"This is..." Jack was also stunned. He seemed even more surprised and looked around blankly.
"You really don't understand anything." Zuo Han's words were sarcastic, but his eyes were a little more solemn.
Jack was so angry that he actually released his consciousness space. This move can be said to be the one with the strongest hint of death. But at the same time, it is also a method of killing both the stone and the stone.
Using the consciousness space to fight the enemy is equivalent to trapping the enemy in your own mind. In this space, the master of consciousness is God, who can decide almost everything. But on the contrary, the caster himself will also be trapped. Even if the enemy is
If you break your bones and spread ashes, you will never be reincarnated.
However, Jack obviously activated this ability accidentally and had no idea what happened.
"Come, let's have some fun."
Zuo Han's steps flashed and he punched Jack away.
"Damn it!" Jack stood up from the ground and raised his hand to Zuo Han, wanting to release his spiritual seeds.
But after trying hard for a long time, nothing was released.
The ability actually fails?!
Jack was even more panicked.
Seeing Zuo Han approaching him again, he immediately exclaimed: "Don't, don't come over..."
Seeing Jack's behavior as if he was afraid that he would be molested, Zuo Han was quite speechless.
He used his special abilities to commit crimes and became a murderous demon that everyone feared. But once his abilities failed and he couldn't figure out the situation now, he was really cowardly.
Looking at Jack like this, Zuo Han couldn't even arouse the interest in fighting him. But now, Zuo Han not only had to fight, but also had to find a way to make Jack have some fighting spirit.
This is Jack's consciousness space and cannot physically harm him. Every time Zuo Han attacks, Jack's spirit is hurt. If Jack blindly avoids it, there is no doubt that Zuo Han will win. But on the other hand, Jack
The damage taken will also be very limited.
It's like Jack has a bucket of water and Zuo Han wants to drain it. Jack doesn't let go and lets Zuo Han scoop it out with a spoon. It's certain that the scoop will be clean, but it's hard to say how long it will take.
Zuo Han didn't believe that he kept scooping out the water. He wanted Jack to pour the water out on his own initiative.
"Stand up and attack me." Zuo Han hooked his hand: "Show your courage."
"You...you bastard!" Jack was shocked and frightened, and kept backing up.
Zuo Han sighed helplessly and said: "This is your world. Whatever you want to do, just think about it with your head. There is no need to release seeds."
Zuo Han never thought that he would give advice to his opponent in battle. But in this situation, it would be impossible not to give advice.
But how could Jack believe it? Zuo Han saw that Zuo Han's pace was speeding up. He screamed, turned around and ran away.
But this is his consciousness space, and there is no difference in spatial distance at all. Even if Zuo Han stands still, Jack can't escape Zuo Han's sight.
Zuo Han couldn't laugh or cry. He really didn't know who was trapped by whom.
Sighing again, Zuo Han made a fierce look and rushed towards Jack.
Jack screamed again when he saw Zuo Han rushing towards him. He really wished that there was an iron chain to tie Zuo Han up, so that he would be safe.
This thought just flashed through my mind. There was a sound of chains, and a thick iron chain suddenly appeared in the void. It fiercely tied one of Zuo Han's hands.
Zuo Han, who was sprinting, staggered and was caught by the chain.
Looking at the chain, Zuo Han raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "I finally got the idea."
Jack was also stunned for a moment, his eyes flashed, and he raised his hand again.
With a whoosh, a big knife appeared in the air. It slashed at Zuo Han's head and face.
Zuo Han retreated and faced the sword with the chain that bound him.
There was a sound of metal, sparks flying, chains and swords shattering at the same time.
Jack was not surprised but delighted, and burst out laughing.
"So that's it. You're dead, hahahaha..."
Looking at Jack who was looking crazy, Zuo Han couldn't help but shake his head slightly.
I remember Elizabeth said that Jack had a cowardly character. He was often bullied when he was a child, which probably planted a lot of dark seeds in his heart. If he didn't have any abilities, he would be just an ordinary little person. If he had abilities that surpassed others, he would be a visionary.
Human life is a waste of time for a serial killer.
But in the final analysis, Jack is still a small person. Such an ability is a burden on him.
"I will slowly torture you to death to let you know how powerful I am!"
Jack moved his fingers, and suddenly countless daggers appeared, suspended in the air, slowly rotating around Zuo Han.
Facing Jack's showoff, Zuo Han felt ridiculous, but he didn't dare to be too careless.
Under normal circumstances, the hint of death is an ability that can only be awakened in the second-level forbidden area, the ultimate forbidden area, and its power is extraordinary. Although Jack seems to have acquired it due to some mutation, which has greatly reduced this ability. But now he has been
Being trapped in the space of consciousness has tapped into the true power of the suggestion of death.
Zuo Han didn't want to be hurt by such an idiot because of his carelessness.
"Death!" Jack roared, and the daggers rushed towards Hanzhao like a pouring rain.
Zuo Han bluffed his hands and formed a sword.
This was not created by holy power, but was imagined by Zuo Han.
Although this consciousness space belongs to Jack, other people can also do some things with their thoughts, but the impact will be minimal. Making such a knife is basically the limit.
Zuo Han's long sword danced, setting off a curtain of light.
There was a clanging sound, and all the daggers were blocked.
Jack's thoughts moved again, and Zuo Han seemed to feel something, and he dodged backwards with a backflip.
Almost at the same time, a thick wooden stake popped out of the ground.
"Hahahaha, interesting and interesting..."
Jack was laughing wildly, or conjuring wooden stakes from the ground, or lowering sharp blades, having a great time.
Suddenly, Zuo Han swayed and suddenly brought out an afterimage.
With a clattering sound, a series of wooden stakes were cut off, and Jack felt as if a breeze was blowing in front of him.
In the blink of an eye, Zuo Han was already behind him.
When he looked down, he saw a bloodstain between his waist and abdomen.
One knife, cut in half!
Zuo Han shook his long knife and turned to look at Jack.
Jack, who had regained his confidence, was much calmer than before. He reached out and touched the wound, and the blood stains recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even his clothes were soon intact.
Jack laughed wildly and said, "You just said, this is my world, you can't hurt me."
Zuo Han's expression remained unchanged, and he swung his sword forward.
Swish swish——
A cold light flashed across Jack's body, criss-crossing it, as if a fishing net was woven with blood.
But soon, the blood stains disappeared, and Jack was still unscathed.
"Hahahahaha...here, I am God, I am immortal!!!" Jack laughed wildly again and raised his right hand. The air was distorted and Jack's right arm turned into a machine gun.
"Hahahaha, so interesting..."
Jack laughed wildly and poured out bullets crazily.
Zuo Han continued to run like a cheetah, avoiding Jack's attack.
Jack felt vaguely tired, but he didn't care. Seeing that the machine gun couldn't hit Zuo Han, with a thought, he built walls in front of Zuo Han.
Zuo Han's sword swung and broke through the wall. At the same time, he also used the cover of the wall to avoid machine gun bullets.
The dust kicked up blocked Jack's sight, and Jack fired a gunshot to disperse the dust.
Just when he was about to look for Zuo Han's traces, he felt a white light flashing in front of his eyes.
With two swipes, Jack's arms were cut off. Zuo Han flew up with another kick and kicked Jack away.
"hateful!"
Jack stood up from the ground. His arms slowly grew and he looked a little annoyed.
Although he had the upper hand, Zuo Han was not injured at all. Although he was not injured, Jack still felt that he had been fooled.
"You lack imagination." Zuo Han glanced at Jack.
At this time, Jack's face was already a little gray, and his eyes were bloodshot and frighteningly red.
Jack's mental energy was almost exhausted, but Zuo Han decided to give him another chance.
"If I were you, I would turn this place into a magma pool, or let it rain a meteor shower or something. That way, there would be no place to hide..."
Jack was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes became even crazier.
"You're right..." Jack's eyes widened, almost bulging out.
At the same time, the sky rumbled and many fiery red light groups appeared.
Zuo Han raised his head and glanced at the sky, and when he looked at Jack again, his eyes were filled with pity.
This idiot really thinks of himself as God and actually wants to summon a shooting star.
Even a truly powerful person in the ultimate forbidden area would not casually use things like meteors and meteorites to hypnotize his opponents.
It is very powerful, but it also consumes a lot of mental energy. And instead of summoning one, Jack really wants to cause a rain of meteorites. Creating the illusion of such a natural disaster is almost equivalent to committing suicide.
Seeing the sky getting redder and redder, Jack's laughter became more and more crazy. But correspondingly, Jack also felt dizzy and a little nauseous.
But Jack didn't give up, he still gritted his teeth and stood firm.
Seeing that the meteorite was about to fall, Jack finally couldn't hold on any longer and his vision went dark.
With a pop, he spit out a large mouthful of blood and fell to his knees.
The strange phenomenon in the sky disappeared, and the surrounding area turned back into a vast red space.
Jack was dazed for a while, then reluctantly stood up again.
He looked at the blood he had vomited and didn't take it seriously. He wiped it twice and waited for the injury to disappear.
But no matter what he thought, nothing changed, and his head became even more dizzy.
"Stupid guy." Zuo Han walked up to Jack with a knife.
"Your conscious world has collapsed. As long as I kill you, I can leave."
Jack was startled and raised his hand to push Zuo Han, trying to conjure some weapon to attack.
But my arms shook again and again, but nothing changed except a severe headache.
"You can't do anything." Zuo Han said quietly: "You will have to be trapped in this place, accompanied by this boundless space..."
Zuo Han raised the knife in his hand.
"No, you can't kill me, you can't kill me..." Jack shouted.
"Be a god here for the rest of your life, and you won't die." Zuo Han slashed with his sword.
After the stabbing, a black hole appeared in Jack's wound and gradually expanded.
Zuo Han stepped in, the black hole disappeared, and Jack's wounds returned to their original condition.
"Hahaha, I'm not dead, I'm not dead..." Jack touched his body, looked around, and shouted: "Where have you been? Come out, come out..."
Jack yelled, trying to conjure something. But no matter how he imagined it, there was still nothing around him.
Jack will not die here, but he can no longer create the illusion of anything. He will spend his whole life in this space until his death... (To be continued...)