Strange Resurrection: Opening to Control Time
11 Not alive, not dead, staring at people

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Zi la!

A sound that sounded like brocade cracking rang out.

A crack was torn open in the thick white fog.

Wu Jian, who was holding the broken sword, slowly walked into the crack.

The white mist that had split open suddenly closed up, sealing off the path of retreat.

Standing in the cold white fog, Wu Jian felt a mixture of incense ash and rotting smell.

You have stepped into a strange ghost's domain, and this ghost is full of malice towards you.

Your appearance immediately attracted his attention. Look, he has already sent you a greeting gift.

Da da da da.

Footsteps sounded.

A black shadow appeared from the white fog.

"Someone's here. That's great. Are you here to save us?”

Amidst the excited shouts.

Seven to eight pale-faced men, women, and children surrounded Wu Jian.

Their expressions were terrified and their eyes were in a daze.

She looked like she was frightened.

"Stop!"

Wu Jian took a step back. Looking at these men, women, old and young, his eyes narrowed slightly.

On these guys.

He smelled a nauseating smell of decay.

"Brother, didn't you send someone from outside to get us out? This white fog was too terrifying. Many people had died here! Take us out."

The man in the lead took a step forward, his pale face full of pleading.

“…………”

She narrowed her eyes and looked at the man.

Wu Jian's left eye flickered.

He saw a different light in this guy.

It was a deep blue color.

He didn't look like a living person.

However, its expression was lively and flexible, unlike the stiff and cold corpse that was dominated by strangeness.

"Is it a human being affected by the strange? Perhaps they are already dead."

Looking at the other figures, there were very old people, children who were still changing their teeth, workers in work clothes, and white-collar workers in suits.

All of them had pale faces and rotten bodies.

The time torch in his body had turned from a warm white light to a faint blue candle.

They might still be alive, but there was a high chance that they were already dead.

Under the effect of the ghost fog.

They became existences that were neither alive nor dead.

"A few days ago, there should have been rescue personnel coming in. Where are they now?”

Wu Jian was silent for a moment before he asked the bearded man.

He remembered the information he saw on the forum.

This ghost fog had already drowned three strange controllers. He wanted to know information about these three strange controllers.

It would be best if they were still alive.

If they died, then when he went deep into the ghost fog, he would not only have to deal with the ghost fog that was full of malice towards him.

At the same time, he had to be careful of the sinister ghosts that had revived in the three strange controllers.

"Rescuers? We didn't see you. You were the only one who came in these few days.”

The bearded man shook his head with a blank expression.

"Did you see anyone else come in?”

"No, only this little brother has come into the fog these few days.”

The others also shook their heads, indicating that they did not see anyone else.

"Is that so?"

Nodding his head, Wu Jian looked at these ten plus figures and softly spoke.

"Then I want to know, how did you find me in such a thick fog?”

“…………”

It was as if he had triggered some kind of mechanism.

Their faces stiffened.

They stared blankly.

He looked straight at Wu Jian.

Their eyes were like two deep wells, emitting endless malice.

"Why are you asking so many questions? Shouldn't you save us first?"

The hoarse voices of men and women, old and young, mixed together, forming an overlapping voice that made people's scalps numb.

A cold aura erupted from their bodies, connecting and mixing together.

This aura finally entered their eyes, forming a strange power filled with evil intentions.

Looking into their eyes, Wu Jian's consciousness began to wander.

He felt as if he was falling into darkness. The feeling of weightlessness made his consciousness gradually go blank.

It kept falling.

His consciousness was constantly being stripped away and disappeared.

He gradually forgot himself.

He forgot his consciousness.

It turned into 'nothing'.

When his consciousness completely dissipated.

Wu Jian's body gradually stiffened.

The death of his consciousness caused his body to misjudge.

His body gradually stopped moving.

Death.

He arrived as promised.

But at this moment.

Wu Jian's left eye suddenly started to spin randomly.

An evil light flashed in his left eye, and the short needle suddenly jumped back.

Clang!

The power to reverse time erupted at this moment.

It forcefully gathered his consciousness again and reconstructed it.

Wu Jian's lifeless eyes instantly regained their light.

A cold killing intent burst out.

"Die!"

He tightened his grip on the sword, and a sharp and cold aura entered his body.

The medium that locked his gaze was formed, and he swung his saber horizontally.

Puff!

In an instant, heads rolled.

Their heads were directly chopped off by the broken sword.

The terrifying law of certain death erupted.

The strange power on these people was directly crushed by this law and turned into real corpses.

Their bodies quickly rotted.

Only two black eyeball-like shadows were left on the spot.

It fell into a dead silence.

"Hu! Whoosh! Phew!"

After panting for a while, Wu Jian's pounding heart finally slowed down.

The fall of his consciousness just now made him feel a different kind of fear.

The horror of his consciousness gradually being worn away by the darkness was even more despairing than the pain.

Fortunately, the power of the Time Creature was still powerful, pulling him back from the abyss of death.

After regaining consciousness, he activated the power of the broken sword and killed all of them.

The taste of death was not pleasant at all.

You almost fell into the abyss of death after being stared at by the Man-marking Sly.

Unfortunately, the Time Demon was too strong.

The man-marking monster could make one's consciousness sink, but it couldn't silence the time monster.

You're alive again.

Ghost Mist suffered a huge loss this time. The puzzle that he had painstakingly obtained had now become your trophy.

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