Nightmare Attack

Chapter 397 Disguise

Chapter 397 Disguise

Darkness gathered behind him, like a pool of viscous black water, and countless black and red lines emerged on Wei Jinting's exposed skin, like brand marks.

The lines are both a curse and a shackle.

Wu stared at him with great interest, and the knife in his hand seemed to have a consciousness of its own, making a buzzing sound similar to excitement.

Pulling the corner of his mouth, Wuna's originally handsome face began to turn ferocious. He stared intently at Wei Jinting's eyes, which were filled with longing.

Compared with the person in front of him, the ghost stories he collected before are all rubbish, this is what he wants!

He wants to make Wei Jinting his perfect collection.

Become the scariest monster!

The darkness entrenched beside Wubody boiled completely, without any warning, as if a black ocean had ushered in a storm.

In the next second, the two blurred shadows collided fiercely, and the aftermath was like two waves of black waves.

Xueliang's blade left a deep mark on Wei Jinting's body. If he hadn't dodged in time, he would have even cut off his entire left arm.

Wei Jinting's normally normal left arm became gray, with a lifeless breath permeating it, countless blood vessels were broken, and fresh blood dripped continuously along the slender fingertips.

The splashed blood swims along the tip of the knife, giving people a shocking beauty.

What's even more strange is that the blood seemed to come alive, boiling violently and turning into countless dark red veins.

The black and red curse that was originally on Wei Jinting's body actually appeared on Wu's arm holding the knife, and even wrapped around the knife.

The curses were densely packed, wriggling like young snakes, rushing toward Wu's body and heart.

He raised his hand, looked at the curse wriggling desperately, Wu showed a disappointed expression, "Is that all?" He waved the knife with a light shake, and shattered the curse wrapped around the knife.

Immediately afterwards, countless curses lurking around twisted into dozens of chains, stabbing at him like a sword, like a python smelling blood.

At this time the room had disappeared, and the place where the two of them stood was a dark ocean.

The chain formed entirely by the curse swept across towards Wu, but the latter had no intention of avoiding it at all, and cut it off with a knife.

Cursed chains are not afraid of death, pouring out like a black ocean, Wu is the one who is swimming against the current with a knife.

During the fight, he found the opponent's weakness.

It seems that he can only use the chain attack formed by the condensed power of the curse, and when he fought for the first time, he was injured by himself who was close behind him after just a short encounter.

As long as you get close to him, the game is over.

As if he had figured out Wu's thoughts, Wei Jinting's body was tightly wrapped by countless chains of curses, as if he was hiding under a black and red waterfall of curses.

The light of the knife is airtight, and after the chains are broken, it turns into a dark red curse splash, which touches the body. Although it is not fatal, it will also cause trouble for oneself.

It is not easy to get close to him.

In the next second, after cutting off a chain that was sneaking behind him, Wu's figure suddenly appeared next to the huge picture book.

With one hand attached to the picture book, the picture book was slowly opened, and a gloomy aura gushed out, and then, a scalp-numbing scene appeared.

An arm stretched out from the album, still covered in blood.

No.

More than one.

There are dozens of arms, the arms are leaden gray, and you can tell that they are not the hands of living people, and the fingers are bent into claws, and countless ghosts crawl out of the picture book.

Wei Jinting, who saw this scene through the gap, suddenly narrowed his eyes.

This Wu. actually released the ghost in the strange talk.

Dozens of ghosts rushed over, grabbed the chains, and bit them wildly. Although there were ghosts who were strangled by the chains from time to time, or couldn't bear the curse, their bodies exploded, but this really brought Wei Jinting a lot of trouble. .

Taking advantage of the short moment when the chains were entangled by the group of ghosts, Wu had already cut off the curse in front of him, and came all the way to Wei Jinting.

In the next second, the sharp blade pierced through the latter's body.

A mouthful of blood was vomited out, the abnormality on Wei Jinting's body melted like ice and snow, and the surrounding darkness receded like a tide.

Room 808 is still under their feet.

Staring at the half-life man in front of him, Wei Jinting pulled out the knife blankly, clutching his wound, and staggered back a few steps, but managed to stand still in the end.

"Huh, huh" he panted heavily, the knife that stabbed him seemed weird, the wound seemed to be being torn apart continuously, excruciatingly painful.

He knew that the knife was also stained with curses.

This despair and curse, which has nothing to bear, is no less than himself.

"Ahem." He coughed violently, and then wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his backhand. After a while, he grinned, revealing his blood-stained teeth: "You are more troublesome than I thought."

Wu looked at him and didn't answer, a cold glow flowed from the edge of the blade beside him.

"Oh, it hurts me to death." Wei Jinting lost his power in an instant, and while covering his wound, leaning his back against the wall, he said in a very unbearable manner: "You are so ruthless, just wait, I remember Stop you!"

"My ability is not suitable for fighting, so it is not shameful to say that I can't beat you this time, and I have agreed to a one-on-one fight, but you are still fooling me!" He complained with some regret: "If I had known it, I would have held my little one!" Ran Ran is here, and he will hack you to death in minutes."

"People who lose the door will no longer have memories." Wu looked at Wei Jinting, who had lost his resistance, as if looking at a beloved collection, "So whether you remember me or not is meaningless. In the end, it will be for you Said, the result is the same."

Wu looked Wei Jinting up and down, the satisfaction in his eyes couldn't be hidden, collections with doors are rare.

"Maybe it hurts a little." I didn't want to talk nonsense any more, and walked towards him slowly with the knife in my hand, "bear it, soon" he paused, "you won't feel the pain anymore."

"Wait!" Wei Jinting looked at Wu who was getting closer, took off his hood, and shouted, "I still have something to discuss with you."

Staring at Wei Jinting's face, Wu was taken aback for a moment, then nodded slightly as if he suddenly understood something, "So this is your ability."

"Okay, okay, I'm convinced, can't I take it!" Wei Jinting, who completely changed his appearance, shouted: "My ability is to disguise, and I prefer to read gentle horror comics than horror comics." novel."

"So if you let me into your strange talk, it's a violation of civic consciousness." Wei Jinting snorted twice, threatening: "This is illegal! The police uncle won't let you go. I have to treat you to peanuts."

A trace of impatience flashed across Wu's face, he was not a good talker, especially for such vexatious guys.

Seeing Wudong's killing intent, Wei Jinting hastily shouted: "You can't kill me, if you kill me, then we all have to die!"

(End of this chapter)