Chapter seven hundred and ninety-two the murderer in the form of a girl
"ah!"
The girl burst out of the wall and screamed.
In his haste, Ling Mo didn't see her appearance clearly, but he was shocked by this scene.
"The way he appeared was obviously violent, but the cry seemed a bit weird... Could this be the strongest phantom he has ever condensed?"
In just a blink of an eye, Ling Mo had already defined it in his mind.
This girl... is probably a perverted murderer who pursues a murderous path!
"The awakened female corpse, the transformed nurse, and then the murderer in the form of a girl... It's really getting more and more difficult..."
At this time, Ling Mo was still running wildly, and was not too far away from Xu Shuhan's position.
"But in the final analysis, what he uses is still a mental attack, right? In that case, let's have a head-on confrontation!"
The opponent seems to have endless tricks, but as long as you understand the essence, it is not too difficult to deal with it.
Ling Mo's speed did not slow down, and several tentacles were already shot out, aiming at the girl who had not yet landed.
His thoughts at this time were also quite violent... he would first use his tentacles to offset part of the opponent's mental power, and then directly hit him with his own mental light ball.
In terms of the strength of his mental power, Ling Mo thought he was not weak, but no matter how strong the opponent was, he had already experienced a consumption just now.
Not only that, his mental power is also scattered throughout the illusion, and not too many parts can be condensed.
Calculated this way, Ling Mo’s collision is absolutely no problem!
"Get out of my way!"
Following Ling Mo's roar, the girl's screams suddenly stopped. She turned her head in mid-air, opened her mouth and said: "Brother..."
"Save it! Just change it into a girl's skin and expect me to be fooled?"
Ling Mo felt a chill. His spiritual tentacles had already shot towards the girl's face: "Kill you!"
But at this moment, the hair in front of the girl was blown behind her ears.
Under the dim light, a face full of shock and surprise was revealed.
"Hey...it looks a bit familiar..."
As soon as this idea came into Ling Mo's mind, the tentacles had already hit him.
The result was somewhat different from what he expected——
The girl yelled "Ah" and her body suddenly fell from the air.
"It's not a phantom!"
At the same time, Ling Mo's body was also crashing towards her...
"Bang!"
As a muffled sound came, the area was suddenly filled with dust.
Although it is an illusion, when the dust on the ground rises, it still appears to be consistent with reality.
As soon as Ling Mo covered his mouth and nose, he already vaguely understood.
"Has the other party begun to weaken the influence of the illusion?" He glanced around with some doubts, and stood up straight while supporting the wall.
At the moment when the impact was about to occur, Ling Mo used his tentacles to forcefully twist his body away, thereby avoiding a direct collision.
However, the fact that the other party was alive was too unexpected. Although Ling Mo forced a change of direction, he almost hit the wall due to inertia.
But a near miss is better than an actual collision. But that girl was not so lucky.
After receiving a mental shock from Ling Mo head-on, her thinking suddenly fell into a brief blank.
It wasn't until she fell to the ground with a "snap" that the girl instinctively let out a groan of pain.
"Hey..." Ling Mo took two steps forward, looked at the girl, and shouted.
The girl struggled to hold up her upper body and said dizzily: "I...why...you want to hit me again..."
"It seems like they are really acquaintances?"
Ling Mo was a little surprised. Logically speaking, he would not have any acquaintances in Nirvana...
"If it's a phantom, it would be normal to pretend to be an acquaintance of mine..."
He came closer and asked, "Who are you?"
"Unexpectedly...you don't know me anymore..." The girl shook her head vigorously, then raised her head suddenly. Her voice suddenly became louder, "You're going too far!"
Ling Mo was stunned for a moment. For a moment, the two of them looked at each other...
A few seconds later…
"Wang Lin?" Ling Mo asked tentatively.
The girl blinked, and then said sluggishly: "Why is it a question?"
"It's true... But with your appearance, I can tell that you have a strong sense of recognition..." Ling Mo said somewhat unexpectedly, but a smile appeared on his face involuntarily.
Although this reunion really surprised him, Ling Mo still felt a little happy to meet Wang Lin again.
"Xia Na has awakened her human personality. She should be very happy to see Wang Lin again..." Ling Mo thought about this and immediately planned to share his vision with Xia Na. However, when his thoughts just moved, he
Suddenly stopped.
Why is Wang Lin here? Didn't she follow that armed police team?
For a time, many questions emerged in Ling Mo's mind, and the idea of sharing vision was temporarily suppressed.
"What am I..." The girl glanced at Ling Mo doubtfully, then followed his line of sight and raised her hand to touch her face.
"Ah!" Another scream sounded in the corridor...
…
At the same time that Ling Mo revealed Wang Lin, the illusion in this area also began to collapse.
This scene means that the superpower who created the illusion is taking back his will and actively letting the spiritual energy dissipate.
However, the recovery of will is a gradual process after all, so the collapse of the illusion does not happen overnight.
Accompanied by bursts of screams, the wall made of flesh and blood began to peel off.
After the outermost layer of dry matter gradually dissipated, countless black shadows jumped out from the wall.
These shadows screamed and flew towards both sides of the corridor, and some of them even almost hit Ling Mo.
However, Ling Mo just controlled a tentacle to fly back and forth, and stood on the spot unscathed.
Immediately afterwards, the sticky substance under his feet began to melt, quickly turning from a dark black gel into a liquid, and then disappeared completely as if it had been absorbed by the ground.
"Swipe, swipe, swipe..."
A large number of black fragments continued to fall from the ceiling, and suddenly disappeared when they were about to hit the ground.
The hanging corpses opened their eyes one after another and suddenly exploded with screams...
"This illusion is so ruined... it's so troublesome." Ling Mo couldn't help but read.
Wang Lin snorted twice but said nothing.
At this time, Ling Mo had helped her stand up, and as the illusion collapsed, a small door appeared behind the wall.
Judging from the location, this door is exactly the "crack in the wall" where Wang Lin jumped out.
"There is actually a storage room here..."
The layout of the wards on the fifth floor is indeed different from that of other floors. Without knowing it, it was really difficult for Ling Mo to discover this small space.
And that door can only allow one person to pass through at most. Unless Ling Mo searches every inch, he will probably miss it.
At this time, a smoking man was sitting on a bucket in the storage room, staring at Ling Mo with a pair of heavily dark-rimmed eyes pretending to be calm.
However, his pale face and constantly trembling hands had completely betrayed the fact that he had consumed too much.
The man tried his best to squeeze out a smile and asked: "Are you Ling Mo? When I heard Wang Lin describe it, I didn't think you were very strong, but the result shocked me... Not only did you treat me
I turned a blind eye to the illusion, and even the last moment was not affected in the slightest..."
"Where's the other one?" Ling Mo interrupted him directly.
"Huh..." the man exhaled a long breath of smoke and said, "That woman? I have stopped affecting her and just trapped her there temporarily. Are you together? Don't worry, I didn't directly
I came into contact with her and did not use the illusion to harm her..."
As he spoke, the man tapped Wang Lin, who was in low spirits, with his chin, and said: "She heard the woman calling your name, so she brought her up. The original intention was to catch her, but she was too fast.
I had no choice but to use illusion to trap me..."
"Catch again if you're trapped?" Ling Mo asked with a frown.
"No, I just want her to take the initiative to tell some situations." This time, it was Wang Lin who answered.
She leaned against the wall limply and asked gloomily: "What, you don't want to see me?"
"Do you regard her as my enemy?" Ling Mo asked again, "Otherwise, the first thing we should try is to talk, right?"
Wang Lin subconsciously wanted to nod, but under Ling Mo's gaze, she finally curled her lips, looked away, and whispered: "Because I don't know her..."