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Chapter 205 The arm downstairs in the teaching building

To solve the problem of strange events, the conventional solution is to use various clues and reasonable analysis to deduce the truth behind the strange events, and then take action.

If it were a game, Xia Yanzhen would follow this process and it should be quite fun.

But the mission is not a game.

Xia Yanzhen doesn't think he's a smart person. He can be like a famous detective, who can deduce the whole story from just a few clues.

The reason for his good grades is the question-testing strategy, which he obtained by completing the questions.

At best, he is a smarter type.

What is his advantage? Is it his amazing wisdom and careful planning?

No, Xia Yanzhen's advantage is that he is "invulnerable to all attacks". In this case, he naturally has to give full play to his advantages.

Demolition of a house is impossible for others, but for Xia Yanzhen, just go to the first floor and destroy the load-bearing walls and columns.

The blood-burning sword, the blood-weeping gun and kicking are enough to break the load-bearing walls and columns into pieces.

It doesn't matter if you can't tell which are load-bearing walls and load-bearing columns, just destroy them all.

Counter walls and pillars are not spared.

After a lot of effort, the entire teaching building was successfully demolished into rubble.

There must be no one else inside anyway.

The sudden completion of an unknown strange event was an unexpected surprise. Xia Yanzhen originally thought it would have an impact.

Now that I am sure of success, my ideas suddenly broaden.

Xia Yanzhen's eyes changed when he looked at the other buildings.

Gao Qiang stretched out his hand and clicked several times near the injured leg, temporarily "stopping" the injury with internal force, and his movements were only slightly affected.

He glanced at the stairs that made the sound of winter, winter, winter, and then decisively opened the door and entered the classroom next to him, went to the balcony, and observed carefully.

Sure enough, he saw Xia Yanzhen next to the ruins, and immediately waved and shouted: "Brother Eleven! Brother Eleven! I'm here!"

After shouting a few times, Gao Qiang didn't see any reaction from Xia Yan.

"Can't you hear it?" He thought for a moment and looked down.

This is the third floor. With high strength, it is easy to jump down under normal circumstances without even breaking the skin.

But he just fell down the stairs and broke his leg, which made Gao Qiang hesitate a little.

What if something happens if I jump off a building?

At this moment, Gao Qiang saw a large amount of black smoke rising from the ruins of the teaching building.

"What?" Gao Qiang was startled, holding his shield in front of him.

The black smoke rose like black pillars.

It gradually condenses at a height of fifty or sixty meters, and slowly forms a huge black arm, surrounded by black air, exuding a frightening aura.

"..." Gao Qiang huddled behind the shield, only showing his eyes, observing with his peripheral vision.

The giant hand made of black smoke shook twice and then suddenly slapped downwards.

There is no force of wind and thunder, and the falling movement is silent.

"Brother Eleven, be careful!" Gao Qiang shouted.

When the black arms formed, Xia Yanzhen didn't react at all. The high-strength material meant that Xia Yanzhen shouldn't be able to see these things.

According to past experience, things that Xia Yanzhen cannot see will not cause any harm to him.

But the black arms covered him and came menacingly, so Gao Qiang still yelled out instinctively.

His voice echoed in the teaching building and did not reach outside at all.

Xia Yanzhen didn't hear it either.

He just felt the ground beneath his feet shake, and then sink downwards.

A palm print appeared under the feet, about half a meter deep.

"Something invisible is attacking me." Xia Yanzhen stabbed the blood-weeping gun into the ground. Ten seconds later, the ghost shooting DV appeared.

At this time, the huge black arm fell apart with one blow.

Only the black smoke birds are left.

Xia Yanzhen used the ghost shooting DV to see the rising black smoke.

"Is that all?" Xia Yanzhen observed the black smoke through the small screen.

They rose from the gaps in the ruins and went straight upward, showing only a slight movement.

Overall, it looks like the black pillar is more black than the main body of the smoke.

About thirty or forty meters in the air, the black smoke dissipated.

"Where are the hands?" The DV camera scanned the surroundings. Xia Yan really didn't see any giant hands, but unexpectedly saw Gao Qiang on the narrow balcony in the teaching building behind.

Xia Yanzhen moved the DV away, but Gao Qiang was still there.

He stretched out his hand and waved it twice.

Gao Qiang noticed Xia Yanzhen's movements and immediately jumped out from behind the shield, wildly waving the double-sided ax in his hand - Black Whirlwind.

"Brother Eleven? Brother Eleven!" Gao Qiang shouted, "Can you hear me?"

Xia Yanzhen first put away the Weeping Blood Gun and moved closer to the teaching building over there. His eyesight was amazing and he saw that Gao Qiang's mouth seemed to be moving, but no sound came out: "What are you talking about?"

"I...can you hear me? I can hear you!" Gao Qiang shouted.

"No sound?" Xia Yanzhen said, "I can't hear you. Forget it, I'll come up to you first. Just stay where you are and don't move."

"Brother Eleven, there is a ghost on the stairs, forget it, he can't hear it, it should be nothing -" Gao Qiang said indifferently, pointing wildly at the ruins of the teaching building behind Xia Yanzhen.

Xia Yanzhen turned around and looked over with his DV. The black smoke increased in number and gathered toward the center.

But this time it did not form a giant hand, but instead formed a line of black smoke downwards after gathering.

Xia Yan really thought about it and made a gesture to Tao E, indicating that he should go over there and take a look.

Arriving at the location of the gathering black smoke, Xia Yanzhen thrust his blood-burning sword downwards, knocking some rocks away.

Among the ruins, a deep black pit appeared at some point.

It is estimated to be about ten meters.

At the bottom of the pit, there is an arm.

As the arm appeared, a gust of cold wind hit him. Xia Yanzhen looked up and saw that the originally dark sky was covered by black clouds, and the visibility dropped.

In less than two seconds, huge raindrops fell from the sky.

Along with the strong wind, ghosts cried and wolves howled, pouring down.

"Is this... blood rain?" Xia Yanzhen wiped the raindrops on his face and found that the raindrops on his hands were dark red.

On the ruins and on the ground, winding blood-colored streams soon appeared.

The bloody rainstorm wet Xia Yanzhen, and he put the DV away. This thing is an electronic product and is not waterproof.

Gao Qiang in the teaching building has retreated to the classroom.

Blood rain poured in on the balcony, and within a minute there was water.

Xia Yanzhen was fine standing in the rainstorm, but Gao Qiang didn't dare to gamble.

Xia Yanzhen lowered his head and looked at the blood rising in the deep pit at his feet.

The arm floated on the water, close to the ground.

As the arm floated, Xia Yanzhen could clearly see the entire arm even if the visibility was very low.

This is a human-like right arm, cut off approximately one third of the way from the shoulder.

The fracture is extremely smooth, as if it was born that way.

The reason why it is said to be similar in shape is because this arm is very white and smooth, like porcelain. It is more like some kind of artwork than a real human right arm.

There were several rows of black text on the arm, which was so dense that Xia Yanzhen couldn't understand it at all.

The "Language and Text Translation" function of God's Dream is not functioning at this moment.

The five fingers of the palm are spread out, forming an angle of almost ninety degrees with the forearm.

Keep your arms straight and push your palms forward.

At the end of the palm, close to the wrist, a black sword hilt "grows out".

It should be something like a dagger or dagger, pierced from the palm to the forearm.

Just looking at it makes me feel a pain.

The blood rain continued, and the deep pit was filled with bloody water. The blood-colored water overflowed the pit and flowed around.

The white arms were swaying slightly on the water, not stained with any blood.

Xia Yanzhen bent down and picked up the arm.

He used the left hand that he had worn before entering the mission.

No black smoke suddenly erupted and enveloped the whole body, and no cold chill was transmitted to the body through the universe in the palm.

Xia Yanzhen thrust the blood-burning sword into the ground, then changed his right hand to pick up the severed arm.

It's soft and even warm in the hand, as if it had just fallen off a person's body.

The fingers are slender and just right, the nails are pink and tender, and even the elbow joints are flawless.

Judging from this flawless arm, what kind of crazy beauty would its owner be?

[Sealed right arm]

[One of the sealed limbs of the mysterious person. What will happen if you find all the limbs of the mysterious person and lift the seal? 】

【Scarlet Curse Blade】

[The Scarlet Queen’s favorite dagger, it followed the Scarlet Queen, harvested the lives of hundreds of thousands of beautiful girls, turned into a cursed object, and eventually backfired on the Scarlet Queen. 】

[Listen, do you hear it? That painful whine, that resentful cry, how beautiful, how beautiful, and intoxicating.]

As Xia Yanzhen obtained the severed arm, two pieces of information emerged.

Pointing to the severed arm and the dagger above.

"It's actually an equipment prop..." Xia Yanzhen thought for a while and tried to put this thing into the mark space.

It was collected successfully without any hindrance.

After all, there is no such thing as locked on the message.

This harvest is an unexpected joy - well, it may also be an unexpected "sadness".

Both the severed arm and the cursed blade exuded an ominous aura, probably something like the Necronomicon.

It's possible that Xia Yanzhen didn't feel anything while holding it.

If other people encounter it, you may not know what will happen.

"The mysterious person should not be the Scarlet Queen on the dagger." Xia Yanzhen thought to himself, "Are the other limbs under another building?"

He looked towards the other teaching building.

When Xia Yanzhen took away his arm, the rain of blood in the sky immediately stopped, the clouds dispersed, and the visibility was even higher than before the rain.

Gao Qiang also carefully came out of the classroom and gestured towards Xia Yanzhen.

Xia Yanzhen walked into the teaching building and quickly found Gao Qiang.

"Brother Eleven!" Gao Qiang was as excited as he was about meeting his long-lost biological father.

"Are you injured?" Xia Yanzhen said.

"It's a small injury, it's okay, it won't affect your movements." Gao Qiang said.

"How was it hurt?" Xia Yanzhen asked.

"That's it..." Gao Qiang said, suddenly paused, and the joy on his face gradually faded.

"What's wrong?" Xia Yanzhen asked.

"Wait a minute." Gao Qiang stretched out his hand and pressed his temple. He frowned and thought hard, "I fell down the stairs and injured my leg."

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