Odd Containment Specialist.

Chapter 722 Imperfect Perfection
Xia Shou's upper body fell to the ground, but his lower body was still standing straight.

He immediately took out the Mask of Desire and put it on. The blood spraying from the upper and lower ends of his body was controlled by the power of the Blood Demon. The ends extended and connected together, tying Xia Shou's upper body back to his waist like a strong rope.

Xia Shou immediately took off his mask and looked at the slash that had just attacked him. The stairs across the street and behind him slowly tilted and slid along a slash line that had already been created, and landed with a bang.

At the same time, the tinnitus that had been lingering in Xia Shou's ears was gradually weakening, and he was adapting to the incredibly strong feeling of oppression.

"What exactly happened?" Xia Shou looked in the direction where the attack came from.

In the previous attack, the longer the distance, the smaller the power. Where the attack occurred, all the buildings turned into ashes. When the aftermath of the attack reached the middle area, the buildings and stairs were cut like slices. When the aftermath reached Xia Shou's side, the slashing became widely spaced and less dense.

Xia Shou was very glad that he was so far away from the source of the attack. Not to mention that his mirror clothes had become tattered after the battle with the assassin. Even if his clothes were intact, he would not be able to survive such an attack.

Because the attacks were too dense and too fast, neither the mirror magic nor the mask of desire worked.

What kind of monster could unleash such a powerful attack?

……

At the control bureau headquarters, almost 80% of the drones dispatched were damaged and unusable. At the same time, all members of six teams lost contact instantly. The drones that were still able to take pictures, however, found that the eastern part of the city captured from high altitude had turned into a large "desert."

At the center of the attack, all entities were turned into fine dust by countless endless blows, forming a desert basin with a diameter of several hundred meters. Only slightly further away from this desert basin did larger pieces of broken objects appear.

The farther away from the basin, the larger the volume of the cut fragments, and the closer to the center of the basin, the smaller the volume.

In the center of this man-made desert basin, a familiar figure in a suit stood in the dust. His long bright red hair danced like a flag in the wind, and if it fell down, it would almost hang to his heels.

He looks exactly like Shangguan Yan, but there are many differences between them. The biggest difference is that he is obviously a man. Although he has a face similar to Shangguan Yan, his broad shoulders, flat chest, and body shape all show that he is a man.

The face of this male version of Shangguan Yan is covered with criss-crossing stitches. Compared to Shangguan Yan's unfathomable and mysterious expression, this male version of Shangguan Yan's demeanor is more unconcealed, and his emotions are beyond words.

Anyone could see how calm and confident he was.

"It worked. It turns out this usage is also valid. Hamlet is truly a genius." The male version of Shangguan Yan said to himself.

The next second, he turned into a streak of fire and soared into the sky. In an instant, he crossed a distance of a thousand meters and fell into a ruin, turning into a human form again.

He just waved his hand, and the reinforced concrete wall in front of him "swished". A gray line appeared in the center, and the wall was smoothly divided into two as if cut by a sharp water jet.

The male version of Shangguan Yan held up the fallen wall with one hand. The wall weighing several tons was like a light foam board in her hand, which she threw aside.

After he lifted a few boulders, the area buried underneath was exposed to everyone's view. It seemed to be a study room buried under rubble, and buried underneath was an elderly man in a wheelchair with his upper body naked.

The old man was covered with IV needles, but the bottles originally hanging from the ceiling were smashed to the ground with the aftermath of the natural disaster-like attack. The colorful liquid medicine screamed and squirmed on the ground, clinging to the old man's atrophied calves like leeches, and eating away at his decaying and aging lower limbs like maggots. The drones in the sky had been following this male version of Shangguan Yan. Modis and Lindy, who were staying at the headquarters, were shocked to observe this newly appeared abnormal body and speculate on its origins.

The red alarm light kept flashing, indicating the leakage of cursed energy caused by the previous attack. The peak abnormality of the attack was as high as 2560, but the abnormality level... could not be accurately confirmed.

In addition to this, their abnormality detection can only detect the residual cursed energy caused by the attack. The monitoring of the male version of Shangguan Yan's body showed that the cursed energy leakage value was zero!
Although even people who are not engaged in research now know that they should not use theory to force this goal, if they insist on using theory to explain it, then there are only two possibilities for this man who looks like Shangguan Yan.

If his own abnormality level had not reached LV5, there would be no leakage of cursed power after using the extraordinary power, and therefore there would be no trace of leakage of cursed power in his body.

But obviously, this guess is not true, because they have already monitored the cursed power caused by the attack just now, and the value is quite high.

Then there is only one other possibility. This monster that looks like a human is an anomaly. His own cursed energy is harmonious and as stable as 678 and other high-level anomalies. The dissipation of cursed energy caused by the attack just now is just an effect unique to that move.

But in the final analysis, these are just far-fetched explanations based on today's superficial knowledge of spell mechanics. Without in-depth research, no one knows what is really going on.

"Is that person a writer?" Lindy narrowed his eyes and pointed at the old man in the wheelchair on the screen, "Zoom in a little."

As the picture zoomed in, the old man's face appeared clearly on the screen. He opened his eyes wide and looked at the messy ruins around him in horror. His eyeballs kept moving like a helpless child. Although he looked completely old, his expression was innocent, like that of a child.

When he raised his head and saw the male version of Shangguan Yan standing in front of him, there was a hint of relaxation in his eyes, revealing trust.

"Eve, I will always remember you." The male version of Shangguan Yan said, raising his hand and pointing it at his former self.

The next second, the old man in the wheelchair turned into a pool of blood.

After doing this, he turned around and looked up at the drone floating high in the sky.

"Hello everyone from the Control Bureau, I am the writer you have been looking for!

The posture you see of me now is the image I created for myself. It has the strength of a human body, the fighting instinct of a human body, plus the abilities of Miss Guan and the other two finishers. It is almost the most perfect fighting posture.

Of course, why do I say almost? Because it is not perfect yet. Miss Shangguan, you did not let me finish the last character setting. I only wrote for a few minutes and failed to fill in the most important memory, so I had to take the risk and do it myself.

Originally, it shouldn't be me in this body, because I am not a warlike person.

But now, I want to thank you. I have forgotten what it feels like to have a young body. This experience is so wonderful that I think it is the best result even though it is not perfect. "

At the same time, Lindy shouted in the headquarters command room: "Quick, quick, quick! Write down everything he said!
Did this asshole think he had won? Did he think he was giving a victory speech?

Damn it, I'm going to let this old man know what will happen if he pops champagne at halftime!"

(End of this chapter)