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

Chapter 225

"Damn it, there's someone outside!" As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Yinhong immediately covered his head in pain.

The opera sound seemed to carry some kind of mental attack, and he felt a needle-like pain in his head.

Everyone in Class 10 covered their heads and fell to the ground in pain, and even Xia Wu, who was standing by the window, was slightly affected.

"Damn it." Lin Yuan gritted his teeth and turned to look at the window by the corridor.

Sure enough, a figure in costume could be vaguely seen outside.

"It's also a group attack, why is there only Fuhua on our side?"

"The night is still, this body is already a prisoner under the knife, it's hard to survive tonight..."

The tone of the person outside the door was extremely weird, sometimes high, sometimes low, intermittent, as if the singer was suffering from great pain, every word seemed to be squeezed out of the teeth, with endless resentment and unwillingness.

A layer of white light appeared on Xu Yueyue's palm, and she trembled and stretched her palm to her forehead.

Her ability is pure and can eliminate negative effects.

Sure enough, the moment her palm touched her forehead, a cool feeling instantly spread throughout her body, and the original severe pain was also relieved a lot.

But it was only a temporary relief, and it could not be completely removed, because the other party's spiritual level was obviously much higher than hers.

Looking around, she still crawled to Xia Wu by the window and began to release Wu Gu on him.

She couldn't do group control, so she could only choose to help the main force first.

......

Even so, the situation is still not optimistic.

Among the group of Yongye members downstairs, there seems to be someone who can imitate other people's moves.

Xia Wu is standing in front of the window and fighting him remotely. Every time the two forces collide, the whole building will shake.

Although that person can imitate, his power is obviously not as strong as Xia Wu.

The main reason for the stalemate is that Xia Wu not only needs to attack, but also defend. He has to consider this classroom and the people inside.

But the other party only needs to flee around in the dark.

This unequal situation put Xia Wu in a difficult situation. His blood was constantly being consumed, while the enemy seemed to be at ease.

If this continued, when Xu Yueyue's physical strength was exhausted and Wu Gu was invalid, he would have to distract himself to resist the singing of the actor in the corridor.

After knowing Xia Wu's extraordinary ability, the opponent was ready to use consumption to grind him to death.

Yang Ruo stood up unsteadily, reached behind her waist, and touched the pistol Su Yuan gave her: "I... I will go out and kill him."

"You, don't be so fierce." Qi Yinhong hurriedly grabbed her, fearing that she would go out to die.

The actor in the corridor who could influence the entire classroom was obviously a high-level Tian Favored Person.

You are an ordinary person, and you just took a small pistol and went up?

Do you want to be so tough?

"What should we do?" Yang Ruo covered her head. She saw that some classmates in the classroom had blood flowing out of their mouths and noses, and the situation was getting more critical: "No... We can't waste time like this."

Her heart was full of self-blame and helplessness. She was really unwilling to accept that she had not awakened the heavenly favor until now and could only be a burden.

"Leave it to someone who can deal with him." Qi Yinhong said.

As soon as the voice fell, the glass on the other side of the corridor suddenly exploded with a "bang", and a small stone flew out.

.......

Seeing an unidentified object flying to his feet, the man in the costume immediately prepared to retreat and dodge. He was worried that it was a grenade or something.

But he was not panicked, and he didn't even stop singing, because this kind of thing couldn't hurt him.

But when he took a closer look, he found that it seemed to be just a stone.

A very ordinary stone, and its shape was a bit like shit.

"What's going on, are you scared and panicked?" The opera man shook his head disdainfully.

Students are students, and they lose their minds when they are scared.

Just as he was about to continue singing, he suddenly heard a roar from the classroom.

"Dasha, stuff it in his mouth!!!"

The opera man was stunned after hearing it.

What kind of thing is stuffed in my mouth?

At this time, the stone at his feet suddenly burst into a dazzling white light.

The next second, a 1.9-meter-tall man with golden light all over his body suddenly appeared in front of him.

"What?" The opera man was extremely frightened, but he reacted quickly, and hurriedly dodged and stepped back while raising the volume.

His ability is like this, the closer he is, the louder the sound, and the greater the damage caused.

Otherwise, he would not have to risk running outside the classroom to sing.

At such a close distance, the mildest one would be unable to move, and the worst one would even have his brain shattered by his singing.

Even covering his ears would be useless.

However, the next second, something happened that was enough to collapse his worldview.

The man with golden light all over his body did not hold back at all.Affected by the situation, he rushed up in two steps, grabbed the opera man's hair, and stuffed a cold object into his mouth.

Is this... a gun barrel? !

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!" Dasha pulled the trigger frantically, and the redundant programs in his mind had been deleted, leaving only one instruction.

Empty the magazine!

..........

The battlefield in the school was divided into three areas.

And these three areas happened to be three teaching buildings of different grades.

In the first-grade teaching building, "family" was slaughtering students wantonly.

In the third-grade teaching building, Yongye was fighting with Class 10.

No matter what the final battle was, the beneficiaries of the death in Lingyuan were all mediums.

At this time, in a classroom in the second-grade teaching building.

"Student Wang Ji, I saw your name on the list of students criticized by the whole school a month ago."

"Student Xiang Mengfei, your cosmetics were among the things that the dormitory aunt confiscated last time, right?"

"Student Wu Minquan, half a year ago, you were punished to stand outside the classroom because you talked in class. Do you know how precious a class is?"

"......"

If you only listen to the voice, it is probably hard to imagine that there are such responsible teachers in the world who can remember the names and appearances of every student in the school... and the mistakes they have made.

But the fact is.

The bloody smell permeated the air, suffocating.

Wherever you look, there are rolling heads everywhere, some faces are still frozen with fear and despair, and some have their eyes wide open, as if telling the unwillingness of the last moment of life.

Zhang Yang's head was placed on the podium by Zhang Qingyun. As one of the students who made the most mistakes, he wanted the kind-hearted Zhang Yang to watch the whole scene of his massacre.

"Student Zhang Yang." Zhang Qingyun shook the blood off his hands: "Why don't you try to plead for them?"

Zhang Yang sneered: "If I plead for them, will you let them go?"

"No." Zhang Qingyun smiled: "They have made mistakes and deserve to be punished."