Anomalous Collector Chapter 337

The latest website: Li Fan is very flustered now.

Mingming has already made a plan, and everything is progressing smoothly. He only needs to pretend to be a puppet master, and after fighting Shama for a few rounds, he will sacrifice the prisoners in the prison and kill Shama in one fell swoop. Ma and the members of the cleaning association present had completely broken with the cleaning association.

What's more, according to Shama, there is still a live broadcast, and the patriarch at the headquarters of the Cleaning Association can definitely see the scene.

The identity of the impostor is confirmed, and this will not be able to completely get rid of the cleaning association.

And he himself is the executor of the cuckoo plan of the Xia Guo Anomaly Bureau, and even if the Cleaning Association provokes discord with the Anomaly Bureau later, they will not believe it at all.

This is simply the perfect plan!

Unexpectedly, the firepower of that spiritual furnace was too strong, and before he had time to sacrifice the prisoner's possession, the spiritual flame directly burned more than a dozen little bear dolls to ashes!

And it happened to be when he called for King Dian Li to possess the body, and the agitation force broke through the spiritual oven!

All the great spirits of the Advent Society, and the heads of the spirits, were all exposed in front of everyone.

The production process of these shrunken heads is very distinctive, coupled with the skull control technique that can be seen at a glance, this is basically the signature feature of collectors.

Broken, broken...I'm real...

Li Fan tried his best to draw a sneer on his face without facial features, and said:

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that, I can even imitate the collector's skull manipulation. Is my puppet manipulation very strong? The puppet manipulation is extreme, and this is the effect!"

At the same time, they danced again and made a few plausible actions to manipulate the puppets.

The air in the entire Mingde Hall froze.

Ba Song and Longchai and other spirits only felt horrified at this time. First, they were once again shocked by the power of their master. They were able to retreat from the terrifying spiritual flame just now.

The second is to be frightened by the metamorphosis of the master.

At this time, he was still acting as a puppet master. This crazy way of making people completely unclear about the routine made their heads terrified.

After all, in the battle just now, they were completely lost to some spiritual melting pot, and in the end they were rescued by the master using his own strength at the last minute.

And their identities are completely exposed.

Now it seems that the master is forcing a smile and is not very happy.

Will the owner treat them as useless waste and throw them all in the trash can to fend for themselves in a fit of rage?

Poor Bayan child, who has just been taken off his head, is it about to be abandoned in the wilderness?

No, you must cooperate with the master!

At this moment, Bassong didn't care about embarrassment, and said loudly:

"Yes, I am the head of the doll manipulated by the puppet master. I can prove that you are the puppet master, not a collector!"

Longchai understood what Bassong meant, and said quickly:

"That's right, we voluntarily... voluntarily let him fuck!"

The heads of the remaining seances hurriedly shouted:

"We are puppets, not human heads, just the kind of torsoless puppets that are sold in supermarkets!"

"Postmodernist puppets belong to yes."

"We are really dolls and have nothing to do with collectors!"

A group of people shouted in chaos. Shama looked at the pale faces of the people in front of him and said in a trembling voice:

"You are... the Great Seances of Prasong and Great Sessors of Longchai from the Advent Society!?"

Before the Advent Conference, it was also a well-known organization of the Awakened throughout the Indo-China Peninsula. As the leading figures of the Advent Conference, Ba Song and Longchai were the representatives of the local forces, and they were also famous internationally, so many people knew them.

At the same time, the cadres of the Cleaning Association who watched this scene through live broadcast all over the world also recognized the identities of those heads.

These heads are all the great seances and seances of the Advent Society, and the high-level leaders of the entire seance are here!

"Giggle... cluck..." Teeth chattering sounded throughout the Mingde Hall, but it came from the members of the Cleaning Association.

Whether it was the Awakened or the ordinary members wearing rattan armor, all of them were pale and trembling, and some of them had already urinated on the spot.

"The collector...he is the collector!"

"It's really skull control, collector..."

"I...what am I doing...I...I didn't mean to...I don't know...I really don't know..."

"It's all Shama who lied to me, Mr. Collector, I... please forgive me!"

The terrifying and murderous name of the collector instantly resounded in the hearts of the members of the Cleaning Association, and they immediately thought of the terrifying legends they had heard before.

And the brutal methods of collectors that I have personally experienced and seen with my own eyes!

Such as falling into the ice cellar, two wars, and even some people were so nervous that they lost control and even vomited on the spot.

Li Fan's heart sank to the bottom, squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, made a final struggle, and said:

"I'm really a puppet master. I've never heard of it. Look, these puppets are all postmodern style, artificial intelligence, with chips inside, and they can talk. How fun."

Saying that, they winked at Chabashong.

A group of people immediately said messily:

"Welcome to postmodern artificial intelligence, we are puppets, not human heads."

Seeing this scene, a member of the Cleansing Association who had just vomited bile with a pale face said tremblingly:

"Collector... The collector's skull control technique can keep the head conscious..."

Hearing this, many people present suddenly realized, and at the same time they felt horrified.

They instantly understood that once they fell into the hands of collectors, even if they were killed and made into a shrunken head weapon, they would still be light. Even if they became a shrunken head, their consciousness would still remain awake. What a terrible **** scene would it be? , just thinking about it makes people shudder.

And just now, they actually launched an attack on such a terrifying collector!

"No...you can't be a collector! He has already told me that the collector is dead..." Shama frantically shouted at Li Fan, "I haven't lost yet! The Army Armor Regiment has surrounded this place. , shoot, shoot, shoot at Mingde Hall!"

The last few words were commanded through the miniature microphone on the neckline.

Just after shouting, there was no movement at all, nothing happened.

At this moment, several ghostly figures appeared in front of Li Fan, and at the same time bowed and saluted, it was the five members of the Cleaning Association.

Aunt Zhang said:

"Sir, everything has been arranged properly, the army armored regiment has been completely controlled by our side, and the military and police command system present has been fully grasped."

Hearing this, Shama trembled, stared at Li Fan and said:

"Impossible... Who are you? Who are you!? Who are you!?"

The mother's face was stern, and she turned to look at the members of the cleaning association, including Shama, and said coldly:

"Standing in front of you is the head of the twelve knights of the Cleaning Association, the joint head of the pastoral area of the Southwest Xia Kingdom and the pastoral area of the Indo-China Peninsula of the Cleaning Association, the strongest awakener, the man closest to the Lord of the Abyss, the collector!"

During the conversation, Aunt Zhang, Lao Sun, Lao Chen, and father simultaneously released powerful spiritual power and stood in front of the collector.

Li Fan closed his eyes in pain.

"Netherworld! This is the netherworld...that is...the blood pearl?"

"And gluttony and corpse farmers, and who, they are the direct subordinates of the collector..."

"He is really a collector, really a collector, and he is as perverted as the rumors!"

The man with a pale green face said to Li Fan with a trembling voice:

"Dear collector, I... please forgive my offense..."

As he said that, he pulled the gun from his waist and pulled the trigger at his temple.

"Bah!"

As soon as a gunshot rang out, the man committed suicide because of extreme fear!

At the same time, more than a dozen people in the crowd who knew more about collectors pulled out their own guns, or pressed their jaws or aimed at their temples, pulled the trigger on the spot, and ended their own guns. life.

The shock brought by this scene was even stronger than Li Fan's control of his head to walk out before, and some of the remaining people immediately fainted on the spot, and they fainted directly.

The last 300 people were directly prostrate on the ground, their bodies were thrown to the ground, their whole bodies trembled, and they begged the collectors for their lives.

If the enemy is someone else, even if it is a powerful abnormality, the members of these cleaning associations are not afraid of a fight, but after seeing the collector, the fear that comes from the bottom of the heart is simply a conditioned reflex.

Li Fan raised his hand and said:

"Hey, I'm really not... ah, forget it."

At this time, if you say that you are not a collector, someone has to believe it.

This time, it can be considered that he has completely confirmed his identity as a collector.

At this moment, Shama shouted frantically:

"You are not a collector, the collector is dead! He told me that it is my duty to destroy you! And...and even if you are a collector, you cannot escape his plans! Hahahaha!"

Speaking of which, Shama suddenly burst out with black mist, enveloping him in it and exuding a gloomy aura.

Li Fan frowned.

he? weird...

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the originally damaged wall of Mingde Hall was smashed down by a huge force. Looking up through the huge hole, I saw that the sky above the entire Baodeshan Temple was long overdue. It was already dark clouds, and there was no starlight in the night sky.

A sparse fireworks exploded, illuminating the night sky.

Seeing the direction of the main hall, the splendid hall has collapsed in half, and there are people fleeing in panic everywhere.

Among the broken walls of the main hall, at this time, a black evil spirit with a height of more than ten meters was standing.

This evil ghost was black all over, with muscles and bones like a skinned person, with endless evil thoughts on his face, turned his head and looked in the direction of Li Fan!

It is the breath of the old gods!

(Good night everyone~~~ Ask for a monthly ticket~~~)

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