The man behind the scenes: My entry is so evil that it's crazy

Cry!

It was that sharp crane cry again, suddenly sounding in the air.

A bone finger passed by the peeper's eyes like a ghost, bringing a faint wind sound, like a dragonfly flapping its wings silently passing by.

Crane Claw Skill Second Style: Dragonfly Sweep.

The peeper quickly retracted his right arm, trying to block the sudden attack.

However, the moment his arm touched the bone finger, it seemed to be hit by a giant hammer and was knocked away by an incredible force.

He instinctively backhanded and grabbed the bone finger tightly, forcibly pulling it away from his eyes.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a slightly dim bone finger shadow appeared in his sight, it appeared and disappeared like an illusion, so fast that it was unbelievable.

"Is it fake again?"

The next moment, the peeper's face was distorted, and the intense and empty pain from his right eye socket made him scream.

Blood gushed out of his eye sockets like a fountain, splashing all over his cheeks. Two thin red lines were pulled out of his eye sockets, broken, and poked straight out of his eye sockets.

His left eye opened wide in fear, and the disappearing finger shadow was reflected in his pupil.

A crystal clear eyeball, like a glass bead, hovered in the air, maintaining the last freeze.

Then, with a crisp sound, the eyeball exploded, and the fragments flew like raindrops.

[You used the Crane Claw Technique and triggered the limit-breaking skill, the Void Claw. ]

[Void Claw: If the copy of the phantom hidden under your claws is a thorn in the bone, there is a 30% chance of triggering, which can only be triggered when the Crane Claw Technique is used. ]

[ps: There is a 0.3 second delay in the triggering of the Void Claw! ]

A line of battle reports passed across Feng Mu's retina in real time, but not on the retina of the peeper, so his screams were mixed with a strong sense of confusion and grievance.

He didn't understand. If the bone finger that flickered in the air was real, then the one he was holding tightly in his hand was a fake phantom?

Feng Mu didn't mean to explain to the peeper. He twisted his fingers, and the bone knuckles rotated automatically. The hideous barbs instantly pierced into the peeper's palm. With a pull and a twist, large pieces of flesh and skin were torn apart.

The peeper let go in pain, and his right palm was bleeding, as if he had been in a meat grinder, revealing the iron hand that had been transformed into metal.

"This bone finger is also real? It's all real!!!" The peeper's voice was hoarse, and the two wires of his left and right eyes stared at [Mask].

"You ask me?"

Feng Mu didn't answer at all. There are some questions that the dead don't need answers to.

He sneered: "I have eyes, so you can see for yourself."

Feng Mu sneered, changed his position, and moved continuously in a small space, turning a circle of hazy white phantoms around the peeper.

The peeper's scalp was tingling, and his hair stood up. Without the motion-capturing ability of the electronic eye, his only remaining eye could not distinguish the authenticity of these white shadows.

"Oh, sorry, I forgot that you only have one eye left, and you can't see clearly, so die here."

Not sure if it was an auditory hallucination, the peeper felt that the voices surrounding him seemed to have become more than a dozen, and as the white shadows became denser and denser, the voices also gradually increased, from one to dozens of voices in unison.

"Medicine man? Ha--, old friend, you are really going to kill me this time."

The peeper was panicked, and he kept twisting his head to look back and forth. All he saw were white shadows, as if the whole world was shrouded in white terror.

Without the help of mechanical implants, every cell in his body, every pore in his flesh and blood, could feel the increasingly compressed and dense breath of death in the air.

"It's not a modified body, it's an evil sacrifice. Maybe it's really an excellent medicine man. Unfortunately, it's not me who eats the medicine man, but the medicine man who wants to eat me!!"

The peeper realized that there was no escape and no hiding, so he took a deep breath, and his breath was full of sinister murderous intent.

The next moment, countless bone claws stretched out to him from all directions, just like the scene in a horror movie.

One bone claw was faster than another, and one bone claw was more fierce than another. It was both an illusory ghost and a real phantom, real and fake, shrouded in a death whirlwind that peeled off the skin and tore the bones.

"Hehe, I'm dead, but if you kill me, you will never know who wants to harm you."

The peeper let out an unwilling roar in his throat, his muscles bulged and his clothes bulged, the current in his body was overloaded, and his broken foot steel bar stabbed into the ground fiercely, and the other foot pushed the ground hard.

In an instant, he used his right foot as the starting point, spinning like a top, and his two arms danced in a ball, flying up and down and colliding with countless bone claws.

Blood and flesh splattered, sparks flew.

The collision of bones and metals, the tearing of claws and flesh, lasted for 2 minutes, and the whistling of the wind gradually stopped.

The peeper's clothes were half torn, and the fragments of cloth were stained with blood and fell to the ground.

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Half of his shoulder was missing, revealing the broken bones, and under the bones were extended steel bars, which were all broken.

His chest and back were densely covered with claw marks, and his skin was torn and there was almost no intact flesh. It was shocking, and you could see the bloody internal organs inside, bleeding out along the cracks.

Huh-hh-hh——

Both arms were broken, revealing burnt wires. The peeper's neck was cut and he could not move. He could only hang his head stiffly. The sound of a broken bellows being squeezed came from his lungs, and mouthfuls of black blood and engine oil gushed out of his mouth with his exhalation.

The white [Mask] stood opposite, looking down at him from above. The exposed thorny bones had been splashed into mottled black and red, like a devil's flower blooming in the night.

"Although it is not very beautiful, the vitality has indeed been strengthened." The voice from under the [Mask] was cold.

The next moment, the blood on the bones seemed to be absorbed by a sponge and seeped into the bones.

After three or two breaths, the bones were self-cleaned, and they were brand new and white as before.

The peeper's head was stiff, and he no longer had the extra strength to express any emotions. His eyes were fixed on everything in front of him, and the corners of his mouth barely showed a desperate smile, and then he spit out a mouthful of thick black blood.

He looked at the monster in front of him, and retracted all the bones in his body into the human body, revealing the flesh and blood disguised as a human body again.

Then, he slowly shed the [mask] on his face, revealing the human face that was exposed to the air unscrupulously.

Feng Mu squatted down very politely, his eyes restrained the greed and terror of a carnivore, and looked at him with gentleness, and said very seriously:

"Your blood is a little dirty, I don't like it; but I like the nutrients rich in your blood!"

The peeper looked at Feng Mu, his mouth opened, and blood spurted out when he spoke, and his voice was very unclear: "Leng, you still refuse to admit that you are not Leng?"