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Russell circled around the altar, dug out the manuscripts for comparison, and put a few utensils in the wrong place again.As if a mechanism had been triggered, the ground under the altar fainted with a light green magic circle.
The target is confirmed, just destroy it.
quack quack quack
The withered dead man's jaws jumped up and down, and he let out a piercing sound of bones colliding. His empty eyes looked at Russell again. This time, the meaning of warning was stronger.
Russell pouted, how could he give up at this point.He took out the sand eagle and shot the dead man's head, and then fired indiscriminately, smashing all the utensils.
The magic circle still exists, but the light is dimmed.
Russell frowned, the witch has something.
Flame and thunder are the first choice to break the magic circle. Russell can't summon thunder, and he can't rub out flames with his fingers, but he has a lighter.He squeezed out a few bullets, sprinkled gunpowder on the altar, took off his coat, tore it into rags, and set the entire altar on fire in the blink of an eye.
The flame attached to the broken human head, and the withered white hair of the weed version was the first to ignite. As the fire grew stronger, the fragments of the vessel began to vibrate violently.
Suddenly, Russell sensed a sense of danger, and jumped aside.Two red lights shot out from the void above the altar, shooting directly at Russell's previous position, like lasers, piercing through all the walls behind.
The incision is smooth and neat, and white smoke is blowing!
Suddenly, a low-pitched curse sounded in the house. Russell looked around for the source of the sound, but couldn't discern the direction.
The creaking sound of grinding teeth changed from light to heavy, and cracks appeared on the walls of the wooden house, and debris fell along with the dust, and the collapse was imminent.
It is not suitable to stay here for a long time, Russell turned and ran out of the house, the magic circle on the ground flickered, like a flashlight with exhausted batteries, struggled twice and finally went out.
"Jason!!!"
Suddenly, Russell seemed to have an auditory hallucination. In his senses, a white-haired old woman stood in the center of the altar, her gloomy head was lowered, and the outline of her facial features could not be seen clearly. She could only hear her intermittent murmurs.
"Jason!!!"
Russell turned around and fired two more shots into the house. When he ran out of the cabin, the whole house collapsed into ruins.The flames could not reach oxygen, and thick black smoke rose into the sky...
As the wooden house collapsed, the ground cracked like a spider web, and a black pothole appeared, swallowing the wooden house whole.The big mouth closed, and there was even a chewing sound, which was similar to the crunching sound of crushing flesh and blood.
Goosebumps arose. The scene in front of him was beyond Russell's cognition. There was no explanation for this phenomenon in the manuscript, and there was no memory of the witch in his mind.
Suddenly, the back of Russell's hand hurt, and the burning sensation was like tarsal maggots embedded in the bone. When he looked up, there was a complicated magic symbol on the back of his hand, and the bloody text faintly revealed ominous.
Russell recognized this word, it was a curse often used by witches, using resentment as an inducement to cast spells to attract bad luck and devils to the target.
Swish! !
Footsteps sounded in the dense forest, and Russell's eyes shot over like electricity, and when the gun arrived, the bullet directly bombarded the position where the sound came from.
Shot empty, there's nothing there.
Russell took a deep breath, he was sure that he was right, there was someone there just now.Even if the tall figure is just a glimpse, you can recognize who the opponent is, and the hockey mask is too eye-catching.
"Jason!?"
Aren't you locked in the trunk?
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street diary
Being busy with work is a good excuse. It seems that if you write a few more chapters, you can really become a god.
Chapter 88 I will stand here and let you hit me, I promise not to fight back
The wind blows through the dense forest, and the leaves rustle against each other.
Russell sensed his surroundings, the magic power gathered in his eyes, and a slight blue light lit up. The breeze passing by was blocked by the scattered magic power, and it turned into a whirlwind and swayed around his body.
Russell didn't know where Jason was, but he had a feeling that Jason was nearby.This feeling is very strange, like secretly playing with the mobile phone in class, suddenly feeling the death stare from the head teacher.
Murder is everywhere!
A palpitating chill filled the field, Russell licked his dry lips, the situation was very bad, a poisonous snake was secretly spying on him, but he couldn't figure out where the other party was.
Is this brilliant ability to hide his breath, or Jason who slashes people with his sword when he doesn't agree with each other?Or, when did Jason switch from a bloodthirsty frenzy to a one-hit assassin?
The atmosphere is not good, Russell is suppressed, and the psychological level is inevitably ups and downs, so he must find a way to grab the rhythm.
"Jason, what are you waiting for, hurry up!" Russell grinned, "Could it be that he is waiting for his mother... Hehe, he is such an obedient boy, it must be fun to bully him..."
The chilling atmosphere suddenly rose, and the murderous intent descended!
Russell narrowed his eyes slightly, and the blue light in his eyes was even worse. Jason was irritated when he mentioned his mother.With a burst of magic power, the cyclone around the body spread out, lifting the dead branches and leaves on the ground.
"Jason, if you're waiting for Mom, it's going to be hard. I just shot her in the head!"
boom! !
Murderous intent boiled and soared to the extreme!
Jason rushed out of the shadows, saw an ax out of nowhere, and slashed straight down with his arms raised high.The speed is very fast, like a heavy tank, it rushed behind Russell almost in the blink of an eye.
The cyclone was torn apart violently, Russell felt something, and quickly turned around to aim at Jason, not afraid of facing the front, but afraid of you not coming out!
With the two guns raised in front of him, Russell tilted the magazine empty within a second, and the blue bullet released from the chamber condensed powerful kinetic energy, hitting Jason's sturdy body, stopping the momentum of the charge, and killing him. Knock back.
The wooden handle of the ax was blasted into pieces. The bullet hit Jason without piercing his armor, and it became stronger again. The bullet could still penetrate his skin last time.
What doesn't kill me makes me stronger!
Jason still has this setting?
The reason didn't matter, there was a witch mother, and Russell wasn't surprised what happened to him.
Jason picked up the ax that was broken in two, and threw it at Russell. The spinning ax was powerful and heavy, causing a whistling sound.
With the help of magic power to enhance the dynamic vision, Russell captured the flight trajectory of the axe, and before changing the bullets, he put the two guns on his chest to block the flying axe.
Clang!
Sparks splashed, and the ax and the two guns flew at the same time. Russell looked at the hands with their jaws cracked, and thought about using the character card in his mind.
Ding!
The host is equipped with 'Character Card Xiaofeng', confirm that the character's skin is covered, the countdown is 380 seconds, and the timing starts.
The time was unexpectedly long, exceeding 5 minutes.
In a short gap, Jason had already rushed in front of Russell, and two pairs of big hands were pressing on his neck.