Chapter 93 Silver Vertical Pupils

"Sumu! Are you still alive?"

"Brother Su, please don't die. Bronze Coffin hasn't paid me this month. I really can't afford to pay."

Sumu opened his eyes and looked at the two people in front of him: "Stop shaking."

Yang Dongqing and Jun Wushang were immediately filled with joy.

"Great, Brother Su, you finally woke up."

"What happened just now? Why is the statue gone?"

Sumu slowly got up from the ground. Although he was lying on the ground, there was no dust on his body or even on his clothes. This was the effect of [Innocent Heart].

"Now is not the time to chat, hurry up and leave, the sacrificial site will collapse soon."

Su Mu didn't say too much nonsense, and led the three people to the outside of the sacrificial site. However, he stopped after two steps and stretched out his hand to Yang Dongqing: "Give it."

Yang Dongqing's face changed, and he stammered: "Give... what?"

The next moment, his eyes went dark and he lost his vision completely, and then he felt a lightness on his waist. When he regained his vision, he found that Su Mu had a silver pistol in his hand.

He smiled awkwardly and scratched his head awkwardly: "I... I don't mean anything else. I just wanted to carry you to the hospital, but I was afraid that the bumpy road would cause this gun to fall..."

Su Mu was too lazy to pay attention to him, and turned to Jun Wushang and said: "He said he didn't say you, right?"

Jun Wushang's face fell, and he took out five mithril bullets from his Taoist robe and handed them over.

Su Mu glanced at the two people: "I haven't died yet and started to divide the inheritance?"

The two were very embarrassed, one scratched his head and the other looked at the stone under his feet

"Besides, you are not my children, so you don't seem to have the right to inherit the estate, right?"

"I..."

"Okay, no need to quibble. In view of your two bad behaviors, as the head of the Bronze Coffin Intelligence Department, I have decided to confiscate your action bonus for this mission."

"Ah!? Didn't I return the things to you?"

"What? Brother Su, you are the head?"

"Hurry up, this place is going to collapse."

As the few people were talking, spider-web-like cracks appeared in the sky above the sacrificial site, and the sky was broken like a mirror.

While running, Su Mu looked up at the sky. He had a very strange feeling. He always felt that this place was very similar to the nightmare in the nightmare world. Thinking of the nightmare world invading the real world, he guessed that this sacrificial site came from the nightmare world.

Then what were the black-robed and white-robed people who knelt down to worship the statue before? Are they people like Tingting in the nightmare world?

"Brother Su, where are we running? The door we came in from before can't be found at all." Jun Wushang said anxiously.

Su Mu did not answer, but focused his mind on his forehead. The next moment, a crack appeared on his forehead, and a silver vertical pupil suddenly emerged from the crack, with cold eyes.

Through the observation of the silver vertical pupil, he soon found the wooden door hidden in the void. The holy light in his eyes swept across, and the wooden door suddenly appeared.

"Su Mu, on your forehead..." Yang Dongqing looked at Su Mu's forehead in shock, and was shocked to find that this eye was exactly the same as the eye on the angel statue before.

Su Mu did not explain, but led the three people to rush towards the wooden door. They were very fast, except for the bald man Zhao Yongqiang at the end of the team.

However, someone was faster than them, to be precise, not a person, but... the Unmemory!

The Unmemory, who had been trapped in the sacrificial land, saw the wooden door appear, flapped his wings and came to the wooden door in an instant, wanting to open the door and leave.

Since the distance between everyone and him was more than ten meters, they did not forget the Unmemory this time.

Yang Dongqing called out urgently: "Sumu, hurry up! Use mithril bullets!"

Sumu's face flashed with helplessness. Sometimes, having a bad teammate is really speechless.

"If mithril bullets can really kill the Unmemory, then why do you think the sound wave man didn't kill it before? Because he is kind, right?"

Yang Dongqing was stunned, and just reacted.

At this moment, the Unmemory had already pushed the door open with his hand. It had just stepped half a foot in, boom!

A bright holy light suddenly shot out from Sumu's third eye. The next moment, the Unmemory was hit by the holy light. Almost instantly, its body was directly annihilated in the holy light and completely dissipated.

As Sumu said before, it is actually very simple to deal with the Unmemory. Either attack from a distance or use non-living things such as puppets.

Before, he had no means of long-range attack and could not deal with the Unmemory, but now it is different. After the dream swallowed the divinity of the angel, he also gained some angel power, that is, the extra silver vertical pupil on his forehead.

Although he could not bring out the true power of this eye, it was a divine object after all. Even if he could only bring out a part of it, its power was terrifying enough.

The Unmemory, who could not be killed by the mithril bullet, was instantly wiped out by this eye.

However, the price was also very serious. His mental and physical strength were instantly drained. Not only that, Su Mu could even feel a large area of ​​his own cells dying, and various organs failing, as if his vitality was forcibly drained.

This blow killed the Unmemory, but it also directly put him in a near-death state.

Su Mu's body fell to the ground uncontrollably. Jun Wushang quickly grabbed his arm, carried it on his shoulder, and ran out of the door at a high speed.

After a long time, two commercial vehicles drove away from the abandoned city.

In the back seat of the business car, Su Mu leaned weakly on the seat. He didn't expect that he, who had experienced so many dangers without being injured, would almost be killed by the silver vertical pupil in the end. If life span had a numerical value, he even felt that he could live several years less.

It was too much of a stretch to use the things of God with a mortal body.

Since he became a superhuman, he hadn't been so weak for a while. Now, he can sit in a wheelchair again.

Yang Dongqing, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, was still chattering.

"Can you not deduct money? I have to buy clothes for Jasmine to make up for my sin. I made her cry last time. Or deduct less."

"Shut up. Didn't you pick up a few mithril bullets? You can sell them for money." Su Mu was too lazy to pay attention to Yang Dongqing. Since the moment the unmemorable died, all their lost memories were back.

Yang Dongqing also remembered that the kiss mark on Jasmine's neck was left by himself, and the new clothes were also bought by himself. He felt guilty at this time.

Su Mu's memory was naturally restored, but it didn't matter whether it was restored or not, because he had guessed the lost memory through reasoning before it was restored.