Chapter 540: Jumo Island (Forty-Six)

It became increasingly difficult to move his feet, and his shoulders became heavier.

Even the air that entered his lungs became extremely cold, making him shiver.

The inexplicable sense of oppression expanded rapidly in just a few seconds, leaving him with nowhere to escape.

When Tianma Xingkong arrived in front of the corpse, he was completely surrounded by fear...

He wanted to look back at his teammates, but found that he could no longer look away... His eyes were fixed on the face of the corpse, and his hands froze in place uncontrollably, keeping the flashlight tilted upward.

At this moment, a deathly silence descended.

Tianma Xingkong suddenly couldn't even hear his own breathing... He seemed to be standing in a still world, his body was shrouded in darkness, and his mind was occupied by fear.

It was at this moment that the corpse... stopped shaking.

He slowly raised his head, revealing his face hidden in the shadows.

Two turbid eyeballs flipped under his eyelids, and his tongue hanging at the edge of his mouth was dripping with saliva.

He grinned at Tianma Xingkong, but didn't say anything.

After a few seconds, his fingers twitched twice, and then his whole arm began to swing.

Then... the corpse raised his hands and tried to untie the rope around his neck.

But he couldn't untie it... because the rope was very tight.

"Uh... ah..." He made a few low and vague sounds in his throat, which sounded very painful.

After several unsuccessful attempts, he began to scratch his neck with his nails...

The sound of the flesh being scratched by nails was very interesting, and it sounded like a "muddy feeling".

Not long after, the neck of the "corpse" became a bloody mess. But he still refused to give in, and scratched more frantically...

The blood kept splashing and dripping on Tianma Xingkong's face and body.

Finally, a huge drop of blood fell on the glass at the front of the flashlight. So... everything in front of Xiao Ma Ge turned bright red.

Scarlet beams. The dark stage, the bloody performance, and the trembling audience.

Witnessing this vivid scene up close, Tianma Xingkong's fright level undoubtedly increased sharply, but he couldn't resist... because he had completely lost control of his body and couldn't even close his eyes.

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"What happened to him?" Honghu, who was standing in the distance, looked suspicious and said in a worried tone.

"Well... did you see any clues?" Jibe continued.

In their sight, the hanged corpse dozens of meters away was still floating in the air. And Tianma Xingkong was standing two meters in front of the corpse, holding a flashlight in a daze.

"Something is wrong... He has been standing motionless for two minutes." Feng Bujue continued with a serious expression, "I suspect... He was hit by a skill."

"Is it some kind of immobilization skill..." Honghu continued. He looked over there again, "But after immobilizing Tianma Xingkong, the 'hanging corpse' did not launch any subsequent attacks..."

"Maybe... the monster can't move when launching a skill?" Jibe guessed.

"That makes sense..." Honghu said, "Then we..." He turned to look at Feng Bujue, "Go up to help?"

"Yes. We must go... but it's best not to go together." Feng Bujue said, "Think about it... What if this is a regional skill that will hit everyone who walks into its range. Then we are likely to be wiped out here."

"Then... another one?" Jibu asked tentatively.

"No. Two." Feng Bujue replied, and turned to look at Honghu, "Jibu and I will go, you stay."

Honghu thought for two seconds: "You mean... if the situation is different..."

"... you can just launch an attack from a distance." Feng Bujue continued Honghu's words, "Use the light arrow to hit the corpse hanging in the air."

"What if I still can't solve the problem after I hit it..." Honghu said again.

"Then you can act according to the situation..." Feng Bujue said.

"Okay..." Honghu adjusted his glasses. He replied in a rather helpless tone.

Hong Hu also understood that Feng Bujue's decision to let him stay was a well-thought-out decision. The four words "act according to circumstances" contain great trust.

"OK. Then... Jibu." Brother Jue immediately patted Jibu on the shoulder and gestured, "Follow me." Before he finished speaking, he had already stepped out.

"Hey! Don't you want to ask for my opinion?" Jibu lowered his voice and roared, "I haven't agreed to go with you yet!"

Feng Bujue heard the sound and braked urgently, looking back at the other party: "Are you coming or not?"

In a sense, Brother Jue's words were indeed asking for opinions...

"Uh... come... come..." Jibu hesitated for two seconds, but still picked up the flashlight and followed.

"Hurry up if you come." Feng Bujue responded and turned around again.

He looked in all directions, listened to all directions, held a searchlight in his hand, and walked quickly. In a short while, he was close to Tianma Xingkong's back...

In Feng Bujue's eyes, the corpse did not become active, and he did not deliberately use the searchlight to illuminate the corpse's face.

"Hey, Xiaoma brother." Feng Bujue took only a dozen seconds to walk to one meter behind Tianma Xingkong, and gently called him, "It's me, what's wrong with you?"

After these two sentences, the other party did not respond at all.

Feng Bujue immediately turned his head and wanted to say something to Jibu behind him, but he didn't expect...

"Hmm?" Brother Jue turned around and found that the scene behind him had turned into a dark one. Where was there anyone?

At this moment, a chill came quietly...

This is definitely not a psychological effect (Brother Jue is very sure about this), but a real cold.

"Heh..." Facing this creepy scene, Feng Bujue actually laughed, "So that's it..." He muttered to himself, "This is the ability..."

After that, he turned and stepped forward, raised his hand to grab Tianma Xingkong's shoulder.

As a result... As soon as his palm touched Xiao Ma's body, the latter's head fell off and rolled to the ground...

"Hmm..." Feng Bujue looked at the head with blood on the face on the ground, and said in a relaxed tone, "It's a bit interesting... Is there anything else?"

"You seem..." The dead body hanging high up. At this time, he spoke, "...different."

"Oh? Why do you think so?" Feng Bujue walked around the "Xiao Ma" in front of him and walked to the front of the dead body.

"The fear in your heart..." the other party replied, "cannot be induced..."

"Do you need to tell me this?" Feng Bujue laughed, "I thought... you wanted to say that I was 'handsome and unique' or something like that."

"Hmph... don't be complacent..." the dead body snorted coldly, "You are still under my control..."

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Time goes back a little bit...

Look at one minute ago, from the perspective of Ji Bu...

He picked up the flashlight and followed Brother Jue forward.

No words along the way, more than ten seconds. The two had approached Tianma Xingkong and the hanging corpse.

"Hey, are you okay?" "Feng Bujue" in front said this, and then reached out to grab "Xiao Ma Ge"'s shoulder. As a result, the latter's head broke from the neck without any warning. It fell to the ground.

For a moment, a large amount of blood gushed out from the wound of "Tianma Xingkong". It seemed like a bloody rain fell around.

Faced with this sudden change. Ji Bu was naturally frightened and was a little at a loss.

At this moment, the headless body of "Tianma Xingkong" actually moved...

He suddenly turned around and shone the blood-stained flashlight in his hand towards "Feng Bujue".

When the scarlet light touched the body of "Feng Bujue", he screamed in pain, and his body turned into blood rapidly under the light...

"Ah——" Seeing this, Jibu shouted loudly.

As the saying goes, extreme joy leads to sorrow, and extreme fear leads to anger. Jibu at the moment obviously belongs to the latter situation.

Driven by fear, he lost his rational thinking and rushed up instinctively...

At this moment, what Jibu was thinking in his mind was: the headless "Tianma Xingkong" must not be himself, he has killed Feng Bujue, I can't just sit there and wait for death!

After making up his mind to attack, Jibu reached into his bag and wanted to take out a weapon.

Unexpectedly...

"What happened?" Atobe's face turned pale, because he suddenly found that his bag was empty...

"How is this possible..." Atobe quickly opened the game menu to check, but he was surprised to find that not only the bag, but also the skill bar was empty...

His heart and pupils were extremely contracted at this moment. He moved his eyes up and looked at the team bar again, and saw this line of words there: [No one can save you]

Atobe couldn't believe his eyes. He looked at the status bar again, but saw... his survival, physical and spiritual power values ​​were all empty, and the level was actually shown as level 1.

"Hehehe..." Suddenly there was a burst of laughter.

Atobe was startled instantly, took two steps back, and then looked up and looked in the direction of the sound.

It turned out that the corpse hanging in the air was laughing, and he was laughing so proudly...

A few seconds later, the corpse looked up and said, "Don't worry, you still have a companion..." He paused, and then continued grimly, "He is behind you now."

Snap--

Almost at the moment when the word "behind" came out, a bloody hand grabbed Atobe's shoulder.

"Don't look back!" Honghu's firm voice sounded, "Listen to me, Atobe, you don't have to be afraid, these are all illusions."

This sentence made Atobe calm down a little, and he nodded: "Then what should I do?"

"Don't panic, take a look at the task bar first." Honghu continued, "Just do it according to the content inside."

"Okay." Atobe responded with forced calmness, and at the same time, he opened the game menu again and entered the task bar.

Who would have thought... the window on the taskbar was a pale white with a line of bloody words in the middle - [Come to the underworld to accompany us...]

At the same time, the voice of "Honghu" suddenly turned into a shrill wail: "Have you finished reading... Take a snapshot..." (To be continued...)