After dying a hundred thousand times, I become a god in a strange world

"Brother Xiu! Your face is on fire!" Yang Ming exclaimed instantly.

But Fang Xiu was indifferent. He could feel the terrifying power contained in the black fire, but this power did not hurt him.

Gradually, the black fire grew stronger and stronger, covering all the masks.

In the end, all the masks completely melted and turned into strange faces made of black fire!

Those strange faces are all kinds of strange, but they are equally ferocious, with their big mouths grinning at the same time.

Staring at these masks, Yang Ming felt chills all over his body and his hair stood on end, giving him a creepy feeling.

The next second, the fire light rose, and thousands of black fire faces seemed to be attracted by something, and they rushed towards Fang Xiu crazily.

A horrifying scene appeared. The masks seemed to be lined up, one by one posted on Fang Xiu's face.

In an instant, the terrifying black fire grew stronger and stronger, until it completely covered Fang Xiu, completely turning him into a burning man burning with black fire.

Fang Xiu, wrapped in black fire, began to slowly rise into the sky, and powerful and terrifying black fire erupted twice.

Yang Ming and Bai Qi were instantly knocked away and slammed into the edge wall.

For a moment, the field seemed to turn into a sea of ​​black flames.

And Fang Xiu stood in the air, like a god born from black fire.

Yang Ming and Bai Qi looked at this scene in shock. The monstrous heat wave scorched the two of them, and they found that their spirituality was burning rapidly.

It turns out that this black fire is fueled by spirituality.

A spiritual master without spirituality is like a pistol without bullets, a piece of scrap metal.

Just when the two people's spirits were about to be burned dry, the scene changed again.

The black sea of ​​fire gathered crazily towards Fang Xiu's face like a whale sucking water.

After a moment, the black sea of ​​fire dissipated and turned into a strange face made of black fire on Fang Xiu's face.

That weird face is indescribably weird and evil, like a living creature. No matter you look at it from any angle, it seems to be staring straight at you with a sinister smile on its face.

Yang Ming and Yang Ming just looked at each other, and they felt their hearts trembled, and they felt faintly spiritually out of control.

Just one look can make you lose your spiritual control. What about Fang Xiu who is wearing a mask?

Yang Ming and Bai Qi no longer dared to imagine it, and even looked very solemn.

Once Fang Xiu becomes strange, will he become an enemy?

Just when the two of them were worried, the black fire on Fang Xiu's face instantly dissipated, revealing his calm face, and he slowly fell from the air.

At this time, he has completely possessed the original mask, and there is no need to kill everyone except himself.

Because he discovered that he had unintentionally solved the deadlock.

It turns out that there is another solution to this level, which can be passed without killing anyone, and that is to let one person wear the mask of someone else.

Four people come in, corresponding to the qualifications of the four masks. The qualifications of other people must be erased to obtain the original.

It seems that erasing qualifications can only kill others, but it is not the case. Wearing four masks on one person is equivalent to taking away the qualifications of others.

This is a loophole that is not a loophole, because normally, no one can wear four masks at the same time.

"Brother Xiu? Are you okay?" Yang Ming held the short knife at his waist and stared at Fang Xiu, as if he wanted to see if he was still the Fang Xiu he once knew.

Seeing the nervous look of the two of them, Fang Xiu said calmly: "I said, I have seen the future."

Yang Ming was stunned for a moment and then overjoyed. He clearly remembered what Fang Xiu said before.

At that time, Fang Xiu asked to keep the original mask and said that he had seen the future.

Now it seems that Brother Xiu is worthy of being Brother Xiu, and he really has a way to avoid being weirded out by the original mask.

"That's great, Brother Xiu, I knew you would be fine." Yang Ming said happily.

Fang Xiu did not speak, but calmly glanced at the short knife in Yang Ming's hand.

Yang Ming noticed the sight and couldn't help but blush. He quickly put the hand holding the knife behind his back, pretending to be nonchalant.

He even diverted his attention and asked: "By the way, Brother Xiu, is that black fire face just now the original mask? Where did the mask go?"

Fang Xiu nodded: "Yes, that is the true form of the original mask. I have already put it away."

He did not go into details, but in fact the original mask penetrated into the soul.

This is a very special weapon that seems to have no entity, can be integrated into the soul, and continuously releases strange power, polluting the user's body and mind, and continuously and slowly turning the user's body and mind into completely strange.

Moreover, once the power of the original mask is used, the process of strangeness will be greatly accelerated.

It is conceivable that once Yang Ming obtains the original mask, there is only one result waiting for him, which is inevitable weirdness.

But when it comes to Fang Xiu, the result is completely different. A mind that has long been distorted and has experienced many baptisms has no fear of the contamination of the original mask.

In fact, the crazy, chaotic, indescribable, and incomprehensible whispers he learned from Taotie were constantly ringing in his mind, which were contaminating the original in reverse.

In the end, we have to see whether it is Fang Xiu who has become a strange person or the original Fang Xiu.

As for polluting the body? He is also unafraid, perfectly controlling his strange physique, and the presence of the Taotie Mouth, so that the pollution initially released can only become nourishment for his body.

Fang Xiu feels that he is walking a very unique path now.

It is different from traditional spiritual masters, and it is also different from being completely weird.

It seems to be a perfect combination of the two, using his own will to perfectly control the spiritual master and the strange power.

and many more!

Thinking of this, Fang Xiu suddenly felt something was wrong.

Because why is the path I am currently taking so similar to the path described by the dean?

Using a human mind to control a strange body?

If you want to explain this sentence, it can be consistent with your own situation.

Could it be that...the so-called perfect weirdness is the path I am taking?

If this is the case, then all the previous wrong guesses will have to be overturned. Perhaps, the person the dean said was favored by fate was not Yang Ming, but himself.

After all, usually, the probability of a time traveler being a child of destiny is higher.

Did he sabotage the dean's plan, or did he play into his own agenda?

Or is it destiny's self-rescue?

Fang Xiu still can't be sure, but what is certain is that this trip to the mental hospital must have destiny and the director at play.

At this moment, boom!

The entire mental hospital suddenly shook violently, like an earthquake, and the surrounding environment began to slowly blur and become blurry and unreal.

Yang Ming's expression suddenly changed: "What's going on?"

Fang Xiu calmly took a look at the situation around him and said calmly: "The original mask is the core of this strange realm. Once the original is taken away, the mental hospital will lose support and return to the other side."

"Then let's go!"

Yang Ming hurried to help the seriously injured Bai Qi.

At this time, Bai Qi looked a little miserable, with many broken bones all over his body and blood constantly leaking out.

It's strange to say that Bai Qi is always the one injured in the end.

Fang Xiu vaguely guessed whether it was because he was with Tianming. It seemed that ever since he heard the name Bai Qi, he was either injured or on the way to being injured.