Doomsday Wonderland

Even if he stopped the dragon two and then retreated a long distance, Lin Sanjiu was still stunned by the dusty rain of the sky, and could not help but cough. The painter picked up the easel and hurriedly followed it, hurriedly and uneasily turned straight; when her cough stopped, the huge black shadow in front of it was completely straight.

Just a few shots, Lin Sanjiu could not help but hold it. Even though she had speculation when she was mimicking Jishanqing, when she saw it with her own eyes, she was still shocked by this shock and could not make a word.

"This... cough, what is this," Long Coughed his face flushed and asked, "Is this guy a giant?"

Looking up from the ground, this seemingly almost dark shadow is indeed a human outline. The head of the black shadow is on the shoulders, the upper body is very long, the arms are longer, and the swaying falls in the night sky – how many heights does the giant have? Five layers? Eight layers?

The black shadow suddenly raised his hand, and the five fingers with the same small trunks erected several long shadows of black lacquer in the night; when they were shocked, they saw the black shadow waving their arms and smashing them under the body. The mound - in the warehouse and the cracking of the mud and stone, it took a high leg, "squeaking" and the foot stepped on the two.

"Artist, go to the back," Lin Sanjiu hurriedly called out the [Capability Polishing Agent] card and whispered: "The target is the warehouse!"

Like the incomprehensible, the painter ran from her side and ran to the rear. Within a few seconds, she began to brush the sand and rub the paper. Lin Sanjiu raised a small silver bottle in his hand, and the light shone. The dragon immediately gave a sound of the chicken being caught in the throat.

Several layers of black giants slowly bent down. With a burst of "squeaky" sound like a leather pull, the giant sent his face into the light, and the two quietly looked up.

... There was a short time, and the night seemed to die, leaving only a silence.

Whether it is Long Er or Lin San wine, it seems to be frozen. It can not open the eyes and can not make a sound, can only stare at this huge, irregularly shaped face.

Dark black, light yellow, bronze, fleshy pink, pale... Innumerable skins of different colors are pieced together to form a face that is 20 square meters in size. Looking down from the giant's neck, his shoulders, arms, and chest are all filled with skin like his face.

Some skin is delicate, some skin is rough, some skin is old, some skin is smashed... I don't know how many people left their skin here, and they are assembled to form part of this huge human skin doll.

If this giant is just a doll, it would be easier.

What really makes Lin Sanji feel uncomfortable is the strong sense of "trying to imitate the human form" that is emitted by this huge thing - the object on the person's face, this face is also quite a lot; In the place where the mouth is located, I don’t know how many people’s lips have been pulled down. I don’t know what way they are glued together to form a black hole-like mouth.

The nose, eyebrows, and even the eyelashes are all smashed from different humans. At first glance, it is a nose. When you look closely, you will find that it is a nose shape made up of dense, unequal people's noses; just glanced at it, and Dragon II suddenly made a low whipping sound - Lin San wine used a glimpse of the light, and found that his body became as green as his face.

On the giant's face, only the eyes are two dark hollows, and there is nothing inside.

The big mouth slowly split, and countless human skins were under the pressure of being pulled apart, and a loud bang was heard.

"Although... although you cracked it... but, I don't care..." The rubbing sound of the stone screamed loudly, as if to penetrate into the human brain: "I need scalp and hair, ah, scalp. And hair..."

Listening to his heavy breathing, Lin Sanjiu raised the small silver bottle. At the edge of the silver light, she faintly saw the head of the giant's head - under the cover of various colors, long and short hair, its scalp suddenly lost a piece, only the black secluded piece, as if A deep hole was made.

"It's mine, I don't care if you crack my secret room, I want scalp and hair."

"My secret room?" Lin Sanjiu immediately captured these words: "Are you really the copy itself?"

A copy of a self-awareness that survived and gave her a chance to meet?

On the huge face, the eyelashes and eyelashes moved slightly, making people feel that it turned their eyes. A greasy feeling that is difficult to describe is close to the skin of the two people, like it is hit by its gaze: "You... recognize me? You are right... I am a copy of the secret room, I need Scalp and hair. Give it to me!"

"No wonder that in a place without a copy, a copy will suddenly appear. When did you come over? How come over?"

"I walked so tired, I have been away for a long time." The copy said vaguely, slowly they raised their hands: "There was no place in the past, but I still need scalp and hair... plus you Two people, it should be enough..."

"Artist!" Lin Sanjiu jumped after the dragon two dynasties and yelled: "Not so good!"

Her voice just fell, and the back just happened to have a strong suction. The airflow was pumped at a high speed behind him, and a sharp scream was heard in the air; when she pressed down the head of the dragon two, the original warehouse had been broken, and suddenly it turned into countless black shadows. After the giant's body, and crossed the top of the two, they rushed into the painting.

The giants couldn't avoid it, and the various human skins on their arms were smashed, revealing the darkness of the bottom. It didn't seem to feel pain, and slowly turned his head to his arm, and suddenly he snorted angrily and shocked the eardrums. The Lin San wine cellar grabbed the dragon two and retreated. He said: "If you don't leave, the next target that is sucked into the painting is you!"

The artist quickly tore off the last canvas and raised the pen in front of the new canvas.

The giant paused and seemed to be thinking about what she meant. Despite wearing a human skin, it obviously does not have the same flexible thinking ability as human beings; after a long while, it spoke intermittently: "scalp...hair..."

"It doesn't seem to be scared?" Long Er trembled and asked.

Lin San wine steady and steady, and his brow gradually tightened.

"Can't you understand?" She bent over and picked up a stone. [A sudden change in the style of the painting] As soon as the stone was opened, the stone was fried in the hands and became a powder: "If you don't leave, I will kill you. When, don't talk about the scalp and hair, you won't have a piece of skin on your body."

She doesn't know if her bluff can scare a copy.

She was the first to face such an enemy.

How can the copy come alive? After living, what state is it now, what is it? Is there an entity?

The appearance of the copy at the beginning—that is, the warehouse—was ruined by her, but the copy itself was still there. And after tearing the skin of the giant, it not only did not suffer any harm, but the bottom of the skin seemed to have only a dark and deep emptiness.

In the face of such things, how to fight, where to fight?

If you can avoid fighting it, it is of course the best... Lin Sanjiu thinks of it here and once again said: "I have something to do right now, I don't want to spend time with you here. I will give you ten. Count, when you are finished, you will not leave, I will erase you from the planet. One!"

She doesn't know what she is saying, how much can the other person understand, and will not believe it. The giant face with no expression and a downward corner of his mouth, for a while there was no movement; when her heart was getting higher and higher, and the mouth was counted to eight, the copy giant finally slowly straightened up.

It seems to realize that the scalp hair in front of you is not so good.

"Scalp, hair..." The copy giant whispered dumbly and turned his body slowly. "The secret room, looking for the next person to enter the secret room, I will have a lot of scalp and hair, one piece, cut neatly..."

It walked step by step, and as it went every step, it became shorter and shorter, as if it had melted into the earth a little bit. The two stared at the gradually shrinking back. For a time, no one could believe that the progress was so smooth, so that they all forgot to breathe; until the dragon two sharply took a breath, Lin Sanjiu suddenly returned to God.

This... This empty city plan is really successful?

"Go, go, actually went away." Long Er stuttered, apparently also saw that she was just bluffing: "Hey? How do you look like you are not happy?"

The face of Lin Sanjiu at this time is extremely ugly.

"This copy is not only alive, it will move, it will pursue its own goals...and even weigh the situation, using the copy content to capture the evolution." She said lowly, looking at the replica giant sinking into the earth a little bit "Why is it going to be like this?"

"That's only it knows." Long Er dropped a face.

"You are right." Lin Sanjiu glanced at him, waiting for him to react, and shouted loudly: "Hey, copy!"

This voice is just for export, as if the painter was scared to "snap" for a long time.

The huge human figure has actually stopped moving.

"I haven't asked you yet, you didn't have self-consciousness? Why would you live?" Lin Sanshou asked, "Why do you want human skin?"

The skin was squeaky and the giant slowly turned back. The nose, made up of countless noses, looks like a messy gravestone in the dark.

"The big and big floods are coming," he said lowly. "I wake up, I need legs, I need human skin, I need to run."