Chapter 1292 He Has Light on Him (Long Chapter, Please Give Me Monthly Votes)

Chapter 1293 There is light on him (long chapter, please vote)

"What's going on?"

The staff wearing a full set of protective clothing looked up at the flashing light above his head.

"There should be something wrong with the power supply system above," the staff next to him looked up at the light and said quickly, "Don't worry, there is a backup power supply in the containment area below, it will be fine soon."

As he spoke, the flashing light stabilized and stopped flashing.

"That's good," the staff in full protection nodded slightly, then he suddenly realized something and looked at the metal wall in front of him, "No, the cursed key."

"Don't worry, the core area of ​​the containment is independently powered, and each item in Area C has a separate power supply," the staff next to him smiled, "The cursed key will be fine."

He stretched out his hand and pointed to the light next to him, "Look, the cursed key is still..."

His words froze.

The light that originally showed green turned red at some point.

"Maybe there's something wrong with the equipment," the fully armed staff member raised his hand and held the lever of the observation window on the metal wall next to him, "We'll know when we see it with our own eyes."

"You're crazy," the staff member next to him raised his head and held his colleague's hand, "The cursed key will randomly match the cursed object, and anyone who has seen the cursed key will become its priority target. You're going to see it directly, aren't you looking for death?"

He turned around and picked up the emergency phone next to him, "We have to report the matter to the boss and ask them to come down and take a look. It's very likely that there is a problem with the equipment. They can only handle this level of seal."

"It's too late to go through the process now,"

The fully armed staff member directly pulled the lever, and with a slight sound, an observation window suddenly opened from the wall.

At the same time, he groped and reached out, unscrewed a hidden cover next to it, revealing a bright red button inside.

And his eyes stayed on the observation window that had just been opened. Behind the observation window was not transparent glass, but a narrow display.

The content on this display was very simple, with only a silver metal table.

On the metal table was a silver disc with various scales, but at this moment, there was nothing on the disc.

"It's gone."

The fully armed staff stared at the scene blankly, and then he pressed the red button next to him without hesitation.

Woo——

The shrill alarm sounded throughout the building in an instant.

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Bang, bang, bang——

The crisp knocking sound echoed in the ears of the ponytailed young man and in his mind.

He knew very well what the sound was.

The knocking sound of the cursed key.

This extraordinary item was originally just an ancient Sinan model collected by a collector, consisting of a chassis and a magnetic spoon-shaped pointer.

Although it is not an antique, it is the collector's favorite collection because of its exquisite workmanship and is placed in the most conspicuous place in the collector's "exhibition hall".

The collector would carefully organize each of his collections every night before going to sleep.

One night, when this collector was organizing his collections, a group of thieves broke into his home.

The thieves did not expect to run into the collector, so they tied him up, knocked him unconscious, and threw him into the corner of the room.

But the collector did not faint completely, he always woke up and tried to ask for help.

And his actions were discovered by the leader of the thieves every time, and then he would hit the collector's head with a Si Nan he picked up, and then knocked him unconscious again.

This knocking continued for an unknown number of times until the collector's skull was completely shattered and blood covered his cheeks.

The thieves looted the collector's home and even cruelly killed the collector's wife and daughter who heard the noise.

Not long after, all the thieves were arrested.

But soon after they entered prison, they died strangely with broken skulls and blood on their faces.

Some of their cellmates said that they saw someone lying on them at night and hitting their heads with a spoon.

However, the revenge did not end with the death of the last person. Later, all those who had seen the "spoon" began to die for unknown reasons.

If no new person has seen the spoon after the last person dies, then after a period of waiting, the Cursed Key will randomly select a person to kill, centered on the place where the last person died, until a new "witness appears".

This is the story about the Cursed Key that the ponytail youth has seen.

It is impossible to test when this spoon appeared and when it started killing people, and even whether it appeared in the Middle-earth is impossible to test.

From the experiments of the Institute, this thing kills people regardless of distance.

So the Institute just put these as background stories in the research materials of the Cursed Key.

At the end of the story about the Cursed Key, an old researcher of the Institute used himself as bait to lure the Cursed Key into the "containment" equipment set up by the Institute and controlled this thing.

This thing is also the only extraordinary item that no one has "borrowed" under any circumstances.

Because until now, the Institute has not fully figured out its operating principle and can only imprison and contain it.

No one is sure whether they can completely take it back after lending it out.

And the ‘Cursed Key’ has no entity. Although everyone can see that it is a black spoon, no one can really touch it, and no one can see clearly what it really looks like.

So the ponytailed young man only saw the introduction of this ‘Cursed Key’ in stories and materials.

He did not expect that he would be so ‘lucky’ to become the first ‘attacker’ chosen by the Cursed Key.

Next, as long as someone saw the process of him being attacked, this ‘curse’ would continue to be passed on.

He opened his mouth and wanted to shout something, but finally stopped.

Bang, bang, bang.

The crisp knocking sound rang in his mind.

He could feel that his body had completely fallen to the ground, his vision was already dark, and his consciousness was rapidly fading away.

He reached out and groped, trying to grab something beside him.

But his consciousness was getting darker and faster, and his control over his body was also fading away at a speed he could perceive.

At the end of his consciousness completely disappearing, he seemed to hear a slight sound of footsteps stopping beside him.

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Under the flickering lights, He Ao lowered his head and looked at the ponytail figure lying on the ground in front of him.

In his "naked eyes", a blurry, distorted figure was kneeling on the ponytail figure, holding a black, somewhat old spoon in his hand, knocking on the back of the ponytail figure's head over and over again.

This figure did not have a physical state, but with every "knock" of it, the back of the ponytail figure's head trembled.

He Ao could feel that some "cracks" were about to spread on the back of the ponytail youth's head.

The ponytail youth had a strong power in his body, exceeding the threshold of C-level. Although He Ao did not see this guy on the C-level list of Nandu, this guy was obviously already a C-level.

Theoretically, this kind of small spoon would not be able to break the skull of a C-level person.

But as if there is some special 'rule', when the spoon is struck, cracks will appear on the head of the ponytailed young man.

In a sense, this 'crack' is not caused by the strike, it is the manifestation of the invisible 'killing' power.

After He Ao saw the spoon and the phantom, he could vaguely feel that some invisible connection was being generated between him and the spoon.

Is it an extraordinary item that transmits power with observation and vision?

He Ao stared at the phantom holding the spoon in front of him, raised his hand, and stretched it towards the phantom in front of him.

His fingertips passed through the phantom easily.

This phantom has no entity.

He Ao let some of his consciousness cover his fingertips to 'touch' the phantom.

But he still did not touch any 'entity', and his hand still passed through the phantom without hindrance.

There is not even a spirit body, pure phantom?

He Ao retracted his hand and looked at the distorted figure in front of him.

The knocking phantom seemed to have noticed He Ao's movements. It raised the spoon and raised its head. The twisted shadow grinned and showed He Ao a vague and hideous smile.

The spoon in its hand trembled slightly, as if saying,

'Don't worry, you're next. '

Then it turned around and continued to wave the spoon as if it didn't care about He Ao beside it.

But this time, its spoon didn't wave down.

Its raised hand was gently caught by He Ao's outstretched hand, and it couldn't wave it down anyway.

It stared at the figure in front of it with wide eyes and twisted eyes.

It seemed unable to understand how He Ao "caught" it.

Orange-gray eyes flashed from He Ao's eyes. He calmly stared at the twisted phantom in front of him, raised his hand slightly, and took the "spoon" from the phantom's hand in the phantom's eyes as if the phantom's brain had crashed.

Strictly speaking, He Ao really couldn't catch this phantom.

This phantom itself does not actually have any entity. It is just a phantom projected on He Ao's "cognition" like a holographic projection.

In essence, there is nothing on the ponytail youth.

It's just that people can "see" this thing.

In theory, He Ao can't catch a "holographic phantom" projected on his retina.

But he can change the "bottom code" of the world and the program of this "holographic phantom" to make it cooperate with He Ao's actions, and it looks like it is "caught" by He Ao.

No matter what this "phantom" is essentially, it has a structure at the bottom of the world. As long as He Ao grasps its fundamental state at the bottom of the world, he can naturally grasp it.

This involves the structure of the bottom of the world.

Ordinary C-level, or even B-level, will not have this ability.

But He Ao happens to have it.

The orange-gray light slowly disappeared in his eyes, and the lines of the distorted figure at the bottom of the world were also gently moved by him.

He is trying to make this thing show its true form.

Woo——

The shrill alarm sounded in the tall building.

"Which department?"

At this time, Ye Yun rushed into the office with his sister. He looked up and looked at the twisted figure whose wrist was grabbed by He Ao. He looked at the black spoon that He Ao took from the twisted figure and was slightly stunned.

For a moment, his brain was a little down.

After a long while, he reacted and immediately covered his sister's eyes and said hoarsely, "Is that the 'Cursed Key'?"

As the person in charge of Nandu, he wrote down the information of every extraordinary item received by Nandu.

"Is this thing called this?"

He Ao looked at the small black spoon in his 'hand' and loosened his hand that was pinching the wrist of the illusory figure. "I said, this spoon should be the core."

As he spoke, the body of the twisted phantom began to deform violently and then broke.

The scattered light merged into the dark spoon in He Ao's hand.

In this scattered light, he vaguely saw some 'shadows' that seemed to come from the soul.

Some broken souls were also integrated into this spoon.

So it just made such a "personalized" action?

Unfortunately, under the impact of the power of this spoon, this soul has already gone crazy and completely broken.

Of course, these broken shadows seem to be more than one kind, scattered and filled with various shapes.

It seems that for every dead person, this spoon will absorb the other party's soul. Those that cannot be completely absorbed will become impurities, trapped in this spoon, and become part of the twisted madness of this spoon.

He Ao raised his hand, disturbed the structure of the spoon at the bottom of the world, and tore it apart.

The soul fragments imprisoned in the spoon surged with the tearing, and one by one floated in the void, like rainbow bubbles rising to the sky, one by one collapsed and dissipated.

During the whole process, He Ao has been doing this "kneading" action.

Some soul fragments were buried too deep, and he needed to "tear" them hard to squeeze them out of this spoon.

"Brother, there is light on He Bu."

Ye Ying, who had been blindfolded, suddenly spoke softly.

"What light?"

Ye Yun was slightly stunned, and began to wonder if his sister had reached the age of first love.

"I can't explain it clearly," Ye Ying paused, "there is light. Although I can't see anything, I can feel his presence. He is standing there, standing in the light."

Ye Yun stretched out his other hand, touched his sister's forehead with the back of his hand, and then touched his own.

No fever.

Why is there an illusion?

Ye Ying: ······

At this time, He Ao had squeezed out the last 'bubble'.

Then he tried to disturb the bottom of the world, trying to make this 'spoon' that was already 'real and virtual' completely reveal its entity.

But no matter how he tried, the spoon remained illusory and began to establish a connection with Ye Ying and Ye Yun next to it.

He Ao was silent for a moment, and began to borrow the power of the Eye of Truth, merge the divine consciousness, and carve a control array on this spoon that was real and virtual.

Although this spoon has strange abilities, its inherent power is not strong. In addition, He Ao is experienced, so he quickly carved the basic control array.

Then he raised his palm lightly, and the somewhat blurry black spoon, as if collapsed, gathered together and turned into a finely crafted stone spoon.

He Ao weighed the spoon and found it was not light.

Ye Yun, who was standing aside, was stunned to see all this, "He, He Bu, did you make it show its true state?"

"Ah?"

He Ao held the spoon in his hand, slightly stunned, and looked at Ye Yun in confusion, "Isn't this thing like this?"