Chapter 1155 Control

an island.

In a certain forest, there are many fortifications, and a sound suddenly came from a secret room at the core.

Tread!

The sound of hurried footsteps came, and the dusty door opened for a long time.

Immediately, they saw the naked Barton crawling out of a giant eggshell.

"Did you die again?"

Barton took the towel expressionlessly and began to wipe off the mucus on his body: "What time is it now? When was the last time I came?"

"Master Director, the last time you came to leave a memory is the 400th year of the Black Iron Calendar, and now it is the 401st year of the Black Iron Calendar, the month of the Aries..."

Several members of the investigation department replied respectfully.

"Looks like I died again..."

Barton was expressionless: "Where did the original me go?"

"According to the latest contact information, they are preparing to go to deal with the dark ritual in Kimbert City...but..."

While these members were stammering their descriptions, several urgent alarms sounded suddenly.

"Another adult's life-sustaining egg has awakened?"

The left-behind members opened their mouths wide: "Could it be that the headquarters of the investigation office was attacked this time?"

"Compared to that, I'm more interested in the dark ritual in Kimbert City..." Barton put on his clothes, went outside, and saw several other senior investigators: "Gentlemen... we're in trouble, But before that, let's go for examination and treatment together..."

...

"Strange ability!"

Fang Yuan's vision is far and wide, he has seen this place for a long time, and he can't help but exclaim: "It's not resurrection, but a method similar to cloning and memory copying, storage and transfer. Can this be done through extraordinary means? It's also a low-end version. Reborn..."

In fact, the real Barton had already died countless times.

All that survived were his clones, as well as the engraved memories.

Although it's just a replica, when the real one disappears completely, what's left is naturally the only genuine one.

Of course, with Fang Yuan's ability, it would be easy for Barton to completely perish.

For example... in his memory, if a certain terrifying imprint is planted, no matter what clone obtains memory rebirth, it will immediately encounter bad luck and eventually be destroyed!

"However... this kind of small fish is not even interested in killing a second time..."

Fang Yuan shook his head and snapped his fingers.

Tread!

With the sound of footsteps, many zombie-like investigators appeared behind him.

"Go!"

To create trouble for the investigation department, the previous ones were just appetizers.

The real version of Resident Evil is the real meal!

"Perhaps... there is a small easter egg!"

Looking at the mutilated corpse of Patton on the ground, Fang Yuan smiled, and a vine directly pierced into the corpse.

Click! Click!

With a tooth-piercing sound, those vines, like poisonous snakes, smashed and devoured Barton's original bones, and, replacing his original bones, stood up staggeringly, turning into a half-human, half-plant monster .

"I hope you will be more decisive when you kill the monster that your corpse has turned into..."

Fang Yuan slightly looked forward to the authenticity and disappeared into the void.

...

Kimbert City, outside the haunted house.

A group of men in black arrived quietly and successfully completed the blockade.

"The first group, break in!"

Ryan was silent for a long time, and finally issued an order.

Clap!

A team of men in black climbed in through the window, equipped with extraordinary items such as enchanted bullets and voodoo dolls.

"Second Group!"

"The third group!"

...

Not long after, various feedbacks came one by one:

“The back garden is normal!”

"The corridor is normal!"

“The living room is normal!”

"No traces of enemies or fights were found!"

"Block the study room! Come with me!" Ryan took a deep breath, and led the two Extraordinary men into Robert's haunted house through the gate.

"Haha... Take it easy!" Simon hugged his hands, followed by two reincarnated corpses in black cloaks, but he was very relaxed: "The extraordinary seeds of dreams have been absorbed by Nietzsche. It's going to be amazing..."

"That's not necessarily the case. What's more, that oil painting can wipe out all the original people in this mansion..." Ryan looked solemn. Before he came to the study, he took a deep breath and pushed open the door with both hands.

Squeak!

The door of the study was opened, revealing everything behind.

There are many bookshelves, and the light and shadow are mottled.

Everything seemed to be the same as before, and Nietzsche couldn't help being in a trance.

"That's it, Dream!"

Immediately, Simon's voice came over.

Nietzsche regained his energy, patted his face, and saw the oil painting on the wall.

‘Okay...It seems that Boss Andy really drew a fake picture to deceive people...But why, these two feel so real to me? ’ He couldn’t figure it out, and suddenly, there seemed to be a lightning strike across the sea of ​​consciousness: ‘No... It should be said that the counterfeit in that grocery store feels even more terrifying! '

"Simon!" Ryan winked.

Simon gestured, and a reincarnated corpse immediately stepped forward, covered the oil painting with a black cloth, and took it down.

"all the best!"

Simon grinned: "I just said...it has been auctioned so many times, why didn't there be any problems before?"

"Okay, let your servants take it out, be careful all the way, let's go back to the base!" Ryan didn't dare to be careless.

A group of people walked out of the study and came to the door.

"It seems... a little too smooth?"

Nietzsche thought silently in his heart, and when this thought surfaced, the fireball in his head suddenly expanded, exuding scorching power.

"Ah!" He couldn't help covering his eyes, as if covering two stoves!

"Nietzsche, what's going on?"

Simon came over and stretched out his palm in concern, wanting to pat him on the shoulder.

But in Nietzsche's bloodshot eyes, the flesh and blood on this palm kept falling off, and finally only bones remained.

"What's the matter, Nietzsche?" Ryan looked over with concern, the flesh on his face fell off in pieces, like a burning oil painting.

"ah!!!"

Nietzsche screamed, his hands were burning with flames, and he grabbed Simon and Ryan violently.

raging!

Golden flames spread from him, igniting the two monsters and turning them into torches.

In an instant, the surrounding environment changed again.

Nietzsche found himself back in the study, but there was no one around.

On the opposite wall, half of Ryan's body had been sucked into the oil painting, and Simon was completely gone.

"After entering the study, did we enter our respective hallucinatory worlds?"

Nietzsche bit his lip tightly, took two steps forward, grabbed Ryan's legs, and pulled him out of the wall as if pulling a carrot.

After pulling Ryan out, he suddenly saw a hand!

This palm was pale and illusory, but also slender and delicate, as if it came from a young girl, and it was holding Ryan's collar at this time.

Ryan's face was blank, allowing the other party to drag him into the painting.

"You... don't even think about it!"

Nietzsche stepped forward, knocked off the girl's illusory hand, and watched her retract into the oil painting.

"Simon! Simon!"

He yelled several times, but there was no response from the surroundings, and his heart sank involuntarily.

That Extraordinary who achieved earlier than him, possessed many abilities such as voodoo, was extremely delicate, and Simon, who was excellent in all aspects, just died for no reason?

In the strange and extraordinary events, sometimes, even extraordinary people are no different from ordinary people!

"Leave quickly!"

Nietzsche carried Ryan and came to the door of the study, but found that the two main doors had been closed at some point.

And in the walls on all sides, it seems that shouts are heard all the time.

"return!"

"return!"

"Merge with us!"

"To be one with the supreme and the great!"

...

All kinds of ravings emerged in Nietzsche's ears.

He turned around in astonishment, and saw that the starry sky in the dreamy oil painting was continuously distorted and magnified, and turned into a figure... There were girls in nightgowns, various servants, and even Mr. Robert whom he had seen once that day.

In the center is the appearance of a young man, it is Simon!

All kinds of voices came from them impressively.

Countless pale palms began to reach out to Nietzsche.

"No! Don't think about it!"

Nietzsche's eyes were firm, and he was running the Great Sun Meditation with all his strength, his whole body was surrounded by golden flames.

One by one ghosts were ignited by him and turned into torches.

In the end, his hands rested on the frame: "Go to hell!"

The golden flame fell on the dreamy oil painting.

Bark!

Immediately, as if boiling oil met cold water, a large amount of smoke rose from the oil painting.

Followed by, there are all kinds of sharp screams.

Nietzsche felt that his hands did not belong to him, bringing a biting coldness.

"Burn! Burn everything, Sun Flame!"

He looked cold, clutching the frame tightly, not relaxing at all.

Finally, a little spark appeared in the middle of the oil painting, burning through a small hole with difficulty.

Crash!

A large amount of plasma emerges from the oil painting and falls to the ground, forming a small pond like an endless spring.

Even Nietzsche could not have imagined that so much blood could be hidden in an oil painting!

raging!

The golden flame continued to expand, completely igniting the oil painting.

Nietzsche only felt a majestic force coming from his hands and pouring into his head, his eyes rolled white, and he passed out...

...

Hot!

As if thrown into the desert at noon, the high temperature swept over and the heat wave rolled.

Suddenly, not far away, a clear spring appeared.

Nietzsche stepped forward overjoyed, but was shocked to find that the reflection of Simon was reflected on the spring.

Crash!

Simon slammed his hands across the water, grabbed Nietzsche by the neck, and dragged him hard into the water.

"ah!"

Nietzsche screamed and woke up, only to realize that it was just a dream, and he was lying on the hospital bed.

"Nietzsche, you finally woke up..." Not long after, Ryan appeared in front of him: "We lost Simon in this exploration of the haunted house..."

"It turns out that what happened before was not a dream..." Nietzsche felt rather sad for a moment, but when he looked at his hands, he was suddenly stunned.

Because he felt that although the power in his body was still hot, he could completely control it.

This represents the progress of extraordinary power, and it has reached the level of a master!