When the weirdness comes to the world, death is the end

Chapter 224

In the dark campus, the students' shrill screams came one after another, tearing through the dark night.

Xia Wu cut his palm and smeared the blood on the door of the classroom.

His blood was attached to the spirit, which was equivalent to adding a layer of defense to the door. Even if his family came now, they would not be able to force it open for a while.

This degree of arbitrary use of the spirit even surpassed some evil spirits.

It is for this reason that "Qianji" is praised as the torch closest to the holy flame in the official evaluation!

If it were not for the unexpected situation in Jiangcheng, which led to the shortage of official manpower, they would never let a Tianzhu of Xia Wu's level deal with the spirit grudge alone.

At least a few scapegoat teammates would be assigned to him.

After smearing the blood all over the door, Xia Wu slowly retracted his palm.

But he did not repair the wound, but found an iron bucket, placed it under his feet, and began to collect his blood.

"Tick...tick...tick..."

In the silent classroom, only the sound of blood dripping remained.

As long as it has not been used, the blood will remain spiritual within half an hour of leaving the body, ready to be dispatched by Xia Wu at any time.

Xia Wu sat on a chair, staring at the blood gradually gathering in the bucket, holding a walkie-talkie in his other hand, from which only the sound of "rustling" came.

Since the decisive battle that night, there is one thing he has never forgotten.

That is, Yongye's "8 of Plums" and "8 of Hearts" escaped.

And the identity of "8 of Hearts" is very likely to be the young principal of Jiangyan No. 2 Middle School, Lu Mingxuan.

According to this line of thought, the list of participants given by the blood character just now is all members of the school.

Then Lu Mingxuan, who has been working here for nearly two years, is obviously also a member of the school.

Has he come back now?

The answer is yes, because it is useless for people chosen by the spirit to escape to the ends of the earth, unless they die.

Xia Wu knew that this day would come sooner or later, so he had already used his authority to deploy several teams of soldiers around the school.

Each of them was equipped with firearms, but even so, it was difficult to fight against the Tianjue.

Because the Tianjue's abilities are all kinds of strange, they may be invisible, teleport, telekinetic control, immune to physical attacks, or even control the behavior of others. You may find that your teammates are pointing their guns at you while fighting.

Ordinary people can't imagine it at all.

So Xia Wu's only requirement for them is: if you encounter suspicious people approaching the school, try not to confront them directly, but report to him as soon as possible.

But just half an hour ago, those teams all disconnected from themselves.

Without firing a shot or saying a word, were they all killed?

"Troublesome times." Xia Wu rubbed his eyebrows with deep fatigue. If there was room for choice, he would not let ordinary people enter.

But their sacrifice was not useless. At least they let themselves know this information in advance and have time to prepare.

But it's still difficult.

The most important thing in the battle between the favored ones is intelligence.

It is very likely that "Red Heart Eight" witnessed the battle on the playground that day, so his ability is basically transparent and open.

But he knows nothing about the opponent's ability.

The enemy is in the dark and we are in the light. In addition, this time the opponent includes evil spirits, mediums, and Eternal Night...

"Ah... It's so difficult." Xia Wu sighed lightly, bent down, and put his hands into the iron bucket full of blood to wash.

I only have a group of children who have not grown up, and the most powerful little brother is still in the dungeon.

It's difficult.

With his hands stained red with blood, Xia Wu slowly stood up.

At this moment, a faint red light quietly shot into the house from the window and landed on him accurately.

As Xia Wu straightened his body, the red dot also moved with it, and finally locked firmly on his forehead.

"Bang!"

The speed of a sniper rifle bullet is about 1000 meters per second, so the target is usually killed the moment the gunshot is heard.

But that is only the world in the eyes of ordinary people.

Xia Wu spread out his palm, where a thick long bullet lay. With the moonlight, he saw the model clearly.

The bullets used were the same as those of the military teams he had deployed.

"It is you indeed." Xia Wu raised his hand slightly, and the blood in the bucket seemed to be given life, slowly floating up and condensing around him: "Then blood debt will be paid with blood."

Before he finished speaking.

"Bang, bang, bang..." Dense bullets poured down on the walls of the classroom like raindrops, splashing a cloud of dust and debris. The window glass shattered instantly, turning intoCountless sharp fragments flew into the house.

"Get down!" Ye Haoyu shouted, grabbing Wu Wentao's head and pressing it to the ground.

Bang——

"Brother..." Wu Wentao pressed his face to the ground, wanting to cry but unable to: "I can get down by myself."

The bullets hit the defense built by Xia Wu with blood, making a "ding-dong" sound, but could not break through this blood-colored barrier.

He controlled the barrier in front of him, walked to the window, and scanned the surroundings with cold eyes.

When using hot weapons, the enemy's position is not difficult to determine.

Hit wherever there is light.

"Sewer rat." Xia Wu looked calm, raised his hand slightly, and the blood around him quickly gathered in front of him as if it had spirit.

His slender fingers slid gently in the blood curtain, drawing a beautiful arc like a crescent moon.

He waved his hand gently, and the blood-colored crescent instantly swept out and slashed towards the most densely lit spot.

In an instant, the enemy's fire suppression was drastically reduced. The two people hiding in that position didn't even have time to react, and they were cut in half by the blood-red crescent along with the guns in their hands.

Those who hid below and played with guns were usually people with useless abilities or not good at fighting, and they could not resist the supernatural attack launched by a level 5 torch.

But what Xia Wu didn't expect was.

"Shua——!"

An identical blood-red blood tooth was swung out from a dark corner downstairs.

In the blink of an eye, the crescent came in front of him and slashed fiercely on the blood-red barrier in front of him.

The two supernaturals collided with each other, making a loud "bang".

The crescent gradually dissipated, but there were also several cracks on the blood-red barrier.

"Learn from me?" Xia Wu raised his eyebrows and looked in the direction of the crescent with some surprise.

Just as the two sides were in a stalemate, the sound of singing suddenly came from outside the classroom door.

"I am already a caged bird, it is difficult to spread my wings and fly, the door of the room cannot be opened, the window is too high to jump out..."

The song was like a cry, mixed with sorrow and sadness, like a cold wind, drilling into everyone's ears.