I swapped my life with me

"I have seen this kind of mask twice in Searles. The maker of the mask is a legendary forging master thousands of years ago. He is famous for his crazy creativity and strange forging methods. Of course, the master has already It's been many years since ancient times." Mu Xue said slowly: "I heard that he only made five psychic masks during his lifetime, and none of them were for sale, and they were donated by him to five so-called 'destined successors'."

As he spoke, he let out a sigh of emotion: "I really didn't expect that one of them would appear in another world besides Inca."

Presumably, this mask was probably left behind by the first batch of magicians who came to this world.

Mu Xuesong was speechless: "It sounds... this thing doesn't seem very safe. It can't control the user's mind, can it?"

Mu Xue looked at the clown in the distance meaningfully, and said: "I have done some relatively simple research on the psychic mask. It will not actively harm the user, but it will gradually divide his thinking, making those chaotic thoughts They are independent of each other, and this is the most troublesome part of this instrument."

"Just think about it, every thought you think will eventually differentiate into an independent personality. Before the user is aware of it, they will grow up under the cover of the mask until the time is right. Then..." Mu Xue stretched out With one hand out, there was a soft "boom" in the mouth, and then the five fingers were spread out, like a small firework blooming: "Then, countless personalities strangled each other, just like raising Gu, one devoured Another one, until the strongest, or most unique ones remain."

When Mu Xuesong heard this, he couldn't help rubbing his arms.

"Sounds like a big villain." He couldn't help but turned his head, and looked at the opposite person with Mu Xue, with complicated eyes: "The mental mask is so dangerous, why would someone take the initiative to make a contract with it?" What do these people think? of?

"Of course, and there are quite a few people who want to make a contract." Mu Xue said mockingly: "Sometimes, human beings' desire for power often makes them hot-headed, thinking that they must be special and will never be bewitched by masks."

At the end, he snorted and said, "But actually, huh."

Mu Xuesong became more interested, and pointed at the clown: "What about him?"

Mu Xue helped the epidemic doctor's mask, and said calmly: "I look forward to his performance."

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In the real world, a section of highway in the suburbs of Mingshan City.

Rogue Mark is like a giant bat. He races against time and the breeze, leaving all the vehicles on the road behind.

Because the speed and agility are so fast, even if some drivers accidentally saw it, they would just think it was an oversized plastic bag flying in the wind. The drivers turned their heads and muttered, "Mingshan City's environmental protection is really not in place." , but had no idea that the so-called "oversized plastic bag" was actually an evil thief in a cloak.

Fortunately, he didn't cause any strange panic along the way.

Mark ran along the road at a very high speed. After traveling more than ten kilometers like this, Mr. Thief suddenly turned right, like a precisely positioned bullet, and flew out of the fence with a whizz.

Then, with a wave of his sleeve, he broke through a thin layer of shielding barrier, and then dived in.

This is a layer of enchantment that represents "no entry for idlers".

After getting into the enchantment, it was like entering another world all of a sudden. Mark kept moving forward, but the scene in front of him had suddenly changed.

At this time, several transcendents had moved the battlefield from the middle of the road to a desolate field a hundred meters away, far away from buildings and crowds.Mark hurriedly hurried, went out for a trip and returned again. It took about ten minutes to go back and forth. Unexpectedly, this place was no longer what it was before.

As far as the eye can see, a few old trees with crooked necks have been uprooted, sparse turf and stones of various sizes are scattered everywhere, and the land that was originally not very flat is now being completely destroyed one after another. Occupied by a large crater about two meters deep, it looks like it has been bombed intensively by shells, which is really horrible.

Mark rolled his eyes and saw that Hodgson and his horse were being toyed with by a masked clown.The big pits on the ground were basically smashed out by the steel knight holding a spear, but even if he was like a gorilla, he had already beaten all the surrounding land, but in fact, even a piece of the clown's trousers Never encountered.

Except for these three guys who were fighting in full swing, everyone else was standing on the edge of the "battlefield".

Surrounded by bone angels and black witches, the summoner was five or six meters away from the dreamer, and seemed to be talking in the air.

In addition, the bald man code-named "Whiskey" has woken up at this time, his eyes are blurred, he wears black iron gloves on his hands, and his tower-like body stands in front of the dreamer, just like a guard attitude.

Mark didn't look any further, he flashed back to Shi Ziang, and said to him in a low voice: "That human is still sleeping, there are no suspicious intruders near the mansion, and there are no other extraordinary people. In addition, the space built by the engineer It seems to have collapsed, and I can't find the original space gap."

Shi Ziang took a deep breath: "It seems... Group B was probably also attacked by people from the Americas Department."

"Fortunately, Jingming's side is fine. Alas, is this a blessing in misfortune?" He sat on the ground, resting his chin in embarrassment, and sighed, "Look, everyone came out of the same organization. Members, it turned out that they were fighting each other for the same task, so, I don't like working with these guys in a team."

The most important thing is that his teammates are not very good-looking yet, so they really have no motivation at all.

Gross, the dreamer on the opposite side, waited for him to finish speaking, and then slowly took down the pipe in his mouth, and said, "As an S-class extraordinary, but there is no corresponding strong sense of aggressiveness and ambition, this It's also one of the reasons why I don't like working with your Asia department."

Shi Ziang glanced at Fergus who was standing in front of him: "What about the European department? I thought your European department was quite aggressive, but you still chose to join the American department. Why?"

"Also, let me ask." He pointed to Fergus: "Is Mr. Whiskey okay? On which level of nightmare did you lock his consciousness?"

Gross doesn't seem particularly interested in discussing his reasons for making the jump.

So he skipped the first question and directly answered the second: "Don't worry, I didn't intend to kill 'Whiskey', he just experienced a mind hypnosis, I didn't completely kidnap and seal his consciousness. "

Shi Ziang looked at him and Fergus, and at the same time carefully guarded against the clown in the distance from the corner of his eye, and quickly estimated the fighting power of the two sides in his mind.

It is known that the enemy currently has two S-level and one C-level superhumans—dreamers can pull people into dreams, spy on privacy in dreams, hypnotize thoughts, and kidnap consciousness; clowns can change personalities and superpowers at will, and the number of personalities He can't be sure, but he can be sure that each of his personalities is extremely difficult to deal with; finally, there is a hypnotized meat shield player named Whiskey, who can punch a bear into the ground with one punch.

Look at our lineup again—well, he is the only one who is alone.

Although the "Blood of Thorns" is an S-rank artifact, in the hands of a Congxin player like him, it can only be used at an A-rank level.

Among the five evil spirits, the Bone Angel is the strongest. The black witch Eunice can fight against the dreamer mentally. Hodgson and Harper go in and out together. Although they can't beat the clown, they shouldn't be able to deal with "whiskey". Next.As for the thief comrade who always takes the lead and runs the fastest...Mark has not yet returned to the "Blood of Thorns", Shi Ziang is actually very moved.

After thinking about it, he felt that his chances of winning were not great. He couldn't help sighing again, and turned to look at Gross again: "So, what are you going to do with me?"

Gross glanced at the three evil spirits around him, and asked him in a negotiating tone, "Join us, or be hypnotized by me, or be killed by the clown, which one do you prefer?"

Shi Ziang: "...Have you tacitly agreed that my divine weapon can't defeat you?"

"No, on the contrary, I think the power of 'Blood of Thorns' has always occupied a place in the top five of the S-level artifact list." Gross looked at him with a little pity in his eyes: "But It's a pity that, as the current contractor, you don't seem to like fighting. Because your desire to attack is too weak, your subconscious mind has affected the 'Blood of Thorns', so the power of this artifact is also greatly reduced."

Shi Ziang: "..." What you said is very reasonable, I usually only use this artifact to tease guys.

"Hearing what you said, I don't think I'm worth relying on." He slumped his shoulders and said weakly: "Then if I choose to join you, what will I need to do afterwards?"

Gross smiled slightly: "You don't need to do anything, just follow us back to the Americas Department."

Uh, back to America...

Shi Ziang began to think about the possibility of turning around and running away.

Gross seemed to be able to see what he was thinking, and warned: "I know you have an evil spirit who is good at sneaking and hiding. If you choose to escape, 'Whiskey' and I will report to the European and Asian departments as soon as possible. The head of the branch sent a message, telling them that you have taken refuge with the clown, and attacked us, snatched the gold disc and fled with the clown in fear of crime."

Gross: "By the way, the clown will also admit this at the right time, and confirm your relationship with him. I advise you not to act rashly."

Shi Ziang: "..."

Gross was about to say something more when a figure suddenly fell beside him.

The clown held a few poker cards in his hand. The man dressed in fancy clothes bowed his head in an exaggerated salute, and then said with a smile: "I seem to have heard someone say my name. Ah, gentlemen, you guys Are you talking about me?"

Gross flipped the pipe in his hand, tapped the non-existent ash in the mouthpiece, and said, "Yeah, I'm talking about how you and the summoner attacked us, and then fled in fear of crime."

The clown's eyes behind the mask lit up.

He raised his hand, pretended to straighten his hairsprayed, green back hair, and stared at everyone (and the evil spirit) present, and said with interest: "Wow, this sounds a bit like elopement ! Then, who is the Juliet who wants to escape hand in hand with me? Is it the skeleton?"

"Oh, to be honest, I like that bone frame." The clown covered his face and said shyly, "It's so sexy!"

Shi Ziang & Bone Angel: "..."

The author has something to say: I am really stuck...

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Clown: "Bone, you are such a sexy woman!"

Bone Angel: "..."

Bone Angel: "???"

Eunice (genuine version): "My old lady has a front and a back, but she can't compare to a skeleton?!"

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感谢在2020-04-0701:29:54~2020-04-0903:39:30期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: ==1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Mr. Zhou's family; 1 bottle of Feng Lan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!