Two hundred and fifty-eight chapters have their own minds (3)
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Sun Suhe was surprised and happy. He did not expect that in this almost desperate situation, a glimmer of hope would suddenly appear inexplicably.
But now my body has recovered
Because, for some reason, the enemy did not take action immediately. More importantly, the enemy's previous reaction confirmed without a doubt that his attack may indeed pose a threat to his trap. There will never be a better opportunity than this. Sun Suhe
Without any hesitation, he turned around and roared into the air:
"bloom!"
The expected water vapor explosion did not happen. Sun Suhe felt dizzy, as if all the energy in his body had been drained away. The magic book on his chest fell to the ground swaying, and Sun Suhe's body went limp, and his whole body fell.
I almost fell to the ground. I finally stumbled a few steps to stabilize my body. I felt a warm feeling on my lips again. I stretched out my hand to touch it, and found that my hands were covered with dazzling red nosebleeds.
What did that bastard do? No, this feeling is because my body can't handle the magic? Tsk, is it because of the moment I escaped from trouble just now?
"You don't understand at all." Mr. Hua's fake body shook its head and smiled self-deprecatingly: "But you did a good job, it seems I have to be more serious."
He brushed the canvas in front of him with his five fingers and said in a deep voice: "de_nachtacht (night patrol) 1."
In the air, two masses of ink appeared out of thin air. They rolled violently, then suddenly expanded, and suddenly transformed into two puppet soldiers more than two meters tall, completely black, and with burly bodies.
These two soldiers were huge and oppressive, but their speed did not slow down because of this. Instead, they were as fast as ghosts. As soon as they took shape, they shot to Sun Suhe's side. Sun Suhe sighed deeply in his heart, and he thought to himself that he was
I guess there's nothing I can do if I'm fine.
He couldn't escape, but now his whole body was weak, and he had no strength to resist at all. He was really miserable. Two soldiers, one on the left and one on the right, directly grabbed Sun Suhe's limbs and joints like an eagle catching a chicken, and in the blink of an eye, he was
He was completely unable to move.
"You still don't understand. Why are you resisting? I'm doing it for your own good." Mr. Painter's fake body put away the canvas, slowly walked to Sun Su's body, opened his hands and said sincerely like a pastor preaching: "
Think about it, what is the value of your life? It’s nothing but nothing.
It means eating, drinking, having fun, and then fulfilling the instinct of genetic genes to reproduce. But one hundred years from now, two hundred years from now, who will remember you? What’s the point? And now, I will give you a chance to let your name have
Opportunity is shrouded in the sacred aura of art."
The corners of Mr. Hua's fake mouth raised up, revealing an intoxicating smile: "Think about it, hundreds of thousands of years later, people will still say: Ah, thanks to Sun Suhe's great help, this precious human cultural heritage can be preserved for future generations.
Appreciated by all mankind. This is the true supreme glory, and this is the value of your life."
"Bullshit!" Sun Suhe glared angrily: "It's not your turn to decide whether my life is valuable or not."
Mr. Hua's fake person didn't feel dissatisfied, and asked with a gentle smile: "Hey, what does that sentence say? It's the summer bug, uh, you can't talk to it about winter ice cubes?"
"You asked me?"
"Yeah, you know what?"
"Ha." Sun Suhe snorted coldly.
"Don't you know? Then forget it." Mr. Hua's fake body shook his head, then patted Sun Suhe's head and said firmly: "But don't worry, I will let you, a summer bug, enjoy the glory.
of."
These words were by no means deliberately sarcastic. On the contrary, they were even full of sincerity. Sun Suhe couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. This man is a complete lunatic! I am actually angry with a lunatic. This is really...
Speaking of which, why did I get so angry that I almost lost my mind?
Could the feeling of breaking through the restraints after that be the "sword courage" that Lu Weishuang said? What about the hallucination of mountains of corpses and seas of blood that he saw at that time? Sun Suhe recalled the previous situations painfully. He believed that it was not terrible.
An irreversible miracle, but some kind of power that can be controlled. Perhaps this is the only hope for him to escape.
"Is this a magic prop?" Mr. Hua's fake body snapped his fingers, and a black soldier puppet appeared out of thin air beside him. The puppet soldier leaned over to pick up the magic book that fell on the ground, and held it in front of his chest with both hands.
Mr. Hua's fake body observed with interest and said to himself: "This pattern is unprecedented..."
Before he finished speaking, the magic book in the puppet soldier's hand suddenly flashed with green light, and countless branches grew wildly, swarming out of the magic book like a tide.
The puppet soldier was instantly wrapped in branches. Mr. Hua's fake body laughed disdainfully, then calmly raised his hand, and was about to make a move. At this moment, Sun Suhe saw the air in front of him, and the space was like
A crack opened like broken glass. A group of thin green light particles rushed out from it, flying and barely forming an incomplete magic circle in front of the crack.
"Oops! It's the introduction!" Mr. Hua's fake body stared wide-eyed, looked at the magic book and screamed, but it was too late, the green light of the magic circle flowed, and the two vines shot out like two evil dragons.
came out, entangled him instantly, and then pulled him into the crack at lightning speed.
The magic circle exhausted its power and disintegrated with a cry. The crack in the air also quickly closed. At the last moment before the crack disappeared, a ball of green light wrapped in a long strip of things shot out from the crack.
, and then stopped steadily in front of Sun Suhe.
This change happened almost instantly. Sun Suhe watched blankly as the crack disappeared into the air. The mountain breeze blew by. Everything was as usual, except that Mr. Painter's fake body had disappeared along with the crack. Sun Suhe reacted immediately, regardless of what had just happened.
What, now is not the time to be in a daze. He immediately gritted his teeth and struggled with all his strength.
After Mr. Hua's fake body was forcibly pulled into the crack, the three black puppet soldiers also lost their source of power. Sun Suhe was originally held up by the joints of his limbs and lifted into the air. At this time, he was pulling and twisting like crazy, and soon
After breaking free from the hold of the puppet soldiers, he fell onto all fours and fell to the ground in embarrassment.
The pain in his body was almost numb. Sun Suhe coughed violently a few times and spat out a mouthful of blood with annoyance in his mouth. He felt much better immediately. Although his breathing was still a little rough, the nosebleeds had stopped.
After stopping, he took a breath, exerted a little force, and got up from the ground.