Weng!
Congratulations on successfully controlling the Strange Emperor Bell.
I can only say that it's ridiculous.
"From now on, your broken sword will lose its position as the second because the Strange Emperor Clock is a more complete artifact than" Him ".
As for what kind of power the Strange Emperor Bell had?
Haven't you already experienced it? Was the feeling of being killed by the Emperor Bell not painful at all?
You can often use this thing to help those who have lived enough.
You could also use it to hold rituals and consciousness. The Strange Emperor Bell was a professional in this kind of work.
Oh right, don't count on this thing too much in combat. There are specializations in techniques, and the broken sword is better than him in combat.
The Strange Era's notification was jumping.
Wu Jian was not in the mood to care.
He was very tired.
The third layer of the Ghost's Domain of Time was draining his stamina and energy every second.
In just a short while, he felt as if he had run another 50 kilometers with weights.
She was tired and sleepy.
It was as if his body had been emptied.
Putting the Strange Emperor Bell into his pocket, he staggered out of the warehouse.
He was no longer interested in the other strange things in the warehouse.
The third layer of the Ghost's Domain of Time had taken too much time from these strange things, and they had already entered a weak and silent state.
Moreover, compared to the strangeness that Wu Jian was currently controlling.
The strangeness that had been weakened to the limit by the Time Bizarre was too weak. There was no need to waste energy to control it.
After passing through the iron gate, Wu Jian returned to the corridor.
Qin Shuyu, who was still frozen in time with a smile on her face, had no idea what had happened.
"Yes."
The pupil of his left eye trembled slightly, and the spreading Ghost's Domain suddenly retracted.
Time resumed its flow.
"Wu Jian, let's go out first. There's a problem here, let's wait for a while before retrieving the things.”
Qin Shuyu looked at the charred talisman with a serious expression on her beautiful face.
She knew that these scribbles had the power to suppress strangeness.
Now that the scribbles had disappeared, it meant that something terrible had happened in warehouse No. 1 that she could not understand.
She didn't know what exactly had changed, but she knew that it was no longer suitable for her to stay here.
“…………”
"Alright."
Wu Jian was silent for a moment before nodding.
Of course, he would not explain that he was the one who caused all the changes here.
After all, the method he used to obtain the Strange Emperor Bell was a little disgraceful.
Now that Qin Shuyu seemed to have misunderstood something, he would let her continue to misunderstand.
This could also save him a lot of trouble.
"You rest here first. I'll go out and do something.”
After bringing Wu Jian to a lounge, Qin Shuyu turned around and left in a hurry.
Looking at her disappearing figure, Wu Jian silently poured himself a glass of water and poured it into his stomach.
"I'm sorry…"
Touching the Strange Emperor Bell in his pocket, Wu Jian placed the cup of water on the table and leaned against the sofa to close his eyes.
He guessed that this place would become very lively later.
…………
Reality proved it.
Wu Jian guessed correctly.
Not long after he fell asleep, warehouse number one was cordoned off.
A group of soldiers with resolute expressions sealed off the entire warehouse.
A few black off-road vehicles rushed into the courtyard.
A few figures with cold auras alighted from the car and walked into the warehouse.
The person in the lead was the expressionless Zhao Tiejun.
He brought half of the Bizarre Trainers stationed in the Imperial Capital to warehouse No. 1 and saw the completely ineffective scribbles.
"This is a charring phenomenon caused by an extremely powerful supernatural impact.”
A slightly thin and weak monster rider wearing old-fashioned gold-rimmed glasses adjusted his glasses and said indifferently.
"However, the strangeness in the warehouse didn't become restless because of the loss of the suppression of the scribblings.”
Another man who always had a big smile on his face narrowed his eyes and said. When he spoke, he always had an uncontrollable smile.
However, under his restraint, this smile did not turn into laughter.
"Could it be the work of the strange controller who came to take the ghost bell?”
The person who spoke was a thin woman. Her long hair was messy, her cheeks were sunken, and under her dark circles were a pair of lifeless eyes.
"That's impossible. The Ghost Character has created a terrifying balance with the Strange Door. Without the correct method to open the door, even if we came in together, we would still be suppressed by the Ghost Character. The strength of this suppression has already reached the level of an S-rank terrifying event. Although the Strange Controller who solved the ghost fog is strong, it can't be that strong.”
The man who spoke was very fat, and his voice was muffled. He was only wearing an oily black leather apron on his upper body, and his entire body emitted a nauseating smell of blood and decay.
However, the people present were not ordinary people. They did not care about the smell at all.
However, the supernatural aura on his body made everyone unconsciously pull away from him.
"Let's go take a look."
At this moment, Zhao Tiejun spoke.
He walked to the black iron gate and sized it up.
His eyes suddenly moved, and he raised his hand to touch a spot on the iron door.
There was a very subtle mark there.
This mark was similar to a palm print.
So…can I be shameless and ask for more data?
That ~ I will try my best to release more! Thank you, everyone! (Clenching fists)
That's right! This book definitely wouldn't be incomplete!
Absolutely not!
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