Global Weird: My Body Is Not Normal

Chapter 145 Chaotic War

hiss……

call!

Taking a deep breath, the fairy tale prince held the handle of the knife in his hand and slowly used the butcher knife to cut into the space in front of him.

It seemed like it was cutting something extremely tough.

The fairy prince's hands are very slow.

The resentment all over his body also erupted like an erupting volcano with his movements.

A blood-red trace gradually appeared from the void as the butcher knife blade passed by.

The trace is like a wound, with thick blood-colored liquid flowing through it. Through this trace, you can hear the roaring and wailing that are constantly resounding at the other end.

The extremely rich smell of blood and resentment poured out from the wound like a waterfall.

In an instant, the main hall where the fairy tale prince was was filled.

"It's really disgusting. No matter how many times I smell it, I can't get used to it..."

The fairy tale prince seemed to see a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

But at this time, the ghost figure behind him also stood up and activated its own ghost power, easily healing the terrifying-looking wounds on Yang Jian's body.

With a tearing sound, a dark figure covered in plasma walked out of the crack in space.

Constantine felt inexplicably cold.

"Okay, let's try it then!"

He knew that the butcher was heading straight for the intruder.

Hiss!

He had already arrived at a messy alley from the official palace.

As his thoughts arose, a reminder suddenly sounded in the minds of Constantine and others who were fishing in the castle.

The fairy tale prince will not miss such a good opportunity.

"The mission is coming!"

[Faction confrontation mission activated! Attack of the Prince]

The sky also turned pitch black.

The remaining foreign players are all rotten fish and shrimps that can be dismissed casually.

【bite!】

The black hair was sharp, like a javelin, rushing towards the blond Edward like a sharp sword.

Because he knew that the main force in this mission was only Xu Yuan.

[Task reward: friendship with the fairy tale prince, 10 years of life.]

There.

when!

The old kitchen knife and the slender sword collided together, causing a strong supernatural wave.

Like the reusable surrogate prop on Miyamoto Hanzo's face.

The butcher knife in His hand seemed to be unable to withstand His strength, and suddenly shattered into rusty fragments on the ground.

The surrounding walls were blasted into a sieve of debris.

It has no lethality and no side effects.

Dark ghost flames rose from the ground.

Chen Ge, who was protected by Xiaoya, a female ghost in red, calmly observed Edward's methods and thought silently.

But through the perception of the domain.

Bear this harm for your master.

[Task description: The fleeing copycats invited strong reinforcements, but the prince was not to be outdone and invited more powerful helpers. However, the cautious prince was not prepared to let the helpers fight alone, but planned to launch a full-scale counterattack. 】

Unfortunately, although Yang Jian offered to lend him the knife, his compatibility with the knife was too low.

Accompanied by the strange sound of a lifetime of flesh being cut open.

A man with the shadow of a headless ghost.

It is also the rarest prop.

Looking at this figure, the fairy tale prince's face was filled with solemnity and fear.

It feels like staring into the abyss.

The air was filled with a nauseating smell of blood.

If he had Yang Jian's ghost sword in his hand just now.

A pale hand covered in blood suddenly stretched out from the wound in the void.

Counting the ghosts he also owned, Chen Ge found that although the ghosts under his hands had the potential to awaken ghosts, they were unable to cause real harm to the guy in front of him.

The sudden change in difficulty was a bit difficult for him to accept.

Seeing this scene gradually turning into blood and seeping into the ground, Constantine's expression changed drastically.

He didn't notice that right above him, a spider-like figure was lurking above his head.

Constantine felt a distortion in the space.

There was disgust on his face and fear in his eyes, which eventually turned into viciousness.

"What the hell is going on with this guy?"

Just like now.

[Tip: Don’t get involved in too high-end battles, your strength is not much stronger than that of mice to them.]

With the appearance of this figure, it began to rain in the sky.

As a palace guard, this was the first time he received this leisurely task.

Lu Xin glanced at his sister and said worriedly.

Can't stay any longer.

This doomed him to failure.

This prop will activate naturally.

Then his figure suddenly twisted.

After observing for a moment, I determined that this guy was still walking away.

The younger sister rolled her eyes and looked at the sky.

You thought he was showing his true strength.

They were all stab wounds.

"What kind of blessing?"

You can faintly hear the sound of suona.

"..."

He is very strong.

See him like this.

Chen Ge shook his head in his mind and decided that his first priority after this mission was to develop his own ghost.

It felt like going from the normal world to a terrifying hell.

The only use of this item is to bear the damage for the owner.

Now, all he can do is drag this troublesome guy to prevent him from causing trouble to Xu Yuan.

This figure is none other than Lu Xin.

"Some kind of virtual teleportation method?"

"It's surprisingly reassuring. Is this how you can become the first player and the beacon of humanity?"

Behind Him.

He looked at the scene in front of him with a confused expression.

After a simple contact, Chen Ge has discovered that the strength of Xu Yuan, the first person, is really unfathomable.

Seize the opportunity as soon as possible.

Looking at the place where the butcher disappeared with a confused look on his face, the fairy tale prince didn't know who he was looking for to cause trouble.

He met Yang Jian.

As a red-shirted being, although he is vicious, cruel and despicable.

Prudence is a virtue possessed by almost every Red-level warrior.

But in fact, what he showed was just the tip of the iceberg of his strength.

He longs to fight.

Suddenly disappeared.

This prop has one characteristic.

"The opponent's ghost puzzle is very tricky. Are you sure you won't get hurt?"

Poof!

"Forehead……"

Face Him.

The fairy tale prince did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

It was as if he had seen something very terrifying before being beheaded.

In the rain of blood, this figure wearing a felt hat stood quietly on the spot.

I am afraid that the beheading of Constantine has been completed.

He knew that there was a butcher who could contain the red-clad intruder who appeared from nowhere.

This figure "swam" down from the wall silently, raised the short knife in his hand, and wiped it towards his neck.

"It's so beautiful! Xia Guo's BOY~ But this won't hurt me!"

In the middle of this area.

The backlash of the ghost sword came, leaving a huge wound on his body.

"In addition, Lu Xin was also attacked by him with a kind of ghost blood. This kind of ghost blood has special corrosive properties and can inactivate people's blood and corrode the body. You must be careful."

"If you want to defeat him, you must find a way to restrict his movements... It's a bit troublesome."

But at this moment, he heard a short scream.

Although he used the token to summon this terrifying guy.

…

"If there are surrogate tools, it will be too difficult to kill directly. Let's try the ghost first!"

"We can only drag it on for now."

He felt like he had suddenly entered a hellish underworld game from a simple daily game.

A crusade against this damn human being.

Seeing this scene, Yang Jian frowned.

It surged out of Chen Ge's shadow like a wave.

Wearing an aristocratic dress, Edward Paul's body is like a ghost, looming in the air.

Looking at Constantine who was gradually calming down below, Lu Xin's eyes became numb and cold.

It's just that this paper man's head is very weird.

But the figure that sneaked up on him had already left his attack range and was lurking on a paper bell tower.

A figure was dressed entirely in black and wore a felt hat, revealing his pale hands and chin. He was holding two blood-stained boning knives. The strong smell of blood and murderous intent floated around his body, forming a blood-colored air current.

With his eyes buried in the shadows, the butcher did not speak or react.

He is one of the few people who is about to enter that terrifying state with only his own negative will.

The smell of blood is permeating the air.

A type of cursed item.

The sudden severe pain made Constantine scream.

"Without Guixi, it's very difficult to kill this guy. What should I do?"

It's raining in the alley.

"The smell of knives..."

The two blood swords in his hands are two cursed tools.

Seeing the system prompts, Constantine immediately became energetic.

Who knows if we wait any longer, this guy will do something else.

This hand stretched out the wound and suddenly grabbed the crack in the void that it wanted to close, preventing the space from healing.

Then another equally pale hand stretched out and grabbed the other side of the crack.

The sound of flesh being cut was heard.

"Very good! Then it's time for me to set off!"

Because the madman in front of him only has killing in his heart.

Simply killing for the sake of killing.

It is precisely because of this pure desire to kill that he is even more terrifying.

Poof!

There, it has become a purgatory of red and black.

Endless black hair.

when!

The sound of metal collision formed a spherical shock wave, which pushed away the surrounding rain and black flames, leaving behind a huge vacuum field.

Watching Constantine frantically attacking all around.

"Sure enough, ordinary weapons cannot cause fatal damage to this guy."

Life-saving props like this are very rare.

At this time, the expression on this human face was distorted and looked frightened.

Thinking of this, Yang Jian's forehead bulged, and a blood-red eyeball came out of it.

At this time, the Prajna mask on Miyamoto Hanzo's face suddenly cracked.

Dark sand filled with resentment then erupted from his body.

"Succeeded!"

Props for death.

Stab!

There are too many surprises in this human being.

No purpose, no mood, no thoughts.

His eyes moved slightly and looked in another direction.

A paper head.

The next second.

He looked at the pitted dagger in his hand that was corroded by Constantine's blood, and shook his head regretfully.

This is his chosen opponent, the first from a certain country.

That was also the scene of Xu Yuan's real battle.

It seems like shotguns flying everywhere.

"Some kind of scapegoat?"

pity.

A twisted girl like a spider was lying on the roof of the bell tower, turning her head 180 degrees, looking at her brother with a smile.

"Butcher, I need your help."

He saw the butcher suddenly lift his feet and walk forward.

Constantine couldn't react.

Seeing his reaction, the fairy tale prince also had a few veins bulging on his forehead.

[Failure punishment: Believe me, you won’t like this kind of punishment.]

The ghost shadow beneath him spread, and he soon found the footprints left by Miyamoto Hanzo on the ground.

You never know how deep he is, nor do you know how many trump cards he has.

Then a round object rolled over.

Black hair!

He looked up and found that the butcher who had been silent just now raised his head and looked in the direction where his domain was being eroded.

But he was still wary of the guy in front of him.

There was silence in response to him, and the butcher in front of him didn't even raise his head.

The fairy tale prince has no choice at all.

He now had some doubts as to whether he had done the right thing by calling such a guy.

He could only say what he wanted to say on his own.

Fully half of the area is composed of normal human faces.

Now, the battle comes!

As the task prompt falls.

Thick moisture began to rise.

It can cause synchronized damage to the target by slashing the target's shadow.

"Brother, you can use me~ I can make that guy into a toy."

Click!

"..."

The cracks in the space filled with blood are gradually closing.

A dull shadow of Miyamoto Hanzo appeared in Yang Jian's eyes.

Yang Jian looked at the masked man dressed as an island country in front of him, his face was indifferent.

I have never seen Yang Jian before.

"..."

The next second.

But the boring patrol mission also made him extremely irritable.

…

Dark and sticky "blood" flowed from this mask.

Blood rain and paper money are entangled.

Thick rain of blood fell from the sky.

Thick and dense rain of blood.

On that side.

[Task requirement: Follow the fairy tale prince to defeat the false prince. 】

As long as he solves the problem.

Standing in this alley.

Although Zanshe's black hair engulfed his location, he could always appear suddenly from another place.

In an instant.

As the ghost shadow covered his footprints.

That's a head.

And most of them are scrapped after being used once.

Two figures are fighting fiercely.

"My domain has been invaded by another guy. I hope you can help me kill him. Of course, if you can't kill him, you can also hold him back."

at the same time.

A deep and terrifying voice suddenly sounded, carrying a strong murderous intention, which shocked the fairy tale prince's heart.

It explains the fact that two terrifying beings are fighting.

Whenever the owner is fatally injured.

But he was never arrogant or careless.

Without thinking, Yang Jian slashed at the phantom with his knife.

Even a simple touch will be eroded by that knife.

"Hehe, don't worry, that ghost bride has changed the rules here, and I can use all my power."

Veins bulged on the back of the Fairy Tale Prince's hand, and the butcher knife in his hand suddenly accelerated, making a deep wound in the void.

The palms are long and strong, covered with long scars.

Yang Jian unexpectedly discovered that Miyamoto Hanzo, who was struck by the ghost sword, did not suffer any harm.

The other figure was wearing a suit and a long black trench coat. His smile was like a clown's, full of ferocious smiles. His long black hair seemed to move freely like a living creature, and he held a blood-blade straight knife in his hand.

The two figures were none other than the Butcher who came out of the sky and Xu Yuan who was fused with the shadow double.

The two of them had been fighting for a long time at this time.

But there is no difference in victory or defeat.

(End of chapter)