Global Thriller: My Organs Have Their Own Minds

　　[Failure Punishment: Trust me, you won't like this kind of punishment. 】

　　[Hint: Don't get involved in too high-end battles, your strength is not much stronger than mice for them. 】Big.

Chapter 277

　　"The mission is here!"

　　Seeing the prompt from the system, Constantine suddenly came to his senses.

　　Incarnated as a palace guard, this is the first time he has received this leisurely task.

　　But the boring patrol mission also made him feel extremely irritable.

　　He is eager to fight.

　　Now, here comes the battle!

　　As the task prompts fall.

　　Constantine felt the space distort.

　　He has come to a messy alley from the palace.

　　It was raining in the alley.

　　The sky also turned pitch black.

　　There was a sickening smell of blood in the air.

　　A faint sound of a suona could be heard.

　　standing in this alley.

　　Constantine felt inexplicably cold.

　　That feeling, as if [-] came from the normal world to the terrifying hell.

　　"what's the situation?"

　　He stared at the scene in front of him dumbfounded.

　　Constantine couldn't reflect a little.

　　But at this moment, he heard a short scream.

　　Then a round object rolled over.

　　That's a head.

　　A paper man's head.

　　It's just that this paper man's head is very weird.

　　A full half of the area is composed of normal human faces.

　　At this time, the expression on this person's face was distorted, and his expression was frightened.

　　It was as if he had seen something terrifying before he was beheaded.

　　"What the hell is going on with this guy?"

　　Looking at the picture that gradually turned into blood and seeped into the ground, Constantine's face changed greatly.

　　He felt that he suddenly went from a simple daily game to a hellish game of the underworld.

　　The sudden change in difficulty made it difficult for him to accept.

　　He didn't notice that, above him, a spider-like figure was lurking above his head.

　　After observing for a while, it was determined that the guy was still walking behind.

　　This figure "swam" down from the wall silently, raised the short knife in his hand, and wiped it towards his neck.

　　Stab it!

　　The business of the flesh being cut open sounded.

　　The sudden pain made Constantine scream for life.

　　The dark sand full of resentment erupted from his body.

　　It's like a shotgun shot in all directions.

　　The surrounding walls were smashed into sieves.

　　But the figure that attacked him had already left his attack range and was lurking on a paper clock tower.

　　Watching Constantine frantically attacking the surroundings.

　　"Sure enough, ordinary weapons can't cause fatal damage to this guy."

　　This figure is none other than Lu Xin.

　　He glanced at the pitted dagger on his hand that was corroded by Constantine's blood, and shook his head regretfully.

　　If he had the ghost knife from Wu Jian in his hand just now.

　　I am afraid that the beheading of Constantine has been completed.

　　Unfortunately, although Wu Jian said that he could lend him the knife, his affinity with the knife was too low.

　　Even a simple touch would be eroded by that knife.

　　"Brother, you can use me~ I can make that guy a toy."

　　A twisted girl like a spider, lying on the roof of the clock tower, turned her head [-] degrees, and looked at her brother with a smile.

　　"The other party's ghost puzzle is very tricky, are you sure you won't get hurt?"

　　Lu Xin glanced at his sister, and said worriedly.

　　"Hee hee, don't worry, that ghost bride has changed the rules here, and my power can be fully utilized."

　　My sister rolled her eyes and looked at the sky.

　　there.

　　Blood rain and paper money are entangled.

　　Explains the fact that two terrifying beings are fighting.

　　"Okay, then let's try!"

　　Looking at Constantine who was gradually calming down below, Lu Xin's eyes became numb and cold.

　　……

　　when!

　　The worn-out kitchen knife and the slender sword collided, splashing a strong spiritual wave.

　　Wu Jian looked at the masked man dressed in the island country in front of him, his face was indifferent.

　　This is his chosen opponent, the first from the island country.

　　His strength is strong.

　　The two blood swords in his hand are two cursed props...  

　　Able to slash the target's shadow, causing simultaneous damage to the target.

　　pity.

　　He met Wu Jian.

　　A man in the shadow of a headless ghost.

　　This was doomed to his doom.

　　The ghosts under him were spreading, and soon the footprints of Miyamoto Hanzo left on the ground were found.

　　With ghosts covering his footprints.

　　In Wu Jian's eyes, a sluggish shadow of Miyamoto Hanzo appeared.

　　"Successful!"

　　Without thinking about it, Wu Jian directly moved towards this phantom.

　　puff!

　　Accompanied by the abnormal sound of a lifetime of flesh being cut open.

　　Wu Jian actually found that Miyamoto Hanzo, who was slashed by the ghost sword, was not injured in the slightest.

　　Click!

　　This was a crack in the prajna area on Miyamoto Hanzo's face.

　　Dark and sticky "blood" flowed down from this mask.

　　"Some sort of scapegoat?"

　　Seeing this scene, Wu Jian frowned.

　　Death props.

　　A type of curse item.

　　It is also the rarest item.

　　This way has one characteristic.

　　No lethality and no side effects.

　　The only use of this prop is to take damage for the owner.

　　Whenever the owner is fatally injured.

　　This item will be activated naturally in 3.3.

　　Take this damage for the owner.

　　Such life-saving props are very rare.