Next to the wasteland and the mouth of the well, two people cast long shadows in the maroon.
Looking at Lin An who was silent, Yuanfeng felt a sense of complacency in his heart for some unknown reason. This feeling of complacency could be regarded as diluting the pressure Lin An had brought to him.
I am as strong as the best in the world, so what if I can beat you in seconds?
Aren't you amazed by my skills?
It's just a pity that there is no third person present, and it's even more pity that his method was discovered by him.
"Your Excellency Lin An, are you satisfied with this?"
With a relaxed tone, Yuanfeng took the lead to break the silence and asked casually.
When he thought about it, no matter how demanding the little experiment Lin An mentioned was, he would still be "satisfied" after seeing the scene in front of him, right?
Although he has not tested it in practice, 15 supernatural beings with strange objects are probably enough to tear any third-level creature into pieces.
Lin An remained silent, maybe he was pretending to be calm and worried that the ghost would lose control?
Thinking of this, a smile appeared on his lips:
"Lin An, you can rest assured that since we have signed a contract. I will never bring you here without full confidence in controlling these things."
"This thing will only be triggered if it "smells" the smell of burned shoes, combined with the smell of being dragged into a ghost dream."
The tone was quite exclamatory.
Although he can't compare to Lin An in terms of frontal strength, as long as he is given enough time to plan, he may not know who will win.
He could think of artificially creating a supernatural body and not hesitate to directly kill people and refine ghosts. He asked himself whether he was decisive enough.
In terms of character and means, I am not weak in any of them!
On the other side, Lin An listened silently to Yuanfeng's explanation. After looking down carefully for a few seconds, he calmly spoke:
"Well enough."
"Kill and burn again, can you make more?"
"The regional entrance is in the city. Are you sure you can transform the entire city?"
!?
When he first heard the first half of the sentence, Yuanfeng felt a flash of displeasure in his heart. However, after hearing the second half of the sentence, his heart suddenly stagnated as if he had seen a ghost.
What's the meaning
15 evil ghosts are not enough!?
Transform the entire city? Does this mean to massacre the city?
Originally, he felt that he was ruthless and had no taboos in doing things.
But he never expected that the guy in front of him could say such a thing.
This is too crazy, right?
Looking at Lin An's expressionless profile, he couldn't tell who was more terrifying at this moment, Lin An or the ghost.
Swallowing dryly, he heard the eagerness in Lin An's tone.
It was as if if he said he was confident, this pervert would take him back to massacre the city without hesitation.
"No, it can't be"
Facing Lin An's emotionless gaze, Yuanfeng stuttered for a moment.
"Once more are triggered, even if we are not the target, we will still be hunted down."
"What on earth do you want to do!?"
"15 just for testing, isn't it enough!?"
Can't understand.
Looking at each other, Lin An's eyes flashed with regret.
From what Yuanfeng said, converting an entire city's human population would probably be akin to seeking death, but if we get a few more, there shouldn't be much of a problem.
The lion still needs all his strength to fight the rabbit, not to mention that he is still the weak side?
In his idea, it would be best to create hundreds of thousands of supernatural beings at once, so that as soon as the pursuers step into this area, they will be swallowed up by a massive amount of supernatural beings.
Just make up the final blow yourself and get the reward.
Since you want to use special events to kill the enemy, you should naturally go as big as you want!
"so be it."
Nodding, with a flash of white light, Lin An threw all the corpses in the well into the ring, turned around and left.
Time is running out.
During the final arrangement time, I wanted to give the other party a big surprise no matter what.
Yinzi Lane Community, inside the building.
Looking at Lin An who was constantly "busy" in the room, Yuanfeng stood there numbly.
The entrance to this area is the security door at the entrance.
Right now, the ceiling of the small living room was covered with pale corpses, and the strands of black hair covering their faces were dripping with water, soaking the tiles in the living room.
The faint smell of blood gathered together, and it seemed to be facing the face of the corpse every time he breathed and breathed.
The already cold room suddenly felt like an ice cave, making people feel a chill from the inside out.
The corpse hung in the air and swayed like a wind chime, bumping around.
The red embroidered shoes worn on the soles of the feet were stretched straight, as if they would lift up in the next second.
Desperate black and blood-like red constitute the main colors in the picture.
Like a nightmare scenario.
If ordinary people accidentally broke into it, they would probably go crazy on the spot.
He couldn't understand why Lin An did this, and he didn't know what the little experiment Lin An was talking about was.
Yuanfeng looked at the entrance, which had been set up as a killing trap, and felt his scalp numb.
Lin An's intention of doing this, no matter how you look at it, seems to be to prepare for the people who will break in later.
Not only that, when he was feeling tormented, he discovered that Lin An was so perverted that he gradually adjusted the angle of the female corpse's eyes.
As if the event is triggered perfectly, it is guaranteed that those who enter will be locked by 16 corpses immediately.
Lin An, who had his back turned to him, slowly opened the female corpse's eyes as if arranging a work of art, and then constantly adjusted the position of her gaze.
Refresh your outlook.
No matter how courageous Yuanfeng is, he even made these corpses with his own hands.
But he asked himself, it was impossible for him to be so perverted that he wouldn't be afraid at all.
That's a terrible ghost!
Does this guy really know what terror and fear are?
"Your Excellency Lin An"
“The difference is almost enough.”
A little unable to stay still, Yuanfeng swallowed dryly and looked at Lin An in a daze as he took out mirrors from the ring and carefully placed them in every corner of the living room.
In the 180-degree mirror with no blind angle, the hanging female corpse is reflected layer by layer.
The deep and dark mirror reflects the superimposed pictures.
At first glance, it feels like walking into an endless ghost world, surrounded by thousands of ghosts.
If Yuanfeng copied the supernatural events several times with crude methods, then Lin An was crazy enough to combine many events together to create extreme fear.
"not enough."
After casually going back, Lin An carefully took another supernatural event trigger from Yuan Feng, a blood-red wedding dress, and hung it in the center of the body, then breathed a sigh of relief.
With such an arrangement, it is expected that all the evil ghosts will be triggered the moment the pursuer enters.
Lin An would naturally not leave any chance of survival when dealing with his enemies.
After stepping back to "appreciate" the artwork in front of him, Lin An nodded slightly.
Pity.
The nuclear bomb in his ring was installed on the psychic fighter plane. The inventory in his ring only contained some high explosives and a few cruise missiles.
Although the power is a little small, it is useful if it can be used.
Outside a residential building, two people stood side by side.
Looking at the small building that was flattened by explosives, Lin An nodded with satisfaction.
Starting from where you entered, upstairs and downstairs, he was filled with all kinds of mines and missiles.
The outside of the building was covered with black gold explosives.
Regardless of the effect, there should be no problem in consuming part of the opponent's psychic energy.
Standing next to Lin An, Yuanfeng looked at the small building with twitching corners of his mouth, or rather
Gunpowder barrel.
For a moment, he couldn't help feeling a little pity for the intruder who was waiting for him.
