The new dimension suppressed him from behind, making it impossible for him to get up again. Wind Mailing stared at the imprisoned man, thinking about how to kill him now. The knife was thrown far away, and his right hand was disabled.
She had no strength left, and she thought she might faint at any time.
A scary and crazy idea suddenly came to my mind.
She staggered over, leaned down, and tore his carotid artery with her teeth. The hot blood rushed over her face, with a rich and mellow smell.
"Witch!?!!"
"Oh my god ahhhh!"
"Witch drinks human blood, ah ah ah, help -"
"Run," a sharp voice woke everyone up: "Don't be in a daze, run!!! Once she drains the blood, I'm afraid none of us will be able to survive!"
Everyone immediately dispersed, and some people even untied their belts and were so frightened that they forgot to pick up their pants. After running two steps, their pants fell down, tripping him to the ground and sticking out his fat butt wrapped in boxer briefs.
He quickly picked up his pants and stumbled away. After a while, only a few corpses were left lying quietly on the ground.
Since then, she has never experienced any "life and death", because superpowers are so easy to use. But now it is difficult for her to count on superpowers to save her again. If there is another space chaos, strong winds will occur.
The airflow would be better. She couldn't help but think of the way the partition surface was manipulated arbitrarily in the airflow.
Why?
Partition surface!
Suddenly, another partition surface appeared below. It was a short distance away, but it was not matte black, but transparent and thin, and it was precariously supported in the air. The posture of the wind-gathering spirit was not very good, and the gravity acceleration
But her fall was terrifyingly fast. Her legs might be broken, she thought, or maybe the broken leg bones could stab upwards into her heart.
But there was no time to adjust anymore. She hit the plane of space hard. The feeling when she landed was very strange, and she suddenly fell down. She fell down, and suddenly realized that this plane of space... was a
Soft!
Not only was it soft, but it was also very elastic. As if it were a trampoline, it was thrown into the air again, and then it rose and fell several times in a row.
Oops, so childish. The wind-gathering spirit wants to stop.
Then the plane really stopped. She stood still for a moment, and with a burst of ecstasy, she understood that this was a change in her superpower.
Previously, she could make the space surface appear out of thin air. Once it was created, she could no longer change it, unless it was no longer needed and made it disappear. But now, she seems to be able to control it.
She hoped that the space under her feet could be rolled up, and at the same time she thought of the image of an ancient parchment scroll rolled up. So it really rolled up like a parchment scroll.
It looks very flexible. This means it can move.
The flat surface with rolled edges then moved her a short distance towards Sui. Great, Feng Jiling felt that her decision to ask Guo Jiu for the pills was really the right one. But... how should she use her current ability?
How to deal with these poisonous fogs?
The thought of discomfort immediately made her pay attention to her physical discomfort again. The chill caused by the medicine had not dissipated. It was extremely cold, and she had a headache and dizziness. It was a bit like excessive blood loss. In short, she probably couldn't last too long.
The fog continued to thicken, and looking down, the view of the ruins was a little blurry. Feng Jiiling suddenly became alert.
When we were falling rapidly, the ruins on the ground were clearly visible, but now they are gradually shrouded in hazy fog.
The mist is moving.
This means that they are not evenly distributed in this space, but deliberately chase her range of activities.
The Wind Carrier then created a huge space bubble as far away as possible, but this time it did not include itself. The space bubble contained air and... fog.
She compressed this space bubble, making it shrink and shrink.
It seemed like I felt an inexplicable resistance and couldn't compress it anymore.
The space bubble gradually became less transparent and darker in color. Finally it became an opaque matte black and continued to compress inward effortlessly. When it finally compressed to the size of a golf ball, the wind spirit formed a new semi-enclosed
The space bubble isolates itself within it, leaving a thin opening behind it.
Then she made the planes of space that made up the little black ball disappear.
There was a bang.
The air was forcibly compressed, liquefied in the space ball, and produced high temperatures due to the violent movement between molecules. The space membrane that made up the sphere suddenly disappeared, and the energy was released instantly, which turned into a violent explosion. Its power was even greater than that of the special operations team.
The conventional explosive bombs it comes with are even better.
The fog was dispersed by the explosion, and the scene in front of her instantly became much clearer. The heat wave poured in from the opening she left. The wind-gathering spirit was extremely cold, so she simply removed the protective space in the explosion.
The bubble was removed and I was allowed to be enveloped by the warm wind.
...She suddenly smelled a faint burnt smell.
It was like some piece of meat was burnt.
The toxic substances that make up the fog have changed due to the high temperature. Feng Jiling guessed.
The mist gradually gathered around again. Feng Jiiling sneered in her heart.
She used her consciousness to drive the space scroll under her feet to "fly" forward smoothly.
Go find Guo Jiu. If this mist persists in her...
The super power changes are very useful. Just blow them up.
Two men hurried over carrying a special stretcher with a confinement function. So Guo Jiu smiled and said, "Your service is pretty good. Do I not have to walk on my own next?"
As he spoke, he stamped his feet to shake off the gray dust on his boots, and added: "It's quite difficult to walk on these ruins, and the shoes are also dirty."
A Guang snorted and did not answer his words. Then Guo Jiu stared blankly at the two men who said hello to A Guang and Zhou Shan and hurried past carrying a stretcher.
"It's so shameless." He muttered in a low voice and watched as the two men lifted up the previously fallen Mechanical Warrior and fixed it firmly on the stretcher.
The stretcher was not for him at all. He was very disappointed.
"Oh, don't be disappointed." Zhou Shan hugged his shoulders affectionately: "If you don't want to leave, can I hug you?"
"Go away, go away." Guo Jiu was almost mentally disturbed by his harassment. This guy was even more annoying than Liu Chengfeng.
Zhou Shan grinned. Not only did he not go away, he also stretched out his other hand and pinched him: "Mr. Guo~Mr. Guo, don't be so fierce all the time, I will be sad."