help."
There is no need to say more about the rest. Through the space channel constructed by the shadow, the three beasts returned to their master Mo Fan smoothly.
"There is only one group left." He nodded slightly to the three returning beasts to show his condolences. Then Mo Fan looked down at the smart watch again and said lightly.
"Are the six brothers so slow? Logically speaking, after the six brothers laughed, they should have completely cleared the place." Xiaobai floated over and asked in confusion.
"Well, maybe he accidentally had too much fun." Mo Fan thought about it and made a fair comment.
At this time, in a certain entertainment club in Xihu Base City.
"No, don't! Ah!" A man covered in blazing flames suddenly fell to the ground with a shrill howl. He rolled, struggled, and twisted desperately, trying to put out the flames on his body.
But it didn't work at all. Instead, his struggle gradually ignited other things around him, causing the fire to spread further.
Someone tried to pour water on him, but it still didn't work at all. Instead, because he was too close, he accidentally got stained by the flying sparks.
The next moment, the person who poured water was also covered by raging flames. He also fell to the ground suddenly, wailing in pain.
Opposite these people, there was a paper man burning quietly.
The eyes of the paper man, made of black ink, stared at everything in front of him numbly and ruthlessly.
On his extremely pale face, there were all kinds of bright oil paints. The colorful mixture, coupled with the exaggerated paper clothes on his body, almost gave off an ominous aura.
Innate ability, paper man curse.
By inflicting damage on himself, the enemy will suffer the same damage. However, the paper man can recover after the damage, but the enemy cannot. For example, it is like this now.
Not long after, the paper man had completely turned into ashes in the raging fire.
Correspondingly, the person who was cursed by him was also burned to ashes at this moment, and was completely dead.
The sound of paper rubbing against each other sounded again. Another brand new paper man emerged from the corner.
Mo Xiaozhi looked at the ashes and was about to praise himself proudly. As a result, at this moment, he suddenly felt a flash in front of his eyes. A beast hidden in the dark suddenly pounced out and rushed straight towards him.
It was a level 65 legendary quality red fire bullet ant, that is, an ant. However, it was very fast and had strong penetration, and was simply a natural assassin.
This was the ace main force of an imperial beastmaster. The opponent obviously saw that Mo Xiaozhi was not easy to deal with, or extremely difficult to kill, so he had been waiting for the right opportunity.
He knew that Mo Xiaozhi had just used a super talent and was currently in an extremely short period of rest. It was the best and only chance to attack at this time.
As long as Mo Xiaozhi's crystal core or elemental heart could be shattered, even with the innate ability of a dead paper man, he would be powerless to save the situation.
There was no doubt that the other party had studied the abilities of each beast under Mo Fan's command. Moreover, he had rich combat experience and grasped the timing very accurately.
"Die." The beastmaster who had been hiding in the shadows and waiting for a long time gritted his teeth and said hatefully, and at the same time, he also showed a ferocious smile at this moment.
The speed was so fast that there was really no way to hide, and he could only take it head-on, without a second choice.
Looking at the red fire bullet ant that was shooting at him like a flaming meteor, Mo Xiaozhi was also shocked.
Even with his strength, he could not see the trajectory of the other party's actions clearly. It was indeed impossible to dodge.
It was indeed a good plan, but unfortunately, the good was always stronger than the evil, and good could not defeat evil. Put aside the protagonist's halo, the plot needs, and the brainless excitement of these. How can the weak and hypocritical light defeat the terrifying darkness? Now I am not a vengeful paper man, but a mythical evil spirit paper man.
Although he is a paper man with an empty head, Mo Xiaozhi still reacts very quickly. Although shocked, he is not panicked.
Facing this inevitable death, he is still calm and composed, with a plan in mind, and vaguely has some of Mo Fan's spirit.
While speaking, Mo Xiaozhi moved his paper body and took out a candle from somewhere.
It was a pale candle, and I don't know what it was made of. The wick was withered and black, as if it was made of paper.
And looking at its color, it is exactly the same as the dry and yellow old paper on Mo Xiaozhi's body.
What's even more strange is that as soon as this candle was taken out, it burned up with a whoosh.Come.
But the candle flame is the same color as the candle, also pale. And if you feel it carefully, you can find that the flame does not bring any warmth, but only the coldness that penetrates into the bone marrow.
The fourth talent, the light goes out when a person dies.
The next moment, Mo Xiaozhi held the candle in one hand and blew out a strong wind with the other hand.
With a whoosh, the pale candle flame was blown out in an instant. A wisp of green smoke began to slowly drift away.
An unbelievable scene happened. Just at the moment when the candle flame went out, the red fire bullet ant, which had already arrived in front of Mo Xiaozhi and was only a fraction away from shooting through his head and shattering the crystal core, suddenly stood still in mid-air.
"When a person dies, the light goes out, which means that your soul light has been extinguished by me, and you can go with peace of mind." Mo Xiaozhi put away the candle, shook his paper body, and said in a slightly stiff but proud voice.